When Dao Cheng stepped off the stage, everyone spontaneously stepped aside, and a martial artist from the Mu family respectfully brought over a new set of clothes.
Meanwhile, on the viewing platform, a woman in flowing red robes waved her hand. Looking over, it was the Second Miss. Dao Chengyi's maids, who should have been on the next platform, were now standing to the side.
Bai Zhi and You Lan, with their unconventional personalities, shouted loudly at him.
He won, won without controversy, won completely. No matter what happens afterward, it will not change this moment. The name Dao Chengyi, which has gained great renown, has begun to become the most fitting representative of him.
After recovering and putting on his clothes, he transformed back into a dashing young man, leisurely ascending the viewing platform. The snow on the horizon remained blocked out, forming a thin screen.
"First! First! My dear, wonderful disciple!"
With a radiant glow, Mu Dingshan was overjoyed. He walked over and repeatedly gave a thumbs-up. He was truly excited because he was Dao Chengyi's master, the future legendary master! He was also the master who had nurtured a prodigy for the Mu family!
"You really made me proud this time! And you really made the Mu family proud too. You have no idea what the expressions on everyone else's faces were like just now. Oh my, especially the expressions of those old geezers from the Niu family. They were more interesting than eating shit!"
The crowd gathered around to offer their congratulations, and even the senior brothers and sisters from Fushan Martial Arts School, whether familiar or not, came over to offer their congratulations.
Yes, among them, the third senior brother Li Daniu and the fourth senior brother Mu Jian were enthusiastic and natural, with Mu Jian even hooking his arm around Dao Chengyi's shoulder.
"Hey kid, you're not usually like this during training. I'm there when the master is teaching you, and you don't eat anything special. Are you getting extra help?"
"Come on, with your slender frame, if your junior brother really exerted himself, the grass on your grave would be almost an inch tall. You want special treatment? At most, you'd get to eat at your feast!"
Seeing Dao Chengyi's reaction, Li Daniu relaxed and, seeing that he didn't resist, pulled him to sit down, one on each side.
"Come, sit, please sit, please take the seat of honor! Our awe-inspiring Qingmang, our peerless prodigy!"
Mu Qingluo joked around the stove. The Mu family members were sitting together. Mu Qingyuan was still reading his book as if he were reading the Spring and Autumn Annals. He nodded in acknowledgment, and the eldest young master, Mu Qingkong, raised his cup to toast.
Senior Brother Qi Shuqing's face showed no discouragement or jealousy, but rather a relieved smile.
"It's fortunate that the martial arts school has you, but today's events may have lingering consequences. I'll be there whenever you need me."
"Then I won't hold back."
Dao Cheng looked at this senior brother. Although they hadn't known each other for long, he knew this man's personality was very easy to understand. Compared to the Mu family, he cared more about the development of the martial arts school. He was also a refined and easy-going person with great enthusiasm.
Of course, the other people present were in a similar situation, one after another speaking kind words like good people. However, unlike the martial arts school, the martial arts instructors were the same.
The deaths of the three first-level martial arts masters undoubtedly served as a wake-up call to these self-proclaimed senior martial arts masters. Those martial arts masters who used to be arrogant and concerned about seniority had to put on a brave face and say that they were like-minded friends and that the younger generation could surpass them.
“But please sit down, Master. No matter what, you are still my master, and my achievements are not entirely due to my own efforts.”
"Forget about etiquette. You've made me proud today. Not only are you allowed to sit first, but if you ever join the Wuhou Clan, I'll be your chair."
The stubbornness of the hand that could easily break through the martial artist's internal energy defense was not enough to make Mu Dingshan happy, and at the same time, the voices around him also decreased.
"Alright, there will be a celebration banquet when we get back. Now let's give our genius some rest."
Mu Qingluo coughed a few times, which stopped the group of people, most of whom were sycophants. Since there was still a match to be played, everyone dispersed, leaving some space.
Only a few martial arts instructors remained, along with the three young masters and ladies of the Mu family, Mu Dingshan, the eldest brother, and Dao Chengyi's maids.
"Young master, you're amazing! You killed those people in just a few blows!"
Bai Zhi excitedly pounced on him, looking just like a Persian cat, softly rubbing against Dao Chengyi's cheek.
Although the other maids didn't say anything, their faces showed obvious smugness. Finally, Wenxuan, noticing the young lady's expression, realized that something was wrong and pulled Baizhi away.
"Brother Cheng, let me ask you this: if you go all out, how many enemies can you withstand?"
Now that they were family, Mu Qingluo decided to get straight to the point.
"As long as they are not at the realm of artistic conception, or are martial artists of intermediate level or above, I will kill as many as they come. I cannot guarantee anything for those of level two or above."
Martial arts techniques are martial arts techniques, and cultivation methods are cultivation methods. Martial arts techniques can be simply divided into three levels: superior, intermediate, and inferior. As for artistic conception and realm, there's not much to say; they are just the basis for layering and leveraging.
"I believe it's about physical training, but don't underestimate martial artists. The wonders of internal energy are far more complex than those three you just killed. Some internal energy techniques are specifically designed for physical training."
Mu Qingyuan closed the book and began to lecture him in a rather righteous and serious manner, but then Mu Qingluo gave him a hard twist on the ear.
"Oh? Someone's quite insightful and cautious! So why is that arrogant young master of the Mu family, who set up a ring a few months ago and single-handedly killed seven martial arts masters, now causing trouble!"
The current mess is 50% due to external factors and 50% due to internal factors, with the Third Young Master definitely accounting for 80%!
"What can I do? That woman deceived my feelings and my money. I'm the victim. But the government is unreasonable and insists on supporting that bastard..."
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