The Dragon King simply could not stand people criticizing him. He could think he was weak and useless himself, but if others thought he was weak and useless too, he might consider that rebellion within his tolerance.
The Dragon King shook his head helplessly. "What does any of this have to do with insignificant people like you? Even if Laozi has become weaker and weaker, so what?"
"If it hadn't been for Laozi back then, you would have starved to death outside long ago. You're standing here spouting all this nonsense now—do you think Laozi would believe you?"
"Enough, old Dragon King. Stop bullying your innocent subordinates. If you really are as powerful as they say, then fight me properly. Only after fighting you will I know whether you truly have any strength. If you refuse to fight and just stand there arguing, boasting about how strong you are, where are we supposed to verify it?"
Saint Lord Taichu was growing increasingly fond of provoking his opponents with taunts. However, that tactic generally only worked on people who lacked clear minds. If someone was more rational, there was simply no way to get a hold over them.
The old Dragon King immediately bared his sharp fangs. He said, "Enough talk. Come over and give it a try, then. Let's see what you can do."
For the past two or three hundred years, the old Dragon King had cultivated his character within Divine Dragon Cave and had never taken a single step outside. That was why he now severely lacked combat experience.
How did that old saying go? If you had not fought for two days, perhaps only you yourself would know. If you had not fought for two months, everyone around you would know. But if you had not fought