Who made me a peerless genius

Gong Yin looked into the distance and said softly: "If I were you, I wouldn't mention those years."

"But if you say, I just want to mention it?" Wei Hanhai sighed softly, came to Gong Yin's side, and followed his gaze together.

"That's not my fault. Why can't I mention it? It's because you feel guilty in your heart and feel sorry for her. After all, you are a man, and your strength is far superior to hers, but in the end it was she who endured the death penalty for you. Palm, but is that your fault? I’m afraid not, the fault is the old leader who wanted to treat us as a tonic, but now he is dead, do you understand, the fault person is dead!”

If anyone who knows Wei Hanhai is here, they will be shocked. Wei Hanhai has always cherished words like gold, and he would never say two words to solve things that can be solved with one word, but now, he actually said such a thing. The long string of conversations was as weird as Ming Zongyi saw Qu Chen beating and scolding beggars on the side of the road.

"Wei Hanhai, you don't have to tell me these things." Gong Yin said calmly, "I'm afraid you didn't come to enlighten me on purpose, did you? Then what exactly do you want to say? Is it still the same as the old saying 'You and I join forces, the world is at your fingertips '? Let me tell you, the world is much bigger than you imagined. Perhaps, the national destiny of the Wu Dynasty has come to an end. It doesn't matter if you are a martial artist, even if you really have everything, I won't help you."

"Wei Hanhai, your desire swells too fast. At first, you and I just didn't want to be reduced to medicine dregs. I'm satisfied now, and I still don't want more. But you are different. After you survive, you want to be real. The leader of the Demon Cult, after becoming the real leader of the Demon Cult, you want to be the number one in the world, and after becoming the number one in the world, you still want to be respected by the world...Wei Hanhai, you have become a desire slave."

Wei Hanhai did not refute, he sighed softly.

"Perhaps, I used to be like this."

"Ever?" Gong Yin asked back, "You want to say that you are different now?"

"Gong Yin, the last time you and I met was probably three years ago." Wei Hanhai said calmly, "In three years, from a fearful tonic to a high-ranking devil leader, do you think I will remain the same? "

"The vicissitudes of life, the sun and the moon have changed. Since that battle, I have indeed gained a lot, but have I lost less? I have really thought about these things, but after that The indulgence after freedom, now that so long has passed, and I have seen the vastness of the world, I have long since forgotten about it."

"..."

Facing Wei Hanhai's heartfelt words, Gong Yin just remained silent.

But Wei Hanhai didn't care, he calmly said: "Who is the slave, maybe you should really think about it, Gong Yin, I don't have many old friends, now you are the only one alive."

"..."

Gong Yin is still silent, he seems to have no idea how to answer Wei Hanhai, because the other party's words are really unexpected to him, even though Gong Yin doesn't believe everything, but there is no need to say anything, verbal doubts Doesn't make much sense.

After a long time, Gong Yin spoke again.

"Why do you still want to pass on that technique? The Great Extinguishing Demon Art is already strong enough to support the Datianluo Demon Cult, isn't it?"

The exercise that Gong Yin refers to is the Siye Festival, which is an extremely wicked internal exercise. Both he and Wei Hanhai benefited from it, but they almost lost their lives.

Wei Hanhai's expression was deep, he asked back:

"Gong Yin, do you think the problem lies in the exercises?"

Gong Yin's eyes were fixed, and he smelled something unusual in Wei Hanhai's answer, and his face turned cold instantly.

"What do you mean?"

Facing Gong Yin's cold face, Wei Hanhai was unmoved, he said slowly:

"After getting rid of the taboo part, the Siye Festival itself is an extremely excellent skill. Even compared with the Martial God Art, it is not inferior. A top-level exercise like the Three Hate, now, the only ones in the world who know the real secret of the Siye Festival are you and me, you don’t use it, I don’t, it’s just a real top-level exercise.”

"It's the person who made the mistake, not the kungfu. If the warrior kills someone, don't you blame him, but the weapon in his hand?"

It was only when facing Gong Yin that Wei Hanhai would say so many words. The relationship between these two people is too special. They are also teachers and fathers, brothers and brothers, they share the same illness and fight side by side. Road, but the fate of each other is still intertwined because of some things.

"Theoretically speaking, kung fu and martial arts are used by martial arts as a kind of 'weapon'. There is nothing wrong with them, but the people who use them for evil. However, theory is theory after all. This statement is too idealistic. " Gong Yin said slowly, "I have a friend, he once said such a thing to me, I think it is very appropriate to put it now."

Wei Hanhai nodded slightly.

