When the disciple surnamed Zhou saw Li Ping'an stand up, he immediately stepped forward and saluted with cupped fists.
"Please!"
Old Ox and Run Tu stood with their hands on their hips, glaring at him in utter defiance.
It was as if they were saying, Big brother, get him!
Then Li Ping'an said, "Old Ox, Run Tu, let's go."
With that, Li Ping'an turned and left.
Old Ox and Chah froze for a moment, then hurried after him.
The man, the ox, and the chah swiftly departed.
They moved somewhere else and went on with what they had been doing.
There was no need to muster troops and beat the drums of war over such a small matter.
He couldn't let it hold up his own business.
The disciple surnamed Zhou curled his lip and snorted.
"He's all mouth!"
"Forget it. Give it a rest."
The storm had ended before it even began.
Li Ping'an found another spot and continued watching Wu Mengxi's fight.
The white-robed disciple opposing her unleashed three talismans in succession, combining them with the cultivation method he practiced.
They exploded with a thunderous roar, and a tremendous force ground relentlessly against Wu Mengxi like a millstone.
With every strike, tiny formations kept taking shape and growing stronger.
Old Ox took notes while flipping through a book.
Li Ping'an felt he still knew far too little about how cultivators fought.
After thinking it over, he put himself into the fight.
He imagined fighting one of them, considering what moves his opponent used and how he should respond.
He would first unleash the White Jade Capital to seal off all his opponent's Arts.
Then he and Old Ox would go up and beat the fellow black and blue.
Mmm~
Li Ping'an nodded. That was what he would