I Really Don't Want to Be the Boss

Wutian sat there, looked at Duan Zhengming for a while, and said in an appreciative tone.

Strictly speaking, it was Duan Zhengming who took the throne of Wutian, the incarnation of Duan Yanqing.

However, Duan Zhengming's ascension to the throne was due to chance, not a crime, so even the original Duan Yanqing had no hatred for Duan Zhengming.

He was in a difficult situation with Brother Duan Zhengming, and he just wanted to get back what he had lost.

"It's just that, do you think you are my opponent?"

After Wutian praised Duan Zhengming, he asked Duan Zhengming very seriously.

"How do you know if you don't try!"

Duan Zhengming is full of martial style.

The Duan family of Dali established their country with martial arts, and Duan Zhengming was the emperor and a powerful martial artist.

Duan Zhengming, who appeared in front of Wutian at this moment, was facing Wutian as a warrior.

"Then you do it, let me try it, how many grades have you cultivated with your yang finger?"

Wutian was still sitting there, not ready to get up, but he had already signaled Duan Zhengming to make a move.

"Your Excellency is a little overbearing!"

Duan Zhengming saw that Wutian asked him to take action, but he was still sitting there extremely calmly, not prepared to deal with it at all, so he couldn't help saying.

However, even with that being said, when Duan Zhengming made a move, he didn't spare any energy.

He pointed directly at Wutian, pushing the power of his Yang finger to the limit.

Wutian raised an iron crutch and met Duan Zhengming's Yiyang finger.

(PS: This book has entered a period of burnout, and those things have happened recently, so that the author really has no motivation to code words. However, don’t worry, no matter what, the author will maintain a minimum update of [-] words a day .)

Chapter 7 Rebirth with broken limbs, be my son

In the plot of "Dragon Babu", Duan Yanqing once fought against Duan Zhengming, and at that time, Duan Zhengming basically did not lose the wind.

Duan Yanqing even said personally that although Duan Zhengming became the emperor, his martial arts did not drop at all.

What Wutian is using now is Duan Yanqing's original one-yang finger cultivation base, so after he and Duan Zhengming fought each other, Duan Zhengming did not fall behind.

"Yangzhi!"

Duan Zhengming and Wutian fought with each other, and after finishing the move, they looked at Wutian in horror.

One yang finger is a secret not handed down by the Duan family in Dali. If it is not for the Duan family's children, it is impossible to learn the one yang finger.

Could it be that this person in front of him is also a descendant of the Dali Duan family?

Moreover, the Yiyang Finger has been cultivated to the point where it can rival him, the Baoding Emperor. Wutian is definitely not a side branch of the Duan Clan in Dali.

Duan Zhengming was shocked, and in the face of Wutian's attitude, he was a little more respectful: "Duan Zhengming sees senior."

The members of the Duan Clan thought that Duan Yanqing was dead for a long time. At this moment, Duan Zhengming guessed which branch of the Duan Clan Wutian was from, but he didn't think of Duan Yanqing.

"You called me senior, did you not think of my identity, or did you not want to recognize me?"

When Wutian heard Duan Zhengming's name, he smiled and asked Duan Zhengming.

Although his legs are crippled, he is a disabled person with incomplete body, and he can't even speak, but at this moment, when he smiles, it gives people a sense of extraordinary magnificence.

"I don't know, senior, which branch of my Dali Duan clan is it?"

Duan Zhengming clasped his fists at Wutian and asked respectfully.

"You took my throne, but you don't even recognize me?"

Wutian asked a question.

After finishing speaking, Wutian continued without waiting for Duan Zhengming to speak.

"You are not a real traitor, nor did you seize the throne by seeking to usurp the throne, so I have no hatred for you."

"However, what I lost, I must get it back with my own hands."

When Duan Zhengming heard Wutian's words, he thought of Wutian's identity at this moment, he looked at Wutian in shock: "Are you Prince Yanqing?"

"How is it possible that Prince Yanqing is still alive?"

"Since you are alive, why did you show up now?"

Duan Zhengming looked at Wutian in doubt.

Duan Yanqing disappeared many years ago, and everyone in the Duan family in Dali thought that Duan Yanqing was murdered.

