"For the sake of face, the Federation can only say that Zhang Daotian chased Jing Daoxian away. Actually, it's about the same. Jing Daoxian had indeed been severely injured in that battle. If he had really fought Zhang Daotian back then, it was hard to say who would have won. Ever since then, the League has tried all means to take Jing Daoxian's life. All sorts of schemes have been used, but even so, they failed to take Jing Daoxian's life, "Lord Alcohol said.
"Why didn't Jing Daoxian bring Wan Yiqi away? You even left her there? "Zhou Wen asked curiously.
"I don't know if others will take Wan Yiqi away, but Jing Daoxian is an arrogant fellow. Since Wan Yiqi didn't choose him in the past, he definitely won't take Wan Yiqi away no matter what happens," Lord Alcohol said indifferently.
"What a weirdo. Did Zhang Daotian kill Wan Yiqi in the end?" Zhou Wen had already forgotten that he was stalling for time. He was completely attracted by Lord Alcohol's story and couldn't help but ask.
"If Jing Daoxian doesn't die, who would dare kill Wan Yiqi? At that time, Jing Daoxian really had the ability to annihilate the Federation's parliament. " Lord Alcohol glanced at Zhou Wen and said, "Don't ask me how Wan Yiqi survived. I don't know either. There are so many people in the League, so there will always be a way to resolve the problem of Wan Yiqi's Life Soul. However, ever since then, Wan Yiqi hasn't appeared in public."
"Alright, the story is over. You should be on your way. You're about to die, yet you're still so engrossed in listening to the stories of others. You're quite an interesting person. If you weren't a spokesperson, I could spare your life. What a pity, "Lord Alcohol said as he walked over to Zhou Wen.
"Would you believe me if I said that I'm not a spokesperson?" Zhou Wen asked.
"Wouldn't a spokesperson have a Mythical Companion Beast?" Lord Alcohol curled his lips and said disdainfully.
Zhou Wen naturally knew his situation, but he couldn't think of a good solution. In front of the huge disparity in strength, it was difficult to think of a plan to defy the heavens and change his fate. At the very least, Zhou Wen couldn't think of one now.
The only reliable method was probably to pluck a Longevity Fruit from a tree and eat it like Lord Alcohol. Perhaps he could become as powerful as Lord Alcohol.
However, Zhou Wen had a nagging feeling that the Longevity Fruit was somewhat sinister. Jing Daoxian hadn't eaten it himself, so there might be side effects.
Besides, even if Zhou Wen wanted to eat it, Jing Daoxian wasn't blind. How could he give him such a chance?
I can only give it a try. Zhou Wen gripped his Bamboo Blade tightly and slashed at Lord Alcohol with Demonic Astral Wheel.
Lord Alcohol pressed his finger on the Demonic Astral Wheel as the violently spinning saber beam came to a stop. With a bang, it dissipated into light fragments.
Banana Fairy blew a gust of Grand Yin Wind at Lord Alcohol. Almost at the same time, Zhou Wen used Ghost Steps and charged towards the Longevity Tree as though he had teleported.
Bang!
Lord Alcohol's figure suddenly vanished. As he dodged the Grand Yin Wind, he struck Zhou Wen down with his palm. He was actually able to keep up with Ghost Steps' speed.
Zhou Wen used the Dragon Gate Fairy Skill and the Godfiend Life Providence to deflect the force in midair, but the force was just too powerful. He still slammed into the mountain wall, cracking it as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
What a waste. This is enough for me to game many times. Zhou Wen knew that he had no choice but to risk his life. He gripped his Bamboo Blade tightly and activated Sigh of the King.
Saber beams streaked across the void like lightning as they crisscrossed Lord Alcohol's body. With the augmentation of Sigh of the King, Zhou Wen pushed Transcendent Flying Immortal to its limits.
However, there was the sound of metal clashing. Lord Alcohol used his finger as a sword to block all of Transcendent Flying Immortal's slashes.
After using Transcendent Flying Immortal, Zhou Wen failed to injure Lord Alcohol at all. He gritted his teeth and used Transcendent Flying Immortal a second time, but halfway through, Zhou Wen's chest was struck by a sword beam and he was sent flying.
After falling to the ground, Zhou Wen struggled to sit up. The wound on his chest was still bleeding. If he hadn't dodged two centimeters in that moment of life and death, the sword beam would have pierced through his heart.
"You're really not bad. Back when Jing Daoxian was your age, he didn't have such strength. However, the more it's like this, the more I can't let you live. "As Lord Alcohol spoke, he raised his palm again, hoping to kill Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen gritted his teeth and reached out to take out something from the chaos space. It was a small metal box with a note written by Wang Mingyuan inside. Although he didn't know if the note would be useful against a terrifying existence like Lord Alcohol, he had to give it a try no matter what.
Teacher, please bless me! Seeing that Lord Alcohol was about to reach him, Zhou Wen took out the note and opened it. He aimed the words "kneel and beg for mercy" at Lord Alcohol.
Lord Alcohol's body swayed as his knees bent slightly. However, before Zhou Wen could rejoice, Lord Alcohol's legs straightened again, preventing him from kneeling.
It's over. Even Teacher isn't effective this time. Zhou Wen's heart chilled as he knew that he was doomed.
A mere four words actually have the power to suppress a peak Epic. Who wrote this? Zhang Daotian? No, his words aren't like that. Apart from him, who else in the League has such power? Lord Alcohol looked at the words "kneel and beg for mercy" in Zhou Wen's hand and couldn't help but sneer. "No matter who you are, you don't have the right to use these words on me. I'll always be Lord Alcohol."
With that said, Lord Alcohol struck the palm, sending Zhou Wen and the piece of paper flying.
Bam!
Zhou Wen slammed into the stone wall again, creating a huge crater. Countless bones in his body had been broken, and his organs were burning with pain. Now, his situation was the exact opposite of Lord Alcohol's.
The piece of paper didn't shatter as it floated to Zhou Wen's side.
From the looks of it, there's really no hope this time. Zhou Wen glanced at the four words on the piece of paper, but when he looked at it, he realized that there were three more words on it.
These three words were in front of the four words. They were much smaller than the words "kneel and beg for mercy", but no matter how small they were, it was impossible for him to only see them now. These three words seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Furthermore, apart from being a little smaller, the handwriting was still Wang Mingyuan's. The style of the words was something no one could imitate.
"My dear disciple … Kneel and beg for mercy …" Zhou Wen read the three words together with the four words behind them as his expression turned odd.
"Teacher, you can't be messing with me, right? What's the point of me kneeling and begging for mercy now? A person like Lord Alcohol won't let me off just because I kneel and beg for mercy, right? Zhou Wen thought to himself, but he felt that Wang Mingyuan's actions had a deeper meaning. It was impossible for him to do so for no reason.
Seeing that Lord Alcohol was coming over again, Zhou Wen gritted his teeth and prepared to see what Wang Mingyuan could do to help him survive.
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