Martial arts: Stealthy martial arts at the beginning

"I actually lost!"

At this time, Wu Wudi was dressed in rags, blood-stained and slumped on the dilapidated ground, his eyes were a little absent-minded, and he muttered unbelievable words.

For decades, he has never had a single defeat, so arrogant and conceited that he is invincible and unbeatable!

Even Di Shitian, who had lived for thousands of years, lost his phoenix blood with just a few punches, and aged a lot.

"No, I didn't lose, how could Wu Wudi lose!"

He stared suddenly, and an aura of refusal to admit defeat rose again.

He didn't accept that he was defeated by a young man, and he couldn't believe the fact that he couldn't accept it.

He wants to stand up and fight Duanlang again, this time he will definitely win.

No!In his heart he has never been defeated.

"Wu Aojiao, you are really arrogant, haven't you figured it out in your 70s? No one will be invincible for a lifetime!"

(Wu Wudi alias Wu Aojiao)
Duan Lang's eyes were sharp and he held the [Langyue Knife] and slowly walked towards Wu Wudi, trying to persuade this one of the best ceiling masters in the world of wind and cloud.

"You are old enough to be a son. You only continued a piece of incense to the Wu family at the age of 70, but you have to think about it for Xiao Wu, what do you think?"

Duanlang came to Wu Wudi's side, once again gathered the power of the curse in his hand and directly penetrated into his body.

After all, it is still very troublesome to fight a master who is at the peak of the Six Tribulations Realm. If you can control it, control it first.

I know that apart from being irritable and jealous, this person is a master of martial arts, and his martial arts can only be laughed at three times, he is an absolute talent.

If I suck him up with [Naqi Jue], I won't be able to increase my cultivation much.

"Who the hell are you? Not only can you use the power of the curse freely, but you also know everything about my warrior family."

Wu Wudi didn't care about Duanlang's teasing of his name, but looked at Duanlang with question marks in his head and asked.

He was powerless to resist the power of the curse that was lost and regained in his body. He just wanted to know who this mysterious young man was before he died.

"Me? Xuanhuang Sect Master Duanlang!" Duanlang shook his shoulders and looked at Wu Wudi and said indifferently: "As for how to use the power of the curse freely, that's not something you should know."

After finishing speaking, Duanlang's devilish energy radiated out of the body again, pressing towards Wu Wudi relentlessly, only to see that his expression was sharp and murderous: "Wu Aojiao, I will give you one last chance. Surrender or die!!"

Duanlang not only wants to take Wu Wudi as his servant, but also wants to take his son as his apprentice.

Xiao Wu's aptitude is no worse than that of Long'er, and he is one of the top masters in the third part of Fengyun, but his personality is too similar to Nie Feng.

If Nie Feng hadn't had a second dream, Duanlang would have suspected that Nie Feng and Bai Ruchou were having an affair.

"Think about your son! And the curse of your Wu clan!!"

Seeing that Wu Wudi wanted to speak, Duanlang reminded him again.

"It turns out that you are the Duanlang who conquered most of the martial arts sects. I didn't expect martial arts to be so unpredictable."

Wu Wudi shook his head and smiled wryly. After weighing the pros and cons for a while, he could only bow his head and say, "I'm willing to be your subordinate and take down the entire Central Plains Wulin for you."

Although Wu Wudi was afraid of failure and loss, he was not afraid of death, and he surrendered to Duanlang solely to free the descendants of the Wu clan from the curse.

And what Duan Lang said was right, he was old enough to have a son, and he had his first son in his 70s, so he really couldn't bear to let him be killed like this.

"I don't really believe you." Duan Lang shook his head and said.

Wu Wudi is jealous and has a bad temper. Duanlang knows this very well, so he doesn't believe in Wu Wudi at all.

Wu Wudi frowned, looked at Duanlang angrily, and said in a deep voice: "Duanlang, I have already expressed my surrender to you, you don't believe me, do you want me to prove it with death?"

He was invincible all his life, how had he ever been treated like this?He is unwilling, but he has no ability to resist.

"That's not the case." Duanlang shook his head and took out a red pill from the void and handed it to Wu Wudi, saying, "Soul Eater Pill, if you betray me, even if you die, your soul will suffer hellish torture!"

"You have reached the Six Tribulations Realm, I believe you know how important a warrior's soul is."

This elixir was refined by injecting demonic evil energy into the medicinal materials. After eating it, even if it is dead and then resurrected, the soul will still have medicinal properties. This must be solved by him with the law of life.

Of course, the prescription is provided by the system, and the medicinal materials are ordinary, and the main one is the evil spirit.

Having experienced Pojun's betrayal, Duanlang already knew that the life-and-death talisman was only useful in martial arts dramas, but it was useless in the fantasy world.

"Is there such a pill?" Wu Wudi stared blankly at the pill in front of him. Seeing Duanlang's expression that you would know if you tried it, he picked up the pill directly: "Eat it as soon as you eat it. The old man has never been afraid of anything."

After Wu Wudi swallowed the elixir, he immediately felt that his soul seemed to be suppressed by something.

"what!!!!"

Duanlang smiled evilly with the corner of his mouth raised, and a red devilish energy appeared in his right hand instantly, and Wu Wudi felt the tingling pain in his soul.

It was an intangible but palpable pain, even cutting flesh was not one-tenth of that pain.

"Ah!!!" Soon Wu Wudi was sweating profusely on his forehead, and his teeth were chattering non-stop.

Just when he couldn't bear it and wanted to slap himself to death, Duanlang withdrew his hand, and the devilish energy disappeared.

"How do you feel? Wu Aojiao."

Seeing Wu Wudi gasping for breath, Duan Lang asked with an evil smile.

In fact, it was the first time he used this thing, and he didn't expect the effect to be pretty good.

When the time comes, get one for Xiongba, and he will be able to heal the wound on his meridians and let him practice martial arts.

"Master's methods are profound, I am convinced."

Wu Wudi clasped his fists with both hands, lowered his head and said unwillingly.

Unwilling to return, but still surrendered, the old man and old man's self-proclaimed name was changed to me.

"Don't call me master, I'm panicking, just call me young master or suzerain."

Duan Lang waved his hands expressionlessly.

He knew that Wu Wudi was not reconciled, but it didn't matter, as long as he could control him.

"Let's go, follow me to the motorcycle wholesale market (Motuo Lanruo Temple)!"

Duanlang put away the [Langyue Knife], raised his legs and headed towards a certain direction.

"Sect Master!" Wu Wudi quickly raised his hand and shouted, seeing Duan Lang turned his head, he said: "My son Xiao Wu is still at home."

Duan Lang was taken aback, thinking that Wu Wudi had a son, his pre-apprentice, nodded and said: "Then let's go, first go to your house to pick up your son."

Wu Wudi nodded, and walked home with Duan Lang.