I Received Messages From Future Self!
Chapter 607 - 603: Taotie’s Venomous Mouth

Chapter 607: Chapter 603: Taotie’s Venomous Mouth

"Taotie, I know you."

"The youngest super strong fighter in the world today, you do have a reason to be arrogant."

"But don’t forget, ginger gets spicier with age."

"If I were to go all out and fight you to the death, it’s still uncertain who would come out on top."

King Yanluo stood proudly in front of Taotie with the air of a strongman, but he didn’t rush to make a move. Instead, he acted more like a senior, lecturing Taotie.

"Oh?"

"What do you intend to do?"

Taotie tilted his head, watching King Yanluo with interest.

Upon hearing Taotie ask for his thoughts, a glimmer of smugness flashed across King Yanluo’s eyes.

He was completely oblivious to the mockery and amusement in Taotie’s gaze.

Cough cough—

King Yanluo cleared his throat.

He stroked his three strands of goatee and began to speak, "Young people, if you can remain modest and patient, you will be truly great in the future."

"Once us old folks are all gone, the entire Jianghu will bow to you."

King Yanluo exuded an air of grandeur, resembling a reclusive martial master.

It was convincing, but alas, it had no effect on Taotie.

Taotie had the temperament of Sun Wukong: defiant and unruly.

The last thing he feared was threats.

And Taotie was 100% confident he could kill this pretentious old fart standing before him.

Heh—

Taotie let out a cold laugh, "Why wait for the future?"

"Can’t it be now?"

Taotie had expected something grand from King Yanluo’s mouth.

But the old guy had spent so much time posturing, only to deliver something so mediocre.

It was immensely disappointing.

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing Taotie’s words, King Yanluo was momentarily stunned.

"What do you mean?"

He reflexively asked.

Taotie revealed a ferocious expression and sneered coldly, "I mean, if I kill you all now, I can still achieve greatness. No need to wait for you all to die."

Taotie’s words were outrageously arrogant, but his youth justified his confidence.

Once at the super level, youth alone was enough to outmatch 80% of opponents in the same tier.

If he couldn’t win outright, all he had to do was avoid getting insta-killed and wear down the old guys until they dropped.

In the Jianghu within the country, aside from Long Lie, Taotie didn’t need to fight. His youthful vigor alone could wipe out all domestic super masters.

Why else would the Ye Family’s position in the Jianghu be so dominant?

Is it really because Long Lie is so strong he can insta-kill all super masters?

No!

It’s because Long Lie is young enough that no old guy dares provoke him.

If they went to war with the Ye Family, even if the old guys managed to kill Long Lie, they’d be lucky to survive the aftermath.

And if they lived through it, they wouldn’t have many days left.

Given the choice, who would willingly die?

Especially these old guys who’ve lived for over a century or two—they grow increasingly afraid to die.

They haven’t enjoyed enough of the perks that power brings; dying would be impossible.

Taotie didn’t give King Yanluo any chance to keep rambling. He charged forward, wielding his alloy longsword.

Since acquiring the alloy longsword, Taotie had completely abandoned the strange dagger.

The reason was simple: the strange dagger was no longer suited for battles against bionic robots.

Taotie had a hunch that encountering bionic robots at the pawnshop wasn’t the end, but rather the beginning.

Among Fang Xiaocao’s future enemies, bionic robots might become the main force.

"Bastard!"

"Young people have no respect for martial ethics!"

King Yanluo roared in anger, his beard and hair bristling.

Pointing at Taotie, he unleashed a torrent of curses.

King Yanluo snatched up an identical alloy longsword from the table and clashed with Taotie’s advancing blade.

Clang—

After all, King Yanluo was a super strong fighter and did have some skills.

Even when faced with Taotie’s full-force strike, he managed to block the blow firmly.

But his old face noticeably reddened.

His posture wavered, revealing that absorbing Taotie’s strike had taken a toll on him.

"Old man, not bad!"

Taotie teased mockingly.

In the next instant.

Taotie switched tactics, delivering a kick toward King Yanluo’s torso.

Simultaneously, he shifted his sword from a thrust to a sweep.

The blade, carrying the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, slashed toward King Yanluo’s neck.

Under Taotie’s dual assault, King Yanluo’s aging frame clearly struggled to keep up.

Dodging was out of the question—it was already too late.

All he could do was follow Taotie’s rhythm and block the attacks head-on.

Using his longsword to block Taotie’s swing at his neck, he pressed his lone arm downward to block Taotie’s kick.

Clang—

Bang—

The clash of weapons and the impact of flesh sounded almost simultaneously.

King Yanluo stumbled, retreating three to five steps before barely stabilizing his stance.

The hand he had used to block Taotie’s powerful kick trembled uncontrollably—clearly injured and likely in pain.

Seeing this, Taotie let out a cold laugh.

"Just this?"

"Old man, you’re not much, are you?"

"Did you live all these years for nothing?"

Taotie’s sharp tongue was notorious—few could endure his taunts.

These three brief lines alone were enough to infuriate King Yanluo to the point of boiling smoke.

His eyes bulged like round marbles, almost popping from their sockets.

"Calm down, anger is bad for your health."

"You’re getting up there in age, with such a temper... don’t let me defeat you only for you to die of a stroke instead."

Taotie’s poisonous mouth spared no mercy, especially when dealing with his foes.

Given the chance, he would go all in.

His approach: rage-inducing without remorse.

"Bastard!"

"I’ll kill you!"

King Yanluo screamed furiously.

Issuing an order to the nearby bionic robots, he commanded, "Numbers two to eight, go kill those weaklings. Number one, fight this guy with me."

Despite being consumed by rage under Taotie’s relentless taunts, King Yanluo, in the end, remained deeply afraid of death.

Even when pushed to the brink by Taotie’s provocations, he still didn’t dare face him alone. He called upon the half-step super bionic robot for backup.

Heh—

Taotie sneered, full of disdain for King Yanluo’s cowardice.

"Old man, if you’re so scared of dying, why don’t you just go home and babysit your grandchildren instead of killing time fighting with us youngsters?"

"Oh, I forgot. Someone as lacking in moral integrity as you probably deserves some karmic payback."

"You’re not childless, are you?"

Taotie’s mouth was sharper than a weasel’s stench.

More venomous than a rattlesnake’s bite.

His insults carried an unparalleled cruelty, even without using explicit words.

No matter how magnanimous or composed someone might be, they’d still fume with anger under his tirade.

"Sun thief! You’re looking for death."

King Yanluo finally snapped and went berserk under Taotie’s incessant provocations.

Shouting furiously, he grabbed his sword and charged at Taotie.

The half-step super bionic robot followed closely, appearing to synchronize seamlessly with King Yanluo’s movements.

Clearly, they were cooperating in sync.

But Taotie didn’t take them seriously.

Neither King Yanluo nor the half-step super bionic robot was his match.

Two together might still not add up to much.

At best, they might combine into 1.5.

Although handling them would take extra effort, Taotie welcomed the challenge.

In his view, this was what made a battle enjoyable.

Taotie relished the cat-and-mouse dynamic.

Instakilling his opponent immediately would spoil the fun.

Taotie stood motionless with his sword, awaiting King Yanluo and the bionic robot to come to him.