The empire had an ancient proverb: for every lie, ten thousand more lies were needed to make it whole.
Li Mu Yang was, of course, not using anything called "Clumsy Bird Flies First."
He did not know that fabricated footwork at all.
To evade Mu Dingyi's Carefree Three Swords, Li Mu Yang had no choice but to use the Cloud and Rain Command Art he had learned from that black dragon.
One had to know that dragons were divine creatures born to soar beyond the Ninth Heaven. The Cloud and Rain Command Art was the most basic flying technique that every dragon should master.
Most humans flew by controlling their qi, or, more precisely, by flying on swords. Some also relied on other divine artifacts or pets to assist them in flight.
But flight was the dragons' unique gift, an ability they possessed from birth.
Perhaps their combat strength was inferior to that of some powerful human martial artists, but when it came to escaping, there were probably few who could match them.
Li Mu Yang was naturally no match for Mu Dingyi. When Mu Dingyi unleashed the Carefree Three Swords, Li Mu Yang did not even have the thought of counterattacking.
Yet it was precisely then that he pushed the Cloud and Rain Command Art he had bitterly practiced for half a year to its utmost limit.
He was like a divine dragon soaring across the heavens, freely weaving and rising amid flashes of saber and sword, lightning and thunder. He avoided the sword formation created by Mu Dingyi's Carefree Three Swords and withdrew with ease.
Once again, he had escaped death by a hair's breadth.
From the very beginning, no one could have imagined that Li Mu Yang would win.
Of course, Li Mu Yang himself had never