Lu Chengwen felt awkward. "Martial Uncle, I told you to beat him up. Why did you put up this lousy shield?"
"A lousy shield!?"
Martial Uncle's competitive spirit flared at once. "I'm telling you, this is called the Heavenly Pole Shield! There are only a handful of people in the world who can break it. You could gather everyone here and have them concentrate all their inner strength on one point, and they still wouldn't be able to damage it in the slightest!"
Everyone was astonished.
Martial Uncle declared grandly, "At the utmost limits of heaven and earth, it shrouds the vast expanse! Its incredible defense and unmatched toughness make it as indestructible as my character!"
Lu Chengwen wanted to stop Ming Disha from blowing his own horn, but Ming Disha grabbed him by the wrist.
"With this shield in place, no one outside can get in, and none of you can get out!"
"No, I get it. It's a good shield, but right now..."
"Cheng Wen, Martial Uncle is old. I don't have many years left, and there isn't much I can do for you."
"Yes, yes, but we don't actually need this shield. As long as you..."
"Didn't you want to challenge Jiang Xiaogou one-on-one? To fulfill your dream, Martial Uncle will use the Heavenly Pole Shield to lend you a hand!"
"Martial Uncle, I only said that because I had no other choice. Just take it as a joke..."
"Jiang Xiaogou, listen the fuck up!"
Ming Disha yanked Lu Chengwen over and glared at Jiang Xiaogou. "He! Is Lu Chengwen!"
Lu Chengwen looked at Ming Disha. "They all know me. Stop talking nonsense..."
"He's just an ordinary rich disciple of our Yan Zhao Sect!"
"Martial Uncle, calm down..."
"Today, in your duel with him, I guarantee I