Cui Zhaoren liked the folk song that spread throughout the kingdom: Hate is like a gust of wind, leave after chopping it down. No one could do anything about this rhythm.
If he killed Li Muyang with one sword, he would be charged with colluding with the enemy, no one would be able to overturn the case.
Originally he was still brooding over the fact that Li Muyang challenged his dignity, now that he knew he had entered Starry Sky Academy, he naturally could not show any mercy to him.
Cui Zhaoren knew what kind of special existence Starry Sky Academy was, Li Muyang was admitted with the first place in the exam, in time, he most likely will become a strong person in the divine continent like Li Qiubai.
Even if the possibility is slim, he must not be allowed to grow stronger.
Weeding must be done early, killing insects must be done while they are still young.
Wait until Li Muyang enters Starry Sky Academy, wait until he is successful in his studies or get to know some important people, then it would be very troublesome to do such a thing.
So, this was the reason why he suddenly attacked.
Cui Zhaoren had long stepped into the higher stages of the Free Clouds realm, diligently practiced, painstakingly sharpened himself, in time, with a little opportunity, or some enlightenment, he could enter the Withered Glory realm.
To step into the Withered Glory realm at such a young age, only a few people in the entire West Wind Kingdom could do it, right?
Using the strength of the higher stages of the Free Clouds to kill a weak scholar who ranked first in the exam, the result was self-evident.
Others were not prepared, but Li Muyang was always vigilant.
From the first moment he saw Cui Zhaoren, Li Muyang already felt danger.
This man's face was not annoying, even if he always had a deadpan face and his smile was cold — -but at that time he was also a handsome iceberg, wasn't he?
This is a world that looks at the face. Even if a good-looking person did something bad, people would find it easier to accept. If an ugly person did something ugly, there would be no reason to forgive them.
However, Li Muyang felt a gloomy aura from him.
Like a rotting corpse in an ancient tomb, or like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass. Seeing him always makes people think of death, this kind of despairing thing.
Li Muyang could clearly feel his hostility towards him, although he did not know where this hostility came from.
He did not show his murderous intent, but Li Muyang could feel it from his smile.
Therefore, Li Muyang had always been secretly on guard.
Storing the Qi in the Dantian, gathering it into one point.
Basic knowledge of 《Art of the Breaking Body》.
They waited quietly.
When Cui Zhaoren slashed out with his sword without any warning, Li Muyang also punched out.
This was the punch he had been preparing for a long time.
This was a punch he had been waiting for.
With a single punch, everything in the world was destroyed.
Breaking Fist!
Piercingly cold, sharp, and eerie. This was a sword.
Domineering, majestic, heatwave, this was the fist.
A long sword against a heavy fist, a sneak attack against a vigilant opponent.
The sword light flickered in the sky, even more dazzling than the scorching sun spreading over the earth.
The heavy punches were like heavy thunder, rumbling and shaking the earth, causing people's eardrums to hurt, making it difficult for them to recover.
There were more than a hundred people on the deck, but no one could clearly see what was happening.
Except for the two people involved.
In front of them, there was only a ball of white light, a vast expanse of whiteness.
Like all of a sudden, a fireball exploded in front of them.
Bang —
Fist and sword collided.
Like a landslide, like a tsunami, a frightening force swept across.
Cui Zhaoren could not withstand it, his body repeatedly retreated, his heels clasped against the wood of the deck, trying to stop his retreat. Unfortunately, the force was too great, pieces of wood flew up, Cui Zhaoren's body was pushed back to the edge of the ship.
Kacha —
The railing broke, the side of the ship that was hit by him fell into Fowl Crying Lake.
Li Muyang's situation was even worse.
Although he had painstakingly practiced the 《Art of the Breaking Body》 for several months, but compared to the cultivators in the vast Starry Sky, he did not even have the qualifications to enter the door, nor can it be said to be the real 'beginning'.
Where are you standing? Where are you going? What is your path? Which way do you want to arrive?
Li Muyang did not know a single thing about these questions, how could he even enter the door?
He just relied on the authentic ancient scroll, the little bit of basic knowledge that Li Shinian still remembered, as well as the cultivation method and train of thought that unknowingly took root in the depths of Li Muyang's mind, to carry out a series of archiving and sorting out, to formulate a suitable method for his own cultivation — —
No one even told him whether the direction of his cultivation was correct or not.
Of course, Li Shinian praised him several times for being smart.
His spirit was well prepared, but his body was caught off guard.
A 'trash' youngster who has been cultivating for less than a year, as soon as he made his move, he encountered a famous genius swordsman who has long stepped into the higher stages of the free clouds — —
The answer was actually without any suspense.
