My book friend Long Aotian

Chapter 88 The Ultimate Insult
Sword energy and flames intertwined——

The violent Qi flow rolled and roared, blowing away the burning flames and overwhelming them.

In just half an hour, four fierce battles broke out successively between the airship, Lin County, Western Suburbs and this place. There were clashes between armies and showdowns between top warriors. However, in terms of the determination of killing intent and the intensity of fighting, this was the most intense battle.

Because everyone including Wen Renzhuo, the four Qi Sect martial artists, had completely lost their way of retreat.

"Kill him kill him kill him kill him!"

Wen Renzhuo's whole body was filled with fire energy. He attacked and charged fiercely, almost fighting to the death: "I will chop you into pieces! Chop off your hands and feet! Dig out your eyes! Let you die with all the torture in the world!"

He was extremely arrogant before, and he was not fully armed when he went to Lin County to search for people. All the weapons and gear he possessed as a Fenglin genius were placed on the airship. As a result, the airship crashed from the sky. Under the impact and explosion, even the strongest armor and gear could not survive... and now he was forced to fight against Li Bailong, a commoner!
The whistle blew through the air.

The martial artists of the Steam Sect were fully equipped, using hooks and steam to leap back and forth in the surrounding woods, and to charge back and forth. Now that things had come to this, there was no point in talking about the code of conduct in the martial arts world. There was no way of redeeming oneself for such a catastrophic disaster. In that case, they should not let their enemy have an easy time... Kill him!

The deadly killing move and boiling murderous intent turned into fierce wind and fire here, burning the soul.

With their future ruined and their families implicated, Li Bailong's actions have turned the noble warriors into mad dogs at the end of their rope. They bared their ferocious fangs, discarded all their dignity and concerns, and only wanted to skin their enemies alive!
however--

My anger is no less than yours.

The malice that night was insignificant, and Fenglin Huoshan's malicious calculations were actually nothing. However, hidden beneath everything was the inexplicable arrogance and arrogance of these high and mighty people.

They regard life as grass and the world as a basket, they despise dignity, trample on bravery, let sweat and hard work turn into ashes, and reduce efforts and sacrifices to zero, and regard all the efforts of all living beings as natural and usable currency... They also believe that this is the natural law and don't think there is anything wrong with it.

What a boring world.

It is said that the world is unpredictable and fate is unpredictable, but only this small group of people always win.

but……

"You can't win—I said! You can't win this time!"

"From now on... you won't be able to keep winning!"

The sword rang out a long sound, and Li Bailong turned the sharp blade, making six sword movements to block the Qi-breaking nails that were flying towards him.

The sword turned around and stabbed straight, tangling with Wen Renzhuo's long sword. The invisible Qi flow rushed and burst. Feng Lin Tianjiao seemed to understand his anger and roared: "Arrogant!"

"Arrogant? If it weren't for Ah Sheng, I wouldn't have done what I did today, and I wouldn't have made the decision today. Wenren Zhuo, you killed him and caused your own downfall. Now tell me, between the noble Wenren Tianjiao and the lowly young boy from the Eryi Sect, who is the winner?"

Thinking of the boy with whom he had not had much interaction, Li Bailong said in a cold voice: "Wenren Zhuo, you are finished. How is your situation different from Ah Sheng's? No matter how you struggle, you will be crushed into dust by the anger of the Eight Fronts. He chose to be brave at the last moment of his life, and you..."

"shut up!"

Fenglin Tianjiao freed one hand, with blazing flames, and grabbed Li Bailong's throat: "How can such a lowly person compare to me? I was just unlucky to meet a lunatic like you. Otherwise, the Eight Feng Tianjiao is so high and mighty that these ants can never reach him in their lifetime. I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

The two men each took action to block the attack in mid-air.

Li Bailong listened to the desperate and crazy shouting and shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, dogs can't understand human speech.

"So, you should continue to bark like a dog."

Qi Zong attacked from behind, he flew forward and kicked back, forcing the powerful enemy to retreat, and then shook Wen Renzhuo away, and then the long sword flew out of his hand: "Old Dragon!"

Long Aotian grabbed something from the void, guided the flying sword to pierce through the air, and killed the future Qi Zong martial artists in all directions: "Why don't you just blow him up?"

