The dog-licking villain only wants to be doggy, and the heroine doesn't follow the routine!

The drunkard was helped to sit down to one side.

He picked up the bottle and took another sip of wine.

Lu Chengwen looked at him: "Still want to drink?"

The drunkard looked at Lu Chengwen and said, "My drinking is the same as your womanizing. You don't improve if you don't chase women, and I'm not... comfortable if I don't drink."

Lu Chengwen thought to himself, "You'll drink yourself to death sooner or later."

The drunkard pointed at the old dean: "I've already crippled him, the rest is up to you."

Zhao Ritian looked at the drunken old man lying on the ground, leaning against a tree root: "Now it looks like he beat you into a cripple."

The drunkard said, "Now is the time to test your fighting strength. You all possess the Emperor's Flame. Do you remember how I've been teaching you these past few days?"

Long Aotian looked at him: "So... you beat him to death? Beat him and curse him at the same time?"

The old drunkard nodded: "That's what I mean. Go, either we die together, or he dies."

Zhao Ritian rubbed his hands together, eager to try: "I'll be the first to test how much of his strength he has left!"

Zhao Ritian shouted, "The Benevolent One's Divine Return has long been activated!"

Against this kind of opponent, you can't hold back your trump cards, and you don't have the chance to slowly probe. Just surviving is ruthless enough.

Sure enough, the old dean was beaten back by Zhao Ritian in just one move.

Zhao Ritian lay on the ground and immediately vomited blood.

Long Aotian and Lu Chengwen were extremely shocked!

The old dean looked at his palm: "You actually... only used less than 30% of your power?!"

Upon seeing this, Long Aotian shouted, "Wang Ba Rebel God! Activate!"

He rushed forward with a whoosh, only to be instantly beaten back.

He lay on the ground for a long time, unable to get up: "Damn it... what happened..."

The old dean sighed, "It's really unstable; it only used less than 50% of its power."

The two looked at Lu Chengwen: "It's your turn."

Lu Chengwen gritted his teeth: "Primordial Ape God! Activate!"

He rushed over and fought the old dean to a standstill!

The two men stared wide-eyed, their necks hunched.

The old drunkard laughed heartily: "Less than ten percent, right?"

Even so, the old dean still succeeded repeatedly, and Lu Chengwen was simply unable to resist.

The disparity in strength is too great.

Lu Chengwen didn't even dare to think that if it weren't for the Drunken Old Man's invisible true energy, he would have been evaporated in one move.

Zhao Ritian was overjoyed: "I see! Cheng Wen, let me try!"

The old dean was furious: "Damn it, you old drunkard, you've put me in such a predicament! I'll kill you!"

Zhao Ritian leaped up, but was pulled back by Long Aotian: "I...I'll do it!"

"Hey, you stole my chance!"

The moment Long Aotian went up, the old dean unleashed another 30% of his power, giving Long Aotian a beating!

Long Aotian couldn't take it anymore: "Ritian, pass the baton! Pass the baton, pass the baton!"

Zhao Ritian sneered: "Didn't you say you'd come? Then come."

Lu Chengwen rushed over to provide support. As the old dean was fighting, he suddenly felt his internal energy becoming unstable. At that moment, Lu Chengwen arrived and struck the old dean on the back with a stick.

The old dean staggered a few steps.

Zhao Ritian seized the opportunity: "Haha! Here I come!"

The old dean instantly stabilized his inner energy and kicked Zhao Ritian in the face: "Get the hell out of here!"

Zhao Ritian was kicked and sent flying backward, crashing into a big tree and falling to the ground. He vomited blood before he could even get up.

He pointed at the old dean and cursed, "You old bastard, you're just trying to beat me up, aren't you?"

Long Aotian gritted his teeth: "Attack together!"

The old dean drew his longsword: "I've killed all three of you today, and I've won a great victory!"

Long Aotian shouted, "Cheng Wen, the knife!"

Lu Chengwen opened up a space and was about to draw Jun Zixue when the old dean rushed over and kicked the hilt of the knife, causing Jun Zixue to fall into the space again.