Li Muyang's body was sent flying. When his Breaking Fist collided with Cui Zhaoren's Sword of Tribulation, the two extremely brutal forces exploded, he was already unconscious.
His body was blasted away, flying in the air for a long period of time, and then with a 'plop' he fell into the river of Fowl Crying Lake.
As soon as he fell into the water, he sank straight to the bottom of the river.
Like a falling stone, all of a sudden the nearby fish, prawns and insects were all frightened away.
The river water was muddy and the current was rapid. Li Muyang's body was mixed in the mud and sand.
Then he was washed by the river water, surrounded by water plants, wrapped around by the river water so that he was not washed away by the river water, but also floated to the surface.
In the water, the sun could not be seen and it was impossible to know the time.
The still fresh body was wrapped together with the water plants, but soon it would start to stink and then turn into a pile of mud-like rotten meat. Fish and prawns loved this kind of meat the most.
After they gathered around and ate to their heart's content, there was only a set of white bones lying there.
Exactly the same fate as countless people who fell into the water.
For many people, such an ending means the end of their life.
When Li Muyang fell into the water, the movement was too loud, scaring away all the fish and prawns in the surroundings.
After a while, those fishes and prawns gathered again, wanting to see what it was that scared the hell out of me.
They wanted to know the truth, but did not dare to be the first to approach.
Timidity is the nature of every species.
What's more, that 'thing' has a dangerous aura that makes people feel threatened.
Finally, a little black carp was a little impatient, and was the first to swim towards Li Muyang while wagging its tail.
She bit Li Muyang's arm and kissed Li Muyang's face, but Li Muyang still did not move.
"Mummy, it's a monster." The little black fish blew bubbles and shouted to its mother.
"Child, run, monsters like to eat fish — —" Mother fish wagged her tail, desperately signalling to her child to leave the source of danger. It was older and its sense of smell was more acute. It felt that the 'monster' was very dangerous, even if there was no movement, it was not easy to provoke.
"It doesn't look scary at all. Mummy, can I have a bite? It looks delicious. "
"Silly child, it doesn't taste good now, let it stink then eat it — —"
"Mummy, then let's take the monster home — —"
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She opened her mouth and tore at the weeds, trying to save Li Muyang.
But there were too many weeds and the grass was too hard. It would be difficult for him to do it alone.
While the little black fish was in a difficult situation, another little black fish swam over.
Then, more fish and shrimps gathered, using their mouths to bite or their claws to tear at the weeds wrapped around Li Muyang, trying their best to help Li Muyang escape.
Rumble — —
The water at the bottom of the river shook violently.
Every time there was such a movement, it meant that the giant of this body of water was coming to hunt.
The fish and shrimps fled in panic, and in the blink of an eye disappeared completely.
Rumble — —
A huge turtle dragon with a flat head, protruding mouth, stubby limbs and a body length of hundreds of meters slowly swam over.
It was not impatient, and even looked a little like Xiaoxin.
When it swam over ten meters in front of Li Muyang, it vigilantly scanned left and right, and circled around several times.
When it did not sense any danger, it slowly swam over to Li Muyang.
Its sharp mouth slowly moved closer to Li Muyang's face, greedily sniffing his scent.
The granular and ribbon-like patterns on its scales made it look so ugly and ferocious. As long as it opened its mouth a little, it could swallow Li Muyang and the weeds wrapped around him into its stomach.
It used to like this the most.
However, this time it did not do so, and it did not dare to do so.
Its body dived under Li Muyang's body, and then used its broad and strong back to support Li Muyang as it slowly rose up.
At a glance, the hundreds of meters long, thousand-year-old turtle dragon had become Li Muyang's mount.
Seeing that the water tyrant turtle dragon did not come to eat Li Muyang, but to save Li Muyang. The fish and shrimps that had fled to the distance all gathered around again. They were overjoyed, following behind the turtle dragon. They looked like guards escorting the emperor.
"Pfff — —" After spurting out a mouthful of blood, Cui Zhaoren felt a lot more comfortable.
This attack shocked him to the extreme, until now he still could not calm down.
The guy that he could not sense any aura was a hidden master?
Fortunately, he did not slack off too much with his sword. If he had killed him like an ordinary person, then the one who would be killed would be him — —
This feeling of almost failing miserably in an easy task made Cui Zhaoren furious. He turned around and scanned the river, saying in a cold voice: "Send people, if he's alive I want to see him, if he's dead I want to see his corpse."
"Yes." A group of men of the Monitor Division shouted.
Just then, someone suddenly pointed at the river and shouted: "Look, what's that?"
Everyone was awakened by this shout, and then they saw a shocking scene.
The river was tumbling, water birds were startled, and a giant turtle dragon hundreds of meters long was hovering above the river with its head held high.
On its head sat the king-like Li Muyang.
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