"Family Head!" Lu Shaochen clutched his teeth, his lips completely pale.
"Shaochen, there will come a day when you will be even stronger than him!" The head of the Lus spoke seriously, "The world of Martial Dao is endless, as long as you harbor a breath of hatred, one day, you will be able to reach the peak of Martial Dao."
"Yes!" Lu Shaochen nodded with gritted teeth.
"Haha!" At this moment, Ding Qianqiu burst into laughter, "Young Grandmaster, you miscalculated!"
Just when Guo Yi was using the Five Elements Palm to respond to that relentless External Force attack, Ding Qianqiu suddenly grasped into the void, as if he was an old miller, or like an elderly man practicing Taiji in the park.
However, this grab seemed to have caught an angry dragon in the water. A vast water dragon became a handy weapon in Ding Qianqiu's hands. This water dragon could be rigid or supple, and seemed like the Dragon Whip in a Saiyan's hands.
