Chapter 674: Know Yourself and Your Enemy, and You’ll Win Every Hundred Battles!
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Feng Lengyue said coldly, “Pavilion Master Mo, we are already prepared for battle!
“As long as we can destroy this main tower, we won’t hesitate to sacrifice ourselves!”
“That’s right. No matter what, we have to destroy this main tower this time!”
“The members of our Hidden Dragon Pavilion have experienced countless battles of various sizes and have long disregarded life and death!”
“For the sake of our people and Country Hua, so what if 1 have to sacrifice myself!”
Tian Zhen and the others were also excited as they shouted.
Seeing these determined faces, Yang Luo sighed with emotion.
Like those soldiers, these people were silently contributing their strength to Country Hua.
They had always been hiding in the dark. Even if they sacrificed themselves, the commoners would not know their names.
Yang Luo admired such people very much.
Mo Qingkuang said loudly, “1 know that everyone is already prepared for battle, and I also know that no one is afraid of sacrifice!
However, I hope that everyone can ensure your safety and return safely while completing the mission this time!”
There was a pause.
Then Mo Qingkuang continued, “Therefore, 1 invited our Hidden Dragon Pavilion’s Deputy Pavilion Master, Yang Luo, and his friends to help us!
Many people must have known about Deputy Pavilion Master Yang during this period of time!
In particular, in the previous two missions, Deputy Pavilion Master Yang displayed extraordinary strength by destroying the Eighth Hong Tower on Mount Tai and killing the demon beasts in the Sichuan area!”
“Brother Yang is amazing. If Brother Yang wasn’t around when we destroyed the Eighth Hong Tower, Sister Feng and I would have died long ago!”
Lan Xiaomeng added.
Feng Lengyue nodded and said, “Not only is Big Brother Yang a martial arts expert, but he’s also a master of medicine and spell techniques!
With Brother Yang around, this mission will definitely succeed!”
“I’m absolutely convinced by Mr. Yang. With Mr. Yang around, I’m much more confident!”
Zhuge Changfeng smiled and added as well.
Tian Zhen and the others who knew Yang Luo nodded.
They were absolutely convinced by Yang Luo’s strength.
At this moment, the old man in the eight trigrams robe said indifferently, “Pavilion Master Mo, these guys are praising this kid so much. Is this kid really very powerful? I’m afraid not!”
The white-robed old man smiled and said, “Pavilion Master Mo, 1 really don’t know what you’re thinking about letting a brat take the position of Deputy Pavilion Master.
In my opinion, no matter how strong this kid is, he definitely won’t be that strong.”
Mo Qing laughed wildly and replied, “Elder Feng, Brother Yang is indeed young, but his strength is definitely not weak.
Besides, isn’t myself, the pavilion master, a young kid?”
The old man in the eight trigrams robe shook his head and said, “Pavilion Master Mo, you’re a prodigy of an immortal sect. How can ordinary people compare to you?”
The white-robed old man also said, “It seems that whether we can successfully destroy the Eighth Hong Tower in the end still depends on me, Brother Luo, and Pavilion Master Mo.”
Mo Qingkuang said, “Elder Luo, Elder Feng, 1 don’t want to argue with you now.
In short, when the two of you really see Brother Yang’s strength, you will definitely change your mind about him.”
The old man in the eight trigrams robe snorted and said, “Then 1’11 wait and see.”
The white-robed old man also chuckled and said, “When the time comes, just don’t beg us to save him.”
Lan Xiaomeng waved her small fist and said, “Elder Luo, Elder Feng, just wait and see. Brother Yang will definitely surprise you!
When the time comes, just don’t let Brother Yang save you!”
“Little Meng, stop talking!”
Mo Qingkuang glared at Lan Xiaomeng.
Lan Xiaomeng pouted and didn’t continue.
Bujie curled his lips and said, “Tsk, isn’t it just Wudang Sect and Kunlun Sect? What’s there to be proud of? They’re still a little inferior to our Shaolin Temple.”
“Bujie, do you know these two people?”
Yang Luo asked curiously.
“Of course I do.”
Bujie nodded and said, “That old fellow in the eight trigrams robe is the eighth elder of the Wudang Sect. His name is Luo Jingchen.
The fat old man in the white robe is the Ninth Elder of the Kunlun Sect. His name is Feng Datong.
The Wudang Sect and Kunlun Sect are both top sects in the ancient martial arts world, so old fellows like them are always high up in the air and think that they’re superior to others.”
“I see.”