บท 272: Chapter 272 A Small Black Thing_1

Mo Huasong chuckled coldly: "I've placed a defense magical artifact on Mu Fanxuan, if anyone attacks her, they'll be attacked by my artifact."

"So it was your artifact that saved me just now?" Fanxuan's admiration for Huasong grew.

Huasong wasn't too bad after all, he had some skills. "I was wondering why Wu Xingchang and his men flew out by themselves."

Mo Huasong addressed his two female bodyguards: "It wasn't your fault, it was mine for being careless. Now, I'll help you increase your strength, straight to Innate Martial Arts. This way, ordinary people will not be your match anymore."

Mo Huasong saw that the two bodyguards were also seriously injured, but they still wanted to protect Fanxuan despite their condition, so he didn't blame them.

"Straight to Innate Martial Arts?" The bodyguard couldn't believe Mo Huasong's words.

How is that possible? Currently, they were only at the eighth Acquired stage, to advance to the ninth Acquired stage would generally take years.