Mo Family, Heavenly Suppressing Clan's Training (Part 1)

'Just one...'

_Pak!_ "The timing of your swings are too large!"

'One... just one, please!'

_Pak! Pak!_ "Do not attack blindingly!"

'Please... just one hit...'

_Pak!_ "Before you strike, be sure that you have something to follow it!'

'I'm... I'm not giving up'

_Pak!_ "I told you already, your swings are too wide!"

'...'

_Pak!_ "Just tell me whenever you want to give up!"

'...'

_Pak!_ "Why are you moving forward without thinking first?"

It had been four hours already, Mo Xie and Shang Ting had been practicing non-stop.

Shang Ting's once smooth and fair skin are not bruised everywhere, there are even drops of blood on some of it.

The Disciples and Elders saw this scene, they are currently having mixed feelings.

First, they are pitying Shang Ting to the maximum, it had been so long, but Mo Xie is not even giving her an inch, a chance to strike, beads of sweat with a hint of blood kept dropping at the ground every time there's an exchange between them.

Second is... Mo Xie... he has not moved a single step from his location ever since they had started, not a single step...

A fight between a cultivator, 8-star bronze ranked practitioner, fighting a mere mortal, yet the cultivator couldn't even do a thing, using her full strength to fight since the beginning.

One already knows, as soon as a person becomes a cultivator, one's strength and physical capabilities body are improving the same time as the cultivation heightens, breaking the limits of a mortal's body, and transcending to power step by step.

Yet, what they are seeing is something extremely shocking, a mortal is beating a cultivator effortlessly.

_Pak!_ A sound that felt like a thunderclap from the heaven was heard.

Shang Ting's body flew upward with blood spurting out of her mouth.

"That's enough, rest for today." Mo Xie looked at Shang Ting, he then sighed as he walks closer.

_Swish!_ Something swift sounded, Mo Xie moved slightly.

The blade almost reached his face.

Shang Ting slowly stood up as she looked at Mo Xie: "Just... one more hit..."

Mo Xie sighed, as he moved closer again.

"Hmmf!" He picked up Shang Ting and spoke: "Wuhan, prepare, once I get back, you are next."

Shang Ting in his arm still has a slightly opened blurry eyes, signifying one thing, she had already lost her consciousness.

Mo Xie smiled; 'Silly girl... I already told you, a wish from me is something that is extremely hard to get.'

Mo Xie then walks towards the mansion, to lay Shang Ting to a bed and treat her injuries.

Meanwhile, everyone is looking at Elder Wuhan, like looking at a poor soul.

"Why... Master... Why me?" Wuhan shook, remembering the fast strokes in each of Mo Xie's swings.

He couldn't even see them sometimes, would he even have a chance?

"Ahh, Senior Brother Wuhan, I wish you all the good luck in this World." Zedong patted Wuhan's shoulder.

Jiahao nodded as he added: "You will definitely need a huge amount of luck, Senior Brother Wuhan."

"Senior Brother Wuhan, Stay strong, we know you can do it." Yijun patted Wuhan's other shoulders too.

Lingxin sighed as he made a 'You can do it' victory sign and spoke: "Don't worry, Senior Brother, you won't die."

"You... You four! You Traitors!" Wuhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it's like his four junior brothers are leaving him to die already.

At this moment, Mo Xie made his way back: "Yijun, Jiahao, Zeodong, Lingxin, the four of you are next, be sure to prepare yourselves."

Hearing Mo Xie's words, all four of them shuddered; us too? isn't senior brother Wuhan enough?

Mo Xie looked at Wuhan and spoke: "Bring forth all of your power, but you are not permitted to use skills, just pure martial arts, enhance your physical strength, movements, and sense."

"Yes, Patriarch!" Wuhan at the get-go immediately unleashed all of his powers.

"HAAAAA!" Wuhan shouted as he started to brandish his sword towards Mo Xie.

"..." Everyone looked at Wuhan, will he be able to hit the Patriarch even once?

_Pak!_

_Pak! Pak!_

_Pak! Pak! Pak! Pak!_

An hour had passed, Wuhan who has superior power compared to Shang Ting is already down, he looked like a dead frog on all fours. >|o

"......" Everyone looked at Wuhan as they sighed.

