"Brother Zeng is right. I have also heard of the Shuiyue technique. It is said that it was created by the peerless master Wuyazi ten thousand years ago, and then passed on to several senior masters such as Wuxinzi, Wuhuazi, and Wuguozi. After being refined and improved by generations of peerless masters, it is truly an unprecedented and rare supreme skill in the world. If I didn't want to snatch the love of Master Mu, I would not hesitate even if it was thirty million, let alone three million." Another young man said, shaking his head.
"So it was the painstaking work of predecessors like Wuyazi and Wuxinzi. Now that you mentioned it, I remembered it. Maybe it was passed to Wunao's hands later? Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had known it was such a supreme achievement, I would have bought it for one hundred million, not to mention thirty million. What a pity, it has turned into rubbish." Then, another young man said with an exaggerated look of shock on his face, beating his chest and stamping his feet.
Hearing the words "brainless" caused a burst of laughter from everyone around, and even Mu Hanyan couldn't help but laugh out loud. This guy had a really sharp tongue, clearly trying to insult Mo Yanhong by calling him brainless.
Mo Yanhong spat out a mouthful of blood that rushed to his throat. The handful of paper scraps in Mu Hanyan's hand was clearly made from a bunch of broken ancient book fragments that he found from the library at home. Wuyazi, Wuxinzi, Wuhuazi, Wuguozi and Wunaozhi were all made up. What a bunch of bastards! How come I have never heard of such a senior master?
"Mu Hanyan, as we are both from aristocratic families, please don't go too far." Seeing his own young master being humiliated and bullied in this way, Qiu Gongsheng could no longer tolerate it and stepped forward to speak. However, he was indeed very calm. Although his tone was indignant, he did not dare to act rashly.
"You say I bullied him? Well, I won't bully him. He slapped me, and I slapped him back. Let's just pretend it never happened. How about that?" Mu Hanyan glanced at Qiu Gongsheng and said coldly.
Just now, this old guy was exchanging glances with Mo Yanhong. Mu Hanyan had guessed that he was involved in today's incident. She wanted to find an opportunity to deal with him as well, but she didn't expect that he would jump out on his own.
Seeing Mu Hanyan's cold gaze, Mo Yanhong's face changed. He had seen how powerful Mu Hanyan was. Even though his strength had improved a lot now, he didn't think he could withstand a palm from him.
"How about I take this blow for Mr. Mo?" Qiu Gongsheng said proudly without any fear.
"Okay, as long as you can withstand my palm, today's matter will be over. But if you can't take it, don't say that I am bullying you." Mu Hanyan said with a sneer.
"Okay." Qiu Gongsheng responded immediately, looking confident.
Seeing that there was an even bigger excitement to watch, the people around stepped back a few steps and made some space.
"Okay, you can take action now." Qiu Gongsheng took a deep breath and said to Mu Hanyan.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Gongsheng began to practice his skills to gather his energy, and a sense of righteousness emanated from his body.
A second-level swordsman, no wonder he is so confident.
Mu Hanyan had long seen the old man's unfathomable depths and guessed he was a master above the level of Sword Master, but she was still slightly surprised to see his strength at the second level of Sword Master. As expected of one of the eight great families in the capital, a second-level Sword Master was willing to serve as a lackey for someone like Mo Yanhong.
However, although Mu Hanyan's cultivation is lower than Qiu Gongsheng's, there is nothing to worry about. One is only good at attacking and not defending, and the other is only good at defending and not attacking. In addition, her combat power is far superior to that of swordsmen of the same level, so there is nothing to worry about.
"Let me do it." Mu Hanyan was about to take action when she heard Ye Lanxuan say.
Mu Hanyan turned to look at Ye Lanxun, who winked at her. Mu Hanyan couldn't help but curl her lips. While Ye Lanxun might appear to be a Sword Saint, Mu Hanyan felt he was far more powerful than that. But she didn't know just how strong he was. So, if Ye Lanxun took action, well, someone was going to be in trouble.
"Okay." Mu Hanyan agreed without hesitation. There's going to be some fun to watch soon!
"Mu Hanyan, I advise you to do it yourself, otherwise if you injure the servants, don't blame me for bullying the weak." Seeing that Ye Lanxun had been guarding behind Mu Hanyan, Qiu Gongsheng thought he was her bodyguard and said contemptuously.
Mu Hanyan was about to explain, but Ye Lanxuan waved his hand and winked playfully, seemingly unconcerned. Not to mention being a servant, Ye Lanxuan had even pretended to be his Hanyan's lackey. For his Hanyan, he was willing to do anything.
"If you injure him, it's because he's not well-trained. However, if you get hurt by him, don't blame me for breaking my promise." Mu Hanyan said lightly, looking at Qiu Gongsheng with a bit of sympathy in her eyes.
He actually treated the great sword master as his servant. He deserved to be slapped to death.
"Hahahaha, Mu Hanyan, if you take action yourself, I might still be a little afraid. You think you can hurt me with just a servant? You think too highly of him." Qiu Gongfeng laughed.
"Really?" Ye Lanxuan tilted his head, a faint smile on his face, full of sarcasm. Zirong, Huayue and the others rolled their eyes. Why do people always seek death? Think of poor Mu Chengxuan, who also misunderstood that Master Ye was their young master's servant, and ended up vomiting three liters of blood. Now he has misunderstood that Master Ye is the young master's servant, and what is the fate of him? This time, it's probably not just a matter of vomiting three liters of blood, it's at least six liters, double the amount!
However, this Ye Gongzi and his own son were truly a perfect match in some ways: equally insidious, possessing the same perverse tastes, and playing the pig to eat the tiger… Fortunately, these two were on the same side; otherwise, becoming enemies with such people would be a terrifying thing. Zirong and the others couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
"Young man, don't blame me for not reminding you. I am practicing the art of domineering body. You'd better save some strength. Otherwise, if you are shocked to death, don't blame me for being merciless." Seeing the contempt in Ye Lanxuan's eyes, even the usually calm Qiu Gongsheng was a little angry.
He clasped his palms together, and the energy in his body flowed, emitting dark golden lines. He was as steady as a mountain, yet fierce. It was obvious that he was capable of both offense and defense.
"So this old fellow is practicing the art of Tyrant Body. It's said that this technique is extremely difficult to practice, but once it's mastered, the whole body will be as strong as fine iron and indestructible. Even if facing an opponent who is one or two levels stronger, he will be undefeated."
"The most terrifying thing is that this Tyrant Body Technique can leverage the opponent's force to counterattack. Its power is incomparable. Not to mention those with weaker strength, even those who are one or two levels stronger may be hit by the backlash and suffer losses."
The people around were all shocked, whispering and talking among themselves, and looking at Ye Lanxuan with some sympathy.
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