Unparalleled Martial God

In that instant, he felt as if he had become the one under the bridge, the pig slaughtering poor Guanxi, and that piece of shit became the inverted willow branch of Lu Te. His heart was defeated to the extreme.    

    

Looking into his heart, Shangguan Can realized that he didn't have the ability to do what he did with a pile of feces.    

    

Only after a while did he regain his composure. He turned to the servant and said, "Later on, that pile of sh * t didn't have any thoughts, and wrote two poems in succession?"    

    

"Yes, Young Master!" The servant was flustered, glancing at his master. When he saw Shangguan Can's face, which looked as if it had just recovered from a serious illness, his heart trembled, and he quickly covered up his actions.    

    

"Lu Tianzhou's Fist Art!"    

    

As soon as Shangguan Can thought of this, he felt as if he had once again become a slaughter house, a pile of shit. He raised his fist and smacked the corner of Zheng Tu's eye, and at that moment, he felt as if his eyes were splitting, and black pearls burst out of his eye sockets, as if a silk shop had been opened, and red, black, and purple had once again drowned out his senses.    

    

"That piece of sh * t. He said it on purpose."    

    

Shangguan Can was absolutely sure that those three poems were tantamount to three punches from Lu Tianzheng, and that he would use those three punches to destroy his pride.    

    

"The same goes for those three poems. He still doesn't feel satisfied after hitting me three times. He still needs to hit me three more times!"    

    

Shangguan Can gritted his teeth as he thought of something, and immediately said, "The Book of Sentences didn't show up, did it?"    

    

The servant trembled again, and then said, "When I came back to report, the 'Book of Songs' had indeed not been revealed yet."    

    

"Let me ask you, did the 'Sutra of Songs' show up in the end?!"    

    

Shangguan Can lost control of himself and let out a loud howl, which completely shattered the soul of the slave, making him collapse on the ground.    

    

"Please spare my life young master, I am in a hurry to return and report this, I really do not know how it will be in the end!"    

    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

The servant continuously kowtowed on the ground, letting out loud bangs.    

    

Seeing this, Shangguan Can immediately realized that he had lost control of his emotions, and after retracting his emotions, he lazily said, "Get up!"    

    

"Thank you, young master, for not killing me!"    

    

The servant kowtowed three more times before standing up with a look of surprise on his face. He had not expected that his master would be the last to regain control of his anger and calm.    

    

"That piece of sh * t, and three more words after that, right?"    

    

"Yes, young master!"    

    

"Remember!"    

    

The servant was sweating again. Chu Yang's piece of sh * t was really amazing. At that time, he was able to concentrate, so he barely remembered it.    

    

"Thank goodness!" He rejoiced for a moment before opening his mouth, "Young Master, I have roughly remembered it, but there may be some places that I cannot remember accurately."    

    

Shangguan Can waved his hand and said impatiently, "No worries, just repeat your words."    

    

After carefully recalling it, the servant recounted the three words.    

    

"It's the first time I've seen you before I reached the grass steps. I've seen you on the brothel …"    

    

"Long Love Jade Appendicis Shadow, Hibiscus Vernal Water Unleashing …"    

    

"An explanation of the sweet and charming flowers, a light spring willow can sleep …"    

    

As soon as Shangguan Can heard those three words, the image of Lu Te, who had pulled out the willow tree, appeared in his mind once again. At that moment, he seemed to have walked out of the story, crossing the long river of time and space, and appearing right in front of him, throwing a punch right into his temple.    

    

In an instant, he was like a third punch to Zheng Tu. It was as if he had created a training hall for the entire hall of water and land. Chimes, cymbals, and cymbals rang in his head at the same time. He staggered and was about to fall to the ground and die. The servants to his side were so shocked that they quickly went over to support him.