Chapter 71: Senior, Your Knife is Not as Hard as Your Mouth!

Zhao Wudao.

Known as the One-Eyed Divine Lord.

Ranked thirty-third on the Earth Ranking.

Grand General, Prince of Yan, the head of Yu Yun's nine adopted sons.

The scattered hair covered half of his face, and only one eye stared fixedly at Dou Changsheng, his expression revealing surprise, not expecting Dou Changsheng to choose him directly.

This chaotic fight in the square had no rules, and any means would do.

But no one chose to hide, hide until the last moment, and then come out to pick up cheap.

For the younger generation like Dou Changsheng, fighting with Earth Ranking grandmasters is a rare experience. Whether it can be verified whether the other party was stronger than himself when he was young is an opportunity.

And for Earth Ranking powerhouses, everyone has dignity.

Even if it is a shameless person, it is impossible to play rogue on this occasion.

After all, this is not a life-and-death struggle, and they must pay attention to the influence. Besides, each of them has been targeted.

When Dou Changsheng chose Zhao Wudao, Jin Wuming also met Du Zhangwang. It was clear that Jin Wuming had a bad impression of Du Zhangwang when they met in Great Liang City last time. If it weren't for the martial arts of the Pure Yang Grandmaster, Jin Wuming would have given him a knife. Now in the same realm, not cutting him a few knives would be sorry for himself.

Zhao Wudao pulled out the long knife hanging from his waist. This knife, the back of the knife was wide, the blade was sharp, the body was long and narrow, different from ordinary long knives, and especially inlaid with a gem, like an eye, very weird and creepy.

A stream of light appeared, like an eye blinking, very weird and creepy.

Zhao Wudao said calmly: "I followed the foster father to practice martial arts since I was a child."

"At that time, the foster father was not yet famous in the world, just an ordinary military officer in the army."

"All learned were military moves, big open and big close, good at charging, not good at fighting alone."

"This eye of mine was blinded by a rivers and lakes person."

"It's not that I don't want to make up for the defects, but I am powerless. Sects, families, dynasties, etc., all monopolize martial arts and will not easily teach outsiders. The path of a loose cultivator is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

"Until I was twenty-five years old, the foster father had the qualifications to lead the army alone, and with the power of the partial army, he drove straight in, took more than ten cities in Eastern Qi, and became famous in the world."

"Since then, I have been favored by the late emperor and taught martial arts, and then learned military strategy. I have risen with the tide, and for the first time, I have obtained a profound art. Only after truly learning it did I understand that there is such a wonderful method in the world."

"One day's work is equal to the previous ten days. The purity of true qi has also been improved by three to five times. Ordinary people work hard and practice for a lifetime, not as good as learning a profound art for ten years,"

"This makes my efforts seem like a joke."

"I don't like you."

"Seeing you for the first time, I felt disgusted with you."

"People like you, born in a great clan, seem to be the darlings of

"A person like you, born into a great clan, seems like a darling of heaven and earth from birth. You have the care of Divine Marvel Sect Master elders, the protection of the Nine Heavens Cloud Crane, and wherever you go, you are respected. Peerless arts are yours for the taking, and resources that ordinary people rarely see in a lifetime, you don't even deign to glance at."

"The 'Ten Thousand Army Formation' is the Adoptive Father's secret art; it is the foundation of his entire martial arts."

"It is precisely because he comprehended this 'Ten Thousand Army Formation' that the Adoptive Father was able to stand out from the masses."

"But for the sake of this 'Ten Thousand Army Formation,' the Adoptive Father has paid a price beyond measure."

"To be a general without understanding astronomy, without recognizing the terrain, without knowing the strange gates, without understanding yin and yang, without studying formation maps, and without grasping military momentum—that is to be a mediocre talent."

"This sentence is easy to say, but for the Adoptive Father, with no one to teach him and no military manuals, he relied entirely on his own bit-by-bit summaries, listening to the idle chatter of generals, and asking other officers for advice."

"What the world sees is the Adoptive Father's battle in East Qi, shaking the world and becoming a famous general of the age; they see only the glory. But what I see is the decades of effort the Adoptive Father went through for this one battle."

"You learned the 'Ten Thousand Army Formation' too easily. The Adoptive Father loves you so deeply, yet you actually sow discord between the Adoptive Father and his sons."

"Among us brothers, who does not treat the Adoptive Father as our own birth father?"