"Before I do that, I'm going to break this dog's bones!"

Li Bailong faced Wen Renzhuo with bare hands, sweeping his palms continuously and emitting an invisible dragon roar, but the strength of his palms could barely block the long sword. With a mortal body, even if his moves were extremely powerful, how could he withstand the real killing force of metal?
However, the palm force circled the air, and the hardest power instantly turned into the softest power. Yin and Yang worked together, and static and dynamic worked in harmony. After guiding the blade into the softest state like flowing water, it instantly turned into the hardest power again, and the palm force shook violently. Although Wen Renzhuo's swordsmanship was sharp, he was caught off guard and was led into the rhythm of the hardness and softness of the fist. He was not careful for a moment and the long sword slipped out of his hand!

This kind of boxing technique had been used when he was ambushed by Bai Xingxiang.

Bai Xingxiang was not very knowledgeable at that time. Although he recognized that this was the ultimate truth of martial arts that he would never be able to reach in his lifetime, it was definitely not something that Li Bailong could comprehend.

However, with the rider's experience, he had no idea who taught him this.

——If he could recognize him, he would probably be scared and run away on the spot.

He couldn't recognize it, but Wen Renzhuo could.

“——Xuan Ji Jin!” This discovery was even more unbelievable to him than the long sword being knocked away by bare hands. Feng Lin Tianjiao’s expression was more shocked than ever before. “How can you know Xuan Ji Thirteen Styles!”

Li Bailong took a step forward and took the pole, his arms swirling in the wind like a white crane.

The Qi energy of Yin and Yang was released in response.

It's impossible to fake!

"Of course it's because I'm a one-in-a-million martial arts genius. Even if I'm stuck in a process or set up a trap and can't be someone else's apprentice, he will come all the way here to teach me!"

“——Nonsense!” Wen Renzhuo’s eyes were red, but Xuanji Jin was the famous skill of Xuanyuan Sect’s Master Zhang, and it had not yet been recorded in Xuanyuan Sect’s martial arts collection. In other words, anyone who knew Xuanji Thirteen Styles must be…

"impossible!"

This kind of thing... This kind of thing... That's the number one martial artist in the world! The next headmaster of Xuanyuan Sect!
Why! Why!
How could such a clown who missed the way to heaven win the favor of Master Zhang!
It must be Yang Ying's plea! It must be like this!
Wen Renzhuo's eyes were red, and his heart was extremely confused. Even though he suffered a crushing defeat today, he still boasted of being a genius in the Fenglin area. He was high and mighty, completely different from a lowly warrior like Li Bailong, but...

"What's impossible?"

Li Bailong showed a look of pride, but his proud gaze hurt Wen Renzhuo's heart.

He was not unfamiliar with this look, he had often seen it in the mirror, and he always looked at others like this. This was natural. Feng Lin was a noble race and was different from others.

But when this gaze fell on me, it was so hateful!

He heard the other party say: "You are a rubbish who was born with nothing but a good birth, so you naturally don't understand how a true genius would be treated. I destroyed your airship today, so your future will be ruined, your life will be in danger, and you may even bring trouble to your family. And me?"

"I just need to run to Lao Zhang, cry a little, change my name, and the matter will be over!"

"I will change my name and formally worship Lao Zhang as my master and become his first disciple. Within ten years, the old headmaster will step down and Lao Zhang will take over. I will be able to take over his current position and become the leader of the Dou Department and the crown prince of the Xuanyuan Sect. I will also serve as an official in the court and go straight to the Lintai. I will be granted the title of prime minister and rule the Jiutian Yingyuan Leihua Mansion. At that time, I will do nothing else but watch you Wenren Family get beaten up every day!"

——This is a bluffing lie.

However, at this moment, Wen Renzhuo, whose mind was broken, felt extremely confused when he heard it.

He said sternly, "Nonsense! It's just a favor Yang Ying asked for. It's nonsense to brag!"

"Then I'll show you what the head master can't ask for!"

Li Bailong leaped forward and changed his moves again. He unleashed his ancient fist like a wild beast. Wen Renzhuo was horrified: "This... This is impossible!"

How could this person obtain the top-level Musashi of Lingyu Sect!

