Yang Xuan's body suddenly emitted a magnificent and powerful aura.
This aura was like heaven and earth, like the highest order in the universe. It was irresistible.
At that moment, Niu Yuan felt as if time had stopped. He clearly saw the coldness in Yang Xuan's mouth. At that moment, Yang Xuan was so unfamiliar to him that he could not help but feel a great fear from the bottom of his heart.
In fact, he could even clearly see a jade-like hand gently patting his chest.
He also saw Yang Xuan's cold eyes. There was no emotion in them. He looked at him as if he was looking at a dead man.
What kind of eyes were those?
Such a thought appeared in his mind. At the same time, it was also the last thought in his life.
In the next moment, Niu Yuan was involuntarily sent flying.
"Pfft!" Blood danced in the air. The blood that came from Niu Yuan's mouth splashed all over the sky. Both of his arms exploded in the air, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood that scattered everywhere.
"Bang!"
Niu Yuan fell heavily to the ground. No one knew if he was dead or alive.
Everyone who saw this scene was stupefied. Their mouths were agape, and their eyes were wide open as they stared at Yang Xuan, as if they had seen something inconceivable.
Niu Yuan, who was at the third level of inner force, was sent flying by Yang Xuan, who was born with a crippled body. Blood splattered all over the sky. No one knew if he was dead or alive.
Did they see a ghost?
Chen and Wang stared with their eyes and mouths wide open. Their eyes were unfocused for a moment, as if they could not believe what they had just seen.
To them, the scene in front of them was as unbelievable as the sky falling and the earth cracking. This huge shock caused them to hallucinate. Their ears buzzed and they could not hear anything for a moment. They could only stare blankly at Yang Xuan.
They watched as Yang Xuan slowly retracted his hand.
His fingers were slender and sparkling like jade. They exuded a strange magical power.
This space suddenly quieted down, and not a single sound could be heard.
After some time, a watchdog in the distance suddenly barked.
"Woof!"
Like a signal, everyone suddenly regained their senses.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. At this moment, he felt a very comfortable feeling in his heart. He felt refreshed and elated!
"You … You … Don't come over!"
After a long while, Chen and Wang finally reacted. A huge sense of fear instantly engulfed their bodies, causing them to hurriedly retreat. In their panic, they even fell to the ground and rolled on the ground like gourds.
Yang Xuan slowly lowered his arm as he looked at them with an icy gaze.
The two of them retreated in horror as if they had seen a ghost. Then, they screamed and turned around to run. They didn't even care about Niu Yuan's life or death. It was as if some ferocious beast was chasing after them.
Yang Xuan sneered and stopped chasing. He picked up the wooden bucket and slowly walked forward.
When he passed by Niu Yuan, he stopped and glanced at him.
Niu Yuan couldn't be more dead. The blood under his body had gathered into several pools of blood.
For some reason, his heart was suddenly filled with an inexplicable pleasure. It was as if the mangled body on the ground brought him great pleasure.
A smile crept up the corner of his mouth. He didn't stop and continued to walk forward.
As he moved, some of the onlookers hurriedly made way for Yang Xuan.
In their eyes, there was an indescribable fear and a trace of inexplicable, never-before-seen respect.
Yang Xuan clearly felt this change. At this moment, his heart was filled with pleasure.
"Hahahaha …"
Finally, this pleasure turned into a burst of laughter that reached the clouds. This laughter reverberated through the heavens and earth, causing the flowers and trees to tremble. It shocked the people who witnessed this scene to be extremely frightened.
In the laughter, Yang Xuan strode forward. An inexplicable aura was emitted from his body. It was as if no one in the world could stop him.
Niu Yuan was dead! Niu Yuan, the fourth director's hired thug, was dead.
The news spread like wildfire.
For a moment, all the servants who knew the news were talking about it secretly.
What made them excited was not Niu Yuan's death.
The death of a small Niu Yuan was like the death of an ant to the colossal Yang family. It was not worth mentioning and did not stir up any waves.
What they were interested in was the news that came later. Everyone's eyes widened and their mouths gaped. For a moment, they were speechless.
It was Twelfth Young Master who killed Niu Yuan.
Who was Twelfth Young Master?
Twelfth Young Master was Yang Xuan. He was born with a crippled body. After nine years of practice, he still couldn't cultivate Neixi. The good-for-nothing Yang Xuan.
He killed Niu Yuan???
For a moment, everyone doubted their ears. They wondered if they were hallucinating.
However, the news was reliable. There were even witnesses who said that Twelfth Young Master and Niu Yuan fought for 300 rounds and then killed Niu Yuan with one palm.
Everyone was in an uproar. They were all talking about it.