"The Adoptive Father is the most important person to us, and we brothers have lived and died together. I absolutely will not allow an outsider to ruin this hard-won family affection."

When someone feels malice toward you, they make no effort to hide it; you can certainly perceive it.

He knew that this Zhao Wudao did not look favorably upon him, but he had not expected the other party to have such a strong opinion of him.

But despite his dislike, Zhao Wudao had never made a move or done anything to make things difficult for him. If he hadn't actively looked for trouble, Zhao Wudao would have ignored him; the root of everything was Yu Yun's restraint.

This is a man who views Yu Yun as a god.

Dou Changsheng frowned; among the nine adopted sons, one of them must have colluded with Chen Qingyao.

The words of the Ageless Witch are worth believing.

At the Ageless Witch's level, there is no need to deceive him.

Good words are hard to use to persuade a ghost destined to die. If Yu Yun were here, Dou Changsheng could still spare some breath, as the man had treated him quite well and had taught him the "Ten Thousand Army Formation." But Zhao Wudao gave Dou Changsheng no inclination to speak; after all, one cannot press a hot face against a cold backside.

Dou Changsheng drew the Hero Sword and spoke slowly: "I must correct you on one thing, Senior."

"I am not a descendant of the Xiangzhou Wang clan, but rather from a village in the North."

"That I, Dou Changsheng, have reached this day is something I earned through my own hard work and effort."

That is correct; the future Dou is also Dou. He cultivated diligently and worked hard—is that not Dou Changsheng's own effort?

"Furthermore, as you said, Senior, the world sees only my glory and ignores the sacrifices I have shouldered behind the scenes."

"The Qingyang Daoist of the Sanyang Sect faked his death to escape, and I nearly became the scapegoat."

"I have been intercepted and killed multiple times while transporting military pay in the North."

"Recently, my bad luck has been constant; despite being only in the Primordial Realm, I have been repeatedly dragged into the struggles of you Earth Ranking Sect Masters."

"If anyone else were in my shoes, as long as they could survive, having these gains would be normal."

"I chose you, Senior, because I have learned the Grand General's 'Ten Thousand Army Formation.' I have no opportunity to demonstrate it in person, so I can only show the results to you, Senior, and then have you tell the Grand General."

Zhao Wudao looked at the righteous-looking Dou Changsheng and sneered: "Your words, on the contrary, make me appear narrow-minded."

"Enough talk."

"Let me see the results of your hard work over these many days."

He slashed out with his blade, the blade light surging and roaring like thunder, whistling and bursting forth amidst a sudden flash in the void!

The rolling true qi was like a flooding river, surging and magnificent, with such overwhelming momentum that it was peerless.

Seeing this, Dou Changsheng chuckled and said: "Senior's blade is not as hard as Senior's mouth."

His qi acupoints opened in an instant, and true qi surged out. With one sword strike across the sky, the true qi was like the water of the four seas, falling from the firmament and submerging the human world. Like a world-destroying flood, it instantly swallowed the blade light and swept toward Zhao Wudao.

The true qi was like soldiers, forming a battle array, ten thousand armies charging, invincible.

"Let this junior show you, Senior, what is called the 'Ten Thousand Army Formation'!"

PS: I don't want to post a separate chapter for the launch announcement, so I'll put it here.

This is also a bit of a cliffhanger; I can't help it, I need to make tomorrow's initial subscription numbers look better.

Just to say, the book launches tomorrow at noon, around twelve or one o'clock; it depends on the specific activation time.

I wrote this with a lot of passion this time, and my mindset is stable. I didn't even make it to the second round, which in the past would have led me to cut the book immediately—like that book *The Undying*, which had 150 on the first day of the trial and I cut it immediately. My mindset exploded; I needed at least 200 to keep writing.

But this book had 100 on the first day and only 50 on the second, yet I didn't cut it. I just intended to write one book well. As a friend said, work hard once, verify if what you write can still make money. If it doesn't work, it proves your path is no longer viable, so change your writing method, learn more, step out of your comfort zone, and try more things.

So my mindset is very stable. I ran naked for a week, played the resurrection match, successfully resurrected, finished all four rounds, and perfectly achieved my goal.

The second goal is an initial subscription of one thousand. Though I might not reach it, it should be nine hundred; it's only a bit short of eight hundred. I can write, I will work hard to update, and I strive to write to one million words by the New Year, with an average subscription of two thousand.

Last but not least, as usual, I ask for initial subscriptions and monthly tickets.