Although Wang Chongyang's words were rather indifferent, it contained an extremely strong confidence.
This was the confidence he had as a supreme grandmaster and the leader of the Five Uniques of the Great Song.
Even if he is a peerless talent and a monstrous genius, in front of me, Wang Chongyang, he is still just a young boy!
Ten moves were enough!
"Haha, this Demonic Priest has hit an iron plate this time!”
"Humph, to be able to make Perfected Chong Yang personally make a move, even if he was defeated, it's enough for him to be proud!”
"He's asking to be humiliated. Even if this demon's martial arts are peerless, he's just an ant in front of a divine art!”
When the Quan Zhen Sect disciples heard Wang Chongyang's words, their eyes were filled with joy.
It was as if he had already seen Su Liu lose ten moves and admit defeat.
Of course, even Su Liu himself had to admit it.
Medium-grade divine ability Wang Chongyang was definitely a powerful enemy that was more terrifying than all the opponents he had encountered before combined.
That was a supreme grandmaster. Even in the entire martial arts world, he was definitely a rare existence.
Every martial grandmaster was a legend in the martial world. Their combat strength was even enough to take the head of a general in an army of ten thousand!
But so what?
Su Liu's gaze was cold and arrogant, and his eyes were burning with battle intent.
Why would martial artists like us regret a battle?
He raised his head and looked at Wang Chongyang, who had a majestic bearing like a mountain. A brilliant smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face as he said proudly,"
"If you want to fight, I'll fight!"
Arrogant, arrogant!
When Su Liu said this, the Quan Zhen Sect disciples were furious and sneered.
However, just as they were sneering, Su Liu, who was standing at the highest point, waved his sleeve gently and spoke in a light and indifferent voice.
"Old Master Wang, don't talk about ten rounds!”
"If I can't take you down within three moves, I'll lose!”
As soon as he said this, the entire place went into an uproar.
Even Quan Zhen Seven's expression changed drastically.
What was arrogance?
Su Liu's reply could no longer be described simply as arrogant.
He was simply arrogant to the extreme!
Even many disciples were already suspecting whether this white-robed Demonic Priest had gone crazy!
Who was Wang Chongyang?
The Supreme Grandmaster, the head of the Five Uniques, and the publicly acknowledged number one person in the martial arts world of the Great Song.
But now, this young Taoist priest who looked to be around 20 years old actually dared to say that he would defeat him in three moves?
"Madman…"
"This guy must be crazy!"
"You ignorant junior!"
The Quan Zhen Sect's Seven Sons had complicated expressions. To them, this was no longer just arrogance. This was ignorance and self-humiliation!
While the Quan Zhen Sect disciples were sneering and mocking them, the three Ancient Tomb Sect ladies were also shocked by Su Liu's arrogant words.
Logically speaking, the difference between a grandmaster and a great grandmaster could be said to be heaven and earth.
If the two fought, Su Liu had no chance of winning.
Especially within three moves!
However, for some reason, when they saw the handsome figure in white, an indescribable trust quietly surged in the hearts of the three women.
At this moment, Wang Chongyang's emotionless face revealed a trace of anger as he stared intently at Su Liu's figure.
"Although you can be called a genius, you're still nothing in front of me.”
"The promise of three moves, are you serious?”
Su Liu stood with his hands behind his back, his expression proud as he sneered,"Of course I'm serious. If I can't take you down within three moves, I, Su Ren, will punish you!”
As the saying goes, even clay figurines have 30% anger.
Not to mention Wang Chongyang, who had been famous in Jianghu for decades.
Faced with Su Liu's arrogant words that were close to humiliation, he was finally enraged.
"Good, good, good. Since little friend Su has such a heroic spirit, this old man also wants to see where your confidence comes from today!”
Before he finished speaking, Wang Chongyang's figure instantly disappeared from where he was.
In the next moment, in the martial arts field more than 100 feet away, his figure suddenly appeared like a wisp of green smoke.
"Come on!"
"This old man won't dodge or dodge. I'll take three of your moves head-on. If you can make me move, it'll be your win!”
Wang Chongyang was obviously furious to the extreme.
He was no longer as calm as a grandmaster. His words carried a bit of the arrogance he had when he was in Jianghu.
Su Liu sneered and said proudly,"
"As you wish!"
As he spoke, his figure flew out like a flying rainbow and arrived at the martial arts field in the blink of an eye.
Looking at Wang Chongyang's imposing manner, Su Liu's lips gradually curled into a cold arc.
"Old Master Wang, you asked for it. I hope you won't regret it later!”
Defeating a martial grandmaster in three moves.
Since Su Liu dared to say such arrogant words.
Naturally, he had his own confidence.
The two trump cards that Su Liu had were enough for him to cross worlds and even defeat a martial grandmaster.
Of course, although the thirteenth level of the Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Art, the Heaven and Earth Live Together, was powerful enough to destroy the world, it was a fatal move that could destroy both jade and stone. Unless it was a life-and-death crisis, Su Liu would never use this final sword move.
Then…
He could only use this move.
Su Liu narrowed his eyes and slowly exhaled.
Great Desolate Imprisoning Heavenly Finger.
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