Chapter 441: Cant Throw Away Your Life! (2/2)
Lu Xingkong nodded, “Human effort is the decisive factor, you don't have to worry too much. No matter what, we will support you.”
“Thank you, Grandfather Lu. Since I have accepted this challenge, I naturally want to be victorious. Of course, I also must be victorious. The people of Still water sword school hates me to the bone, if I lose, they will most likely chop me into bits?”
Lu Xingkong looked Li Muyang in the eye and said in an unwavering voice. “I will never allow such a thing to happen.”
Li Muyang smiled and did not speak.
Tomorrow was the day of his martial arts contest against Mu Dingyi on the Sword G.o.d square. If that old guy really had the intention to kill, who could stop him? Who would be able to stop him?
It has to be said that Li Muyang felt that his life was very bitter.
He had never done anything bad to an elderly, so why don't the elderly like him?
While all the Grandfathers of the world seemed to like Li s.h.i.+nian——
Lu Qingming looked exhausted. It seemed that he had worked too hard during this period of time, felt immense psychological pressure, and have not had a good rest for some time.
Lu Qingming took a long, deep look at Li Muyang, stretched out his hand and pat him firmly on the shoulder, “Don't worry. It's going to be okay. Just fight with your heart, leave everything else to us. We are your strong support—–”
As he spoke, Lu Qingming's hand suddenly turned from a pat to a clutch, moving at a fierce speed towards Li Muyang's neck.
Huuu—
Dark flames flickered around the palm of Lu Qingming.
If struck, Li Muyang would immediately lose the ability to move, his body of qi blocked, and could neither live nor die.
Li Muyang's reaction was swifter; his body tilted to one side, his untied loose hair, like a sharp horsetail whisk, ruthlessly whipped the palm of Lu Qingming's hand.
PA—-
Lu Qingming pulled back his hand, anxiously gazed at Li Muyang. “Muyang——”
Li Muyang looked back at Lu Qingming with a grateful look. “Uncle Lu, I know you want to protect me, but let me fight this battle——-The person he challenged is me, how can I let others fight for me, or even die for me?”
“No.” Lu Qingming's face was ashen, his clenched fist booming, his eyes reddened as he turned to look at his father Lu Xingkong, and roared in a hoa.r.s.e voice: “Father, say something, we already—–already owe him too much, and I really can't—–really can't let him throw away his life—–”
Lu Xingkong gave no response.
He just took a deep look at Lu Qingming, also at Li Muyang.
“Father, say something. Only you can change all this—–Your words, Muyang will surely listen to you.” Lu Qingming cried.
“What do you want me to say?”
“I want you to tell Muyang the truth, I want you to tell Muyang—–”
“How do you know Muyang is bound to lose?” Lu Xingkong snapped, interrupting the truth that Liu Qingming was about to blurt out.
“Father——”
“How do you know that Muyang is bound to lose?”
“I——Father, Muyang's opponent is Mu Dingyi. In the entire West Wind Kingdom, how many people can win against him?”
“The battle has not yet begun, clamour shakes the morale of the army. Fortunately, you are at home, if it was on the battlefield, I will certainly drag you out for you to receive military punishment—–”
“But, Father there really is no chance of winning——”
“Is that right? I'm going to bet with you. This battle, I bet that Muyang will certainly win.”
“———”
“What? You don't dare to bet?”
“Father, I still can't help but worry—–“
“Look at you, where is the look of a provincial governor? Look at Muyang——he is young, but much calmer than you——Have you seen Muyang worried before?”
Lu Qingming was full of grievances to tell. Muyang don't have to worry, but he has to worry about it.
He was the father of Li Muyang, the biological father of Li Muyang.
With the wave of his hand, Lu Xingkong said, “Muyang, it's good to see that you're fine. You go and have a good rest. Tomorrow, I will go to the Sword G.o.d Square to cheer for you.”
“Thank you, Grandfather Lu.” Li Muyang smile, then turned to Lu Qingming and rea.s.sured in a comforting voice, “Uncle Lu, you don't have to worry. I'll be fine. Even if I can't beat him, I can run from him right?”
“Muyang, don't be careless.”
“I understand.”
Li Muyang returned to the small courtyard where he resided. His parents and sister were all sent away and there was him living in the small courtyard.
In order not to disturb his practice, even the several servants did not dare to come to serve him.
Li Muyang stood in the middle of the courtyard, watching the snow swirling in the sky in deep thought, when there was a vigorous slam on the courtyard door.
“Li Muyang—-“
“Li Muyang, come out—–”
“Li Muyang, an old friend from Jiangnan is here, hurry come out to meet——-”
——
Li Muyang forced a smile, walked to the back door of the Lu residence to see Yan Xiangma creating a ruckus. “What are you here for?”
Yan Xiangma narrowed his eyes, looked Li Muyang up and down before his mouth drew back in a smile: “You are about to die, I came to accompany you for your last moments.”
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