"Sir, are you alright?" The old servant looked at Zhangsun Wuji with concern and asked.
Zhangsun Wuji's complexion was very unsightly, he was an extremely proud man, and now he was injured, which was hard for him to accept.
"I'm fine..." Zhangsun Wuji pointed his battle spear at Lin Feng and said coldly, "Kid, come out and fight me, I must cut you down here, to cleanse my humiliation."
"If you want to fight, let's fight; you don't think I'm afraid of you, do you?" Lin Feng sneered. Zhangsun Wuji's challenge was exactly what he wanted. Now that Zhangsun Wuji was injured, his combat power couldn't be fully displayed.
Although he too had expended a lot of energy and his combat power was difficult to fully unleash,
compared to Zhangsun Wuji, his situation was much better.
Capture Zhangsun Wuji alive, and this old bastard will have to submit.
...
"Sir, you're injured; it's not advisable for you to fight." The old servant said.
