Chapter 24. Berate!

 Just as Yun Tianxiao made up his mind ...

 The disciples who were crowding around him had gathered around. Because of the number of people who came yesterday, Li Yang had specially prepared more cutlery today.

 This was to make it easier for the disciples queuing up to get their food quickly.

 Some disciples in front of him moved forward simultaneously as they picked up bowls, chopsticks, and scoped rice into the wooden bowls.

 It was because they were well prepared and there were too many people today.

 No disciple wanted to fight less so that they could line up for one more round. They could only try to fill their bowls with more rice, even if it was just one more mouthful.

 They saw a tall disciple taking advantage of his broad fat body to secretly 'Squeeze' the disciples next to him, picked up two spoons with both hands, and put the bowl on the table.

 Then, he filled the rice spoon to the brim and pressed it tightly into the bowl.

 After the disciple finished his meal, the two people behind him rushed over and scooped up the rice with a spoon each.

 Although they didn't have the same strength as the disciple just now.

 They could directly stuff two bowls of rice into one bowl without breaking the bowl, but these two people naturally had their ways.

 It was as if they had discussed it beforehand.

 After each of them filled a bowl of rice, they immediately inserted the chopsticks in their hands into the bowl. The two chopsticks were like a tilted fence.

 After that, the two of them continued to scoop rice.

 Although when he finally left with the bowl, the rice in the bowl kept shaking like a dangerous building.

 However, it still filled nearly two bowls.

 The other disciples' eyes lit up when they saw them laughing.

 "Wait! I came here first; I'll go first!"

 "Why? We came here together!"

 "That's right; I'll be the first to go!"

 "Are you guys trying to stir up trouble?"

 Just as everyone was about to follow suit and prepare to serve the same amount of rice.

 Beside a wooden bucket, a few disciples were quarreling with bowls.

 Fortunately, everyone knew Li Yang's rules, so they only argued a little and lowered their voices as much as possible.

 However, even if they couldn't act like they usually did and decide who was stronger and weaker, they could still determine who the item belonged to.

 However, these disciples were all cultivators in the Qi refinement realm.

 Besides cultivating cultivation techniques, he had also learned some rather powerful martial arts.

 After all, at this stage of the Qi cultivation realm, the power of tempering the body was no weaker than the magic formula released by the not-so-abundant spiritual Qi.

 Thus, under everyone's gaze and urging. A few of them seemed to have reached a consensus. The first disciple, who was strongest, suddenly made a move. His palm seemed to have no bones in it. It was like a snake's tongue stretching toward the wooden barrel.

 The other disciple did not move.

 However, his arm suddenly extended by a length, like an ape picking wild fruits in the forest.

 The two of them started fighting.

 How could the disciples at the side hold back? They all squeezed over, one after another. Their goal was obvious. They all wanted to grab the rice spoon.

 Of course, even though he had already used a martial technique. These disciples' movements were still within a specific range, and they were cautious not to knock over the table before them.

 If he knocked down the table, he would be unable to eat.

 Even the eyes of the disciples behind them were red from waiting!

 The few of them exchanged a few moves quickly.

 One of the disciples was the first to lose and was temporarily pushed to the back.

 After the other disciples fought for a while, the two people standing in the middle took advantage of their higher cultivation and stronger strength to break the other disciples' martial skills.

 "Junior brothers, thank you for letting me win."

 "Don't worry; we won't finish the rice. You can wait a little longer."

 One of the winning disciples seemed to be very proud of himself. He picked up his spoon and bowl, smiled, and said to the others.

 "Do you think the martial technique you used just now was exquisite?"

 At this moment.

 The disciple suddenly heard an old but energetic voice coming from behind him.

 "It can't be considered exquisite, but it's just hard work and practice."

 "I ..."

 This person wasn't being modest, but before he could finish speaking, the rice spoon in his hand disappeared inexplicably and hit the back of his head.

 "Hmph, diligent and hardworking?"

 At this moment, Yun Tianxiao held the spoon in his hand and looked at his disciple in disdain.

 "If you want me to say it, there are only four words."

 "How rude!"

 As he spoke, Yun Tianxiao put the spoon aside. Without even looking at the furious disciple, he casually reached out his hand as if pinching something out of thin air.

 Before everyone could recover from their shock.

 The wooden bucket suddenly shook.

 A ball of egg-fried rice rose from the wooden barrel and fell into the bowl Yun Tianxiao was holding.

 "This!"

 A disciple closest to the wooden bucket subconsciously looked into it and immediately turned back to look at Yun Tianxiao as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

 "What's wrong?"

 The others were also amazed. They hurried forward to take a look and immediately gasped.

 In the wooden bucket that was half a person's height, the remaining half of the bucket of egg-fried rice was now just a thin layer of rice!

 Yun Tianxiao's gentle clench of his hand earlier ...

 It had compressed the half-filled bucket of egg-fried rice into a small bowl!

 "Hiss!"

 Although these disciples could not understand how Yun Tianxiao did it, it did not prevent them from seeing how profound the older man's cultivation base was!

 "You ... Who are you?"

 "What's the matter?" another disciple asked cautiously as he hurriedly moved to the side when he saw Yun Tianxiao shifting his gaze.

 "Hmph," he snorted.

 Yun Tianxiao could not be bothered with these 'Unfilial disciples' and was about to leave with his bowl.

 "Senior, please wait!"

 At this moment, a disciple finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He stood up and bowed respectfully. "Senior's cultivation is naturally profound; we are far inferior."

 "However, isn't it too much for Senior to bully us just because you have superior methods?"

 "This is Junior Brother Li's shop, not ..."

 "And not what?"

 "All of you don't even think about improving. Some ordinary things have made you forget to return and do your daily cultivation homework. Have you had enough vitality?"

 "In a martial arts battle with a fellow disciple, in the end, you still have to rely on being older and stronger to win."

 "Don't you know how to spell 'embarrassing'?"

 "You still dare to question me? Why don't you ask yourself why you only know the benefits of having a high cultivation level now? "

 "If you had worked harder, would you still be worried about a mere bowl of rice?"

 After a round of harsh scolding, everyone was left speechless.

 Only then did Yun Tianxiao leave with the bowl in satisfaction.