"At that time, the students in the Holy Academy were all laughing at me, saying that I didn't know the heights of the world, that I was ignorant, and that I was too idiotic. They said that Tianmoling was just a small, remote place in the countryside. There was a Luoxu two hundred years ago. In two hundred years, there will not be another Luoxu."
"At first, I naturally didn't believe what they said. I just wanted to cultivate a peerless genius, send him to the Holy Court, and beat the arrogant guys in the Holy Court to pieces."
"It's a pity that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."
"Fifty years have passed. Tianmo Ridge has produced some extremely talented young people. Some of them are even better than Si Xingkong and Zhang Tiangui. However, compared with the heroes in the Holy Academy, they are still far behind. Far away. Although two of them entered the Holy Court, I told them not to tell others that they are my disciples."
Zhang Ruochen said: "The Pavilion Master is worried that they will be suppressed by your former enemies?"
Lei Ding nodded and said: "If your talent is not high enough, entering the Holy Court is like a pebble being thrown into the sea. It won't even make a bubble, let alone cause a storm in the Holy Court." The talents of those two people are already very good if they can protect themselves in the Holy Court."
"Later, as I got older and older, I was no longer as impulsive as before, and a lot of my passion was lost in time. Finally, I suddenly felt that even if I really met a great genius, I would send him to the Saint Courtyard, tell others that he is my disciple of Lei Jing, is this really good? Will it harm him instead?"
"After thinking about this, my last bit of passion was gone. I thought to myself, fifty years have passed, who still remembers your heroic words from Lei Jing? Besides, the warriors from a small place like Tianmoling are indeed better than Not the descendants of those semi-saint families and saints. This is fate. When you are born, you are destined to be inferior to others."
"But when you appeared, I seemed to hope again."
"With your talent, even if you are placed in the Holy Court, you will definitely belong to the first-class level. If you can make a name for yourself in the Holy Court, in the future, I can step into the Holy Court again with pride and seize the old people. I put my sleeves on my classmates and glared at my nostrils to tell them that you are my disciple, Lei Jing. I, Lei Jing, keep my word and come back again!"
Zhang Ruochen said: "So, this is the one thing the cabinet minister wants me to do?"
"What? Do you regret it?"
Lei Jingdao.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The pavilion master's former enemies are probably high-ranking figures now. Aren't you afraid that I will also be attacked and retaliated by your original enemies in the Holy Court?"
Hearing Zhang Ruochen¡¯s words, Lei Jing was not surprised at all, but understood it very well.
¡°He was able to say this honestly, and he was actually mentally prepared to be rejected by Zhang Ruochen.
Lei Jing let out a long breath and said, "You can choose to refuse. After all, it is of no benefit to you. Instead, it may lead to death."
Fifty years have passed, Lei Jing's mentality has changed a lot. He no longer relies solely on his passion to rush forward as before, and eventually suffered a bloody head injury.
As people get older, they have more things to consider!
Lei Jing took out an ice jade box from his arms, handed it to Zhang Ruochen, and said: "In the box, there is a five-hundred-year-old ice snow lotus. Taking it can help you break through to the extreme realm of the earth." Position. Practice hard, and no matter whether you enter the Holy Academy or not in the future, the competition will be cruel."
After saying this, Lei Jing was about to leave.
"Wait a moment!"
Zhang Ruochen held the ice jade box and said, "I originally owed the pavilion master a favor and promised to do something for the pavilion master. Now that I have agreed, how can I go back on it?"
Lei Jing's eyes lit up and he said, "You have decided to be my disciple? As my disciple, enter the Holy Courtyard? Aren't you afraid of facing hostility from the saint's clan?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "Since ancient times, the poor clan and the saint clan have been in opposition. Although I am a prince, among those descendants of the saint clan, a prince from an inferior county is no different from a poor person. Even if I am not a disciple of the pavilion master If I enter the Holy Court with my identity, won¡¯t I encounter hostility?¡±
Lei Jing laughed loudly, patted Zhang Ruochen's shoulders with both hands, and said: "Don't worry, with your talent, even if you enter the Holy Court in the future, you will be valued by the higher-ups of the Holy Court. Not even the saints dare to It¡¯s easy to deal with you.¡±
"Do you know why I said at that time that I would only accept you as a disciple if you could reach the top 100 in the "Earth Ranking"?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "Because, only if you reach the top 100 in the "District Ranking","Zhang Ruochen entered the test chamber again and once again saw Yan Qingwu, the 100th person on the "Earth Ranking".
Yan Qingwu walked out of the stone wall holding a war sword, stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Why is it you again?"
"In the previous battle, we couldn't tell the winner, so I will naturally continue to challenge you."
Zhang Ruochen said.
Yan Qingwu's eyes turned cold and she said: "Okay! In the previous battle, I didn't expect that you had high-grade soldiers, so you cut off the sword. If we fight again, we will definitely not let you succeed again. .The realm of the sword¡¯s heart being transparent may not mean that there is no way to crack it.¡±
? ? Almost all warriors who can enter the top 100 of the "Earth Ranking" can become the king of their area, and the younger generation is invincible.
The same is true for Yan Qingwu. From childhood to adulthood, she has never experienced a defeat.
She is very confident in her own strength, even if she is facing a warrior who has achieved the clarity of the sword's heart.
Yan Qingwu stood with her sword horizontally, raised her arm slightly, and formed a hand gesture. She seemed to be attacking, but also seemed to be defending, which made people confused.
After a previous confrontation, both of them knew enough about each other to be able to choose their fighting style calmly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com