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The gale seemed extremely strong, catching Ruan Mozhu off guard. Before she could even get into position to receive it, Ruan Mozhu had no choice but to use her poisoned sleeve arrows. This way, she couldn't protect herself, and it would only result in mutual destruction.

The hidden arrow pierced through the gale and shot towards the man, looking quite aggressive. While the man dodged, Ruan Mozhu stepped forward and exchanged a palm strike with him. After all, it would be embarrassing if she dodged, so Ruan Mozhu was determined to fight back.

She faced off against the man, and looking up, she saw that he was an old man. The clash of their inner forces caused a gust of wind to blow Ruan Mozhu's and the old man's hair apart in the air, making it look like a duel between powerful individuals.

Ruan Mozhu thought to herself, "Luckily, I came prepared. I used some precious medicinal herbs to enhance my internal strength, otherwise this place wouldn't make sense."

Ruan Mozhu felt relieved, as she had almost been ambushed herself. The man's martial arts skills seemed quite impressive, so if she had been ambushed, she would have been severely injured.

"An old man suddenly ambushed a junior like me. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the martial arts world if word gets out?" Ruan Mozhu felt that this person was quite powerful, and she was about to give up, but she couldn't show it. So she pretended to be very calm and composed. She had to play mind games.

Hearing Ruan Mozhu's words, the old man looked up and laughed, saying, "I'm an old man, what am I afraid of? But you, young man, look quite young, yet you dare to take this risk. So, I'll give you some pointers." He seemed to be taking advantage of his age to make things difficult for Ruan Mozhu. Ruan Mozhu felt that this man was simply being unreasonable and utterly illogical.

She thought to herself that she was about to give up, and with a push from the old man's internal force, Ruan Mozhu was thrown down.

"Ah!" Ruan Mozhu fell down. This old man was so powerful; he actually defeated Ruan Mozhu so easily. Ruan Mozhu had no choice but to lie on the ground, looking truly humiliated.

Unexpectedly, she was challenged and defeated as soon as she arrived. Ruan Mozhu felt helpless. After all, what could she do? She could only blame herself for her poor martial arts skills and had no one else to blame.

Others had practiced martial arts for so many years, while she had only practiced for a year. It was normal for her to be defeated in one move. It was just that she was unwilling to accept it. Ruan Mozhu slowly got up, her eyes filled with resentment. Blood was coming from the corner of her mouth. Her subordinates ran over to help her up, but she stubbornly refused to let them say anything. She just slowly got up by herself, her eyes full of resentment as she looked at the old man and said, "What kind of hero bullies the younger generation?"

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes shining brightly. She was once so stunningly beautiful, yet now she was so utterly destitute.

Her dress was beautiful, but it looked so white on the floor that she resembled a fairy who had fallen to earth.

"I was never a hero." The old man slowly landed, his eyes full of smugness, as if defeating Ruan Mozhu was a glorious thing. Ruan Mozhu suddenly hated this old man who showed no respect for the elderly and children. Bullying the weak, is this the style of martial arts people? Then she would be like him too. Why should he bully her like that?

"Alright then, don't blame the junior for being impolite." Ruan Mozhu suddenly struck a strange pose, and the hidden arrow in her sleeve was launched. The poisoned arrow, carrying a powerful yin energy, rushed forward. Ruan Mozhu aimed her eyes at the old man and fired three more arrows in quick succession. She then flew forward and fired another arrow with her internal energy at the man.

The old man was initially dismissive, but gradually he realized the overwhelming force of the attack and had no choice but to fight back. However, another wave of arrows targeted his weak points, such as his knees or heart. He dodged several times, but still couldn't avoid them and was hit in the knee. He was forced to kneel on one knee due to the pain and the spread of the poison.

"You...you used a poisoned arrow!" His eyes were filled with rage, as if he wanted to tear Ruan Mozhu to pieces. The expression on his face clearly showed the potency of the poison, so he was also very scared, as if he had never encountered this kind of poison before and did not know what to do.

The surrounding martial arts practitioners also felt that Ruan Mozhu had gone too far, so they stepped forward and said, "Pavilion Master of Zhuqing Pavilion, aren't you being far too ruthless? He's just an old man, why go to such lengths to deal with him?" Some self-proclaimed righteous masters also stood up to speak for the old man, all appearing to be upright and honest, but how could Ruan Mozhu believe them?

"He who attacked me will have to pay the price. Besides, he's just taking advantage of his age to bully a newcomer. What, you wanted to give me a hard time? Too bad you've bitten off more than you can chew." Ruan Mozhu felt particularly relieved looking at the old man lying on the ground. After all, he had treated her so badly at first. Now, he was lying down, too weak to speak, and had no way to attack her.

Ruan Mozhu stood gracefully before the old man, her skirt looking extremely elegant and beautiful. She gently squatted down, looking at the old man up close.

