Chapter 125 – Face Of A Human, Heart Of A Snake! (2/2)

“The legend states it last appeared in the hands of the master archer Yi De. Thousands of years have pa.s.sed since then.” Yang Xiaohu sighed helplessly.

Everyone looked disappointed, if they have the bow in their hands, all the dangerous places in the world, where could they not go?

“Teacher Yang, since the bow has disappeared for thousands of years, is there really such a thing?”

“Exactly, is it just another legend? After all, no one had ever seen it——-”

“It seems it's hopeless for us——for thousands of years, many strong people have been unsuccessful in their search, do you think we would be able to?”

“This kind of thing depends on luck.” Yang Xiaohu said with a serious look on his face, trying to cheer the students up: “Everything doc.u.mented in the 'Treasure and Weapon' book is obviously real. Or it would not be included. Of course, the mysterious weapons that are listed in the book are generally un.o.btainable by ordinary people. Which previous owners were not famous for their powers?”

Hearing Yang Xiaohu talk of using a dragon's rib bone as a bow, the tendons as the bowstring and then soaked in dragon's blood, Li Muyang was filled with overwhelming apprehension and his chest suddenly throbbed with pain.

“Frightening Dragon Bow?” Li Muyang felt this name was somehow familiar.

However, he was certain that this was his first time hearing the name.

Then, where did he hear it before?

Something came to mind but the memory was too distant and blurry. Like a tiny firefly in the sky, the moment you reach out to capture it, it already disappeared without a trace.

The harder he tried to recall, the more he could not grasp the tail.

Li Muyang refused to let it slip away, desperately tried to search for it, find that firefly that appeared in the night sky—–

“Li Muyang—–Li Muyang—–”

Pa—

Yang Xiaohu smacked Li Muyang's head, a cool and refres.h.i.+ng air wind awakened his entire body.

Li Muyang finally snapped out of his daze, with a look of surprised stared at the teachers and cla.s.smates in front.

The other people were even more stunned watching Li Muyang.

“Teacher Yang—-” Li Muyang asked aloud.

“Li Muyang, what's going on with you?” Yang Xiaohu asked, his face looking worried. “Is there something wrong?”

“Not at all.” Li Muyang answered. He lightly touched his sleeve, only to find his clothes were soaking with sweat.

Li Muyang was drenched like he just leaped out of a river.

It wasn't until then that Li Muyang became scared, knowing that he almost stepped into an unknown world.

“Are you really fine?” Yang Xiaohu was still concerned. “He An told me the problem, when you open your eyes to look at Nujiang, you can't help but cry——is there a reason for that? How about I help you transfer to another room that can't see Nujiang?”

“The closer to hometown, the more one feel timid in their heart.” Lu Qiji said coldly. “Perhaps, after Li Muyang cla.s.smate heard the legend of Nujiang he felt sad and was unable to restrain his tears. Li Muyang cla.s.smate must have felt sympathy for those dragons killed by the humans? ”

Li Muyang was infuriated by this woman, shouted bluntly: “Yes, I am an emotional man. Unlike some women who always want to kill——no compa.s.sion, no sympathy, and treats her cla.s.smate like an animal. A woman like that, can she even be called a woman?”

“Li Muyang——–” The sword strapped at Chu Xun's waist flashed out of its sheath. “If you insult Qiji again, I will kill you.”

Li Muyang lips curled. “You say it like you wouldn't kill me if I don't humiliate her——-Lu Qiji, you are an ugly woman with the heart of a snake.”

“Li Muyang———” Chu Xun's patience had reached its limit, the sword tight in his hand thrust towards Li Muyang.

“Chu Xun—”

“Li Muyang, be careful—-”

Clang—–

The long sword landed right between Lin Canghai's two fingers.

He gazed in admiration at the tip of the sharp blade trapped between his two fingers as he repeatedly said: “good sword, a really good sword——–”

“———–” Chu Xun reddened in embarra.s.sment, his heart pounding with fear.

This adorable little boy who did not look threatening at all, without any signs of movement, how could he so easily intercepted my sword attack——–just what cultivation state was he at?

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