142 – Interpreting the language of dragons!
Chapter 142: Interpreting the language of dragons!
The tiger doesn’t get angry, so you treat him as a little lamb.
All along, Yang Xiaohu always gave the impression of a bashful, reserved, quiet, and nice guy. A little shy, a little weak, he looks like a punching bag that anyone can step on and spit on.
At the first time of meeting, Yang Xiaohu was bullied by other two Starry Sky teachers Kong Li and Xiahou Qianbai.
When the three of them stood together, it looked as though two Starry Sky teachers were bringing along their idiot servant—-although the servant was also wearing the Starry Sky teacher’s special robe.
After knowing him for a while, people would realise he’s someone everyone wants to bully—-because he’s so easy to bully.
During class, he’s amiable and students could argue with him as they wished.
After class, he had no authority and students are not respectful to him.
Today, they were even more unreasonable, Tie Muxin and Chu Xun fought in class; as Yang Xiaohu tried to discourage them, they even told the teacher to go away—
He had reached the end of his patience; he could no longer endure anymore.
Yang Xiaohu decided to stamp his authority
He slapped Tie Muxin on the shoulder, causing the qi that Tie Muxin gathered to disperse immediately. Then, he stretched out his hand at Chu Xun and the sword tightly held in Chu Xun’s hand fell right into his palm—–seeing him moving like a ghost, people stood in shocked silence.
To be admitted into Starry Sky Academy, Tie Muxin and Chu Xun obviously are both quite strong.
However, Yang Xiaohu so easily settled these two guys—-what what realm was Yang Xiaohu in?
“Teacher Yang, you—–” Tie Muxin toppled to the ground, looking at Yang Xiaohu with his face filled with surprise. With his focus entirely on Chu Xun all this time, he did not realise what was going on, the ‘sandstorm power’ he accumulated suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
“Teacher Yang—-” Chu Xun flinched and stumbled back. Although he did not fall, his sword fell into the hands of Teacher Yang. This was the second time he lost his sword.
As an outstanding swordsman, not being able to control his own sword was the biggest shame in his life.
Chu Xun’s face was burning with embarrassment, even worse than the fallen Tie Muxin.
Qiandu pensively gazed at Yang Xiaohu, as if the scene that happened just now was not surprising at all.
Lu Qiji was still displaying a frosty appearance, as though she completely did not care what was going on around her.
Cai Pa’s eyes lit up, greedily surveyed Yang Xiaohu. To have such a master as teacher is one of the greatest blessings to a student.
With a smiling face, Lin Canghai watched Yang Xiaohu, saying: “Teacher Yang is in the Withering Glory realm, right? Starry Sky Academy really lives up to its name.”
Lin Canghai’s exclamation was not made without thinking.
The divine continent is vast, all the nine nations strive to be the best, along with the countless ethnic minorities in the desert and grasslands. There are billions of people altogether, but only a very small number of them could cultivate to the Withering Glory stage.
Just like brother and sister Li Muyang and Li Shinian. If an old Taoist master did not give Li Shinian a copy of the ‘Art of the Breaking Body’ to assist her in establishing her foundation, her life would most likely be like an ordinary person, unable to even take half a step into the mysterious door.
Not to mention Li Muyang, if his body did not suddenly start to change, he would remain a sick person, a trash—–And not even be as good as the thousands of ordinary people around him.
There’s the royal family, outstanding talents of the noble families, top elites of the nine nations, the dark horse of the desert and the grasslands, the geniuses of various top sects—-
Adding them all together, cultivationists are not a minority.
But cultivationists who could reach the Withering Glory state are extremely few, they can all be said to be illustrious individuals of the generation.
For example the best of West Wind Kingdom’s military Lu Xingkong, he is a war hero and with outstanding military achievement, his cultivation has reached the Withering Glory realm. He is one of the strongest in the entire West Wind Kingdom. He is someone who countless people admire and look up to, and also someone who countless elites want to surpass.
If a Withering Glory realm master like him appears in any of the nine nations, they would either be invited into the palace and live like a prince and be worshiped, or would be dispatched to important cities or frontier stockade to lead troops or perhaps become a provincial governor.
However, in Starry Sky Academy, even an ordinary teacher is at the Withering Glory realm——at least according to Lin Canghai.
Is this not astounding?
Li Muyang widened his eyes, becoming dumbstruck for a long time before he said in the most surprised tone: “Teacher Yang, your abilities are remarkable, you are the strongest skilled master I have ever seen in my life. A powerful person really does not expose his true self. Teacher Yang has this sort of power but is still low-profile, you really are the example us students should learn from.!
Li Muyang thought of ‘latching onto thick thighs’, at that time he felt Yang Xiaohu’s thighs are not thick enough and he won’t be able to help him protect his family. So, instead he grabbed onto Kong Li and Xiahou Qianbai in front of Yang Xiaohu—–But now he was worried that Yang Xiaohu would hold a grudge, write his name down in the small notebook he carried about with him.
