"I am a warrior, and I should suppress all enemies in the world."

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Wu Jian's voice was very soft, and only Wu Fengyun behind him could hear it.

In fact, this is what he said specifically to his son, wanting to see how his son would react.

When he found that his son Wu Fengyun's whole person seemed to be shocked, Wu Jian understood that the sentence provided by Li Su was indeed very domineering and very 'pretending'.

"Resist water as a dragon... This is a bit disrespectful, but it's better to be unrestrained. Wu Jian whispered, his hands behind his back, and under the huge boat, the water of Taihu Lake continued to flow.

"Father." Finding that the giant ship was rising, Wu Fengyun couldn't help but shout.

"If your strength is not good, you must first learn to be a good 'dog leg'." Wu Jian said lightly.

"What?"

Wu Fengyun looked confused.

Taihu Lake.

Wu Yao, who was standing in the fishing boat, looked at the shocking waves on the lake with a shocked face, and his heart was shocked.

She looked at the depths of Taihu Lake, and then looked back at the direction of the shore of Taihu Lake, and for a moment she couldn't determine who caused this shocking scene.

What she can be sure of is that the next battle will definitely be a shocking battle.

"Father-sama will never be defeated." Wu Yao whispered, and the firmness in his eyes was abnormal.

Another part of Taihu Lake, a luxury boat.

Xiao Yuancheng, the third prince of Taihu Lake, Pei Xuanzi, the painter saint, and Cao Huaji, the governor of the Imperial City Division, stood on the top of the cabin, sometimes looking at the depths of Taihu Lake, sometimes looking at the shore of Taihu Lake.

"Who caused this?" Xiao Yuancheng stared at the constantly shaking lake, his face was very serious.

"The minion didn't feel any sword intent..."Cao Huaji whispered, his eyes fell more on the depths of Taihu Lake, and the fear in his eyes was very strong.

He had dealt with Wu Jian several times, and every time he stayed with Wu Jian, he always felt like an ancient beast lurking around him, and he could show its fangs at any time.

Even when he was carrying the holy decree of His Majesty the Emperor, he always greeted him with a smile in front of Wu Jian, and he did not dare to be arrogant at all.

"It's Wu Jian." Painting the holy whiskers, he gave an affirmative answer, and a touch of confusion flashed in his eyes, "Zuo Lin has not crossed the lake yet, and King Wu'an has made this battle......"

"Give them a dismount in advance." Xiao Yuancheng sneered.

"Dismounted..."The painting saint was silent, unable to be sure.

"Maybe it's not the dismount," Cao Hua stared blankly at the depths of Taihu Lake.

"Huh?" Xiao Yuancheng and the painting saint were stunned, and the two looked at the depths of Taihu Lake at the same time.

"This is ......," Xiao Yuancheng's eyes widened.

The hand that drew the holy whisker stopped.

Through the mist, the three of them clearly saw that in the depths of Taihu Lake, huge waves were rolling up, like a huge waterfall going upstream.

"It's so strong." Xiao Yuancheng was shocked inexplicably.

The painting saint frowned, staring at the huge ship above the huge waves, and could clearly see Wu Jian standing on the bow of the boat, standing with his hands in his hands.

He doesn't understand, what is Wu Jian doing?

When you are about to fight, why do you need to spend so much energy...

"The opponent is the once famous Lingyi Ke, which is too big." The deeper the doubts in the painting saint's heart, the Wu Jian he knew, in addition to his strength, was also proficient in various strategies, and was a general who won all battles.

But now, before the war, the combat power was consumed for no reason, why is this?

"Is this the true power of King Wu'an?" Cao Huaji exclaimed.

"If you are really strong, you should be like this." Xiao Yuancheng couldn't help but sigh.

The painting saint glanced at Cao Huaji and Xiao Yuancheng, and asked Chi Qian: "Do you think that the king of Wu'an at this moment is monstrous?" ”

"Isn't that powerful?" Xiao Yuancheng asked rhetorically.

