"In any case, I don't think he has a chance." Yan Xiangma said aloud. "I don't know what kind of luck he had to seriously injure the God of Sword of West Wind, Mu Yubai. However, I suspect that there were masters of the Lu Family who were present to help. The old man of the Lu Family was stationed at the frontier for a long time. He has more than one hundred generals and millions of soldiers. And I heard that there are 'three souls and seven spirits' around him. These ten people are his core group of guards. No one has seen them, but each of them has a profound cultivation base and profound martial arts. They are rare masters in the world. "
"If there were these people to help, it would make sense for Li Muyang to defeat Mu Yubai. Otherwise, with just one year of cultivation, how could he have done such a thing? Even if he went to Starry Sky Academy, even if Starry Sky Academy is as magical as the legends say, and has the ability to turn stone into gold, it would still take time, right? Mu Dingyi's strength is far greater than his son Mu Yubai. Li Muyang has almost no chance of winning against him. "
"You really know how to comfort people." Cui Xiaoxin said in a dissatisfied tone.
Yan Xiangma burst into a hearty laughter. "Then you can give up."
"Women give up not because they can't get it, but because they can't love." Cui Xiaoxin's heart was full of worries. "You really bet on Mu Dingyi to win?"
"Of course. We are brothers, but making money is making money. I can't lose a good brother, and then lose 100,000 gold coins. This is adding salt to my wound — — "Yan Xiangma said in a matter-of-fact manner.
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"Since you don't want to go down, then let's leave." Yan Xiangma said aloud. "If we stop, he will be suspicious."
"Let's go." Cui Xiaoxin said. Peering through the gap of the window at the entrance of the Lu mansion, Li Muyang was still standing there seeing them off.
"Li Muyang, take care." Cui Xiaoxin said softly in her mind.
"Let's go." Yan Xiangma said to the driver in front. "Let's return to the Cui Residence."
"Yes, Young Master." The coachman replied.
Watching the coachman leave, Li Muyang felt a sense of loss.
"Xiangma, goodbye."
"And Xiaoxin … I hope we'll meet again if fate wills it."
His parents and sister had left, and Yan Xiangma had also left. Now he was all alone, waiting for the big battle to come tomorrow.
Li Muyang turned around and walked towards the small courtyard. Behind him, the door of the Lu Mansion was slammed shut with a heavy sound.
Miraculously, the wind stopped and the snow stopped.
The snow, which had lasted for nearly a month, suddenly stopped without any warning. Although the whole sky capital was still covered with a thick layer of snow, the whole world was wrapped in silver, like a crystal clear glass world.
Creak …
Li Muyang pushed open the door and saw that under Jing 'er's lead, Zhaihua, Chuyao, Tingxue, Xiyu, and other servant girls were all waiting at the door. They were silent, and even their breathing was like Xiaoxin's. As though they were afraid to disturb Li Muyang's rest.
Gongsun Yu was sitting on a chair in the living room, when she saw Li Muyang had woken up, she hurriedly came over and asked with a smile: "Muyang is awake? Did you sleep well last night? "
"I slept very well." Li Muyang said. "Aunt Gongsun, why are you here so early?"
Gongsun Yu's face was haggard, her heart heavy, but she still forced a smile. "Today is Muyang's important day, so I asked them to come over and dress Muyang up, to let the whole Tiandu see my — — Muyang's appearance and elegance."
"Thank you Aunt Gongsun." Li Muyang said gratefully. "I can do these things myself. When I was in Starry Sky, I did it myself. "
"Young Master, let the servants do it. This is our work, we are more skilled than you. "Jing 'er added." Usually we want to serve you, but we are afraid to disturb your cultivation. Today we finally have a chance, you should give us a chance. "
Without waiting for an explanation, she had already escorted Li Muyang back to the room with several servants.
When Li Muyang came out of the room again, the whole living room felt like it was about to brighten up. Even the gloomy sky outside was much brighter.
His hair had been combed, and a white crane jade crown was tied on the top of his head.
He was wearing a brand new plain white robe, the cloth was soft, tailored to fit his body, and was obviously the work of a famous master.
A dragon belt was tied around his waist, making his figure appear tall and slender.
His demeanor was graceful and extraordinary.
"Madam, look at Young Master Muyang's clothes, it fits him very well." Jing 'er said in a loud voice of praise.
"Muyang — —" Gongsun Yu stepped forward to pull Li Muyang's hand, desperately exerting force, as though if she let go a little, Li Muyang would disappear. "You must come back alive."
Before her own son could reunite with her, she could only watch him fight and die — — This was too cruel for a mother.
