After saying that, he got off the donkey, patted the donkey's head, and strode into the Thunder God Pagoda.
Now, Wu Shengren has already removed the power in the tower, so Chen Qiaofu easily reached the seventh floor.
The first thing I saw was not the Martial Saint, but Qin Tian sitting cross-legged on the carpet, focusing on cultivation.
Turning around, I saw Dong Xiuyu not far away, standing with his hands behind his back.
"Is this the boy from the Qin family? The fierce man from Wangyuetai?"
Walking over on his own, Chen Qiaofu said: "If you guessed correctly, you have been in seclusion for so many years, right?"
Chen Qiaofu naturally knew about what happened to the Dong family back then, and he also knew what happened a few days ago.
As a result, I also have some guesses in my mind.
"sit."
However, Wu Shengren did not answer his question. He just smiled and said: "Wait a moment, it will be over soon."
Seeing that he didn't answer, Chen Qiaofu didn't ask further questions and sat down with his Taomu sword in his arms.
However, what Chen Qiaofu didn't expect was that he would sit there for a whole day.
It wasn't until the glow filled the sky outside the window, and when night fell and the two of them gradually lost patience, that Qin Tiancai ended his practice.
Before Chen Qiaofu could speak, Wu Shengren immediately said, "How is it?"
Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Qin Tiandao: "A little more than 30%, the speed is much slower."
"If I guess correctly, it may require multiple stimulations and a gradual process."
"Thirty percent?"
Wu Shengren raised his eyebrows and said: "It is indeed a little worse than expected, but it is almost enough to cope with this battle."
In response to this, Qin Tian nodded and turned to look at Chen Qiaofu.
This was the first time he saw Chen Qiaofu. At first glance, he seemed very ordinary.
However, if you look carefully, you can notice that there is a majestic and rich aura in his body.
This is a master, a top master!
Ignoring Qin Tian's gaze, Chen Qiaofu said impatiently: "Crazy Lei, can we start? I'm not here to play riddles with you."
"Hahaha......"
Smiling, Wu Shengren said: "To be honest, it's not that I don't want to fight you, but I think you are not qualified to fight with me."
"Um?"
Standing up suddenly, Chen Qiaofu was not angry, but said rather dissatisfied: "Crazy Lei, what do you mean? Are you going to break your promise?"
A showdown with Wu Shengren has been Chen Qiaofu's long-cherished wish for many years.
Many people in the outside world believe that Chen Qiaofu, the sub-sage, is as famous as the martial saint.
However, if you think about it carefully, one is a sub-sage and the other is a martial saint. How can they be called the same names?
After all, Wu Shengren is a head taller than Ya Sheng.
As a result, Chen Qiaofu was very unconvinced.
In order to compete with Wu Shengren, Chen Qiaofu did not hesitate to wait outside the Leigong Pagoda for a long time.
It is precisely because of this that the old Tuo was able to make Chen Qiaofu retreat so easily at Wangyue Platform.
Now, after finally arriving at Leigong Pagoda, it is obviously impossible for Chen Qiaofu to give up.
"Back then, you kept saying that you were not in the mood, and now you say that I am not qualified?"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Chen Qiaofu said in a deep voice: "Crazy Lei, are you kidding me?"
Although he is not as good as the martial saint, Chen Qiaofu is still a sub-sage. How can he swallow this breath?
Moreover, he came to Thunder God Tower again and again just to fight with him.
But Wu Shengren avoided fighting again and again. To be honest, Chen Qiaofu was really angry.
Judging from his appearance, if Wu Shengren continues to avoid fighting, I'm afraid he will have to take action forcefully.