Keyboard Immortal

A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daugh...

Chapter 472 Doesn't your mouth get dry?

Upon hearing this, Ao Quan felt an uncontrollable urge and subconsciously replied, "What are you looking at!"

His words naturally interrupted his spellcasting.

"???"

As soon as he said it, Ao Quan was stunned, not understanding why he had suddenly answered that way.

However, that response was enough to clear his mind, so he didn't dwell on it and continued with his previous incantation: "Dragon Language..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted again: "What are you looking at?"

"What are you looking at!" Ao Quan responded instinctively.

"..." Ao Quan covered his mouth in disbelief. If the first time was an accident, then after two consecutive times, even the most oblivious person would have noticed something was wrong.

"Could you also be a member of the dragon race? And speak the dragon language?" He stared at the other party in surprise, but looking at Zu An's appearance, he had no dragon characteristics at all, and at the same time, he did not have the aura of his own race.

Before Zu'an could answer, Sang Qian chimed in, "That's right! He claims to be the reincarnation of the Ancestral Dragon, and even your Dragon Gods have to treat him with the respect due to a junior."

Heh, you're still not dead?

"Brother~" Sang Qian couldn't help but complain, her older brother's act of kicking someone when they're down was really too ugly.

Sang Qian snorted, thinking to himself that women are indeed biased towards outsiders. His sister had only met Zu An a few times, and she was already speaking up for outsiders.

Pei Mianman and Zheng Dan's eyes turned icy cold, but this only strengthened Sang Qian's resolve to eliminate Zu An. Clearly, it was a matter of life or death for him, and they no longer cared about saving face.

"The reincarnation of the Ancestral Dragon? Even the Dragon God must show respect to a junior?" Ao Quan's expression turned cold. "You have quite the arrogance."

Ao Quan's anger level increased by 567!

Now that things had come to this, Zuan had no need to pretend anymore, so he abandoned his previous humility and reverted to his usual arrogant demeanor: "How do you know I'm not one?"

"Of course I know. If you were a dragon, I could sense it." Ao Quan snorted.

"Then how do you explain that I also know your dragon language spirits?" Zuan said with a grin.

“I don’t know what kind of sorcery you used, but it’s definitely not the power of our dragon race.” Ao Quan said solemnly, “I was careless just now and you took advantage of me. Now you have no chance.”

Zuan shrugged: "So you really are a practitioner of verbal magic, all you can do is talk big."

Ao Quan's face was ashen: "Boy, you've successfully angered me. In a moment, I'll... Dragon Clan Word of Power *Sink*..."

He couldn't figure out what kind of sorcery Zu'an had just used, so he deliberately used other words to make him lower his guard, and then suddenly used his words of power unexpectedly.

Little did Zu'an know, he had already anticipated this: "What are you looking at?"

However, he still broke out in a cold sweat, almost letting this guy use his Word of Power. This old man has no martial ethics; he was clearly chatting, but suddenly launched a sneak attack. He was really too insidious.

"What are you looking at?" Ao Quan blurted out, then his face turned extremely ugly.

He had tried his best to control his distraction, but he still couldn't help but say those words, interrupting his own incantation.

He stared intently at Zu'an: "You brat, what exactly are you...?"

What are you looking at?

Having learned his lesson, Zuan was worried that he would launch another sneak attack, so he simply stopped listening to what he had to say and directly blocked any possibility of him using his Word of Power.

"What are you looking at!"

Ao Quan: "..."

Ao Quan's anger level increased by 999!

He had never felt so frustrated before. He clearly possessed unparalleled skills, yet he was being held back by a weak and insignificant brat.

If Huang Huihong were still alive, he would definitely be clapping and cheering right now, because he felt the same way. He too was rendered unable to summon the imperial edict by Huang Huihong's silent words and died a humiliating death.

"What exactly is this...?"

What are you looking at?

"What are you looking at!"

...

Ao Quan was almost in tears. Even without using his Word Power, he couldn't even utter a normal sentence anymore.

"Wait, let me..."

What are you looking at?

"What are you looking at!"

"..."

Anger points from Ao Quan: +666 +666 +666...

Sang Qian, standing to the side, was dumbfounded. Could such a thing even be done?

Wasn't this old dragon guy supposed to be incredibly powerful? He even managed to completely defeat Yellow, Gray, and Red with just a single sentence before. How come he's being completely defeated by someone else now?

I had such high expectations for you, what a disappointment!

Hearing the chorus of "What are you looking at?" and "What's it to you!", Pei Mianman and the other girls were initially dumbfounded, but then couldn't help but burst out laughing. The scene didn't look like a duel between two masters; it looked more like two scoundrels cursing each other in the street.

Sang Qian's pretty face also flushed slightly. Thinking of the various rumors about Zu'an in the previous intelligence, this guy was indeed still so shameless. He first dragged the other party down to his level, and then used his rich experience to defeat him.

After an unknown amount of time, Ao Quan hurriedly stretched out his palm: "Stop!"

This time, Zuan didn't shout anymore; he had been shouting for so long that his throat was already dry.

Seeing that he didn't continue saying those three devilish words, Ao Quan breathed a sigh of relief: "Doesn't your mouth get dry?"

He's old and has long since mastered self-restraint. He usually acts like a senior, putting on airs and trying to appear sophisticated. He hasn't sworn in years, but now he really can't help himself.

Zuan chuckled: "I only need to say three words, but you have to say four. You'll definitely be the one to do it first."

Ao Quan: "..."

What you said makes so much sense, I can't even argue with it.

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