At this moment, Bai Yixue was dumbfounded.
I was just a little wolf cub. I thought I was playing with a little sheep, but I didn't expect that the little sheep would turn into an adult tiger in a blink of an eye!
How could the wolf cub withstand the tiger's claw?!
Puff!
Bai Yixue was flung away like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the corner of the wall and rolling a few times. When he stood up, his head was still numb.
His eyes were wide open, he felt dizzy and dizzy as he mumbled, "I must be dreaming, having a nightmare …"
Yun Yang did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Dugu Chou's sudden slap was unreasonable and unstoppable, sending both the man and the sword flying.
"I say … Senior Dugu, what is going on? What are you playing at? "Yun Yang asked.
No matter how intelligent Yun Yang was, he would never have thought that Dugu Chou, with his status and cultivation, would actually restrain his Qi and set up a diversion to lure Bai Yixue into a fight. Such an act was no longer an unfair victory; it was a humiliation to one's status.
This was something that should not have happened.
What was Bai Yixue's identity? What was Dugu Chou's identity?
In spite of this, something that should not have happened had happened. Yun Yang was perplexed, but he was sure that there must be a reason behind it.
Dugu Chou was definitely not someone who would fool around like this!
Dugu Chou had already put Big Whitey down. Regaining its freedom, Big Whitey had already leaped into Yun Yang's embrace, but it was still in a state of shock, mewling incessantly as its tiny frame trembled in Yun Yang's embrace.
This time, Big Whitey was truly scared out of its wits.
If Big Whitey had initially been dissatisfied and unwilling to accept the outcome, it was long gone now. Especially when it had felt Dugu Chou's sudden attack at such a close distance, the shock had scared it out of its wits.
Compared to humans, as a high-tier Spirit Beast, Big White had a deeper understanding of the strength of the person who had captured it. Spirit Beasts had always been unconditionally subservient to powerful beings that they couldn't resist. Only by doing so would they have a chance to keep their lives. This was the natural selection of the fittest, and the most basic and indisputable logic was that the victor was the king!
"Kid, who's your master?" Dugu Chou did not answer Yun Yang directly. Instead, his gaze was trained on Bai Yixue who was struggling to get up.
"My master?" Bai Yixue was still dizzy; part of it was because he had been beaten, but the other part was because he was bewildered by the incident.
However, there was one thing he knew – the old man before him was a reclusive expert who was ridiculously powerful. He was on Jun Moyan's level, perhaps even more powerful than Jun Moyan!
'I've never f * cking seen someone this strong in my entire life, but I've even toyed with him like a monkey just now … 'Bai Yixue's head was buzzing.
"Yes, your master."
"My master is Xiao Shaoqing." Bai Yixue came to his senses slowly, feeling that something was amiss. "Senior, could it be that you know my master?"
"Hmph, it really is this bastard." Dugu Chou snorted, a trace of nostalgia and desolation on his face.
"Senior … senior … do you know my master?" Bai Yixue asked again, his tone turning even more abnormally respectful.
The flamboyant, domineering, and pretentious attitude earlier was long gone.
To Bai Yixue, anyone who was related to his master, even a stray dog or cat, had to be treated with respect, what more an expert like the one before him.
"Your master … Xiao Shaoqing … is my last disciple … Sigh …" Dugu Chou heaved a long sigh, his mood unusually low, his tone heavy with melancholy.
Disciple … was such a long time ago …
Then, the scene fell into a peculiar atmosphere of bewilderment once again.
Your master … is my last disciple?!
There was so much information in this!
Faced with such an explosive revelation, Yun Yang had set up a pot of tea under the pergola in the yard, chatting as they sipped on it.
Bai Yixue, on the other hand, was dumbfounded.
What? What did he mean? Was this old man his master's master?
Was he not the grandmaster then?
This … this …
"It looks like your master didn't tell you about me?" Dugu Chou understood at once. This child obviously did not understand the current situation at all.
"No, no, no. I've never heard my master mention anything about his master," Bai Yixue said respectfully.
At this moment, he could feel that the elder in front of him was speaking the truth.
"My master's sect has never been mentioned as well. I remember asking my master about it once … but I was beaten up by my master …" Bai Yixue said carefully.
"Xiao Shaoqing has a carefree nature and is especially narcissistic. He loves to be in the limelight and is a glutton for alcohol. He's unreliable and unreliable. Back then, I thought that he was just a young man and would be fine after some time but looking at your swordsmanship now, especially your way of doing things, I can say that you're his disciple. You're practically carved from the same mold. There's no doubt that you're the inheritor of his legacy … "
Dugu Chou said impatiently, "Not only is he unreliable, but the disciple he taught is just as unreliable … A crooked stick will have a crooked shadow. This old man's face has been completely disgraced by the both of you!"
Bai Yixue was exasperated. Master's master, you're demoting him again and again!
He had to admit that his narcissism and pretentiousness had indeed been inherited from his master.
Recalling his master's habit of admiring himself in the mirror every morning before he went to the toilet, Bai Yixue was exasperated. 'Actually, I'm far worse than my master …'
"Dugu, why haven't I heard that you have such a strange disciple?" Ling Xiaozui asked with interest in his eyes, "I remember that you only had one disciple who disappeared a long time ago. Now, a last disciple has popped out of nowhere … "
Dugu Chou sighed and said, "I had three disciples back then. My eldest disciple, Shangguan Jing, was my chosen successor but he fell into a grudge with Hall of Riding Wind by chance and was ambushed by three hundred experts from Hall of Riding Wind at Black Mountain. Not even his bones were left …"
"No wonder no one knew how Hall of Riding Wind had angered you when you massacred everyone from Hall of Riding Wind back then … So this is the truth," Feng Xiange said.
Back then, Dugu Chou had dominated the world but it was rare for him to go on such a killing spree. That time, however, he had killed a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, sparing no one.
After that, he had declared in the martial world, "Whoever is willing to stand up for Hall of Riding Wind, just tell me your name. No matter who it is, no matter what force it is, I'll accept it. "
His words silenced the entire martial world. As for Hall of Riding Wind, it was a taboo in the martial world, no one dared mention it. What if I said it and Dugu Chou thought that I was an accomplice of Hall of Riding Wind and came looking for me?
As a result, the matter had become an unsolved case in the martial world.
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