"How can a summer insect talk about ice? My son is a noble of Lingyu Sect. All these skills were given to me by my good son as a gift!"

Since we are close pen pals and often take advantage of each other in letters, there should be no problem in bringing up the precious father-son relationship today.

Li Bailong was talking nonsense and changing his martial arts techniques several times. He had already taken away his mind and destroyed his intelligence, causing Wen Renzhuo's mentality to change drastically - it was a pity that he was not familiar with his Seventh Uncle and failed to learn some methods of the Cao Gang!
He pressed forward grimly, punching and palm power like a tide: "You treated me as a soft persimmon, despised me, calculated me, and controlled me. Today, I knocked you to dust with one blow, and you still want to die with me? You messed up the airship, and your way out is over. I did this, but I still have two places to run. Tell me, are you a clown!"

"——Bullshit! No! No!"

"No? You are not as good at martial arts as me, not as talented as me, not as popular as me, and your master is not as good as mine. You finally got a good birth, but after meeting me, you are smashed like this! You can't even beat me in cheating!"

Li Bailong attacked with all his might, punching and kicking, but the violence of words was more powerful than physical force. It was like a heavy hammer hitting Wen Renzhuo's heart, causing the noble Feng Lin Tianjiao to gradually collapse.

——Beat a dog and break its bones; kill a person and destroy his heart!
Wen Ren Zhuo screamed wildly, ignoring all defense and exposing his empty door, intending to die together with Li Bailong. The two men pressed their four palms together, and fierce Qi energy burst out wildly. The bright sun and the fierce flames confronted each other head-on. In the sunlight and under the raging flames, two completely different faces were reflected.

"I won't admit it! I will never admit it! I am the noble Feng Lin Tianjiao——"

"No, you are nothing, you can't do anything." Li Bailong said calmly, as if he was talking about an ordinary matter, "You can't beat me even if you play dirty tricks."

"Impossible, impossible! Lies, lies, lies!" Wen Renzhuo objected to everything the other party said, no matter what it was, "How can I be stronger than you! Even if I'm playing dirty, I'm still far better than you!"

Okay, then I'll show you.

Li Bailong smiled strangely: "Speaking of which, have you ever thought about how to write a mission report and hand it over to the Eight Front Platform if you survive this time?"

"shut up!"

This was the most painful thing. When Wen Renzhuo thought about having to admit in the report that the airship had crashed, he felt dizzy and dark. Writing those words was the most difficult thing in the world - I didn't dare to write, I didn't want to write, it was so annoying, don't say anymore, I don't want to write that!
——But...why is Li Bailong telling me this?
As soon as I thought of this, a cold wind blew.

Long Aotian was flying his sword in the air, blocking the four Qi Zong martial artists outside, allowing Li Bailong to kill them calmly. But now he heard the secret signal, let out a strange laugh, and activated the [Divine Dragon Art: Five Ghosts Moving Technique]. A ghost with his face stuck to the manuscript paper and his whereabouts shadowy appeared from the void.

"Right now—" Li Bailong shouted, "Fire at full power!"

All the resentment and readers' resentment that had accumulated so far were put into this urging. The urging ghost appeared in the air and let out the strongest cry that had ever interfered with the material world -

"Chirp Draft—" it said sharply, "I want to see the update!"

Wen Renzhuo only felt a chilly wind blowing, and countless strange whispers flooded into his mind, and then -

He opened his mouth wide, and indescribable pain came from an indescribable place, without any reason or explanation, but the pain was real and pierced his heart. The horrible tearing feeling penetrated his soul, making him feel immense humiliation, fear, pain and regret - at the moment the pain came, he was willing to do anything!
Including writing!
Even writing!
His internal breath was disordered and the Qi flow was backfiring. He only felt flames surging all over his body and his meridians were shaking. There was something more horrible still stirring in his body, like a red-hot iron rod.

Having lost his airship, being attacked by the enemy, and being broken-hearted and wantonly humiliated by Li Bailong, he encountered such a terrifying and bizarre thing. Even someone as noble as Feng Lin Tianjiao had to scream in pain at the ultimate humiliation of the day...

"Master! Save me——"

Ah, I overworked my brain yesterday and have a headache today. I wrote this chapter slowly. Sorry, sorry.

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