The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Exactly! Saying one thing and doing another, how shameless can you be?" The masked girl standing next to Zhang Yuze couldn't help but curse.

"Amitabha." Daoist Yuqing bowed slightly after hearing Zhang Yuze's words.

"Benefactor, I am only offering a reminder." With that, Daoist Yuqing took a step back and said no more.

Guo Zhenxia chuckled coldly and pointed to another, shorter elder, saying, "This is the Head of Diancang, Lightning Hand, Mr. Lu Qiao."

"The Head of Kunlun, Hero Ma Gongcheng."

When Guo Zhenxia introduced Ma Gongcheng, the Head of Kunlun, Zhang Yuze clearly saw Ma Gongcheng give him a slight nod. This stirred something in Zhang Yuze's heart. Had Ma Zhenlong ever mentioned anything about them to the Head of Kunlun? Was this gesture an indication, or just a subconscious action? Zhang Yuze found it hard to understand.

"The Head of the Mount Hua Sect, Hero Gao Haiping."

Even with his composure, Zhang Yuze couldn't help but feel a ripple of emotion when Guo Zhenxia finished introducing the four elders. These four sect leaders were the most renowned experts in the martial world. Now, they were all appearing before him. Zhang Yuze didn't know whether to feel honored or what.

However, Zhang Yuze was sure that Guo Zhenxia was saying all this to intimidate him, hoping to break his fighting spirit. Of course, Zhang Yuze would never let that happen.

"Humph, a true man does what he must and doesn't do what he shouldn't. Today, you have abandoned morality and justice, so this battle is inevitable!" As he spoke, the Demon Slaughter Blade appeared in Zhang Yuze's hand.

"I'll take the old nun." Takahashi Nakasato, holding his katana and standing coolly next to Zhang Yuze, suddenly said to him in a flat tone.

Zhang Yuze was puzzled and looked at Takahashi Nakasato strangely, glancing at him, wondering if this guy was really that righteous, taking on the most heavyweight opponent right away.

"Because she's even cooler than me," Takahashi Nakasato said nonchalantly to Zhang Yuze.

Zhang Yuze: "…"

"I'll take that old geezer who keeps mumbling!" Just as Zhang Yuze was stunned, the masked girl standing next to him pointed towards Guo Zhenxia, the Head of the Kongtong Sect, and said to Zhang Yuze.

"Uh!" Zhang Yuze was taken aback.

"But there are still four left?" Zhang Yuze touched his nose, feeling somewhat depressed.

"Alright! It's a deal." Zhang Yuze took a deep breath and took out a Soul-Reaping Drum.

Looking at the Soul-Reaping Drum in his hand, Zhang Yuze felt helpless. Old Liu Yang had once told him that this drum's power was greatly reduced against those with higher cultivation than him. In other words, this thing was more effective against those with similar strength.

Looking at the masked girl's beautiful, autumn-water-like eyes staring at the Soul-Reaping Drum with a strange expression, Zhang Yuze said unhappily, "Haven't you ever seen someone so old playing with this thing?"