"Yes!"
In the battle of seeking the Dao, if one still had to worry about life and death, if one's hands and feet were tied, and if one did not fully unleash one's full strength, how could one seek the Dao?
To seek the Dao, one needed to be sincere!
At least, that was what Wu Chou thought.
"Bastard Wu Chou, do I have a grudge against you? I just want to make a name for myself so that I can meet my mother-in-law. Do you have to be like this?"
Chu Yang was already cursing in his heart, and he fully activated the Three Character Classic.
However, it was useless. In the process of waiting for his answer, Wu Chou's aura rose sharply and became more and more shocking.
Bang, bang, bang!
His heart beat violently, and his eyelids twitched wildly. He sensed great danger, and he even smelled the scent of death.
"I admit defeat!"
After a few moments of hesitation, Chu Yang said these three words with difficulty. He did not want to die, nor did he want Wu Chou to die. There was no need to go to this step at all.
It was not that he did not know the difficulty of seeking the Dao, nor was it that he did not dare to face the dangers, but he felt that it was not worth it — he did not need to go to this step. There was an endless and wide path in front of him, and he did not even have enough time to comprehend it.
He did not need to seek the Dao!
"Do you think I care who the imperial examination champion is?" Wu Chou's expression did not change at all, and he said indifferently, "Even if you admit defeat, I will still attack!"
This battle was absolutely unavoidable!
Wu Chou's meaning was very clear, and it made the bitter smile on Chu Yang's face even more. Then, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Bastard, why are all the dead faces I meet like this? Is it wrong for me to be afraid of death?"
His spittle flew everywhere, and he was very agitated.
When the crowd saw this scene, they could not help but look at each other. Chu Yang actually said that he was afraid of death, and he seemed to hate this kind of battle very much.
"You should calm your mind!"
"Calm your bullsh * t!" Chu Yang roared. "Do I need to calm my mind to deal with a dead face like you? I can deal with you dead faces with a raise of my hand."
"I believe you!"
Wu Chou was about to draw his saber, scaring Chu Yang. He hastily shouted, "You believe my fart, this marshal is talking fart."
"You really don't need to calm down when facing me!"
"Bullsh * t, why don't I need to calm my mind!" Facing Wu Chou, Chu Yang naturally had to maintain his best condition. Otherwise, he would really be split in half and become the next Wu Ce.
At that time, he had no place to cry.
As he spoke, he was about to sit down cross-legged and settle his mind. He shook off all his frivolity and impulsiveness, and only by calming his mind would he be able to face Wu Chou with all his might.
However, at this moment, Wuchou made his move!
Wu Chou's left hand, which was gripping the handle of the knife, suddenly exerted force. Then, Chu Yang saw that the knife was already unsheathed.
Half of the blade was black, the other half was blood red!
Wu Chou unsheathed his saber and hacked down toward Chu Yang's midline. This saber was extremely fast. It was as if the saber was still in the scabbard, and it was already hacking at him.
Chu Yang was shocked. His nerves were like a drawn bow, and in an instant, they were pulled into a full moon. He was completely taut, and he could not care about anything else.
In the past, in such a situation, he would definitely say a few words of nonsense. However, at this time, he did not have such an opportunity, nor did he have the ability.
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