"Did you hear? Twelfth Young Master killed Niu Yuan! "
"Of course I heard. I didn't expect Yang Xuan to be so powerful!"
"Hush! Hush! Hush! Hush! Don't ever call him by his name again, unless you want to die. You should know that Niu Yuan was at the pinnacle of Level Three Internal Force, but he was still killed by … uh, Twelfth Young Master in one hit. You and I are at Level Two Internal Breath. Keep quiet, keep quiet! "
"You're right. From now on, Twelfth Young Master is going to have a new life!"
"That's right. When we see Twelfth Young Master in the future, we have to salute him. It's said that he is cruel and merciless. Niu Yuan just offended him with his words. What a pity!"
"Stop talking. We'd better wait and see!"
…
Yang Jing got the news immediately.
"What?" Yang Jing stood up abruptly with his eyes wide open. "You said Yang Xuan killed Niu Yuan with one palm?"
Chen Er could not hide the fear in his eyes, as he said in a trembling voice, "Fourth Steward, Yang Xuan only used a single palm, and Niu Yuan was sent flying, his arms exploding into minced meat. After Yang Xuan left, Wang Wu and I went forward to check. Niu Yuan couldn't be any more dead! His body is still in his room! "
Wang Wu nodded. His face was pale and his eyes were dull. It seemed that he hadn't recovered from the shock yet.
Chen Er and Wang Wu were the ones who followed Niu Yuan. After they ran away, they saw Yang Xuan leave from afar. They dared to check, but Niu Yuan had been dead for a long time.
Yang Jing's face was ugly. He kept walking around the room. Thinking about how he bullied Yang Xuan and his mother, he couldn't help but feel irritated.
He wasn't afraid of Yang Xuan's strength. With his sixth level of Internal Strength, he didn't need to be afraid of anyone. It was just that Yang Xuan was a direct descendant of the Yang family. Before, he couldn't practice martial arts, so no one cared about him. Even if he was bullied, no one would stand up for him.
Now that Yang Xuan suddenly had martial arts, although it wasn't enough to make the family pay attention to him, it was foreseeable that his status would change.
Once Yang Xuan's status changed, and he even had a place in the Yang family in the future, he would inevitably remember what happened yesterday. At that time, Yang Jing's life would definitely not be easy.
This was what made Yang Jing fretful and worried.
After thinking for a long time, he gritted his teeth. A trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He suddenly made a decision in his heart.
"Chen Er, pass down my order. Tell the servants who saw this to not discuss it or spread it. Those who disobey will be expelled from the Yang family!"
"Yes!" Chen Er was puzzled. He didn't know why the chief gave such an order.
"Let's go and see Niu Yuan!" Yang Jing said in a low voice.
At the same time, Yang Xuan didn't know the waves he had caused. These days, he just carried water and chopped firewood as usual.
However, his heart was not calm at all.
After understanding the great power of the mysterious force, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have found a different path.
This path was mysterious and rugged, but it seemed to lead him to the peak.
Furthermore, the inexplicable transformation of the cyclone into two made him realize that the cyclone that had inexplicably entered his body was not static. Instead, it could continuously grow stronger.
The only question was how to, well, cultivate — let's call it cultivation for now — to make the cyclone continue to change.
Yang Xuan had a guess in his heart. Since the cyclone could change from one to two, could it also increase to three, four, or even more? Two cyclones already had the power of Level Five inner force. What about more cyclones?
As soon as this idea popped up, his heart thumped and his breathing became rapid.
The question was, how to cultivate? This became the biggest problem in front of him. It was a problem that he urgently needed to solve. He was at a loss for a while.
Also, although he could casually strike with great power, he always had a mysterious feeling. That was, this mysterious force should have its own exclusive way of using it. A special way to exert great power.
It was as if there was always a voice in the unseen world that kept calling out to him, asking him to keep searching for this method that might have never appeared before.
This method was different from martial arts. It was different from any cultivation method or battle skill that existed in this world.
It was a brand new path, a brand new path that no one had ever walked before. It required Yang Xuan to explore it himself, but it was a path that completely belonged to him.
Yang Xuan had a mysterious feeling. He felt as if he was standing at the foot of an incomparably grand and tall mountain. When he climbed to the top of the mountain, it would be the time for him to look down on the world.
Over the past few days, he had been thinking about this all the time. He had a feeling that there was a treasure in front of him, a treasure so huge that it was unimaginable, a treasure that could make him as rich as a country overnight. But now, he was pacing back and forth outside the door, unable to enter.
Power, only power, was the eternal truth.
Only power could prevent him from being bullied.
Only power could allow him to trample others under his feet.
At this moment, he was unprecedentedly determined.
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