A Martial Saint in Two Years—and You Say It Was All Hard Work?
Chapter 133

Die, You Bastards!

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Mo Yun withdrew his fists and stood still, a sharp gleam flashing through his eyes.

"With my improved Bone Root and comprehension, my progress with the Nameless Fist Technique has sped up dramatically. At this rate, I'll only need about four months to break through!"

"The future looks bright!" Mo Yun could not stop the corners of his mouth from lifting.

Just then, however, he faintly heard voices coming from next door.

His expression sharpened. Without further hesitation, Mo Yun immediately closed his eyes and focused, beginning to resonate with the mystic energy particles drifting through the air.

After breaking through to middle dark force and adding more points to his life value, his sensitivity to these energy particles had reached a new height.

Now, using them as a medium for his perception, the results were far better than before.

In an instant, the voices in the neighboring room became crystal clear.

It was not just sound. Mo Yun could even vaguely "see" the scene inside the neighboring room.

There were three figures.

One was of average build, with a handsome but somewhat frivolous face. He was talking while fastening his belt. It was his cousin, Mo Fan.

Another was burly, with a cold, stern face and an air of arrogance from head to toe. He was the middle dark force expert they called Senior Brother Lu.

The last was a disheveled woman sprawled limply on the bed, presumably Miss Ruyan.

Although their outlines were still somewhat blurry, he could already make out their general shapes and movements.

"This is pretty impressive. It's almost like a radar scan with 3D modeling..." A flash of delighted surprise crossed Mo Yun's eyes.

Although he could now use dark force to sense movements in the neighboring room, the results could not possibly be

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