At that moment, Young Master Du Long had already decided that he would kill Mu Yuan later.
Of course, before crushing this little ant to death, it would be rather entertaining to toy with him first, wouldn't it?
After a moment of silence, Mu Yuan said seriously,
"Are you an idiot? Or did you fail elementary school and can't understand the literal meaning of words?"
Mm.
He was very serious.
There was not the slightest trace of a joke in his tone.
The entire valley seemed as though someone had flipped a mute switch. It was terrifyingly silent!
Drip! Drip!
A sheen of cold sweat appeared on Liu Wan'er's forehead and streamed down from the corners of her brows. Her pretty face grew paler and paler until it finally turned ashen.
She knew things had become serious.
The moment Mu Yuan uttered the four words, "I don't agree," the outcome had already been decided.
In truth, who present actually agreed?
But who would truly dare to say such words aloud?
Hadn't they seen that even Qing Fu, who was domineering and arrogant to the extreme, had lowered his head?
If one wanted to survive in the cruel Great Thousand World, wasn't bowing one's head and lying an essential skill?
Liu Wan'er felt both despair and bitterness.
Li Lang's expression was also extremely ugly.
This arrogant fool Mu Yuan was going to get him killed.
At that moment,
Liu Tairong, Wang Kangping, Yuan Xueyang, and the others were also shaken to the core by Mu Yuan's words. They abruptly looked at him, their faces filled with stunned disbelief.
This little ant at the middle stage of the Spiritual Movement Realm was simply the very definition of courting death.
In their eyes, Mu Yuan was undoubtedly dead, yet they had no choice but to admire his ability to seek death.
He had taken reckless courting of death to an unparalleled height.
Even Qing Fu could not help but take another look at the little ant he had never spared a second glance for from beginning to end.
He would remember this little ant well and use him as a negative example when traveling the Great Thousand World in the future.
Even Young Master Du Long himself was so shocked that he was momentarily speechless.
Although he did not know what failing elementary school meant, that did not prevent him from understanding the sentence.
Mu Yuan had called him an idiot. Even Xu Guang of the Western Spiritual Territory would not dare say such words to his face.
Young Master Du Long stared fixedly at Mu Yuan, the killing intent in his eyes almost solidifying into substance.
"You truly deserve to die!!!"
Nie Daoqun also snapped out of his dazed state, as though his mind had crashed.
Young Master Du Long had actually been cursed at, and in such a vile manner. He simply could not believe it.
His mind had remained muddled for quite some time before he recovered.
At that moment, he wished he could crush Mu Yuan to pieces to dispel the faint fury in his heart.
"Young Master Du Long, killing trash like him would only dirty your hands. Allow this humble one to serve you like a dog or horse!"
Of course, without Young Master Du Long's permission, Nie Daoqun still did not dare act.
Perhaps this was what they called a bootlicker!
Mu Yuan had truly seen one today.
Young Master Du Long had regained some composure, but the fury in his heart only grew stronger.
"Killing him would be letting him off too easily. I want him to suffer a fate worse than death!!!"
A deep, sinister look surfaced at the corners of his mouth as he looked at Mu Yuan with cruel amusement in his eyes.
He had never been cursed so viciously before.
For that reason, he had decided to properly entertain Mu Yuan.
However, just as Nie Daoqun had said, a little ant at the middle stage of the Spiritual Movement Realm was not worthy of dying by his hand. It would indeed dirty his hands.
Mu Yuan was unworthy.
"Yes."
Nie Daoqun nodded heavily, forcibly suppressing his killing intent and steadying his emotions.
A moment later, Nie Daoqun turned to Mu Yuan and let out a vicious grin.
"Little ant, are you especially regretful now? Regretful that I didn't cleave you in half with one slash earlier?"
Yet Mu Yuan's response was only three words muttered to himself.
"Sword Drawing Art!"
Along with it, Mu Yuan raised his hand.
His body, mind, and sword became one.
Pfft!
A streak of sword light flashed, incomparably fast.
A sword strike so fast that it surpassed the limits of the naked eye!
Nie Daoqun, who had been grinning viciously, froze. His eyes suddenly widened, his mind went blank, and only one thought of utter terror remained—Will I die?
He had truly sensed the scent of death from this ant before him.
How was that possible?
This sword strike was actually faster than his Nine Blade Art!!!
Unfortunately, there was no time left to think.
He did not want to die!
At once, the spiritual power throughout Nie Daoqun's body surged to the limit, forming a spiritual power barrier in front of him.
Unfortunately, that spiritual power barrier was as good as nonexistent. It did not block the streak of sword light at all as it easily swept through his body.
Whoosh.
Mu Yuan's sword had already returned to its sheath, as if it had never moved.
"You!"
Nie Daoqun only managed to say that one word before collapsing face-first onto the ground. Blood dyed the earth red, and his face was filled with intense shock and confusion.
He did not understand why that sword strike had ignored his defense.
Unfortunately, he would not understand that question even in death.
At that moment, nearly everyone was dumbfounded.
Everyone had witnessed Nie Daoqun's strength.
He had easily shattered Liu Wan'er's defense. Aside from Qing Fu and Young Master Du Long, it would not be an exaggeration to call him the strongest person present.
Yet he had been killed by Mu Yuan with a single sword strike?
Killed in one strike!
Even the strongest, Young Master Du Long, could easily defeat Nie Daoqun, but he could not kill him in a single strike!
Only silence remained in the entire valley.
The geniuses present remained stunned for dozens of breaths, their minds roaring, before they gradually came to their senses. When they looked at Mu Yuan again, their gazes had completely changed.
They were all filled with uncertainty and disbelief.
No one could understand how someone at the middle stage of the Spiritual Movement Realm could defeat someone in the Spirit Wheel Realm. There was an entire major realm between them!!!
"Nie Daoqun, you deserved to die!"
Liu Wan'er spoke slowly, but she still could not conceal the shock in her heart.
Because when Mu Yuan had held his sword to her neck yesterday, he had not used this move.
In her eyes, Mu Yuan's strongest technique had undoubtedly been his fists.
Who could have expected that Mu Yuan possessed such a strange move as well?
"This should be the legendary Sword Drawing Art!"
That sword strike had truly been powerful!
She was also thankful that Mu Yuan had not used this move against her yesterday.
Otherwise, she would have become a corpse without even having the chance to explain herself.
Gulp.
Li Lang swallowed hard.
"Earlier, Liu Wan'er said he wasn't an ant and that he had crippled Zhang Long... It was all actually true!"
At that moment, even Li Lang's thoughts had frozen.
"He also said that no matter how strong the opponent was, one sword strike would be enough. If one strike wasn't enough, then two..."
"At the time, I scoffed at him and even said disrespectful things to him... Thinking about it now, I was truly ridiculous..."
The strength Mu Yuan had displayed was greater even than Qing Fu's, perhaps not even weaker than Young Master Du Long's!
Amid the deathly silence, Mu Yuan smiled, a flash of bored mockery passing over his face.
"You want me to suffer a fate worse than death? Hehe..."
He turned his head slightly, looked at Young Master Du Long, and raised an eyebrow.
"I said I don't agree. I said you're an idiot. So what? You don't accept what I said?"
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