The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 990 - 989: Senior Mo Fan, Lu Mian is secretly learning your moves!

Chapter 990: Chapter 989: Senior Mo Fan, Lu Mian is secretly learning your moves!

Mo Fan clutched his injured arm and looked up to see Xiao Qimo’s mocking smile.

He was incredulous: "Master Mo, what happened to you?"

His heart was a bit hurt.

Was it his illusion, or did he feel like Master Mo was looking at him as if enjoying a joke?

Xiao Qimo calmly put away his expression.

Lu Mian didn’t notice him, just stared at the scar on Mo Fan’s arm and shook her head, "Lost the fight?"

"No..." Mo Fan was quite concerned about saving face, and quickly explained in front of Lu Mian, "I had a draw with Du Xiaofu, he also got an arm injured, and left with his group of mercenaries dejectedly."

But Du Xiaofu said he would come again tomorrow.

Mo Fan felt troubled deeply.

They couldn’t beat them away, couldn’t negotiate, surely they couldn’t really let them search the Chixia Sect, could they?

"Doesn’t your Sect Master and his wife do anything about it?" Lu Mian asked nonchalantly.

"The Madam is now seven months pregnant, the Sect Master is paying extra attention, accompanying her every moment..." no time to deal with these matters.

Mo Fan said up to here, quietly glanced at Lu Mian.

If only he had half of Miss Lu’s skills, he could directly make Du Xiaofu kneel and call him ’daddy.’

Or maybe, next time he could ask Miss Lu to take action?

With a little plan in mind, Mo Fan looked up again to see the faint coldness and mockery at the corner of Xiao Qimo’s mouth.

"Master Mo?"

"On this trip down the mountain, did you encounter anyone especially curious about this matter?"

Team Two had taken up the task, and they were destined to make a trip to the Chixia Sect; by tracing the source, he could naturally identify the other party.

Mo Fan shook his head, then pointed at the two people opposite.

"Only the two of you asked me about this matter."

Xiao Qimo: ...

Lu Mian: ...

"I was just concerned about you."

"I was just concerned about you."

Their voices almost rang out in unison, Mo Fan looked at his Master Mo and then at Lu Mian, his fragile heart of glass almost melted by the touch.

The pain in his arm faded, and he felt invigorated.

"Master Mo, Miss Lu, you two are too kind to me."

Xiao Qimo: ...

Lu Mian: ...

Lu Mian clearly knew that things couldn’t remain stalemated, and she couldn’t just watch the silly, fragile-hearted Mo Fan getting hurt, so she lazily got up from the lawn, "Let’s change places, I’ll teach you a couple of new moves."

Mo Fan’s eyes lit up.

But Xiao Qimo was staring at Lu Mian’s injured right hand, not having the chance to ask her how it got hurt, and spoke out of concern first.

"No, you mustn’t make a move again."

Lu Mian playfully kicked the lawn, "Fine, I’ll just guide from the side."

Thus, the military training for the Applied Physics class’s afternoon came to an end.

Everyone: Trained for nothing.

Soon, the news of the early rest for the Applied Physics class spread quickly throughout the entire grade.

Everyone was immensely envious of them.

And Lu Yutian of the Elite Class, upon learning this news, listened to the envious discussions from the surrounding classmates and intentionally sought an opportunity to show off in front of them.

During the break, she went alone to the instructor’s side.

"Instructor, you’ve seen everyone training all day, isn’t it time to let them rest?" She thought Xiaoyang and her grandfather would have definitely mentioned her name when pulling strings.

Standing up to offer some suggestions, she thought the other party would surely agree without hesitation.

But to her surprise, the instructor turned to look at her with an indifferent gaze, rejecting her with an extremely cold attitude, "Am I the instructor, or are you?"

The remark left Lu Yutian blushing fiercely.

Mainly because the other party was a disciple of the Chixia Sect, inherently underestimating females, regardless of who the female was.

Moreover, the instructor didn’t even know Lu Yutian.

"Instructor." Lu Yutian held her temper, specifically explaining, "I’m Lu Beihua’s granddaughter, my grandfather must have instructed you."

"Your grandfather?" The other party looked puzzled, "What instructions, I have no idea!"

"...But this afternoon you..."

"That has nothing to do with you! I’m already lenient to you, stop being unreasonable!"

Lu Yutian returned with a gloomy face, her attempts at networking failed, and she was mocked, though fortunately, her classmates didn’t hear what she said to the instructor. She sat alone in silence, pondering how this came to be.

Did grandfather not clarify things with the people from the Chixia Sect?

——

Mo Fan, ignoring his pain, led Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo to a small, deserted training ground.

After they left, several instructors exchanged silent glances.

They had been secretly watching Lu Mian.

Finding that Lu Mian did know Mo Fan only confirmed their suspicions.

It’s always easier for acquaintances to secretly learn techniques!

Someone quietly sent a text message to Jiu Ping, who was recovering from his injuries, reporting the situation promptly.

On Lu Mian’s side, at the training ground, she casually demonstrated a new ultimate move to Mo Fan, the kind meant to kill with one strike.

No fancy movements, the intent was to take a life in one blow.

After the demonstration, Lu Mian calmly said, "When you spar with the opponent again, you should be able to gain a slight edge."

Mo Fan was so moved he almost wanted to kneel and accept her as his master, but seeing Master Mo’s disapproving expression, he momentarily quelled the thought.

"When Du Xiaofu comes again tomorrow, watch me smash his head!" Mo Fan felt that with Lu Mian backing him, his confidence soared.

"Du Xiaofu..."

Lu Mian murmured the name with an ambiguous smile.

"This name is really taken quite casually," she said.

Both she and Xiao Qimo sat on the steps of the training ground, while Mo Fan practiced the moves below.

Unnoticed, more than half an hour had passed.

Mo Fan mastered the movement essentials, but he still needed to enhance his training, to practice the explosive force and fluidity of the moves, and integrate them into actual combat.

Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo agreed he didn’t need more supervision, so arm in arm, they left first.

Just as they left, Jiu Ping, leaning on a crutch and with a plaster cast, hobbled over to the small training ground.

Mo Fan put away the ultimate move with a blank face and asked with concern, "What happened?"

Jiu Ping immediately started recounting everything in detail to Mo Fan, ending with a deep breath and tentatively asking, "Senior Mo Fan, is Lu Mian your apprentice?"

Mo Fan was startled, quickly looking around to see if Lu Mian was still present.

"How could that be!" He thought he was nowhere near qualified to be Miss Lu’s mentor!

Craziness!

But to Jiu Ping, Mo Fan’s attitude was a denial of Lu Mian. Since they were not master and apprentice, Lu Mian had indeed clandestinely learned the martial art.

He said deeply, "Senior Mo Fan, you must be cautious of Lu Mian. Although I lost face under her hand today, I must mention it."

In his eyes, being defeated by Lu Mian was extremely humiliating and disgusting.

"That Lu Mian, I saw her moves, the ultimate move is exactly like yours!"

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