Sure enough, what he had feared most had happened after all.
However, this was also the outcome Li Mu Yang had long anticipated.
When he had used this punch while battling Chu Xun at Starry Sky Academy, Yang Xiao Hu had already grown suspicious of its name and origins. Beneath the starry sky, experts emerged in endless succession—how could there possibly be no one else who knew this fist technique?
The Shocking Dragon Fist had originally been one of the most powerful fist techniques in all of Divine Land. It was a miraculous technique recorded in countless cultivation manuals and general treatises on fist arts.
For an experienced expert like Mu Dingyi, who had seen and heard so much, recognizing this punch was hardly surprising.
Li Mu Yang looked up at the aggressive Mu Dingyi high in the sky and asked with a puzzled expression, "What did you say this fist was?"
"The Shocking Dragon Fist," Mu Dingyi replied. "A fist technique belonging to the dragon race."
"Impossible, right?" Li Mu Yang said with an exaggerated look of astonishment and a smile. "Old sir, don't joke with me. Where in this world are there any dragons? If there aren't even dragons, how could there be a fist technique belonging to the dragon race?"
"Who said there are no dragons in this world?"
"There are?" Li Mu Yang said, his face alight with excitement. "There really are dragons? Find one and let me have a look."
Mu Dingyi felt like drawing his sword and cutting someone down again. Where was he supposed to find a dragon at a time like this?
Mu Dingyi had no choice but to reflect inwardly. He wondered whether his Still Water Sword Technique had not been cultivated deeply enough, and whether his "Still Water Mental Cultivation"