"Appreciate further details."

Gong Yin turned her head and stared straight at Wei Hanhai.

"He said that malice in people's hearts is a liquid. As the saying goes, when people go to high places, water flows to low places. This liquid called malice will always pour down to the low-ranking people unconsciously, unless you can correct yourself. Heart."

"Wei Hanhai, you and I were both victims of that practice, but that doesn't mean you won't turn out to be the perpetrator. Answer me now...have you corrected your heart?"

"Correct your heart..." Wei Hanhai was taken aback, then sighed softly, "Your friend may be a philosopher, but he must have lived a very hard life."

Wei Hanhai didn't answer Gong Yin's question directly, but it was more reliable than his firm answer to the word 'correct'. Gong Yin looked away, and he said softly: "I hope there won't be such a day, Wei Hanhai, otherwise I will beat you to death." You, just like you and I killed that person together back then."

"..."

Wei Hanhai didn't answer, he looked into the distance, with his hands behind his back, his purple robe fluttering in the wind.

Chapter 43 Practice before the final

The next day, morning.

Ming Zongyi woke up from his sleep, wiped his face a little, and went to the yard to start morning exercises—he and Qu Chen had been staying in the inn, but after the semi-finals ended, the public's understanding of Ming Zongyi The attention has reached an unprecedented level. In order to allow Ming Zongyi to rest well in the last two days, Shi Qinghuan moved the Taixuan Gate to a small courtyard in Huiwu City.

This can't help but make Ming Zongyi lament Shi Qinghuan's energy. Although Huiwu City is called a city, it is actually only the size of a town, and most of it is Tianbinge's industry, mainly inns and various entertainment venues. It was only opened once, and to be able to find a courtyard here for people to live in, I have to say that it is a bit magical.

After standing still, Ming Zongyi played a set of showers to warm up. He has modified this set of martial arts several times, and now he is the leader of a fusion of hundreds of schools. The moves are infinitely varied and can deal with various extreme situations. Ming Zongyi's favorite martial art.

Every time, Ming Zongyi relied on his extraordinary reaction speed and on-the-spot judgment to make a better choice, and kept oppressing his opponent until the opponent's brain was smoking, and he could only rely on instinct to fight. At this time, he suddenly went the other way. In short, usually one move can defeat the enemy, even Liu Ming was not immune to Ming Zongyi's formulaic style of play.

"call......"

After finishing a set of showers, Ming Zongyi felt that he was gradually entering the state, and the inner breath of the Valkyrie in his body began to boil. He took advantage of this state to practice Qianguangzhe again, and the light around him floated and twisted, making him look like he was Being swallowed by some horrible existence.

As the understanding of light continues to deepen, Ming Zongyi becomes more and more proficient in performing light martial arts.

【"It's okay... If there are more Wan Dao inner breaths, maybe the intensity of the martial arts will be higher, but the Wan Dao inner breath itself doesn't have much combat power, and there is not much space left in my meridians. …”]

This makes Ming Zongyi a little distressed. He is almost not troubled by the lack of internal energy, but the skill of manipulating light martial arts, which specifies the blue bar, is an exception. Although other internal energy can also be used to manipulate light, it has no practical significance 0, and the only combat effectiveness of Wan Dao's inner breath is almost zero.

Moreover, even with a super large amount of Wan Dao internal energy, when it works, it may only be a little better than before.

It's like explaining that Zongyi's Dimensional Slash is to release other internal energy first, disturbing the fluctuation of the internal energy in the field, so that the opponent cannot accurately feel the internal energy in the field, and then use the Wandao internal energy to wrap his own Valkyrie internal energy to shoot it out. But the distance will not be too far. It will be exposed after one or two feet away from the body. If you want to extend this distance by one foot, it may not be possible to increase the internal energy of Ming Zongyi by five times. Everything can be done by shooting out the inner breath, that is the trick of manipulating the light in real time, and chasing Ming Zongyi's actual output at super fast speed.

【"This is also a big problem that must be solved when using martial arts..."】

With the continuous deepening of Ming Zongyi, Guang Guang martial arts finally entered a staged bottleneck.

"Did you get up early?"

Just when Ming Zongyi was thinking about the future development direction of Guangguang martial arts, a voice came from the gate of the courtyard. Ming Zongyi heard the reputation and looked around, and it was Gong Yin who came.

"Brother Gong, how do you know this place... Forget it, it doesn't matter, are you here to pay me back?"