Zhao Ritian charged like a bull, knocking the old dean aside, and Lu Chengwen drew his Gentleman's Snow sword and slashed at him.

The old dean flicked his longsword and knocked Junzi Xue away.

Lu Chengwen instantly let go, tapping the sword hilt with the heel of his hand, and Jun Zixue spun and flew away.

Long Aotian grabbed it mid-air and slashed down with his sword!

The old dean used his longsword to shield himself as he engaged in a fierce battle with Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian.

His strength was really unstable. He was hit by invisible true energy, which made his aura extremely chaotic. He couldn't control it perfectly at all.

If the Cold Extreme Cover suppressed the Drunken Old Man's true energy due to the elemental conflict, allowing him to only exert about 50% or 60% of his power...

The invisible true energy undoubtedly had a greater impact on the old dean, making him feel completely controlled.

What could have been a deadly move suddenly lost its threat when the internal energy was cut off.

Of course, even with only 10% of his power, and even under extremely unstable conditions, the old dean's attacks were still incredibly fierce!

It's really tough for the three little ones.

It's hard to imagine that this person's combat power is still so terrifying at this moment. Lu Chengwen felt that although he was not as strong and stable as Jiang Yuanshan or Niu Shou at this moment.

However, even ordinary experts at the Uncharted Realm cannot resist it.

The drunkard parted the space, grabbed something with one hand, and began to pull it out through gritted teeth.

He was too weak; the strength he usually had was now a struggle.

An old man in his nineties was trapped in the Cold Extreme Cover, and then a group of new generation members attacked him frantically; afterwards, he fought hard against Qiu Baihen and the old dean, who were no weaker than himself... It was a miracle that he survived.

He grabbed it and pulled hard.

A long-handled spiked club was pulled out.

"Hey Ritian, I'll give you a toy."

Upon seeing the spiked club, Zhao Ritian's eyes lit up: "This is!?"

"Super invincible, will kill you three thousand times. Take it."

"it is good!"

Zhao Ritian pulled, then paused for a moment.

The old drunkard curled his lip: "Can't you use it?"

"Um……"

Zhao Ritian lost his temper.

Dragging his spiked club, he ran towards the old dean: "Get out of my way! Let me handle this—!"

Driven by inertia, it suddenly starts spinning!

It's like being covered in a blanket!

The old dean finally caught his breath and stabilized his internal energy.

A large spiked club came crashing down on his head.

Grit your teeth and take it!

He thrust the longsword at night, creating an angle, and with a quick movement, he managed to withstand the attack and dodge it.

The spiked club slammed into the ground, creating a large crater.

The old dean shook his head at Zhao Ritian: "It's you again!"

He stepped on the front handle of the spiked club and thrust his longsword directly at Zhao Ritian.

Zhao Ritian realized he was standing on the spiked club and couldn't pull it off. But in that moment of mental lapse, he stubbornly refused to let go! He just kept pulling with all his might!

Long Aotian, wielding the Gentleman's Snow sword, rushed forward to block a sword strike, knocking Zhao Ritian aside before being kicked away by the old dean.

Zhao Ritian picked up the spiked club and swung it again, but the old dean got close and used his knife along the handle of the club!

Zhao Ritian still won't let go!

Long Aotian charged forward again to fight back and saved Zhao Ritian.

He roared, "Is that thing your father?!"

Lu Chengwen rushed over: "You old thief!"

The old dean roared in fury: "What the hell did you call me...?"

Suddenly, his heart pounded violently, and an invisible surge of true energy rushed around, disrupting all the other true energy.

Lu Chengwen hit him on the shoulder with a stick.

Then *smack* another blow to the back!

Then he struck the old director's thigh with the stick! The blow forced him to his knees!

Finally, he struck him with the stick, directly on his cheekbone.

The old dean was sent flying backwards, rolling several times before coming to a stop.

Zhao Ritian and Long Aotian were stunned for a few seconds, then pointed at the old dean and cursed:

"Damn it, are you doing this on purpose?!"

"Damn it, if we go up there, you can beat him to death! You'll take whatever beating he gives you. Is Zhao Ritian's father the spiked club, and Lu Chengwen your father?! Are you trying to put on a show for us?!"