"Haha" the old demon laughed.
There was light in his eyes, mixed with joy. The person he disliked the most was almost grabbed by the neck just now, which made him very happy.
"It was too careless." Wang Dao recited to himself Lao Wang's catchphrase. Uncle Six was really brave enough to do it. Would he be implicated afterwards?
He felt that he had been reckless and should not have spoken up earlier. At least he found that his father was very calm and did not say anything at all.
Wang Yusheng's heart skipped a beat. Wang Laoliu was really a murderer. He almost grabbed Lao Wang. Wasn't he afraid of being punished afterwards? But why did he feel uneasy when he just had this thought?
Wu Liuji, Mei Yunfei and the others all had eager eyes, but did not dare to comment. They all knew that Lao Wang was very powerful, and it would be unfair if they were beaten by him for no reason.
Wang Xuan quickly apologized: "I'm so sorry, I was so focused just now that I forgot about everything else and threw myself into the battle, so I made a mistake."
"It's okay. You should use your full strength. Only then can the exchange be meaningful. It was my own negligence that I didn't use my full strength just now." Wang Zesheng nodded. What he said was true.
However, his heart was beating faster and faster, and there was something strange in the depths of his eyes. The youngest was really good, almost giving him a warning. At the same time, he was also thinking, this kid is quite "wild", is he always like this when fighting against enemies? Quite unrestrained, more than what he had just taught and expected.
Wang Zesheng believes that the youngest child needs to be "disciplined". His mentality can be seen from his actions. As the saying goes, "too much is as bad as too little", so one should stop when it is enough.
"Let's really start. You don't have to worry at all. If I get serious, based on your performance, there is a high probability that I will be unstoppable," Lao Wang said with a serious look, and he was not joking.
"Forget it, we've exchanged a few moves, that's enough." Wang Xuan said.
"You are too arrogant. Are you afraid of hurting me, or are you retreating to advance? However, you are still young. With such little skill, you don't have the dominance yet. Come on," Wang Zesheng asked him to attack immediately.
Moreover, his dojo is obviously different. An unpredictable Dao rhythm flows around his body. His strength has been subtly improved, and there are Dao veins at the corners of his eyes.
Wang Xuan looked solemn. The path his father was taking was indeed very dangerous and he was a dangerous person.
In an instant, Lao Wang seemed to be standing in a supreme divine ring, immune to all kinds of attacks, sacred and dazzling, becoming the center of this place, displaying his transcendence.
He began, "That year, I had my hands behind my back. I didn't know what an opponent was. All I saw were defeated. Throughout the ages, most of the time, I only needed to attack with one hand, and that was the limit of the world."
Wang Xuan's eyes changed. Old Wang was really arrogant. Even though he had achieved shockingly dry and exhausted results in the decayed land, it did not mean that he had no rivals at the same level.
Outside the martial arts arena, the most unhappy person was Mei Yukong. He was very disgusted. Thinking of the arrogant attitude of Old Wang when he stood with his hands behind his back, he really deserved a beating.
"Xuan'er, don't say too much to your father. Don't hold back. If you can defeat him, let him taste defeat!" Jiang Yun secretly conveyed the message.
Wang Xuan was surprised and raised his eyebrows slightly. His own mother actually said so and had such a request.
As a mother, Jiang Yun was very attentive and vaguely felt that Wang Xuan might be even more powerful than she expected, or perhaps he had not revealed his true strength.
She was very thoughtful and sensitive about 6po's guess.
"Your father was too strong in the past, and your uncle Mei Yukong couldn't stand it. We are guests in the Demon Court, and you can do whatever you want. Well, do you understand?" Jiang Yun pointed out.
Her meaning was very clear. If she could defeat Lao Wang, she could make her good brother, who was the landlord, happy and ease the relationship. It was a very good option.
In Jiang Yun's opinion, if her son defeated her husband, it would only prove that the offspring was stronger and sacrificed the old king's dignity. What did that mean to him?
