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Yun Qian Hao raised his gaze and looked at the young man before him. His hands, which were holding onto the sword, subconsciously tightened their grip. There were some fluctuations in the depths of his eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

In the past three years, the ridicule, ridicule, and blow he had faced had far surpassed all these.

"Very good, these three years, it's not a bad thing for you."

"Tell me, if you were walking along the road and a mad dog suddenly rushed out and bit you, what would you do?"

Yun Qian Hao was startled, he didn't expect Du Shaotian to suddenly ask this question, but shortly after, as if he understood something, he said: "Young Master, a mad dog bit me, I can't bite you back."

"Wrong!"

Du Shaotian shook his head.

"Young master, how am I wrong? Do you think I can bite a mad dog? I'm not a dog!" Yun Qian Hao was truly puzzled.

"Dogs are good friends with humans, but mad dogs are not. Crazy dogs will bite you, no matter whose family this mad dog belongs to, then just kill him, remember!" Du Shao Mu said to Yun Qian Hao.

Yun Qian Hao was startled and seemed to be slightly surprised. He then smiled and nodded: "Yes, Young Master. I will remember it!"

"Puchi …"

Someone in the crowd finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. The person who was scolding the crown prince was none other than the well-dressed youth beside him. Not only was this young master arrogant, he had sharp tongue and did not spare anyone with his words.

"Du Shaotian, Yun Qian Hao, who are you calling a mad dog!"

The well-dressed youth also understood what was going on, and his mocking and ridiculing face immediately turned the color of pig liver, as he glared angrily at Du Shaotian and Yun Qianhao.

Du Shaotian glanced at the well-dressed youth, but ignored him. He turned to Yun Qianhao and asked, "Do you know this mad dog?"

"The inner sect disciples of Celestial Sect entered Celestial Sect with me, but they didn't even have the qualifications to carry my shoes. Back then, they wanted to be my sword disciple, but I didn't think they would become someone else's sword disciple. I didn't expect them to become a mad dog." Yun Qianhao said.

"So that's how it is." Du Shaotian suddenly came to a realization.

"Bastard, who are you calling a mad dog!"

The well-dressed youth was completely enraged, his eyes were burning with anger, and he was in pain. Back then, he had indeed wanted to become Yun Qianhao's sword disciple, but Yun Qianhao had completely ignored him.

Only then did Du Shaotian glance at the well-dressed youth, saying, "Who's the one speaking up, who's the mad dog!"

The crowd wanted to laugh, but all of them could only hold back their laughter. They lowered their heads, afraid that they would laugh out loud.

This person was one of the crown prince's men. With the presence of the crown prince You Longquan, he did not dare to offend the crown prince.

However, there were still some people who could not hold it in and burst out laughing.

"You … You piece of trash, today I will kill you! "

The well-dressed youth was infuriated, his face ashen. Even in the Celestial Sect, there were few who dared to humiliate him like this, wanting to take action against him.

"You're courting death!"

Yun Zhenhai could no longer hold it in. A cold light surged in his eyes. He was afraid that if the well-dressed youth were to move, he would not be courteous at all.

Looking at Yun Zhenhai, the well-dressed youth was filled with fear. He was not a match for a ninth level Martial Lord.

"Mu Yun, step down. No matter what, Yun Qianhao was once your fellow sect disciple or disciple. Although he has become a cripple now, you can't be impudent either. Otherwise, there will be gossip about him.

The crown prince, You Longquan, spoke up as he looked at Du Shaotian, Yun Zhenhai, and Yun Qianhao.

"Yes, Crown Prince."

Mu Yun gritted his teeth and took a step back. However, his cold gaze was fixed on Du Shaotian and Yun Qianhao; his killing intent permeated the air.

"Master is finally willing to come out and lead the dog."

Du Shaotian was still calm as he replied, "But who is the cripple in the end? I'm not sure."

The corners of You Longquan's eyes twitched as he stared at Du Shaotian. A sinister and cold intent emerged as he said, "It seems that you are very satisfied with your sword disciple training?"

"Is the battle finally about to begin?"

Seeing the face of the Netherwyrm Spring and Du Shaotian, many of the people present understood what was going on.

Today, Tai Chi had come to the Wind Tomb City with absolutely no good intentions, and it had something to do with Li Ling'er.