Under Shi Qinghuan's excavation, Ming Zongyi accidentally discovered that he has a talent for gambling, but this does not prevent him from hating gambling, and even distrusts gambling guys, especially Gong Yin, who gambles to the end , Borrowing money from a junior like himself, needless to say, he knows that he has lost nothing.

Therefore, Ming Zongyi was merciless and immediately demanded debts as soon as they met.

However, Jiang is still old and hot, Gong Yin laughed and said: "Oh, what a coincidence, I made a bet with someone and put all the money on you. If you can win, naturally you will win." I can take it back."

Ming Zongyi squinted his eyes and said: "...It's a little morale-killing to say so, but I want to ask, what if I can't win."

Gong Yin looked serious and his voice was high, as if he was telling something important.

"Fate is in your own hands!"

"I understand! Brother Gong, what you mean is that if I lose the fight, I won't fight again!"

"That's right." Gong Yin nodded in satisfaction, "The comprehension is really high, I can understand all of this."

"Obviously it's Big Brother Gong, you're overwhelmed with not paying back the money you owe..."

"Your behavior of talking about money just now made me very sad." Gong Yin was as thick-skinned as a city wall, and didn't take it seriously at all, "The big battle is coming, can't you think about other things?"

Ming Zongyi squinted.

"Why, Brother Gong, you see that I am about to fight, and you want to give me some advice?"

"I have nothing to teach you. You and I are too far apart." Gong Yin shrugged, "However, your attitude really surprised me. I thought you would be a little worried about Wei Hanhai, but I didn't expect You look like nothing happened."

Ming Zongyi looked up at the sky.

He is cautious by nature, and he was really worried about this aspect yesterday. After all, it would be a bit naive to expect people from the Demon Cult to talk about the rules of the world, until Qu Chen told him that Gong Yin and Wei Hanhai were old friends.

This news is undoubtedly explosive, but Ming Zongyi was not too surprised. He knew that Gong Yin had practiced the Siye Festival, the supreme secret of the Demon Cult, and guessed that there must be something tricky between the two, so he quickly accepted it. .

Therefore, when Gong Yin said these words, Ming Zongyi's mood was a little bit complicated. He wanted to verify some impolite guesses, so he tentatively tested it, and his face showed a little sadness, Sighed: "Brother Gong, to be honest, I am actually a little worried. After all, the leader of the Datianluo Demon Cult is a member of the Demon Cult. If he sees his disciple being defeated by me, he becomes angry from embarrassment... .What should I do?"

Hearing this, Gong Yin suddenly became energetic.

"Ahem!" He coughed twice pretending to be serious, and said, "Indeed, this seems to be a bit difficult, but it doesn't matter, as long as I make a move, the leader of the Datianluo Demon Sect will have to give me a face—— "

Before the word 'zi' could be uttered, there was a sound of pushing the door, and the door of Qu Chen's room was opened, and Qu Chen in a blue robe stood there, interrupting Gong Yin.

"Brother Gong... Come here, I have something to discuss with you."

Gongyin didn't know, so he walked over.

Ming Zongyi looked away guiltily, but fortunately Qu Chen was very kind and did not ruthlessly sell his junior brother, this matter was muddled through, but afterwards Qu Chen told Ming Zongyi not to associate with Bo Xue in the future .

In a blink of an eye, the time came to the day of the finals, and the Boy Heroes Conference ushered in the final battle!

Chapter 44 First and Last Chance

On the day of the finals, the martial arts venue of the tournament was completely full, and the venue, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people, seemed extremely crowded.

Many warriors didn't intend to come to watch this year's Young Heroes Conference, but the rumors of Ming Zongyi and Ning Xiuzhu were too evil, which made their hearts itchy. Coupled with the propaganda of Tianbing Pavilion, a large group of people Hurrying and hurrying, I arrived at Huiwu City at the last moment, wanting to watch this legendary battle.

...Of course, this group of people didn't know until after they came that Wei Hanhai, the leader of the Demon Cult, was also here. But most people are holding the mentality of "everything is coming", dominated by sunk costs, and they bite the bullet and stay.

It's hard to imagine what the current martial arts field would look like if Wei Hanhai hadn't come to Huiwu City.

"It's about to start..."

The final battle is about to begin, but Ming Zongyi, who is one of the protagonists, has not yet entered the martial arts arena. He just finished his last practice, and when he walked out of the yard, he saw an empty street... .... If the Martial Arts Field is excluded, then the Martial Arts City at this moment is close to a dead city.

Ming Zongyi strode forward, striding forward with his head held high, step by step towards the arena of the General Assembly.

Incredible, he thought.

