"Who dares to say that he is invincible?"
"My good nephew, to put it humbly, I beat you like a butchered dog."
The words were shaken, and huge waves arose on the shore of Taihu Lake.
Zuo Lin, Li Su, Tian Qi, Zi Ying, and Gu Qingyan were standing on a fishing boat, riding the waves.
Deep in Taihu Lake.
Wu Jian stood on the top of the huge wave, with his hands behind his back and his eyes indifferent, staring at Zuo Lin who was approaching quickly.
"Big words are easy to say; defeat me? You can't." Wu Jian's tone was calm, as if he was telling a fact.
"When your uncle and I were running rampant in the world, you were still wearing crotchless pants." Zuo Lin sneered.
Wu Jian responded calmly, "Then you are really old. Now I am the King of Wu'an, and you are just a thousand households."
"Your father was also a Qianhu back then. When I became a Qianhu, I was learning to be your father." Zuo Lin said calmly.
Wu Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Isn't it ridiculous to cling to an abandoned disciple?"
"Abandoned disciples are also disciples, at least they are better than you." Zuo Lin was very calm.
Wu Jian said calmly: "Your best friend Chu Meiren also spoke nonsense in front of me like this."
Zuo Lin's face turned cold.
Tian Qi and Ziying's expressions also turned cold.
Li Su held her breath, knowing that the 'Chu beauty' Wu Jian referred to was Tian Qi's father, the last emperor of Chu.
"You seem to be angry." Wu Jian said, "Unfortunately, your anger is weak and powerless. Just like before, you can't change anything."
Zuo Lin sneered and ignored it.
The huge waves under his feet were approaching Wujian in the wild surge.
The two were more than twenty feet apart and looked at each other.
At the same time, the big ship Xiao Yuancheng was riding on also approached nearby.
The war is about to begin.
"You are still angry." Wu Jian shook his head and said softly, "Is one stick of incense enough?"
Zuo Lin frowned and stared at Wu Jian without speaking.
Wu Jian glanced at Li Su and said, "My dear son, you have never forgotten Mr. Li Su. I wonder if you would be willing to spend a stick of incense to fight with him again?"
Li Su was startled and subconsciously glanced at Wu Fengyun beside Wu Jian.
Wu Fengyun's eyes were full of fighting spirit and he stared at Li Su closely.
At this time, Wu Yao, who was riding a fishing boat, also came near the crowd.
"The power of my sword is a bit messed up. I need to kill a few people and clean the sword." Zuo Lin said and glanced at Li Su, "It will take at least one stick of incense."
Li Su understood clearly in his heart and nodded slightly: "Okay."
He knew that this time for burning incense was left by Wu Jian to Lao Zuo to deal with some of the pursuers chasing Tian Qi and Zi Ying.
"My senior brother, don't you like you very much?" Zuo Lin glanced at Wu Jian, sneered, turned around and disappeared without a trace.
The huge waves condensed into ice in an instant.
Wu Jian looked at Li Su, "If I want to refute this sentence, how should I reply?"
"Um..." Li Su paused and said, "The strong are like tigers, who always walk alone; the weak are like cattle and sheep, who like to stick together."
"General." Wu Jian commented.
Li Su grinned.
Wu Jian said: "From the first moment I saw you, I actually admired you."
Li Su grinned again, not knowing how to answer.
"I don't like the Golden Scale Sect." Wu Jian glanced into the distance, "Everyone seems to think that joining the Golden Scale Sect is like leaping over the dragon's gate, and your future achievements will be limitless."
"I only recently learned that there is a sect called the Golden Scale Sect." Li Su replied.
"What he said just now is right. My father really doesn't like me very much sometimes." Wu Jian continued, "Because I failed the examination of the Golden Scale Sect back then."
"You didn't pass, maybe you didn't want to pass, right?" Li Su guessed.
The rest of the people looked at Wu Jian.
Wu Jian smiled, "Do you really think so?"
Li Su nodded.
"You are the second one to think so." Wu Jian said.
"The first one shouldn't be your father." Li Su continued to guess.
Wu Jian nodded slightly, "My wife."
"Oh." Li Suqing said.
Wu Jian said: "I have high expectations for this battle."
Li Su's heart sank slightly.
"If you are willing to give up participating in the Golden Scale Sect's assessment and become my disciple, I can keep your hand in the next battle." Wu Jian said.
"..."
Everyone held their breath and most of their eyes fell on Li Su.
"If he becomes Wu Jian's disciple..." Xiao Yuancheng frowned and secretly clenched his fists.
Tian Qi and Ziying looked at each other, feeling a little panicked for a moment.
"This kid... shouldn't take him seriously, right?" Gu Qingyan glanced at Li Su.
Li Su stared at Wu Jian and sighed in his heart, the old guys are just old guys, each one more sinister than the last.
At this time, if he switched to Wu Jian's sect, Lao Zuo's Taoist heart would probably be broken immediately. This would be a hundred times more cruel than killing Lao Zuo directly.
"Compared with Lao Zuo, you have one disadvantage." Li Su looked at Wu Jian and said seriously.
"Disadvantage?" Wu Jian whispered.
"Your seniority is not good enough." Li Su sighed, "If I become your disciple, I will become my grandson directly. It's such a shame."
"So, my opponent should be you." Wu Jian glanced at Li Su.
Li Su's eyelids twitched and he hummed: "If you are willing, I don't mind."
Wu Jian stared at Li Su, "If I were not King Wu'an, you would be in misery now."
Li Su was speechless. This person was really...even more ungrateful than him!
Most of the others around him also had a flash of weirdness in their eyes.
"Fengyun." Wu Jian glanced at his son Wu Fengyun beside him.
Wu Fengyun took a deep breath and took a step forward.
"You don't want to be a grandson, but your opponent is a grandchild." Wu Jian looked at Li Su and said, and moved his hands behind his back slightly.
Between the two huge waves, a circular water platform with a radius of five feet long rose up, and it condensed into ice in an instant.
"I'm not King Wu'an, so I have no pressure to bully the juniors." Li Su snorted lightly, jumped up, and came directly to the circular ice platform.
"I'm older than you, so you should call me brother." Wu Fengyun sneered and jumped onto the ice platform.
At this time, a figure in red flew through the air and landed on the edge of the ice platform.
Wu Yao.
"Father, my daughter also wants to try her skills." Wu Yao looked up at Wu Jian and said with a smile.
"This is your brother's stage." Wu Jian said, "If he wants to join the Golden Scale Sect, he must rely on his true strength to defeat Li Su."
Wu Yao frowned.
"Sister, don't make trouble." Wu Fengyun said in a low voice, feeling very dissatisfied. He knew what his sister was planning.
"Boy, the accounts between us will eventually be settled." Wu Yao glared at Li Su, jumped up, and walked continuously on the waves until she came to Wu Jian's side.
"Is two against one still reasonable?" Li Su cursed, feeling a little speechless. He felt that this woman was too narrow-minded, not even comparable to Ziying.
"Master Li." Wu Fengyun took a deep breath and stared at Li Su, "The first two times, there were various reasons that interrupted the contest between you and me.
This time, I hope you can try your best to fight with me. "
"It seems that I told you the same thing at the beginning." Li Su teased.
Wu Fengyun's face stiffened slightly and he said in a low voice: "At that time, I was busy with tasks and couldn't fully enjoy myself."
"I recently learned a sword technique." Li Su suddenly said.
Wu Fengyun smiled lightly and said: "It just so happens that what I am best at is also swordsmanship."
