"Elder Hei, Mo Zhitao has not come out of the level 8 practice room." The person in charge of the practice room called Elder Hei.

"It seems that Mo Zhitao is not fond of fame. It is already very good to be able to hold on for two hours." Elder Hei said.

The person in charge said, "Hmph, I think he is just holding on to death. I guess he is lying on the ground and no longer practicing martial arts."

"But in that kind of place, even if you don't practice qigong, your energy will make people faint." Elder Hei said. "You have to keep a close eye on it. If Mo Zhitao can't hold on, you can rescue him."

"Okay, I will pay attention." The person in charge hung up the phone and walked inside. When he heard that Mo Zhitao was still practicing qigong inside, he retreated. You should know that this kind of place is full of energy boiling, and they cannot install monitors in such places, otherwise they will get worse.

So, only he came to check Mo Zhitao's situation. The person in charge just listened to Mo Zhitao's scene inside and flew outside immediately. In just a moment, he appeared outside the entrance of the cave.

If Mo Zhitao saw the skills of the person in charge here, he would be shocked. The strength of the person in charge is definitely above level 8.

Mo Zhitao felt that his meridians were getting more and more uncomfortable, and he was about to explode. There was no way he had to use the Yin and Yang Five Elements Needle, which was pierced in his body.

With their stalking, Mo Zhitao felt a little more comfortable. He hurriedly refined the energy in his body. However, the energy here was very strong. Not only did they surge into his body, but slowly, his body was filled with energy.

The head of the practice room went over to watch Mo Zhitao every hour, but Mo Zhitao was still practicing, and there were energy fluctuations inside. As he looked at him, he became annoyed. He didn't expect that Mo Zhitao could practice so long.

So the person in charge changed to see it once every two hours. After a few times, he became annoyed again and changed to see it once every three hours.

Elder Black and White in the villa was secretly surprised when he heard that Mo Zhitao was still practicing in it. "I didn't expect that Mo Zhitao had practiced in the eighth level practice room for a day." Elder Black said.

"Yes, no wonder his martial arts and medical skills are so high. It turns out that he works so hard. God rewards hard work, and there is no gain in this world for no reason." Elder Bai nodded and said.

"Let him continue to stare. If there is no fluctuation in the practice room, save Mo Zhitao and don't have any trouble." Elder Hei said.

Elder Bai shook his head and said, "Mo Zhitao is a little special. He seems to be very strong. Generally, there is no problem for others to beat him. I guess even if he is injured in practicing martial arts, nothing big happens."

"I hope so. I heard that Yantian Yijian from Japan will compete with Mo Zhitao, so that we will not lose face in China at that time," said the Black Elder.

"No, I heard that Liu Tian's martial arts face is only at the mid-level seventh level. Even if he is at the late stage of the seventh level, he will not be Mo Zhitao's opponent." Elder Bai said.

After Gu Dongzhen returned to the Martial Alliance, he told Elder Bai and the others what happened yesterday, so they also knew that Mo Zhitao's strength was already at the peak of level seven and almost reached level eight.

"Look, Mo Zhitao can stay in it for a day, which shows that his strength is very strong." Elder Black. Even some martial arts members who have just been promoted to level 8 would not dare to stay in the level 8 practice room for one day. Mo Zhitao can stay in it for a day unless he practices and stops, otherwise he will definitely not be able to stay for that long.

"It is said that gangs in some provinces and cities were attacked by others and suffered great losses. This is the case in Linhai Province. They found that it was from the Japanese people." Elder Bai said.

A glimmer of light flashed out of the black elder's eyes, "Hmph, it seems that the Chinese people who saw that we had not sent any masters over the years, they thought we were easy to bully. We wanted to send that hidden master to the provincial special service team and attack immediately if there was any situation."

"Yeah, that's all, otherwise we will suffer a great loss." Elder Bai said. "But last night, Mo Zhitao killed a lot of them. Some of them were Japanese, and some of them were Chinese."

"If the Chinese people don't teach them a lesson these days, they don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick." Elder Hei said. "We have some organizations in China, especially that one. As long as we find him, everything will be clear."

"Oh, it's not easy to talk about. It's hidden very deeply. Over the years, we have wanted to pull him out, but the ones we've found were his subordinates." Elder Bai sighed.

"The net of heaven is vast and sparse, and he cannot escape." Elder Black looked outside the villa coldly.

The energy in Mo Zhitao's practice room became stronger and stronger. Mo Zhitao didn't know how long he had practiced. He just felt that his meridians were getting less and less able to hold on. His meridians were like a balloon, slowly getting bigger.

Under normal circumstances, the larger his meridians, the higher his internal strength will be. However, in this case, he does not want the meridians to be so large. This is a sign that the energy is strong and he wants to break the meridians. He is afraid that if he is not careful, the meridians will be blown up, and he will be finished.