Since Du Shaotian was the groom, the two of them would face each other sooner or later. However, he didn't expect it to be so soon.

In everyone's imaginations, the direct confrontation between the two might be a bit late.

One of them was the crown prince of You Country, the direct disciple of Celestial Sect. He was truly a favored son of heaven!

One of them was Mister Mo's junior brother, who had a mysterious origin and unfathomable medical skills. It was likely that there was a huge power backing him up.

Ten days ago, he killed Su Tian Yong, and just now, he was abusing dozens of geniuses from the Dreamy Cloud Academy at the city gate, helping Ye Chen break through. From this, it could be seen that the groom, Du Shaotian, was indeed Mr Mo's junior brother, and was not as terrible as the rumors in Beiyun City.

These two youths were fighting head on. This made it impossible to predict who would emerge victorious in the end.

But for those commoners in the Wind Tomb City, they didn't know much about it.

He only knew that the Crown Prince You Longquan was the true pride of the heavens. As for Young Master Du Shaosu, although he had some methods and abilities, he probably couldn't compare with the Crown Prince.

At this moment, the most nervous person in his heart was undoubtedly Li Zhangkong. The matter that he was most worried about had finally arrived.

Du Shao Mu didn't seem to care about what was going on in the crowd. Instead, he seemed to be quite interested in what was going on. He looked at the Serene Dragon Spring and asked, "Why? Do you want to challenge it?"

"Challenge …"

You Longquan gave a faint smile. Every move he made was filled with an innate noble air and royal aura. He looked down on Du Shaotian like an ant and asked, "You are just a crippled sword disciple, is it worth me to pay attention to you?"

"Although my sword disciple is crippled, let alone you, he is definitely stronger than any Son of God in the world, let alone your dog!" Du Shaotian said.

"This tone …"

"You're too arrogant!"

When Du Shaotian said those words, the entire room fell into silence. All they could do was to laugh in silence and shake their heads.

A useless sword disciple, even if he was once a peerless genius, would not dare to claim that he could compete with the legendary Holy Son and God Child, let alone now that he had been completely crippled.

This tone was too arrogant and ignorant!

"Bastard, who are you calling a dog!"

Mu Yun's face was the ugliest. This Du Shaotian had humiliated him time and time again.

"Who admits to it? Who is it? Isn't it obvious enough?" Du Shaotian chuckled.

"Puchi …"

Seeing that Mu Yun had run out to answer him, the entire venue burst into laughter once again.

Many people had already cast sympathetic gazes towards Mu Yun. Today, this fellow could be considered to have been thoroughly toyed with by Du Shaotian.

"Bastard, I'm not done with you …"

Looking at the gazes and laughter from all around, Mu Yun's expression turned extremely dark.

"Hahaha …" The ignorant are indeed fearless. "

You Longquan sneered, signalling Mu Yun to step back with his eyes. He was an ignorant, arrogant person, but this ignorant man had beaten his dog time and time again, which was equivalent to provoking his face.

With a smile on his face, You Longquan stared at Du Shaotian and said, "Since you have such high opinions of your crippled sword disciple, how about letting your sword student fight with my sword student? Today is a special day, how about we add some stakes as well?"

"The ignorant are indeed fearless."

Du Shaotian chuckled and said to Netherwyrm Spring, "Then make an appointment and let them fight. As for the wager, your sword disciple lost. Just kowtow to my sword disciple!"

"Make an appointment. Fifty years. Or a hundred. Or two hundred …"

The corner of his mouth lifted up as he sneered: "I've lost. If you let me kowtow to a cripple, I can forgive your arrogance, but if you lose, what's the point of gambling?"

"My life, if Yun Qianhao loses, I can give you my life, but your dog loses, you just have to kowtow to my sword disciple."

Without changing his expression, Du Shaotian said to the Nether Dragon Spring, "There's no need to wait for a hundred years. Today is my wedding day, so it's not good to see blood. It'll be ready in three to five days."

"Du Shaotian, stand down. How can you have the right to speak!"

Li Zhangkong finally couldn't take it anymore and stepped forward to berate him. His eyes continuously signaled for Du Shaotian to back off.

At this moment, Li Zhangkong was on the verge of collapse. What was Du Shaotian trying to do? He was too arrogant.