Chapter 815 Mu Liu (2/2)
“Deputy pavilion master of the Wind Pavilion, Chen Beifeng!”
Chen Beifeng’s voice was like a clap of thunder. His eyes locked on Ye Bingling like a blade as he said, “Please enlighten me!”
Ye Bingling’s pretty face was icy cold as her delicate body similarly shout out and landed on the bluestone platform. “Wind Pavilion’s deputy pavilion master, Ye Bingling!”
When these two appeared on the platform in the middle of the lake, the atmosphere suddenly became heated up. Countless eyes curiously studied the two, because in many people’s view, the two on the platform were the most important figures in the pavilion master selection.
Not far away a large number of people gathered. They all belonged to the Forest Pavilion, and in a way, the Forest Pavilion and the Wind Pavilion were close because Chi Jing and the Wood Clan were in some kind of alliance. They had allied to counter the Heavenly Spirit Sect, the Profound Crystal Clan and the White Clan together.
At this moment there were several figures on the Forest Pavilion’s side that were also staring at Chen Beifeng and Ye Bingling.
“Boss, who do you think the position of pavilion master will fall to? If it fell to Chen Beifeng, wouldn’t it be bad for Lady Chi Jing?” said a burly man with a thunderous voice. His saliva sputtered out like snowflakes dancing in the air.
In front of the burly man was a clear-faced young man. The young man stood tall and straight, his robe spotlessly clean. He gave an indescribable sense of cleanliness.
The young man peered down at the water stains forming on his clothes as the burly man spoke. The corners of his eyes twitched, and he forcibly resisted the urge to change his clothes on the spot. He showed a gentle smile and said, “Barbarian, I can hear you speak. You don’t have to be so close to me.”
The burly man, who was called a barbarian, nodded, and as he spoke, he sputtered more drops of saliva on the young man’s shoulder. “Oh, but if Chen Beifeng becomes the Wind Pavilion’s pavilion master, won’t our Forest Pavilion have to deal with three pavilions? I’m worried we won’t be able to stand against them.”
The youngster trembled all over.
The burly man finally noticed his sputters and immediately smiled apologetically. “I’m sorry, boss. I will help you wipe it.”
He quickly stretched out his huge dark hand to brush the young man’s shoulder.
As the handsome youngster watched the huge dark hand stretch over, veins bulged on his forehead. In the end he couldn’t stand it any longer. He lashed out with a lightning quick kick and sent the burly man flying into the lake before the dark hand could touch his shoulder.
The youngster exploded in anger. “You bastard, I’ve told you ten thousand times to not spit on me when you talk! You want me to die of anger, and then take the pavilion master position, don’t you?!”
Many members of the Forest Pavilion tried to contain themselves but couldn’t help letting out a stifled laugh, because the youngster in front of them was the present pavilion master of the Forest Pavilion, Mu Liu.
Next to Mu Liu, a young maiden in a pale green dress girl giggled undisguisedly. She had beautiful facial features, a slender willow-like waist and an elegant manner.
Her name was Mu Qingyan, the second strongest person in the Forest Pavilion, and the burly man, Jiang Man, was the third strongest.
Everyone of the Forest Pavilion knew that their pavilion master was usually calm and carefree, even in the face of Lu Xiao of the Fire Pavilion. But his only flaw was that he was super clean and couldn’t tolerate the slightest uncleanliness.
Once he was angered, his so-called excellent self-cultivation would be destroyed, and he would stomp around and yell like a shrew.
Mu Qingyan smiled at Mu Liu, whose face had darkened with anger. He was taking out a handkerchief to clean his clothes, and she said, “Then, who do you think will win?”
After cleaning up his clothes, Mu Liu finally restored his usual calmness. He glanced at Chen Beifeng and Ye Bingling on the battlefield, and half a moment later, he frowned and shifted his gaze onto Zhou Yuan, who was in front of the members of the Wind Pavilion.
He pondered for a moment before he said, “I feel that guy is somewhat dangerous.”
Mu Qingyan was taken aback for a moment before her beautiful eyes shifted onto Zhou Yuan, and asked with a ruminative smile, “The Wind Pavilion’s new deputy pavilion master? Isn’t he only at the intermediate Divine Dwelling stage? Are you sure your senses aren’t wrong this time?”
She knew that Mu Liu was extremely sensitive to dangerous auras for some reason, but was he really right this time?
“Although that guy looks as gentle as a rabbit—harmless to humans and animals—he exudes a sinister aura. He is certainly the type to act like a pig to eat a tiger. This kind of person is the most cunning and will never show his true face,” Mu Liu said solemnly.
Then he shrugged. “That’s what my feelings tell me, so I don’t know if there’s anything wrong.
“If I’m not wrong, he will definitely act today, because—”
He looked at the two figures standing face to face on the platform in the center of the lake and let out a sigh.