Wang Xuan's eyes looked a little different. His mother had personally backed him up and asked him to try his best to defeat his father. It seemed inappropriate for him not to take action now.
"Have you figured it out? Are you making excuses for yourself? Are you trying to comfort yourself? Are you going to fight me formally? Come on!" Wang Zesheng's sense of defeat was indeed terrifyingly sharp.
Even Wang Xuan was a little angry.
He can catch every slight change.
Lao Wang put one hand behind his back, looking like he was seeking defeat.
This expression, this aura, and this demeanor made Wang Xuan a little unbearable. If this person wasn't his father, he would definitely use all means possible to attack him.
As for Mei Yukong, it was the first time he saw Wang Zesheng in this state again after several centuries, so naturally he had a gloomy face the whole time.
After Wang Xuan was reminded, he was ready to start working seriously. In an instant, a piece of yellowed paper appeared between the index and middle fingers of his right hand.
Everyone's faces changed. In the highest spiritual world, they had seen him use this unpredictable method to deal with the remnants of the Fallen Dao.
That was one of the six forbidden items. Now, Wang Xuan came up and attacked like this, which showed that he was serious.
There was a fiery light in the eyes of Wu Liuji, Mei Yunteng and others. Now that such a killer move had been used, all they could do was wait and see... Lao Wang's defeat.
Wang Zesheng looked serious, not careless at all. He had seen this kind of wonderful method before. A black knife appeared directly in his hand. With a swish, a vast knife light swept across, and the rhythm of Tao was like a huge wave hitting the shore.
The scene in that belt became blurred because there were many cracks between heaven and earth. With the black Chang Dao in Wang Zesheng's hand as the center, bird light radiated outward. The Dao distorted the entire space and time, and the world seemed to be heading towards destruction.
No matter what he says, no matter how frivolous he is, once he takes action, he will never underestimate the enemy. His heart knife is really terrifying and can make all things wither and sweep away the opponent.
Wang Xuan thought about it and decided that he was fighting his own father after all, and it would be inappropriate to materialize the Cutting Knife, Origin Sword, etc. on the withered yellow paper, so he should not use weapons if possible.
The piece of paper broke away from the light of his right hand, and spun in the air, carrying various fist lights, such as the Holy Dao Fist, the Absolute Dharma Fist, and the Nine-Five Dao Fist. Moreover, fists emerged from the Dao-carrying paper, as if summoned from another world, and blasted forward.
The black Chang Dao swept across, as if it could extinguish Fang Hai and the extraordinary annihilation, and collided with Wang Xuan's Dao Paper and the fist light that burst out, violently blasting against the sky and shattering it. The Dao rhyme was surging, and every time the sword light burst out and collided with the fist light, it was as if galaxies were being born and destroyed.
The duel between the father and son was extremely fierce, with swords and fists crisscrossing the sky and the ground, and the scene was extremely awe-inspiring.
Finally, when all the light faded away and the martial arts arena became quiet, the Dao paper in the air dimmed and the fist intent it carried all dissipated and fell into Wang Xuan's hands.
Lao Wang held a special knife in one hand and put the other hand behind his back, saying: "I still say the same thing, century after century, I can hold up the sky with one hand, and I have never met an opponent of the same level."
Wang Xuan finally understood why the people present did not let him leave and demanded that he fight Lao Wang without reservation. Although his father was strong, he really "incurred the wrath of the crowd", even he could not bear it.
"Father, it was just a casual thing just now. You have to be careful this time." Wang Xuan's aura became extremely dangerous.
At his fingertips, the Dao-carrying paper reappeared with sacred light, layer after layer. The flower of vision grew on it, the True One Sutra was manifested when it met the True One Sutra, and the causal silkworm was being born.
Wang Xuan evolved the supreme frying method in the spiritual realm and opened a page of paper.
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