In October, more than a year ago, he was trapped in the small city of Xinyang, feeling confused about his life... In such an environment, even with a strong talent, it was difficult to find a way out. Especially when Ming Zongyi was still so young.

However, just over a year later, he appeared in Huiwu City with such an identity, and became the man of the world/the reincarnation of the Lord Buddha in the eyes of many people... This has to make people sigh the wonder of the world.

Ming Zongyi didn't care about winning or losing at first... He grew up alone, so he didn't care about winning or losing, and he didn't have any desire to win. Survival is the most important thing .But as some people said, people will change, even if they are seventy or eighty years old, and they are dying, it is reasonable to say that the old people who have been completely stereotyped will change, let alone a teenager.

Ming Zongyi longed for this victory. He had never had such a moment in his past life. The only thing he had to say was that night in Taiping County, but at that time it was more of a killing intent.

"Is this what warriors often say about fighting to the end..."

Ming Zongyi let out a chuckle, and entered the martial arts arena, surrounded by countless noises, which inevitably made people a little upset, but his heart was very peaceful.

Since the game was about to start, Ming Zongyi didn't go to the auditorium, but walked directly to the player aisle. When walking through the aisle full of spectators, he felt a gaze.

Ming Zongyi looked along this set of eyes, the man was dressed in a purple robe, his posture was indifferent, and he had the aura of a master. Obviously the martial arts field of the General Assembly was already so crowded, but the space around him was extremely empty, and no one could be found.

Ming Zongyi had seen him in Tianguan, and he was undoubtedly Wei Hanhai, the leader of Datianluo Demon Cult.

【"The gap between real people and Tianguan is not small..."】

Ming Zongyi quickly withdrew his gaze. He came to the player's aisle and was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, but when he swept his eyes, he found that there was also a person standing in the player's aisle directly opposite.

Ming Zongyi was a little surprised. Looking carefully, he turned out to be Ning Xiuzhu in red and white robes. For some reason, he had been waiting in the contestant passage early.

The two sides looked at each other, and in this extremely noisy environment, they confronted each other quietly with their eyes.

From such a long distance, he could hardly see anything, but could only vaguely feel the other party's aura.

Ning Xiuzhu was no longer the foolish person he was before, he stood upright, until now he finally showed the aura corresponding to his strength, Ming Zongyi didn't know if it was because he was finally going to show his full strength in the finals, or Said that because of Wei Hanhai's arrival, he had to take a more serious attitude towards this battle.

The stares between the two sides did not last long, and the voice of the host of Tianbinge quickly rang out.

"In the final battle of this year's Young Heroes Conference, Ning Xiuzhu, who is number one on the leaderboard, will face Ming Zongyi, who is ninth on the leaderboard... Both parties are invited to enter."

As the host's voice fell, Ming Zongyi and Ning Xiuzhu, who had been waiting for a long time, left the player passage and entered the martial arts arena of the tournament.

Their entry this time triggered the most intense cheers in history. The thunderous sound was earth-shattering and lasted for a long time. Everyone has been looking forward to this battle for a long time. Arguable legend.

As the two of Ming and Ning came to the central station, the cheers in the field gradually stopped. Among the many martial arts contestants, these two are the most trash-talking types, especially Ning Xiuzhu. When contributing classics handed down from generation to generation.

"Is it convenient for me to ask a question." In this suffocating silence, Ning Xiuzhu spoke first, "To be honest, I have been concerned about this matter for quite a long time, you don't seem to be very old, how old are you now? "

Ming Zongyi didn't hide anything, and responded like this: "Seventeen."

"It's really..." Some warriors shouted in low voices from the stands. Although Ming Zongyi's appearance was visible to the naked eye, many people still took chances, thinking that Ming Zongyi might just look younger , is actually more than 20 years old, until now Ming Zongyi personally answered this question.

"Seventeen..." Ning Xiuzhu sighed softly, "I am 24 now, seven years older than you, to be honest, if I am also 17 years old, or you are 24 years old, in these two If we encounter such a situation, I will turn my head and leave without saying a word, and I will hand over the position of leader, and I will definitely not have any thoughts."

The subtext of this sentence is self-evident, but Ming Zongyi smiled faintly as if he didn't understand.

"It's not too late to make the right choice now."

"On the contrary." Ning Xiuzhu said with a smile, "If I retreat now, that would be the worst choice I've made."

"Oh?" Ming Zongyi asked with interest, "Why do you say that?"

Ning Xiuzhu responded calmly:

"I have a vague feeling. It was there when you defeated that Fusang man. After the defeat, Yanagi climbed to the top. This feeling is very strange. If I can describe it in words..."