Long Aotian was beside himself with rage.
These two were truly shameless!
Their depravity and despicableness were enough to make anyone furious!
Shameless grinned slyly. "Long Aotian, go ahead and use your King's Aura! Hahahaha!"
Long Aotian was slightly out of breath. "Fighting like this, do you still look like martial artists?"
"Martial artists?"
Coward held his curved saber and laughed. "Martial artist is just an empty title. So many idiots in this world care about reputation—what meaning does that have? All's fair in war. Only the victor earns glory!"
Long Aotian knocked aside the longsword with his spear and turned back angrily. "Wrong! Martial artists have dignity! We fight with dignity, bleed with dignity, and charge ahead to protect the weak with dignity! Trash like you are worse than pigs and dogs!"
Shameless burst into laughter and came harassing him again.
"Worse than pigs and dogs, then! Only the living have the right to speak. You care so much about saving face, but what use has it done you? You're still being toyed with by us here! Dignity? Can dignity put food on the table?!"
The three tangled together in combat. Long Aotian had strength he could not use, and sweat beaded across his forehead in frustration.
"Despicable scoundrels!"
Coward slashed over with his saber, ripping open Long Aotian's chest with a tearing sound.
"Long Aotian, stop bragging! Despicable and noble are just words people made up at random. I don't think you're any nobler than us. The blood you and I spill is both red. There's no difference!"
Long Aotian counterattacked with his spear, and Coward instantly retreated.
Shameless's longsword stabbed in from behind. "Have a taste of a despicable scoundrel's swordsmanship, hahahaha! Go die with your dignity and nobility, damn you!"
Long Aotian turned to fight Shameless,