The Three Brothers joined forces.
The Old Dean struggled alone.
For a moment, the Old Dean was like a starving camel that was still bigger than a horse, and the next moment, he was like a fallen tiger bullied by dogs.
For a moment, a lame horse was faster than a snail, and the next moment, a phoenix that had lost its feathers was worse off than a chicken.
Long Aotian went up and got beaten, went up and got beaten.
Zhao Ritian went up and got hit, went up and got hit.
As soon as Lu Chengwen rushed up, the Old Dean felt distress in his heart, suffered consecutive blows, and was beaten all over by his big stick.
The Old Dean grew furious, pointed at Lu Chengwen, and shouted, "Can you fucking stop attacking when I'm having a hard time!?"
Lu Chengwen was stunned. "Listen to those words. Are those human words?"
Long Aotian said, "How are those not human words!? Look, just look at how he beat me! Without a fucking King's Aura, I'd be lying on the ground right now with only my breath leaving me!"
Zhao Ritian said, "Lu Chengwen, how do you find these opportunities? Teach me."
Lu Chengwen looked at the two of them. "Are you guys sick!? How the hell would I know when he's fierce and when he's spent! I just saw the two of you go up and fight, and when I went up, he hardly fought back. It's that simple!"
Long Aotian pointed at Lu Chengwen. "You go first this time, and I'll guard the rear!"
"Fine."
Lu Chengwen dragged his stick and rushed forward. The Old Dean clutched his chest, waving his hands repeatedly. "Wait, wait a minute... Wait a minute..."
Lu Chengwen was not one to indulge