No, I will continue to work hard. Mo Zhitao gritted his teeth. Now is a good time to temper his body. As long as he is fine, he can persist for a while and get a little more benefits.

Ah, in the end, Mo Zhitao could no longer hold it back. He gave up practicing, then slowly stood up, took out the key and walked outside.

"Huh? Who is that?" The person in charge of the practice room was about to go over and see how Mo Zhitao practiced. If Mo Zhitao couldn't do it, he would drag him back. But unexpectedly, he saw a fat man coming out and he couldn't help asking.

"This is my key." Mo Zhitao threw the key to the person in charge and walked outside. Now he still has a lot of energy in his body. He wants to go out and absorb the energy here, so that his martial arts will be much stronger.

The person in charge looked at the key and shouted in surprise: "Oh my God, it turns out that you are Mo's master. Are you okay? Why are you so fat?" The person in charge did not know that this was Mo Zhitao's method of practicing martial arts. Mo Zhitao forced himself to hold his true energy and then sucked the energy for himself.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said nothing, he walked out directly.

Mo Zhitao walked to a place not far outside and sat down, and began to practice his Yin-Yang technique. He wanted to digest the energy in his body.

"Hey, your token." When the person in charge was about to chase him out, he found Mo Zhitao sitting there practicing. He understood that Mo Zhitao didn't want to waste that energy, he wanted to digest the energy in his body.

He was very hardworking. The person in charge thought in his heart. He picked up the phone and reported to Elder Hei, "Elder Hei, Mo Zhitao has come out. His body is very fat with energy. Now he is practicing martial arts outside to digest energy."

"Oh, I understand." Elder Black said with interest.

When Elder Hei talked about the situation to Elder Bai, Elder Bai said, "Mo Zhitao is an alternative. He relies on his excellent medical skills and can regulate his body, so he dared to put so much energy in his body."

When Mo Zhitao digested the energy in his body, his body also returned to his prototype. He stood up and stretched, and then walked towards the door of the practice room.

"My token." Mo Zhitao said. He did not forget that he still had tokens.

"Mo Master, you worked so hard. You practiced for two days." The person in charge threw the token to Mo Zhitao. Just now, he saw Mo Zhitao's body slowly getting smaller like a balloon leaking. No martial arts member has ever practiced like Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao smiled and said, "Haha, there is no way. I have poor martial arts skills and I am often bullied by others. I can't do it if I don't fight hard."

Mo Zhitao took the token and walked outside. He looked at the time. It was the third morning. He went to have breakfast and looked for Liu Tian Yijian.

Mo Zhitao came to the villa of the Medical Department, and the personnel immediately called out. "Mo Man, you are finally out."

"What do you mean?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"Mobi, you don't know. I heard that you stayed in the level 8 practice room for two days, and everyone was very surprised." Xiao An walked over and said.

Damn, there is no secret in this world. Mo Zhitao cursed in his heart. The first time he went to the level 8 practice room to practice, he was discovered by someone else.

"I'm not that great. I practice stopping, so I've been there for so long." Mo Zhitao said.

"Yes, others also said that this is the case for you." Xiao An said, slapped his head.

Mo Zhitao said: "Xiao An, your strength is in the late stage of Level 6. You should work harder to improve your martial arts to Level 7."

"As long as I have time, I will practice my skills." Xiao Andu said.

"When we go out today, don't follow us, stay here to practice." Mo Zhitao said.

Xiao An shook his head and said, "No, I will follow you out and you will have a position, so I can change to the seventh-grade practice pill."

"Okay, you can arrange your own affairs." Mo Zhitao said.

When Mo Zhitao came to the restaurant, some people stood up and greeted Mo Zhitao. Even the doctors from the medical group were respectful to Mo Zhitao. What happened in Linhai Province that day had spread.

It is said that Mo Zhitao's medical skills and martial arts are not worse than Gu Dongzhen, which surprised the people of the Ministry of Medical Affairs. However, Ning Ruoji explained the situation at that time very vividly, and there was nothing to doubt.

Although the competition here in Wumeng is fierce, everyone generally does not tell lies. Others are better than them, they will admit it.

Only He Shu felt that he was very miserable. Mo Zhitao clearly pretended to be a pig and a tiger. He lost the competition, but he lost more than 30,000 points, which made him very painful. So, He Shu lowered his head and ate breakfast, as if he didn't notice Mo Zhitao's arrival.

"Everyone, have breakfast, don't be polite to me." Mo Zhitao said.

"Mo Bu, please tell us a few words." A doctor said sincerely to Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao waved his hand and smiled, "I have nothing to say. If you have anything to say, Minister Gu Dongzhen will say it to you."

"Mo Bu, you'd better tell us a few words. Everyone likes to hear you." Ning Ruoji said to Mo Zhitao.
Chapter completed!