Chapter 10

For the old man at this moment, even if he wants to move his feet, it is extremely difficult.

He looked at Qingyang with a trace of fear in his eyes.

You know, monks who practiced the fourth level of Taoism are enough to sweep away one side and establish a sect as the ancestors.

Even in any city on the border, even in Chuzhou City, where there are many masters, the number of people who can suppress themselves without the power to resist just by their aura will not exceed the number of hands.

Who is this?
Why have I never heard the name before?

Looking at the white cloak on Qingyang, the old man really couldn't imagine who it was.

Chen Xiuyuan had seen Qingyang standing aside a long time ago.

When Mo Ziming slandered his father for the first time, Qingyang planned to do something.

It's just that he wanted to see what he would do, so he resisted the desire to make a move.

Now that he has made a move, Chen Xiuyuan intends to believe it once, and believes that Qingyang will not let him have any worries.

This is due to the gradual establishment of trust in the father and in Chuzhou City.

Even if Chen Xiuyuan knew that this Qingyang had a big opinion of him.

After all, at this time, Chen Xiuyuan represented not only himself, but also Chuzhou City, his father, and Chen Jiajun's face!
Of course, Chen Xiuyuan was very pleased with the result of trying to believe.

……

boom!
Chen Xiuyuan punched Mo Ziming in the chest, directly breaking his chest ribs.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Ziming was thrown away like a broken sack.

Even if Mo Ziming hastily resisted again just now, it was completely useless.

Bang!
Mo Ziming fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood, ignoring his injuries, the shock in his eyes couldn't be added.

"Aren't you a waste of cultivation?"

"It turns out that you have been hiding your strength."

Chen Xiuyuan looked down at Mo Ziming, and said, "It's not that I'm hiding, but it's been a long time since I've had anything to do personally. Do you think the son of a general guarding the frontier can be a waste like you?"

Hearing this, Mo Ziming spat out a mouthful of blood again, feeling like he was powerless to fight back with just one punch.

He has such a strong strength, why should he be said to be a waste who has entered the third realm?
Qing Yang on the side was also shocked, is this still that daring dude?
He obviously entered the third realm of Dao the day before yesterday, how could he be so strong today?
The hidden spiritual power on the fist is definitely comparable to a monk in the late stage of palace cultivation.

Originally, Qingyang planned to make a move at the most critical moment, not only to preserve the prestige of the general, but also to make Chen Xiuyuan feel what it means to be afraid, so that he can be more stable in the future.

But what's going on now?

Lost his vanguard position just like that?

Qingyang looked at Mo Ziming, with disdain flashing in his eyes, he really looked down on a trash who couldn't even beat a dandy.

Why are you, Mo Ziming, so useless?

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

The people in Chuzhou City only know that their son is a monk who has entered the third realm of Taoism.

It is said that among the monks, they are considered to be very rubbish.

I thought that this monk who spoke so much nonsense would be so powerful that he would have to rely on others to subdue him.

Unexpectedly, he was even worse than the young master.

"Young master played well!"

"Young master is mighty!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Eat the inside and outside of the food. Once this guy starts a war, he will definitely inform the Yaozu that he must be killed."

"That's right, my lord, when you come to the Sun's Pork Shop in Daliushu Lane to buy anything, you don't need any money, and the meat is absolutely fresh!"

Chen Xiuyuan glanced at the one who said he didn't need money, good guy, how can we forcefully place an advertisement?
Mo Ziming on the ground originally looked at the old servant who came with him resentfully, but saw a burly man in an armor and cloak standing in front of the old servant, and the old servant's back was already wet with sweat.

He couldn't help but panic, and he clearly understood that his support was gone.

Hearing the shouts of these mortals, Mo Ziming was even more uncertain. He was not sure whether Chen Xiuyuan would really kill him.

Because a dude like Chen Xiuyuan not only has a great general as his father, but also has a more famous elder brother.

Many people said that Chen Xiuyuan's elder brother, Chen Yanding, was much stronger than the current head student of the new Chongxu Academy, Mo Zixu, and the two could not be compared at all.

Because Shi Tianfeng, who can be called "Tianjiao Twins" with Chen Yanding, is much stronger than Mo Zixu.

Then why is Mo Zixu compared with Chen Yanding?
In this case, Chen Xiuyuan didn't care what Mo Zixu thought.

When Mo Ziming came out of his home, the whole journey went smoothly, and he was treated with courtesy wherever he went.

Although he knew it was because of his elder brother, Mo Ziming couldn't help enjoying the compliments others gave him.

So I also hope that I can become a person like my brother.

Then he set off early, crossed the Blood River non-stop, and arrived at the border, hoping to gain some fame in the relics of the Martial Saints.

But just in time to see the ban issued by Chuzhou City.

Of course the proud Mo Ziming couldn't help it, and wanted to come to seek justice for Chongxu Academy.

Because he is going to enter Chongxu Academy soon, if this matter can be done well, he will definitely get better treatment after entering the academy.

But I didn't realize it, now life and death are up to me...

Chen Xiuyuan withdrew his gaze from the crowd, and instead of killing Mo Ziming in a hurry, he asked, "Are you Mo Zixu's younger brother?"

Mo Ziming's heart moved, perhaps, Chen Xiuyuan was afraid of the power represented by his elder brother?
Yes, that's right.

Others don't know the weight of the first study, but Chen Xiuyuan must know it.

A first school who is traveling outside can act on behalf of Tai Xue with full authority.

Chongyuan Academy and Chongxu Academy are the top two imperial schools of the Daxuan Dynasty, and their strengths cannot be easily ignored even by the Holy One.

Thinking of this, Mo Ziming felt confident again.

That's right, he is Mo Zixu's younger brother. Wherever he goes, others will treat him with courtesy.

Mo Ziming completely thought that these so-called bans in Chuzhou City were the intention of General Zhenyuan, and that Chen Xiuyuan was just a pawn pushed out.

General Zhenyuan doesn't need to care about Chongxu Academy, because no one can threaten him, and the grand sacrificial wine can only be regarded as someone who can talk to him on an equal footing.

The only thing that can threaten him in Chongxu Academy is the old Jijiu who founded Chongxu Academy and has been retreating in the back mountain without caring about world affairs.

But what kind of person is Lao Jijiu, how can he care about such trivial things in the world?
But General Zhenyuan didn't care, but Chen Xiuyuan was afraid, because there were too many people who could threaten him.

So Mo Ziming took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said: "That's right, my brother is Mo Zixu, the head student of Chongxu Academy, and he is expected to be accepted as a true biography by the Dajijiu. You can't kill me , or my brother will never let you go."

"Today, I am not as good as others. I, Mo Ziming, am not someone who can't afford to lose. This time I admit it. I will visit again some day."

After saying that, Mo Ziming wanted to stand up and leave.

Chen Xiuyuan took a step forward, raised his right foot, and stomped Mo Ziming, who was about to get up halfway, onto the ground. He stepped on his feet, and said calmly, "Did I tell you to go?"

After Mo Ziming suffered this great humiliation, he couldn't bear the anger in his heart anymore: "Chen Xiuyuan, don't bully others too much. I, Mo Ziming, will repay ten times the humiliation today."

Chen Xiuyuan shook his head, raised his foot, and stepped on it instantly.

 The word count in this chapter is 2222, this is really...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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