"Hmm?" Qian Mo keenly sensed a hostile aura, and when he turned around, he found that he was blocked behind him. A few familiar faces appeared in front of him. Aren't they the students from Xingluo Royal Academy during the day?
From the Xingluo Royal Academy, a tall young man who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old stepped forward and raised his hand towards Qian Mo.
"Hello, I am Luo Qinghan, the captain of the Xingluo Royal Academy's exchange team going to Douluo Continent this time."
After the incident on boarding the ship today, Luo Qinghan thought about it after returning. He recalled that Qianmo and his group took the initiative to provoke him when they boarded the ship, but they were frightened by their eyes and couldn't move. The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt. He was so angry that he immediately summoned the students of Xingluo Royal Academy to come and find Qianmo again.
Adhering to the principle of not hitting someone who smiles, Qian Mo smiled and said, "Hello, I am Qian Mo, the captain of the Shrek Academy's exchange team going to Xingluo Continent."
The two men stretched out their hands and shook hands. Qian Mo instantly felt a strong force coming from the other's palm, like an iron clamp.
Just doing these little tricks! Qian Mo's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his palm exerted a little force.
Luo Qinghan's face changed in an instant, turning extremely pale, because he felt that his palm, which was exerting force, was being squeezed as if it was caught in a meat grinder.
"Crunch, crunch" sounds were heard. These were the sounds produced by the bones in Luo Qinghan's hands constantly dislocating or even breaking.
Luo Qinghan clenched his teeth tightly, cold sweat broke out on his face, and he tried hard not to cry out, but the severe pain in his hand was unbearable.
"Let go, let go!" Luo Qinghan clenched his teeth and uttered a few words with all his strength, and kept pulling his hands back in an attempt to break free from Qian Mo's control.
The smile on Qian Mo's face remained unchanged, but the strength in his hands did not decrease at all.
If you want to do something, then do it. If you don't want to do it, then you have to stop. There is no such beautiful thing!
Luo Qinghan's body was slightly hunched over due to the pain and he was shaking constantly. His face turned red and he could hardly bear it any longer and was about to cry out.
But this is a dinner party, and it would be extremely embarrassing if he cried out in pain.
Seeing that Qian Mo would not let go, Luo Qinghan mobilized the soul power in his body and directed it to his hands. With the help of the soul power, the strength in his hands increased dramatically.
A golden light flashed across Qian Mo's eyes, and an even more vast and sacred aura flowed along Luo Qinghan's arm into Luo Qinghan's body, instantly and domineeringly sealing off the soul power in his body and suppressing it firmly in front of Luo Qinghan's horrified eyes.
"How is this possible?" Luo Qinghan's eyes were filled with fear, but it was instantly replaced by pain. At this moment, he listened to the "crunching" sound, and besides fear, he was filled with regret. Why did he come to provoke Qian Mo? Why did he provoke Shrek Academy because of his unhappiness?
If time could go back, he would definitely stay away from Qian Mo and Shrek Academy.
But unfortunately, he did not have the power of time and could not turn back time. He could only endure waves of severe pain coming from his hands, and he had no power to resist.
"Ah~" Luo Qinghan let out a low, pupil-throbbing moan, his legs trembling violently, and finally he could no longer support himself and fell directly to his knees on the ground.
Luo Qinghan's movement immediately made the other people in Xingluo Royal Academy realize that something was wrong. They wanted to go forward to check, but were stopped by Le Zhengyu and others and could not move forward.
Qian Mo looked around quietly and noticed that the movement here had attracted the attention of some people. It was just enough to teach Luo Qinghan a lesson, so he let go of Luo Qinghan's hand.
Luo Qinghan held the battered hand in his arms, his face distorted and full of pain.
Qian Mo leaned over and whispered in Luo Qinghan's ear: "Remember, in the future, when you try to be clever, make sure you know who your target is before you do anything tricky, or you'll end up in big trouble."
Qian Mo's voice sounded like the devil's whisper in Luo Qinghan's ears, causing Luo Qinghan's body to tremble uncontrollably. His eyes were filled with fear, and it seemed that this had left a shadow on the child.
Qian Mozhen stood up, walked forward, and coldly glanced at the students of Xingluo Royal Academy. He said calmly with an intimidating look, "Get out of the way, or you will end up like this captain."
The students of Xingluo Royal Academy looked at each other, but finally chose to make way and helped Luo Qinghan, who was kneeling on the ground.
Wu Zhangkong noticed the commotion here, walked over and asked coldly: "What happened?"
Qian Mo said calmly: "There was a little bug buzzing all the time, and I just took care of it."
Wu Zhangkong nodded, "Okay, you can handle these yourself."
Wu Changkong left and the dinner continued. This was the first dinner, so the diplomatic envoys from both sides were relatively conservative, and even few people entered the dance floor to dance.
The conversation was mainly focused on chatting, and everyone seemed to be very relaxed.
Soon, a special staff member sent out numbers, which each person had to stick on his or her chest to be used to select the best mini-games later.
"Our selection method is very simple. Each of the two delegations will select five respected people for the preliminary selection. After the preliminary selection, ten people will be selected for the best dressed man and woman, the most handsome man and woman, and the best dance partner. Then everyone will vote to select our final winner. I am not worried about the others, but we have too few dancers on the dance floor right now. Most of our two delegations are young people, and young people need vitality. Don't suppress your inner passion anymore. Come on, dance together!"
The host Sima Lanxiao's voice was full of temptation. At his suggestion, more people finally gathered on the dance floor.
"Can you dance?" A clear voice sounded beside Qian Mo.
Qian Mo turned his head and saw Lin Yuhan, who was wearing a light blue dress, coming to his side.
Qian Mo saw through Lin Yuhan's thoughts and declined, "Sorry, I already have a dance partner."
"Is it her?" Lin Yuhan forced a smile.
Qian Mo was stunned for a moment and asked, "She? Who?"
"It's the girl who came with you." Lin Yuhan said.
Qian Mo nodded calmly, "Yes, it's her."
Lin Yuhan looked gloomy and whispered, "Okay, I understand."
She also saw Gu Yuena. Even she felt inferior to her elf-like face.
Lin Yuhan turned and left, Qian Mo turned around and extended a gentlemanly hand to Gu Yuena who was waiting on the side.
"I wonder if I would be lucky enough to invite Ms. Gu Yuena to dance with me."
Gu Yuena's amethyst eyes were filled with smiles, and she slowly stretched out a hand and placed it in Qian Mo's hand.
"Okay, Mr. Qianmo."
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