Conceited Battle King

Two days later, Alice drove the car to the foot of a mountain. Since the mountain road was rugged, it was no longer convenient for them to drive. Therefore, they had no choice but to get out of the car and walk.    

    

When they entered a forest, it was already late at night.    

    

The slovenly Daoist looked at Di Tianjun, who was still unconscious, then turned to Dongfang Qingyu, who had been silent the entire way. "Little Yu, have you become suspicious of yourself?"    

    

Hearing that, Dongfang Qingyu nodded.    

    

The slovenly Daoist laughed, "Actually, you don't need to have this feeling. Others might not understand that Second Martial Uncle, but I do understand. My second senior brother has a higher heart than the heavens. If this kid wasn't excellent, he definitely wouldn't have accepted him as a disciple."    

    

"Also, don't forget about his other identity, Dragon Emperor. This glory is not something that can be obtained just by having high martial arts skills. He rushed all the way to this position from a kid without any martial arts skills. Although it has only been thirteen short years, the bloody battles he has experienced are something that you cannot experience."    

    

I, Eldest Senior Brother, have so many disciples, but only you have trained him the least, so it's normal for you to be slightly weaker than him. Your master knows this very well, it's his temperament, so you don't need to worry too much. After all, there has never been a Dragon Emperor at his age before.    

    

Hearing this, Dongfang Qingyu frowned, "But martial arts are martial arts. How did he become so powerful?"    

    

"Didn't I say before, he has a lot of combat experience and has experienced a lot of life and death battles, so this is how a true expert is trained. Thinking about you, Eldest Senior Brother, although you are in your forties, you have already broken through to the Martial Saint level, even more powerful than your master and I, but does this mean that his future achievements are higher than ours? "You can't be a real powerhouse, but you can live for a long time. Your future accomplishments won't be any lower than this kid's. Don't worry, you won't be able to make this happen, or else you won't be able to make any progress!    

    

After the Sloppy Daoist finished speaking, Dongfang Qingyu's body froze for a moment. He quickly followed and said, "Thank you, Little Martial Uncle, for the reminder."    

    

"Ai, you, ah, you're too serious. If you could let go of a lot of things, you might even be able to compete with this kid."    

    

At this moment, the Sloppy Daoist spoke. Dongfang Qingyu's expression changed slightly. Seeing this, the Sloppy Daoist did not continue and Dongfang Qingyu got up and left.    

    

After he left, the Sloppy Daoist shook his head and sighed. He didn't say anything random. This Junior Martial Nephew of his, whether it was his temperament or martial arts talent, was definitely not inferior to Di Tianjun.    

    

Di Tianjun had the advantage, but Dongfang Qingyu had the advantage. After all, he had trained in martial arts since he was young, and was treated as a future Sect Leader. How could he be any weaker than Di Tianjun?    

    

If it wasn't for what happened that year, perhaps he would be on par with Di Tianjun now.    

    

Seeing the slovenly Daoist sigh, Alice asked curiously, "Daoist Qinghee, what exactly happened to Dongfang Qingyu? I think he was very cold and aloof, but in the forest, his master said something he lost his body. You said something just now, didn't you think there was a connection between the two?"    

    

Hearing that, Daoist Qinghee smiled and said, "You are quite intelligent, so you can consider this a disaster for the little guy. Whether he can go through this will depend on him, no one else can help him."    

    

Hearing that, Alice became even more curious and asked, "What exactly happened? If you say you lost your body, then that's nothing. What era is it now? Weren't all of you completely fearless? Dongfang Qingyu said so himself. "    

    

Daoist Qinghee smiled and said, "Yes, we are a hundred and one without any taboos, but this kid can't get through by himself. Daoist Qinghee smiled and said," Yes, we are a hundred and one without any taboos, but this kid can't get through himself.    

    

Seeing this, Alice pouted. "Stingy."    

    

Then she ran off to take care of Di Tianjun. She tried her best to beat the mosquitoes that came at her, so that Di Tianjun wouldn't get hurt at all.    

    

At this time, Ming Yu looked at Daoist Qinghee and asked, "Young Grand Master, could it be that Little Martial Uncle has fallen in love with that witch?"    

    

"Probably."    

    

Daoist Qinghee nodded. Ming Yu opened her eyes wide and said, "That's impossible. It's been so many years, but I can't find any connection between Little Martial Uncle and that demoness. Besides, it's not like Little Martial Uncle can't find her."    

    

This is the knot in his heart. This little fellow has read the Book of Virtue since he was young, and is different from the children outside. He has a very righteous heart, and your Grand Master has taught him quite a bit, but he does not dare to face it, so we can't do anything about it.    

    

With that, Daoist Qinghee drank a mouthful of wine and leaped up onto a tree to rest.    

    

Ming Yu curled her lips and didn't say anything else.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu, who was sitting beside a stream in the woods, seemed to have a memory in his eyes. The originally calm him seemed to be in pain, his fists clenched tightly as he mumbled to himself: "I am the youngest real person, and I won't be affected by any of these. Definitely not!"    

    

As he finished speaking, footsteps were suddenly heard from the side. When he looked over, he suddenly stood up and glared at them. "Why are you here?"    

    

"I thought you had already passed that hurdle, but it seems like you still haven't. To be able to get me so close to you, I presume you really are lost in thought."    

    

A beautiful lady stood beside Dongfang Qingyu.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu heard this and didn't say anything else. He turned around and headed towards Di Tianjun. Since this woman was here, then there should be trouble at Little Martial Uncle's side. He had to go over as soon as possible.    

    

But at this time, the woman stopped him and said: "Stay with me for a while, I miss you too. It's been four years and you haven't come looking for me."    

    

Dongfang Qingyu exploded when he heard that. He glared and said, "Shut up!"    

    

"Oh? Was he being too hasty? Why, in a hurry to save someone? Or could it be, you still have me in your heart, and don't dare to face me. "    

    

Dongfang Qingyu swung his sword and said coldly, "Hua Wuxin, don't think that I wouldn't dare to kill you."    

    

"Then kill me. If you want to kill me, I won't retaliate. As long as you are willing to do so!"    

    

As he said that, Hua Wuxin stepped forward. Just as he was about to reach the sword's edge, Dongfang Qingyu retreated.    

    

At this time, the sound of fighting came from Daoist Qinghee's side. His expression changed as he said coldly: "If you keep stopping me, I won't be polite anymore!"    

    

"Then why don't you give it a try? I know you aren't willing to hurt me, or else just now, ah … …"    

    

Dongfang Qingyu suddenly went forward and punched Hua Wuxin in the face, sending him flying and roared: "You can't bear to part with me? "I've already wanted to hit you, but I've never hit a woman. This, this is an exception, an exception!"    

    

After he finished, he walked towards Daoist Qinghee's direction. At this moment, a sharp voice sounded.    

    

"Bastard, if you really hit me, I'll fight you to the death."    

    

After that, Hua Wuxin pulled out the flexible sword from his waist and stabbed at Dongfang Qingyu. He swung his sword and directly deflected Dongfang Qingyu's attack. With a palm strike, Wu Tie was sent flying once again.    

    

"You're still hitting me?"    

    

… ….