"Aunt Gongsun, I will come back safely." Affected by the emotion of parting, looking at Gongsun Yu's red eyes from crying, Li Muyang's mood was also extremely uncomfortable. It had to be said that, after returning to Tiandu, Gongsun Yu and Lu Qingming both cared for him very much, and regarded him as their own nephew. Li Muyang was very grateful, and completely regarded himself as a member of the Lu Family. "You have to take care."
"Muyang — —"
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South of Mist Mountain, there was the Still water sword school.
The Still water sword school had 3,000 disciples.
3,000 disciples practiced martial arts and swordsmanship on the Sword God Square every day, and the outstanding disciples were allowed to enter the inner school to be taught by a famous teacher. At this time, you will have a real teacher. From then on, your swordsmanship is closely related to your teacher. Glory to glory, loss to loss to all.
Today the Sword God Square was extremely lively, because there was going to be a well-known battle.
One was the Old immortal of the Still water sword school who had not appeared for many years, and the other was the young genius Li Muyang who had defeated the God of Sword of West Wind Mu Yubai a few days ago.
Both of them had great backgrounds. Not to mention Old immortal of Still water, Mu Dingyi's background, every person in Tiandu was familiar with him.
Li Muyang was even more in the limelight. Although it was his first time appearing in Tiandu, but he had already been a hot topic in Tiandu since half a year ago. When he was cultivating in the distant and mysterious Starry Sky Academy, there were almost endless anecdotes about him.
Because the West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda said that he would personally come to the Sword God Square to ensure that the battle was fair and just, the Flying feather army had come to the Sword God Square in advance to clear the area. And because the West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda said that he wanted to share the joy with the people, that is to say, he did not prohibit the people from coming to watch the battle. Therefore, the Sword God Square had long been surrounded by the lively crowd of Tiandu.
However, taking into account the destructive power of the two masters, the Flying feather army tried to expel the people to a distant core position, to avoid the innocent people being hurt by their sword qi.
Before the West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda and his civil and military officials arrived, it naturally belonged to the chattering crowd.
"Who do you think will be the final winner of this battle? Anyway, I bet ten gold coins on Old immortal — — that's the money I've been hiding for half a year. "
"I also bet that Old immortal will win. I've seen that Li Muyang before, how could a guy who hasn't even grown out his hair win against our Old immortal? "
"Li Muyang also has his redeeming qualities. Don't forget, before he entered Starry Sky Academy he had killed Cui Zhaoyun of the Cui family, and a few days ago he defeated our God of Sword of West Wind Mu Yubai — — at that time who would have thought that the God of Sword of West Wind would lose to a little boy?"
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The people of Tiandu overwhelmingly believed that Mu Dingyi would be the final winner of this battle. A person's reputation, a tree's shadow, Mu Dingyi's fame had shrouded Tiandu city for decades, and was not something that Li Muyang, who had just emerged, could compare to.
Some rich or well-connected young masters and young ladies of wealthy families, through their connections or the name of an elder, could easily pass through the security of the Flying feather army and come closer to the battlefield to spectate.
This was the home ground of the Still water sword school, and the Still water apprentices naturally had to be present to support the Old immortal of their sword school.
Of course, they could not let all the three thousand disciples of the Still water sword school gather here. In that case, if they wanted to do something, the average person really couldn't stop them. At that time, the West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda would also be present, and some taboos must be paid attention to.
Therefore, the elites of the Still water sword school, clad in white robes and barefoot, were sitting on the easternmost side of the Sword God Square. Once they were in an area, they did not say a word, and the atmosphere was somber.
It was like a carnival, all the people who could come had come, and those who could not come had tried their best to come.
There was also a youngster whose legs had been lame for many years, who was carried to the top of Mist Mountain by his brother, gazing at the Sword God Square from afar.
Just then, a large number of Monitoring Division officials in black three-headed snake uniforms swarmed over.
They quickly separated the crowd and surrounded and guarded the terrace of the Heavenly Sword Shrine.
It was not until then that they heard a shrill voice shouting, "His Majesty has arrived."
Crash — —
The West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda was in front, followed by hundreds of civil and military officials. A group of people marched majestically toward the viewing platform of the Heavenly Sword Shrine.
The whole audience knelt down and remained silent.
Chu Xianda stood in the center of the viewing platform, looking at the crowd that was constantly kneeling on the ground from near to far and spreading downwards. He was in a good mood, his heart surging with excitement, and there was a feeling that he was the only one in the world.
The sky was high and the ground was wide, amidst the snow and ice.
Tens of thousands of people were kneeling, and only one person was standing proudly.
"This is power." Chu Xianda thought to himself.
In any case, he had to keep this feeling.
Hold the power of the world when awake, lie on the lap of a beautiful woman when drunk. Split open the sky and split the earth, and establish a glorious achievement in the annals of history. Wasn't this the dream of every emperor?
"Rise." Chu Xianda said in a loud and clear voice.
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