1063: C1063 Wave Treading Dragon Slaying!

C1063 Wave Treading Dragon Slaying!

4"Hey, do you know where the boat is going to the island?"

Monk Wen Zui shouted at the young man while spurting out a mouthful of Alcohol Qi.

The young man shook his head stiffly. He didn't even look at the young man. He continued walking toward Monk Wen Zui.

Monk Wen Zui was stunned for a moment. Then, he let out a shout, "Stop right there. Do you know who I am?"

Even though Monk Wen Zui was drunk every day, he knew that his reputation was known by everyone in the Dark World.

And this reputation of his was not a good one, but a fierce one, a bad one.

When everyone saw him, they would stay far away from him. If they had nowhere to hide, they would choose to stand in front of him and greet him respectfully.

If it was Monk Wen Zui who was in a good mood, he would just nod his head and go over.

If it were any other time, he would tease these people. For example, he would make them bark like dogs, and make them kneel down and call him ancestor.

However, all of these were good. If any unlucky guy happened to have a trace of unhappiness on that day, then not only would he be toyed with, the best outcome would be that he would be left with a complete corpse.

In short, Monk Wen Zui was famous for his cruelty and ruthlessness. Furthermore, his cultivation base was extremely high, and few people dared to look down on him.

But now, this young man who looked gentle and weak, like a sickly seedling, didn't react at all when he saw him.

Monk Wen Zui thought that the other party didn't recognize him, and even specially knocked on the wine jar that never left his hand to reveal his identity.

However, the young man still walked forward slowly without turning his head. On his back, he carried a huge sword which was completely disproportionate to his weak figure.

"So it's a fool. I'm your Grandpa Wen Zui!"

Monk Wen Zui thought that there was something wrong with the other party's brain, so he couldn't help but announce his name.

The young man finally stopped in his tracks.

Just as Monk Wen Zui was about to watch the other party's trembling reaction with interest, the young man still didn't turn his head. He only said indifferently, "Sorry, I have something very important to do now. I don't have time to know who you are."

Monk Wen Zui was stunned. When he reacted, not only did he not get angry, he was even amused by the other party.

It had been a long time since someone had dared to speak to him like that. Now that he suddenly met a fool, he suddenly became interested.

Before he decided to kill this young man, he would first tease the other party. He asked with a smile, " Oh? You have a very important matter, what is so important? Tell me, if you speak well... I can consider leaving your corpse intact. "

The young man still did not turn his head. A few seconds later, two words came out of his mouth, "Dragon Slayer."

Monk Wen Zui was stunned for a moment. Then, he immediately covered his stomach and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Slaying Flood Dragon, this is too interesting. Hahahaha, then where is the Slaying Flood Dragon that you want to slay?"

The young man slowly walked to the shore and stared at the calm lake surface for a few seconds. Then, he slowly said, "It's at the bottom of the lake."

At this moment, Monk Wen Zui was laughing so hard that tears were flowing out of his eyes. "Hahahaha, interesting, very interesting. Since it's at the bottom of the lake, how are you going to cut it? Do you want me to give you a fishing rod and fish it out?"

The young man's tone was the same as his, indifferent to the point that there was not a trace of emotion. He said calmly, "Thank you, there's no need."

This time, before Monk Wen Zui could praise him for being polite, he suddenly saw the young man step toward the lake.

With a light tap of his foot, his entire body flew forward like a bird. The bottomless lake's surface was as flat as flat ground in front of him.

His body seemed to have lost its weight. The tip of his foot touched the surface of the lake alternately, like a water bird, leaving only ripples on the surface of the lake.

Monk Wen Zui opened his mouth wide. At this moment, he could no longer laugh.

Stepping on the waves!

This was not as simple as having a good Light-body Technique. One had to have an incomparably vigorous inner energy to support it.

Even with Monk Wen Zui's cultivation, in his opinion, he had already reached a realm where he viewed the world as his own. He could at most take ten steps on the surface of the lake.

However, this young man could really be described as walking on flat ground.

However, what surprised Monk Wen Zui the most was not only that, this was just the beginning.

When the young man rushed to the side of the lake, his body suddenly rose several tens of meters high. In midair, he pulled out the huge black sword from his back with both hands, and then fiercely slashed at the surface of the lake.

With a rumbling sound, the calm surface of the water was immediately filled with huge waves, and a crack that was at least a hundred meters long appeared in the middle of the water.

The waves were dozens of meters tall, and the young man continued to move. His feet stepped on the huge waves, and he looked like an immortal!

After a while, the waves faded. Suddenly, a mass of blood mist drifted out from the bottom of the lake, dyeing half of the lake red.

The young man floated back to the shore.

Monk Wen Zui felt his knees go soft, and with a puff, he collapsed onto the ground.

The young man unhurriedly put the huge sword back into his back, and just like before, he slowly left with an expressionless face.

From beginning to end, he didn't even glance at Monk Wen Zui from the corner of his eyes.

Only when the young man left about half an hour ago did Monk Wen Zui recover from his shock.

Even though the young man had already left, he still couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. His entire body couldn't help but tremble. It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, drenching his entire body.

Ever since then, no one in the Dark World had ever seen Monk Wen Zui again.

No one knew where he had gone, but most people believed that he must have left his life on Black Mystery Island just like those challengers who didn't know what was good for him.

However, there were also a few people who said that for some unknown reason, Monk Wen Zui hadn't actually landed on the island. Someone had seen him sitting on the shore for a few days in a daze.

Then, the name of Monk Wen Zui slowly faded away in the Pugilistic World. Occasionally, some people would mention it after a meal as a story.

The story about him also extended into many different versions, and the more it spread, the more ridiculous it became. Some people said that he was beaten into minced meat by the world's number one expert on the island with just half a move.

Some people said that when he went to the island, he drowned in the lake because of the poor water quality.

The most ridiculous thing was that there were even some who said that the number one under the heavens on Black Mystery Island was actually an incomparably beautiful woman.

After Monk Wen Zui landed on the island, he had created a spark of love with the number one beauty in the world. He had even married and settled down on the island, and had even given birth to a few small monks. Those few small monks had inherited his father's hobbies and had just been born. The milk bottles that fed them milk were not filled with milk powder, but white wine.

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