As a result, after so many years, Duan Yanqing actually reappeared, and was actually hostile to the Duan family, which made Duan Zhengming very puzzled.

"I'm not dead, the sky won't accept me."

"However, it's almost dead."

Wutian sighed lightly.

"As for why it didn't appear before? I became a useless person, and the throne was also taken away, so what if I appeared?"

Wutian spoke in a calm tone.

Duan Zhengming immediately stated: "Senior, if you are willing to return to the Duan family, I will definitely take good care of you."

It is impossible for him to return the throne. If Wutian was in normal health, with his personality, he might consider returning the throne.

But now, Wutian's legs are disabled, his body is incomplete, and his reputation is notorious. How can such a person become the emperor of Dali Kingdom.

If Dali had such an emperor, wouldn't it be a joke.

Duan Zhengming will not allow such a thing to happen.

"If I go back, I will definitely get back everything I lost."

Wutian's tone was extremely firm.

With his experience, acting is naturally no problem.

When Duan Zhengming heard Wutian's words, he knew that there was nothing to discuss, so he simply looked at Wutian seriously and said: "Senior, although my skill is not as good as yours, if I fight to the death, my chances of winning are better."

What he said was a direct threat to Wutian.

"Because I'm a cripple?"

"Ha ha--"

Wutian couldn't help laughing out loud.

His incarnation of Duan Yanqing is indeed a disabled person, but he is different from other disabled people.

His legs are crippled, and the pair of iron crutches in his hands are more flexible than the legs of ordinary people. He can't speak, and when he speaks ventriloquism, he speaks like a normal person.

"It doesn't matter whether you or I win or lose, don't you care about your good nephew Duan Yu? If I win, he will die. If I lose, he will die as well."

Wutian's tone was calm, as if he was telling an ordinary truth.

Afterwards, he stated his request to Duan Zhengming.

"I want you to announce your abdication within ten days, and then go to Tianlong Temple to become a monk."

"Otherwise, you can wait to collect the body of your good nephew Duan Yu."

Wutian's words were ruthless and firm.

"This--"

Duan Zhengming was caught in a dilemma.

Determined that he couldn't take down Wutian, Duan Zhengming simply withdrew and went to rescue soldiers.

After Duan Zhengming left, Wutian still quietly guarded the door.

In the room behind him, Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing looked like aphrodisiacs, they wanted to get close to each other, but they tried their best to restrain themselves.

Wutian couldn't help but want to expose them, saying that the two of them had no aphrodisiac.

It was obvious that these two people wanted to get close to each other, and they happened to have the excuse of aphrodisiac.

It's just that the ethical concept binds them again.

If it wasn't for Wutian who wanted to design and train Duan Yu, he would have wanted to tell Duan Yu the truth at this moment, to let him know that he and Mu Wanqing were not biological siblings at all.

……

The rescuer Duan Zhengming asked for arrived soon, and this person was an eminent monk—named Master Huangmei.

This is a ruthless person. In the original plot, in order to let Duan Yanqing play chess with him, he made a bet with Duan Yanqing, asking Duan Yanqing to guess whether his toes were odd or even when they were 70 years old.

After Duan Yanqing guessed an even number, he said he was 69 this year, and then he cut off one of his toes.

This time, facing Wutian, he cut off one of his toes just like in the plot.

"Grandmaster!"

Duan Yu saw that Master Huang Mei cut off a toe in order to save himself, and he couldn't help feeling guilty in his heart.

At this time, Wutian didn't look at Huang Meiseng, but instead turned his head to look behind the window, Duan Yu asked with a sad face.

"Mr. Duan, how do you feel in your heart now?"

"I'm angry, I hate it!"

Duan Yu was originally unwilling to be unreasonable.

However, after Wutian asked, he couldn't help but answer Wutian's question.

Such behavior, even he can't control himself.

"What are you hating?"

Wutian asked Duan Yu again.

Duan Yu bit his lips tightly, not wanting to speak, but he still couldn't help it, and said what was in his heart: "I hate you, and I also hate myself."

"Because you caught me, Master Huangmei came to rescue me, and because I was too incompetent, I was caught by you."

Duan Yu expressed the hatred in his heart clearly.