Chapter 441: Cant Throw Away Your Life! (1/2)
“This is the real dragon spear?”
“The little person at the bottom of the box is not a human, but a dragon—–”
“The Xumi spear is not a Buddhist technique, nor a technique of Taoism, nor is it the work of any one of the sects, but the work of the Dragon clan. Only the Dragons do not care about competing against the Buddhism and Taoism, but simply act and name it with their heart——”
For a moment, countless thoughts sprang to Lu Xingkong's mind.
“How would Li Muyang have the real dragon spear technique?”
“How can the Lu family's pa.s.sed down Heavenly Emperor spear be fused with the Xumi spear? Should I forget the Heavenly Emperor spear, and take a different approach and start again——”
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Lu Xingkong once again began to pour essential qi into the spear, and then intently watched the little person at the bottom of the box perform the deadly spear technique.
Time and time again.
One spear after another.
He did not know how long he did this for, let alone what time it was.
Lu Xingkong suddenly felt the essential qi within his body was raging, his robe whipping about in the absence of wind.
What was even more astonis.h.i.+ng was that Lu Xingkong's hair which had strands of silver had turned pure black and his grey beard similarly turned pure black.
His face was rejuvenated and younger looker, his skin became more and more white, his cheeks youthful, the blood veins in his eyes disappeared, and his pupils had turned pure black—–
As the Little person shot out the spear, the little box rocked, as if to break the box into pieces.
At the same time, Lu Xingkong's body also soared.
His body hovered like the little person in the box, a white bolt of lightning forming in the middle of his palm, rumbling and booming, and then turned into the shape of a long spear.
As it shot out, the heaven and earth were discoloured.
Rumble——
The sound reverberated through heaven and earth.
The sky within the illusion had disappeared.
The ground had disappeared.
All the illusions were gone.
The Xumi spear was so powerful and boundless that it shattered the whole illusion.
When Lu Xingkong reappeared, he was already situated at the end of the pa.s.sage of the hidden chamber.
His eyes were closed, like he was still deeply engrossed in the wonderful feeling of that spear attack.
His eyes jerked wide open, and in both of his two pupils was a lightning spear cracking and rumbling.
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The wind and snow were as before.
The small door of the courtyard was softly and quietly pushed open, servant Zhaihua scampered into the courtyard, softly calling: “Young Master—Young Master—-Young master Muyang—-”
No one answered.
“Strange, where did young master go?” Zhaihua looked puzzled.
She searched the whole building inside out, and found no sign of Li Muyang.
“Young Master, where are you?”
Boom—–
In the middle of the courtyard, a round s...o...b..ll suddenly cracked and exploded.
Blocks of snow scattered and ice spattered in all directions.
Li Muyang's body flew out of the snowy egg, his white robe flapping in the wind, long hair fluttering.
“Young master—–” Zhaihua dashed over to ask concernedly, “Young Master, are you all right? How did you get into that s...o...b..ll? I have looked everywhere for you.”
“How many days has it been since I locked myself away?”
“Seven days.” Zhaihua stated.
“Seven days.” Li Muyang pondered for a moment. “Tomorrow is the day of the battle.”
“Young Master——” Zhaihua could not help but worry. “The old immortal of the Still water sword school—–is very powerful. Almost like half an immortal. Why don't young master not go? Young master is so young and already has such a high cultivation level. In a few more years, who in the Kingdom could match up to Young Master? What is that saying, for a gentleman to take revenge, ten years is not too long. Why don't Young master not bear him for a few days?”
“I can wait.” Li Muyang smiled bitterly, “But others cannot wait. They must be anxiously waiting, right?”
“Master is waiting for you in the study.” Zhaihua stated.
Li Muyang nodded, “I'll go see them.”
“Young Master wait——Young master wait. Your hair, tie your hair——”
Li Muyang came to Lu Xingkong's study, where both Lu Xingkong and Lu Qingming had been waiting for him.
“Muyang, how do you feel?” Lu Xingkong asked in a loud voice.
“I've just been rethinking what I have learned in the past.” Li Muyang answered. “Whether it's useful or not, I need to see on the battlefield.”