"I don't care what you mean or who you are, you will die today." Dongfang Sheng clenched his fists.
He has never forgotten what happened that year and has kept it in his heart.
From the outside world's perspective, Dongfang Sheng is a winner in life because he has a wife and children, a large family, a high status, and has established the first sect.
Only he himself knows that he is not happy.
Not happy either.
Because he could never forget his junior sister, and that figure that haunted his dreams.
Back then, he won by one move and defeated Zhuge Qingyun. Without his junior sister to block the move, Zhuge Qingyun would have almost certainly died.
But Dongfang Sheng was not so relieved either. He was seriously injured. After returning, he vomited blood and fell into a coma.
Over the years, Dongfang Sheng's injury recurred from time to time, and it took him ten years to fully recover.
"Senior, you and my master are brothers, and you are a generation older than me."
"Isn't it beneath your dignity to fight with me?"
"How about this, you pick a disciple, set a time, and we'll have a fair duel."
"The grudge is settled now." Qin Wushuang learned the tricks of the Southern Alliance, mainly to delay time. He knew very well what he was like. He had no chance of winning against the Eastern Saint. There was no possibility of winning.
At least, it is impossible at the moment.
"Good idea, good calculation. I'm here to avenge Sun's murder, not to compete in martial arts."
"Boy, you are too smart." Dongfang Sheng didn't waste any more words.
"Watch this!"
Qin Wushuang was shocked and took action quickly.
He no longer hid his abilities and immediately took out the Sky Wrath Sword.
The knife skills are sharp and lightning fast.
Every move hits the vital point.
Unfortunately, no matter how much they killed, they could not hurt Dongfang Sheng in the slightest.
After about ten moves, Dongfang Sheng clamped the blade with his fingers, making it unable to move.
Then he kicked out with his right foot.
Qin Wushuang reacted in time and kicked out with his right foot. His two legs collided and the powerful true energy pushed Qin Wushuang out.
The violence of this move made Qin Wushuang fall to the ground and spit out blood.
The gap between the two is very obvious.
"The disciples that Junior Brother has taught are indeed quite good. They can withstand a few moves from me and are worthy of the title of top-notch."
"Given another twenty years, it's not impossible for you to reach the pinnacle of the martial arts world."
"It's a pity that you died young." Dongfang Sheng felt a little admiration and regret.
Hypocritical.
His short life was because he wanted to kill Qin Wushuang.
"Ahem, ahem, you old thing are so shameless. You want to kill me, and I want to kill you too."
"My master's wife's death was caused by you, which is why my master has never remarried and has no children."
"My master's wife doesn't like you at all, and she didn't choose to be with you. What about you?"
"You are narrow-minded and petty. You came here to cause trouble and killed my master's wife."
"Aren't you my enemy too?" Qin Wushuang argued confidently.
"Bullshit, what do you know?" Dongfang Sheng was furious, his face ferocious. "Jingjing loves me, she has me in her heart, it was your master who stole her love and took Jingjing away."
"Nonsense!" Qin Wushuang retorted, "If I really loved you, why would you be with my master?"
"Have you ever thought about this question?"
"You keep saying you like her, but have you ever respected her choice?"
"You are so happy that Master's wife died."
"You little brat, Junior Sister was interested in me first. Her death is the pain of my life." Dongfang Sheng retorted.
"You feel pain? That's just an excuse you make for yourself. You have grandchildren and a son, but you married someone else. Isn't that funny?"
"I'm too lazy to say more to you, prepare to die." Dongfang Shenghua used his palm as a claw and grabbed it.
Qin Wushuang was extremely calm and not afraid at all. If he couldn't defeat the enemy, he could just hide in the Sky Wrath Space.
At this moment, a figure leaped over.
He stood in front of Qin Wushuang and immediately swung out a palm.
"Bang!"
“Boom!”
There were deafening noises all around and explosions occurred one after another.
The two of them each took three steps back before they could steady themselves.
The man was dressed in white, had white hair and a youthful face, a rosy complexion, a beard reaching his chest, and an immortal-like appearance.
"Master!" Qin Wushuang recognized him at a glance.
"Wushuang, are you okay?"
"I won't die." Qin Wushuang staggered to his feet and smiled when he saw that his master was particularly kind.
"Junior Brother Zhuge, it's been decades since we last met. Are you doing well?" Dongfang Sheng asked gloomily.
With such murderous intent, there is no intention of greeting at all.
"Thanks to my senior brother, everything is fine with me." Old man Zhuge stroked his beard.
"Since you are here, you should have heard about my grandson's murder. Junior brother, tell me what to do. I want fairness." Dongfang Sheng raised the question.
"What do you mean, brother?"
"Killing someone means paying with your life, and owing money means paying it back. It's only natural." Dongfang Sheng put his hands behind his back.
"Then what about my wife's life?" Old Man Zhuge asked in return.
"Junior brother, decades have passed since this incident, and you haven't forgotten it yet."
"How do you feel about the revenge for your wife's murder?" Old Zhuge refused to give in.
Because he understood his senior brother's personality, having been together for no less than ten years, he knew every character very well.
He will never give up even if his grandson dies.
No matter how many nice things you say, it will be of no use and your expression will be wasted.
It is impossible for him to not protect his own apprentice and let him kill him.
Since you are going to tear each other apart, then don't care about it. Let's settle the old and new things together.
Qin Wushuang will definitely be protected.
This kid is his successor, the fruit of his life's work, and he has high hopes for him. How can he just watch him die?
That doesn't make sense.
Impossible!
Old Man Zhuge's lifelong wish is to hope that his disciple will become the best warrior and defeat Dongfang Sheng.
If I die now, I will regret it for the rest of my life and will not be able to close my eyes.
You have to keep your eyes open at the moment of death.
"Junior brother, do you mean that we should compete with each other?" Dongfang Sheng narrowed his eyes.
"Nothing is impossible." Old man Zhuge said firmly.
"Well, let me see if my junior brother has made any progress over the years, and whether he will lose another move." Dongfang Sheng deliberately hurt his heart and used provocative words, just because he lost a move and his beloved died.
"I won't hold back this time, Junior Brother, be prepared."
"If anything happens, leave someone to collect the body."
"Brother, there is no point in saying more. See you at Fangling Mountain in three days." Old Man Zhuge made the agreement.
"Why not compete now?"
"I want everyone to see for themselves who is number one in the world."
"Brother, please spread the news and invite many martial artists to the scene."
"I want to compete with you." What old Zhuge said were all excuses. He had his own plans and had no intention of becoming the so-called number one in the world.
His hope was never in himself.
He also understood that his martial arts skills could not reach the highest level.
"Okay, then I'll do as you say. Three days is three days. I hope you'll arrive on time. Don't be a coward and make me look down on you."
"Senior Brother must also abide by the agreement."
"See you there."
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