104: Chapter 104 Li Yuan, Eighth Rank?

"Playing the fool and acting crazy, you're quite good at putting on a show.

Haven't you gotten tired of pretending for all these years?"

Looking down at Yan Wudi beneath his feet, Li Yuan questioned him softly.

Others might not have been able to tell, but after the exchange just now, it was very obvious whether this Yan Wudi was faking his madness.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Li Yuan didn't bother to press further.

If you want to maintain your persona of a madman, then continue.

It wouldn't stop him from doing what he needed to do.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone around, Li Yuan withdrew his sword and then thrust it into his body once more.

An Eighth-Grade Martial Artist at Great Perfection should have physical strength far exceeding that of others.

Although he didn't have the terrifying physique of a Ninth-Grade Supreme that transcended Mortals.

The blades of ordinary Martial Artists should, at most, only cause some superficial wounds.

Anyone who practiced martial arts knew this to some extent.

Yet, the sword strikes Li Yuan unleashed happened to pierce through his body.

Moreover, he was able to pierce through his body without much effort.

Following that, it was one sword strike after another.

The screams of this man, known as the number one person below the Ninth-Grade, echoed through the martial arts academy.

"You there, don't leave just yet."

While he was acting, the Yan family member who had previously read the letter from the City Lords Mansion of Yingyang Pass was constantly shifting.

He was retreating backward with small, hurried steps.

He wanted to avoid attention as much as possible and then escape from the Meifengshan Martial Arts Academy.

This Yan family member never expected such an outcome.

He had originally thought that the biggest problem of this trip would be his inability to restrain Yan Wudi.

Their Second Master Yan always lacked restraint in his strikes.

With just a little lack of attention, he could severely injure Li Yuan.

But he never expected that Yan Wudi would be stepped on and pinned to the ground, and that his own life would also be in danger.

"By attacking our Yan Family's Second Master like this, the Yan Family will not be kind to you. I advise you..."

Being reminded by Li Yuan, this Yan family member, for some unknown reason, actually began to warn Li Yuan.

Hearing this, Li Yuan did not hesitate.

The long sword in his hand instantly pierced toward Yan Wudi's vital throat.

The Yan Family won't be kind to me?

Things have already reached this point, and you're still talking about kindness?

Seeing Yan Wudi's voice gradually fade, the Yan family member panted heavily, swallowing all the words that had been at the tip of his tongue.

If he even dared to kill Second Master Yan, Yan Wudi, then what was he...

"Well, I'll leave you with half a life so you can go back and inform the Yan Family.

Words spoken must be fulfilled.

Be honest and arrange for Yan Chenzhou to come over for the Drug Trial."

As he spoke, Li Yuan walked directly toward him.

"You just said not to damage my internal organs, so I won't damage yours either.

Only breaking your four limbs can be considered my repayment to you."

As the words fell, Li Yuan unleashed a gust of palm wind.

This palm force directly shattered the bones and tendons of his four limbs.

The intense pain caused both snot and tears to flow.

"I'll have to ask the Masters to find a courier station to send him back. If he tries to return to the Yan Family on his own, I'm afraid he'll die on the road."

Li Yuan still spoke politely to the Instructors of the Meifengshan Martial Arts Academy.

However, the group of Instructors was a bit unaccustomed to it.

The strength Li Yuan displayed had already surpassed them.

He could even give them pointers...

Li Yuan's humble attitude made them feel embarrassed.

They even felt a sense of unworthiness.

Hesitating for a moment, the several Instructors nodded and stepped forward to take the Yan family member away.

As for Yan Wudi, the Instructors took a look but said nothing.

This man, the number one person below the Ninth-Grade in Da Shun, seemed to have stopped breathing.

The long sword had pierced through his throat.

The physique of an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist shouldn't be able to withstand such a fatal injury.

Even for a Ninth-Grade Martial Artist, surviving an injury of this magnitude would likely be difficult.

Li Yuan did not ask the Instructors to handle Yan Wudi's body.

He was a core member of the Yan Family. By staining himself with Yan Wudi's blood, Li Yuan had naturally placed himself in opposition to the Yan Family and become their enemy.

Li Yuan intended to take responsibility for this matter himself.

There was no need to involve others.

The more people involved, the more favors he would owe.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Li Yuan reached out and grabbed Yan Wudi's body.

Carrying him like that, he took the corpse out of the Meifengshan Martial Arts Academy.

Walking into a bamboo grove, he then threw him onto the ground.

"What kind of feigning death trick is this? You're certainly making it look real.

With that kind of injury, even a Ninth-Grade would have at most a few breaths left, yet you can still hold on.

But unfortunately, no one can feign death in front of me."

Li Yuan continued to speak as he looked at the motionless Yan Wudi.

After mastering the Corpse Looting Technique, no one knew better than he whether the person before him was dead or alive.

This Yan Wudi before him looked like he had long since perished, yet there was no light on his body at all.

The corpse of an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist should, at the very least, emit a purple light.

But this corpse before him had no light at all.

That made it very clear: Yan Wudi wasn't dead.

Seeing that he still didn't respond, Li Yuan didn't bother to say more.

He continued to stab with his sword until the purple light appeared.

At this moment, this mad Eighth-Grade Expert of the Yan Family truly perished.

Seeing his corpse, Li Yuan immediately used the Corpse Looting Technique.

To be honest, Li Yuan looked down somewhat on the martial arts experience and Internal Energy he obtained from Yan Wudi.

He was purely curious about how he could feign death so well.

Through the Corpse Looting Technique, Li Yuan did not obtain any technique similar to feigning death.

He only discovered some interesting things in his martial arts experience.

Yan Wudi was born with a very weak sense of pain.

He could feel those injuries, but they didn't feel very painful.

What was said to be some kind of feigning death technique was actually a certain talent of Yan Wudi's.

While Li Yuan was busy here, several Instructors gathered and walked quickly toward the Dean's courtyard.

Seeing them arrive, the Dean's attendant did not make them wait and immediately invited them in: "The Dean is at the Listening Cicada Pavilion. You may go directly there."

The Instructors were stunned for a moment, feeling somewhat confused.

Could it be that their Dean had already heard about what just happened?

They had walked so quickly; there was no reason for anyone else to have delivered the news ahead of them.

This confusion did not last long.

When they arrived at the Listening Cicada Pavilion, Dean Guo's first words dispelled everyone's doubts.

"Has that child Li Yuan been captured by Yan Wudi?"

Hearing this, everyone understood instantly.

Their Dean didn't know anything at all and was completely guessing.

Seeing that no one spoke, Dean Guo's brow furrowed even tighter.

"Is Li Yuan injured? Is he severely injured?

Didn't I tell you to persuade him? A Drug Trial is better than being injured.

Yan Wudi is incredibly mad; his strikes are meant to severely injure people and ruin their path of cultivation..."

Dean Guo's words were full of apology.

This apology was for Li Yuan.

As the Dean of the martial arts academy, he had failed to protect his own Disciple.

Even in the face of crisis, he, the Dean, didn't dare to show his face.

His actions made even himself feel ashamed.