The young man chuckled softly upon hearing this and said, "With methods like these... no wonder those people are interested in you."
Fusu was stunned and asked, "Interested in me? Who? Male or female?"
The young man smiled and said, "The Seven Heroes of the Capital."
Upon hearing the young man's answer, Fusu's face suddenly fell.
“Hahaha, but don’t worry, they probably won’t come looking for you now. After all, there should be a few people attending this Buddhist and Taoist knowledge conference.
"I lose this time. I hope I can have a chance to fight you for real next time."
After saying that, the young man pulled down his hat and turned away in a casual manner.
Looking at the young man's departing figure, Fusu shouted, "By the way, who are you?"
Without even turning his head, the young man said in a calm voice, "Lü Baiyi."
"Lu Baiyi? This name sounds so familiar..."
When the figure disappeared, Fusu suddenly realized, "Oh! It's the second son of the Lu family who is obsessed with the white-robed swordsman in the novel. I heard that he refused to inherit the family property and insisted on wandering around.
"His father always goes to the temple to burn incense, and he always scolds this guy every time he goes. No wonder his name sounds so familiar..."
At this time, Zhou Zhilu slowly walked to Fusu and looked solemnly at the direction where the young man left.
If I compete with him, can I beat him?
Zhou Zhilu recalled the power of the sword energy just now and had a rough answer in his mind.
He sighed and asked Fusu, "I've always forgotten to ask, what realm are you in now?"
Fusu thought for a moment and replied, "The Taoist practice method is different from your warriors. According to the Taoist classification, I am at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, which should be similar to your fourth level warriors."
"Level 4..."
Zhou Zhilu murmured for a moment, then suddenly said, "How about we have a sparring match?"
Fusu looked up at Zhou Zhilu's serious expression, then smiled and said, "Okay."
Zhou Zhilu was stunned and asked tentatively, "Aren't you afraid of trouble? Or... do you think I'm only capable of one palm strike?"
Fusu grinned at Zhou Zhilu and said softly, "What do you think? Have you ever heard the saying...If you don't reach the fourth level, you will always be a mortal."
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