Furious Dragon Slaying System

"I'm sorry, master, to disappoint you."

Yang Wu was also the City Lord's apprentice, but he was the least talented disciple in the City Lord's hands.

"Among the brothers, your strength and talent are the worst. Do you admit it or not?"

Yang Wu nodded. He knew this. Each of his senior brothers was stronger than him. The eldest brother had now reached the primary level of God King and was a top-ranked master in the Iron-Blooded City.

He is also the number one among the younger generation. Compared to them, Yang Wu's strength is much inferior.

Yang Wu accepted that his strength was inferior to theirs, but now he was defeated by a divine king. He really couldn't accept this result.

"Do you feel ashamed?"

Without any concealment, Yang Wu nodded, it was indeed embarrassing.

Seeing Yang Wu nodding, the city lord was not angry. Instead, he smiled and nodded: "It's okay to feel embarrassed. Being able to feel embarrassed means that you can still be saved."

Yang Wu looked at the city lord in confusion, wondering why the city lord said that.

"I was once just like you. The God King was defeated by a little guy who had just become a god. At that time, I was already the peak God King, and the gap was much bigger than yours now."

The city lord smiled bitterly. He had never told this secret before, and even now he felt very embarrassed when he mentioned it. The peak god king was defeated by the little god.

"How is it possible..." Yang Wu is very clear about the master's strength. Even if he is not as strong as the Sword Emperor, he is still ranked among the strongest among the God Emperors. How could he be defeated and defeated so miserably.

"This thing is true, because I was the one who defeated your master at that time."

The Sword Emperor looked at the City Lord. They were still young and vigorous at that time, but the Sword Emperor was indeed an out-and-out genius. He single-handedly came to the Iron-Blooded City to challenge the first person of the younger generation, who was the current City Lord.

The God Lord dismounted the peak God King and won completely.

Looking at the Sword King sadly, the city lord continued: "My feelings at that time were the same as yours now. I understand your mood now. I am even more desperate than you. I have been trapped by the inner demon for a hundred years."

"A hundred years later, this guy came again. At that time, his strength had surpassed mine. When he saw my appearance, he gave me a slap in the face without saying anything. He just looked at me and left."

"You know? That look contains so many things, disappointment, disdain, pity, and even a trace of sympathy."

"But with just such a slap and a look, I understand a lot. So what if we fail? Don't we have any chance? Talent may be very important to a person, but what is more important is will, unyielding will."

"I know I can't be his opponent, but as long as I live for one day, I will never give up the idea of ​​challenging him. Even if I can't beat him, I will still annoy him to death."

The Sword Emperor and the City Lord burst out laughing at this. It can be said that they are both enemies and friends.

"Temporary failure does not mean permanent failure. Think about it yourself."

After saying that, they left, leaving only Yang Wu who was stunned in place, motionless, seeming to have entered a strange state, and seemed to have some insights.

"You value this apprentice very much. He is the person you really want to train. Otherwise, he would not stay by your side forever, and he would even tell you about your embarrassing things."

"snort……"

Although he didn't say anything, his eyes had betrayed him: "This kid is not very talented. What others can understand instantly, he may not be able to understand for ten days, and his strength has always been at the bottom, but But he has something that others don’t have.”

"Persistence, hard work, and resilience are far beyond those of others. However, he still went astray and lived in the shadow of genius, which made him give up on himself. But now that Su Long is here, I believe he has become what he once was. It’s Yang Wu.”

They had no idea that the Lord of Sword Emperor City had good intentions. They had planned all of this and trained each other to find their own shortcomings.

"Let's go and have a drink. It's your treat."

"Why."

"This is the Iron-Blooded City, and everyone who comes here is a guest, don't you understand? And I have no money."

It's a very simple thing. What can you do to me if you don't have money? The two of them went drinking and chatting.

Until night, Su Long and Yang Wu appeared in front of them at the same time. Both of them had more or less good changes, but an epiphany could not change anything.

"Master, let's go."

"What's wrong?" Seeing Su Long's depressed look, they all felt confused.

"This guy keeps pestering me to fight. He's like an old woman who can't get rid of him."

"A man must grow in battle. My strength is not as good as yours, but I will grow again and again until I defeat you."

"I reject."

"No, how can a man refuse to fight? The rules of the Iron Blood City do not allow refusal to fight."

"I'm not from your Iron-Blooded City, and the rules of the Iron-Blooded City have no control over me."

"But you are a man, and men can't refuse."

"I do not want."

The two people were entangled there non-stop. The city lord and the Sword Emperor laughed. The two of them were exactly the same as before, except that the Sword Emperor would not refuse anyone who came.

"Okay, it's almost time. The tea party is about to start. This is the invitation. You two go and take a look. With a learning attitude, they are stronger than you. You will have a chance in the future."

The two men nodded. With Yang Wu's leadership, he was not afraid of not being found, but Su Long really didn't want to stay with Yang Wu. It was too annoying.

Along the way, they discussed with him a time duel, but Su Long kept ignoring him. He even missed Yang Wu at the beginning, who was cold, arrogant, with his nose in the sky, and didn't bother to talk to him at all. Now I don't know what happened, Cheng Got chatty.

"Here we are, right here."

Arriving at the gathering place of the tea party, Yang Wu put away his chatterbox and became serious.

"It hit the younger generation of Iron-Blooded City. Everyone is basically at the peak of the gods. The remaining few who are less talented have also reached the high-level gods. However, the strongest ones are the three senior brothers. They have already reached the level of gods. Beginner level of God King.”

After Yang Wu introduced them, Su Long also got a general idea. It was indeed a genius tea party, and the strength of these people should not be underestimated.

"Tell me, will the two of us become the center of attention if we go in?"

One is a mid-level god, and the other is a mid-level god.

Yang Wu thought for a while: "I can't, but you can."

They all know Yang Wu. Although they disdain Yang Wu's strength, they can't say anything because of the city lord's face. But Su Long is different. When the intermediate divine king comes here, they should not welcome.