Well, the other four are shuddering, trembling at this moment, they knew something, they couldn't even laugh at Wuhan, because... they are next.

"You four, come together." Mo Xie is rushing, it already is midnight, and he needs to go to sleep, he needs a proper sleep and mental stability tomorrow, or else, the procedure of curing his body will be delayed.

"Yes, Patriarch!" The four at least have it easier... is what they thought.

_Pak! Pak! Pak! Pak!_

Every time they surrounded Mo Xie, they felt like they could at least hit him once, but an hour later.

All the disciples looked at Mo Xie's figure that is heading back to the mansion, also at the five elders on the ground. >|o >|o >|o >|o >|o

All five of them are lining up as they sleep unconsciously at the ground.

"Our poor Masters..." Their disciples wept as they covered the five with blankets.

"Okay every, let us all go to sleep today! Tomorrow is another day!" The eldest amongst the disciples shouted.

"Yes!" Everyone bowed as they headed back to their respective places.

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Mo Xie is currently on his room, tending on the injuries in Shang Ting's body.

"Don't worry, once you get used to my speed, there is nobody under the gold ranked practitioner that can match you in this City, even if you are only a brone ranked practitioner."

Just as Mo Xie finished speaking, Shang Ting's lips arched into a smile, like she had heard what he had just said.

"Silly girl." Mo Xie spoke as he applied more remedies in Shang Ting's injuries before going to bed himself.

(Sorry, finished this one with 1k+ words)

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Authors Note:

Pardon me for the grave mistakes I had committed on chapter 2, I'm using a small phone, with no correction or anything with my huge fingers, so I'd like to ask for forgiveness to those people that are criticizing me.

I don't really think much of it, but if you guys think that those two words are such an issue, kindly point it out, I will immediately correct it, also, in the future, kindly point it out, without laughing, did you guys know... that you've destroyed my inspiration to write today? my Aim is to make at least 10 chapters today.

Do you guys know what's the inspiration of an Author here in webnovel?

#1 is money of course, but hey, do you guys think, that WEBNOVEL is paying us any cent? Here's the thing, as a person that has 3 to 5 hours of sleep a day just to give my readers some chapters on weekdays, do you think I have the time to read everything again? I tried to, sometimes, but due to the blurring of my eyes due to lack of sleep, I couldn't even check it properly.

You are demanding perfection, from a free Author, I am demanding nothing, yet you guys criticize me, is it that fun? to do so? to break an Author's will just like that for two little letters? I'm extremely sorry then, I'm not a perfect human being.

Especial note to:

JackSphere & Matt: They wants a ruthless sadistic MC that will bow to no one, rudeness in face of kindness, showing enmity to the people that helps him, if you guys want it too, tell me, I can do so.

Well, I'm not gonna call out to those people that says there are a lot of misspelled words, which I only found two.

#2 is comments, your comments, every single one of them, I always read them, I usually go back to chapter one again, to like those comments, making me feel inspired to write some more, I'm also getting some ideas from them from time to time(I did it on SMS though, not here.)

#3 Powerstones and reviews, these things are the only driving force us "FREE AUTHORS" have other than the two above, why? because we think that we're making people happy, we felt satisfied with you readers are having fun reading our novels.

"I only started writing this novel in less than 2 weeks, so I don't really know what you guys want? I'm trying to deliver quantity with quality of some sort, yet you guys still pick on the most little things. I wrote 50k+ words in less than two weeks, can I even identify those two letters out of the millions I had typed? I don't get it, why do you guys make the simplest things big? just point it out, I will correct it, why do you guys need to laugh at it?

There are two quotes I want to write here:

1st: Out of the million things that you did right, they will only see the single mistake you did.

2nd: A Self absorb person can only see the faults of others, but they are often color blind of their own.

Thank you, I think this will b e my last chapter for today, and sorry for pressing R instead of D, I have huge fingers, maybe you guys can buy me a PC or Laptop, that would help a lot, I can't afford Grammarly(Premium) that fixes my mistakes automatically, sorry, poor person here, just want to bring people smile while reading my novel, I just hope you guys will forgive me for being imperfect.

And sorry for this whining part, sincerely~ :\

Last question, do you guys want a Ruthless MC? like the ones that those two are implying to? please answer.