"You poisonous woman!" he gritted his teeth, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets. Unfortunately, he no longer had the ability to stand up. Ruan Mozhu had shot him in the knee, so he could forget about getting up again.

Ruan Mozhu suddenly laughed, her eyes brimming with amusement. "I am a poisonous woman, so what? Didn't you still want to bully me? I, Poisonous Mozhu, am not someone to be trifled with. Old man, I hope you won't judge a book by its cover next time. Goodbye, I'm off to the martial arts tournament, haha." Ruan Mozhu's hearty laughter became everyone's nightmare. From then on, the name Poisonous Mozhu would resound throughout the martial arts world.

Ruan Mozhu was very satisfied with the result. Who told this old man to bully her? She wanted to be someone others were afraid of, otherwise they would all come to bully her. It was really too hateful.

Ruan Mozhu slowly walked up, with Xue'er walking quietly behind. Sure enough, the princess was capable; otherwise, she wouldn't have come to participate in this martial arts tournament. This old man was too despicable; he wanted to defeat the princess and show off because she was young. What a pity.

The princess is not someone to be trifled with; this was Xue'er's true thought.

As Xue'er passed by the old man, she merely snorted coldly. She opened the small porcelain bottle in her hand and threw something at the old man, who suddenly began to writhe on the ground in even greater pain. He looked extremely distressed, and his cries of agony were terrifying on the road.

Many people wanted to stand up for the old man, but looking at the weapon in Du Mo's hand, it was probably a martial arts artifact. It was too powerful. Its speed, toxicity, and strength were all unparalleled. Moreover, they hadn't noticed any weapons on her at first. This thing that could fire small arrows was really portable and seemed very convenient.

In every aspect, it is superior to bows and crossbows. Although she is a woman, she possesses such a powerful weapon. No wonder she was so confident in participating in the martial arts tournament. It is ironic, considering that the old man was the one who bullied others first, but he did not expect that others would be more powerful and ruthless than him, directly crippling the old man's leg.

At first, these martial arts practitioners only stepped forward to put on an act. Now that Du Mo is gone, they don't need to pretend anymore. It's best for them to protect themselves. That's how the martial arts world is; everyone is just protecting themselves. Who has the spare energy to protect others in this cutthroat world? That's enough.

So they all left. The old man, who had initially thought that this person who pitied him would be his savior and wanted to ask them for help, found that no one paid him any attention or even came up to ask him a question. As soon as the poisonous woman left, they followed her away. This world is truly laughable. The old man could only lie on the ground, sighing, regretting, and weeping incessantly.

He had come to the martial arts tournament in style, thinking he had mastered the skills and wanted to show off. He randomly chose a junior to practice against and make a name for himself, but he never expected that the junior would be so formidable. Not only did he fail to defeat the junior, but he also lost his reputation and even lost his leg. It's really laughable, considering his age. He thought he was the best in the martial arts world, but what happened in the end? It's infuriating.

Ruan Mozhu just walked on her own. Of course, she knew that the people around her were pointing and whispering about her, but what could she do? She couldn't just give up being a person because others were pointing and whispering about her, and just hide in her room all day, refusing to come out or see anyone. Wouldn't that be great?

As Ruan Mozhu climbed up, she felt as if the blow had almost knocked her down; it was incredibly painful. Fortunately, she managed to hold on. Ruan Mozhu quickly swallowed a precious medicinal pill to calm her blood and qi. Otherwise, if her blood and internal energy had surged up all at once, she would have almost vomited blood. In this situation, she had to appear even stronger and not vomit blood or show any weakness. She liked to show off and wanted to display her strength to others.

Su'er saw that Ruan Mozhu was swaying and was afraid that she would suddenly collapse. After all, that wouldn't do. She was the entire Zhuqing Pavilion, and she couldn't be hurt.

Xue'er quickly supported Ruan Mozhu from behind, and Ruan Mozhu felt a continuous flow of internal energy entering her body, making her feel extremely comfortable. She quickly regained her senses and thought to herself, "Damn it, that old man's strength is not weak. I'm really injured now, with internal injuries."

She feared she wouldn't be able to participate in the martial arts tournament later. Although her hidden arrows were very powerful, she was also injured. After all, her body wasn't strong, and it seemed quite remarkable that she had managed to hold on until now. Ruan Mozhu now only wanted to see Xiao Hua and Du Xin, hoping that would allow her to heal her injuries.

Ruan Mozhu wouldn't let anyone think she was injured, so that they would think that Zhuqing Pavilion was easy to bully. So she endured it all the way to the top of the mountain, where there was a very wide platform with various sects standing on one side. Ruan Mozhu immediately saw Xiao Hua and the others.

This book is sourced from Kanshuwang.