“One must not provoke scholars.” Li Muyang had always remembered this phrase. Who was it that said this?
Yang Xiaohu’s face flushed with embarrassment, waving sheepishly as he said: “Don’t say that, don’t say that—-I’m just an ordinary person. A brick of Starry Sky Academy, where I am needed, that’s where I will be.”
“Teacher Yang is humble, open-minded and radiates the aura of a very able person——” Li Muyang said flatteringly. He wanted to eliminate Teacher Yang’s prejudice against him as soon as possible. He is someone without power, without any support but carried the burden of people wanting to kill him for vengeance – no that’s not right, he was the unlucky person who was being chased and kill. He had kept fatty Gongshu Yuan’s words firmly in mind: ‘Grab onto thick thighs’.
For his family, Li Muyang was willing to endure all the suffering and humiliation.
Even if someone accused him of being shameless, he did not mind.
“It’s still class time now, you can’t fight.” Yang Xiaohu came in front of Chu Xun, handed back the sword and said sternly: “you’re fighting in every class, that’s a lack of respect for me the teacher.”
With a rush of complicated emotions, Chu Xun received the sword.
The diamond sword he extremely liked before, felt as if it was scalding his hand.
Yang Xiaohu then walked over and supported Tie Muxin back up, saying: “student Tie Muxin are you alright?”
“I’m fine.” Tie Muxin exclaimed with his face filled with excitement. Men from the desert tended to like powerful people. The stronger they are, the more they respect and are fond of. “Teacher Yang, I didn’t know you are so amazing. Normally you look weak, I thought you were a——-”
“You though I’m a pedagogue that can’t even tie up a chicken?” Yang Xiaohu asked with a smile.
“Hehe——–” Tie Muxin laughed awkwardly.
Yang Xiaohu patted him on the shoulder, saying: “Classmates are friends, you can entrust them with your life. You don’t always need to draw your sword for small matters, there’s no need to suddenly fight to the bitter end. If you really wanted to compare and practice, there are plenty of opportunities later——-There’s the martial arts practice building, it’s the place for a fair battle. After the battle, you can put winning and losing aside and become good friends in the future.”
“There’s also the Starry Sky battlefield, of course, I wouldn’t advise everyone to go there, that’s where people fight to death——-although students have their own freedom, and the school would not stand against it.”
“Starry Sky Academy is a micro-society, the emotions that you experience outside, you will also experience them in Starry Sky Academy. Love, hate and affection are also experienced in Starry Sky Academy. Do what you want freely. That has always been the motto of Starry Sky Academy.”
Yang Xiaohu pulled out a book, his gaze panning across everyone as he said: “well, too much digression. Now I can finally start the class——Everyone take out the book I prepared for you.”
A book was laid out in front of each student, on the cover of each book, in simple ancient writing were the characters: [Language of the Dragon].
The handwriting in each book are the same, Li Muyang recognised it was Yang Xiaohu’s writing. He specially copied out the content for each student.
“I copied the [Language of the dragon] for everyone.” Yang Xiaohu said with a smile. He raised his hand, waving a yellow colour scroll around in the air, saying: “The original is in my hands. There’s only one copy, I can’t let everyone see.”
“In my many years of research, dragon language is the language that’s most obscure, difficult to learn and to imitate.” Yang Xiaohu said seriously. He resumed the look of a nerdy teacher as before. However, no student dared to look down or underestimate him anymore. Every student sat up straight, looking full of energy, and did not dare to whisper to each other.
“The pitch is simple and sometimes it’s just a single word. But the monosyllabic word changes according to its seriousness, tone, pronunciation and the length, all these may lead to different interpretations and meanings.”
‘I’ll give you an example.” Yang Xiaohu said. He pinched his nose and made an extremely eerie tone, then asked: “Do you know what that means?”
“I don’t know.” The students answered together.
“Joy.” Li Muyang blurted out unconsciously. As if the word did not come from his mouth.
“I knew you guys——-” Yang Xiaohu said with a smile. It was his usual procedure because it’s impossible for the students who just arrived at Starry Sky to know the meaning of dragon speech.
Before asking the question, he had already prepared what to say next.
Then, he came to an abrupt halt, staring at Li Muyang in astonishment: “student Li Muyang—-what did you just say?”
He heard a different voice, a different answer to those ‘I do not know’.
He heard someone say ‘joy’; it was Li Muyang’s voice.
Although he only uttered the one word for a very brief moment but he could hear it very clearly.
Because it was different, it stood out.
“I didn’t say anything.” Li Muyang, trying to maintain his composure, squeezed out a smile.
His heart pounded like crazy, he knew that he was about to face a huge crisis.