"Might..."The painting saint stared at Wu Jian on the huge waves, his brows twisted slightly, and he always felt that the dignified King Wu'an would not be so superficial.

On the shores of Lake Taihu.

Zuo Lin's face was dark, and he was staring at the figure in the depths of Taihu Lake.

Li Su, Tian Qi, Ziying, and Gu Qingyan all had a little strangeness flashing in their eyes.

All four already understood what was happening.

"I thought that the effect of the pretending method I said would be very explosive, but now it seems that it is purely flashy and superficial." Li Su said seriously.

Purple Shadow nodded, "It's really superficial, the really strong should control the real dragon, only those who are not strong enough will think of resisting water as a dragon." ”

Li Su frowned slightly, squinting at the purple shadow, who is this woman scolding for being superficial?

"Boy, give you one more chance." Zuo Lin glanced at Li Su and said coldly.

Li Su's face pulled slightly, give me a chance? That's what you asked for?

"Since you are a clothed guest, there is no need to engage in these gorgeous operations, you can just travel to Taihu Lake alone in a flat boat." Li Su said and said softly, "Bamboo canes and mango shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?" A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life. ”

"Su Dongpo's words? It doesn't fit the current scene very well. Zuo Lin is not very satisfied, this poem comes from [Dongpo Cifu], and he has long been able to recite it backwards.

"It's mostly the mood." Li Su chuckled, there are some things that he can't say clearly.

The so-called means of pretending to be forced, in the battle of winning ~ pretending to be forced before the war, that is the real pretending to be forced;

If there is no certainty of victory, in case there is a big force before the battle, and the battle is directly lost, then the so-called pretending to be forced will become a joke.

"Artistic conception..."Zuo Lin whispered, looked at the monstrous waves rising in the depths of Taihu Lake again, and hummed softly, "This is indeed very superficial, flashy, and grandstanding. ”

Li Sugang wanted to echo, and suddenly a thunderous sound sounded in his ears.

"I am a warrior, and I should suppress all enemies in the world."

The sound of the world, rumbling like the whispers of the gods, resounded in the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, the entire Taihu Lake, including the surrounding five hundred miles, only the voice of Wu Jian echoed.

Everyone looked in the direction of Taihu Lake, some people were dazed, and some people were shocked.

"Say it, press it down." On the shore of Taihu Lake, Zuo Lin said coldly, he was depressed in his heart, this pretending sentence should have been said by him, but it turned out to be Wu Jian's bastard thing to say it first.

Li Su was stunned, raised his eyes and swept to the depths of Taihu Lake, and said in a low voice: "The sun rises in the east, only I am undefeated." ”

As soon as the words fell.

"The sun rises in the east, and only I am undefeated." Wu Jian's voice resounded again inside and outside Taihu Lake, which could be called a domineering Jedi.

Zuo Lin's whole face turned completely black.

Li Su smiled.

Zuo Lin, Tian Qi, Ziying, and Gu Qingyan were all stunned.

"This kid still has a back hand?" Zuo Lin reacted quickly, and the sword intent covered Li Su's body in an instant, blocking Wu Jian's eavesdropping.

Li Su stretched out his hand to block his lips and said softly.

Zuo Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What did you say?" Tian Qi, Ziying, and Gu Qingyan were all very curious.

Taihu Lake.

The third prince, Xiao Yuancheng, the governor of the Imperial City Division, Cao Huaji, and the painting saint Pei Xuanzi all heard Wu Jian's domineering declaration.

Xiao Yuancheng and Cao Huaji both felt that Wu Jian was domineering, and the painting saint's eyes revealed a strange meaning.

"Being able to witness this battle is not worth this trip to Gusu." Xiao Yuancheng sighed, he didn't expect that this battle could be so exciting before it started.

Cao Huaji nodded, and there was a bit of awe in his heart.

"Who's calling it invincible?"

A cold and indifferent voice resounded very abruptly between heaven and earth.

Xiao Yuancheng, Cao Huaji, and the painting saint were all shocked.

They knew that this was a riposte from Zuolin.