Chapter 425: Who Has Never Felt Sadness
room for struggle left.He simply closed his eyes.“What do you mean” Jiang Wang asked.>“As you can see,” said the head of the Xiangjiang City Daoist Temple, “the Declining Wood Jue is my lifelong work...Beneath the bronze mask, lay an ordinary face.
The mediocre Huang Sheli was not surprising at all. In fact, she even felt that she should be uglier.
But like a stone dropped into water, ripples were born. This face rippled slightly and then shattered.
Under the bronze mask, there was an illusion, and that layer of illusion on his face was shattered along with it!
The strike from Huang Sheli was so terrifying, even though he dodged it, he still couldn't avoid it.
The Vajra of Universal Salvation, to vanquish demons and eliminate spells, to slay to save lives.
Thus, people got to see the true face of Mu Guo, this mysterious prodigious talent.
The entire world held its breath for a moment.
What kind of face is this
Every feature, from the eyebrows to the eyes, nose, lips, and ears, is flawless and beautiful.
Every astonishing detail is like a masterful carving, but no one could ever sculpt such perfect beauty.
This is a stunning face.
Beauty transcends gender.
Regardless of gender, age or social standing, everyone can feel this beauty.
The fragmented bronze mask was falling.
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All eyes were on this face.
How many are infatuated, intoxicated How many expressions of astonishment and envy!
Or perhaps Heaven is imperfect, often leaving regrets in the human world.
The beauty of the world often cannot last.
At this moment, there is a slight indentation on the brow of this beautiful face. It is the mark left by the vajra held by the Buddha's head that vanquishes demons.
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Bearing the smile of a yellow-faced Buddha.
It subdued the radiance of this beautiful face and its influence was expanding constantly.
Fighting while wearing masks, people didn't seem to find anything wrong with it. But now, seeing this face and the scar, there's a feeling of heartbreak.
The ruthlessness of Jing Guo's Huang Sheli!
There are three bloody lines, winding down from this indentation, following along the lofty nose bridge, flowing silently, drifting across this stunning face.
This serves as evidence that Huang Sheli is ruthless.
I don't know what method Dengqi used to defend himself, so his forehead didn't completely shatter.
But these three winding blood lines, instead of destroying the beauty of this face, added a touch of fresh vitality to his beauty.
Then you can feel that this person truly exists.
There are really people in the world who can grow to look like this.
A blush of red paints his jade-like face, adding a touch of poignant beauty. It evokes sympathy in one's heart.
People come to this riverbank pavilion to watch the spectacle, to witness the clash of peerless talents from various nations. It's a whirlwind of excitement and intense competition, where even the most dazzling prodigies can be brought down from their pedestal...
It should be said that all spectators have psychological expectations for any situation. But at this time, there were still many sighs.
Huangsheli not only hurried forward, but even the falling point of his Púdu Dàngmó Chǔ was still on that face.
She was almost in tears.
What a waste!
But this is the best landing spot she determined at this moment, in her state of bodhi psychic awareness.
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I would actually have to destroy such a beautiful woman with my own hands.
My Huang Sheli is really heartless, I am not human!
Huang Sheli suppressed the rich emotions surging within him, his heart a tempest of conflicting feelings. Yet, his movements remained unaffected. Even as tears welled up in his eyes, he launched himself forward, striking with his staff to subdue the demon.
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She suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.
A terrifying, bone-chilling aura erupted from the beautiful woman before him.
The Bodhi Divine Powers sent a warning.
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If this hits, I'm probably the one who dies!
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Huang Sheli acted decisively, raising his pestle as a defense while retreating at top speed!
Its advance is swift, its retreat is swift.
She is a true strong woman. In battle, she prioritizes victory above all else. She is very sure of her own judgment and executes it with unwavering resolve.
However...
Despite being a peerless beauty named Deng Qi, the man who ruled the country did not immediately launch a counterattack.
... but instead looked down at the audience.
In this highly anticipated event, at the crucial juncture of this championship battle.
He suddenly cast his gaze beyond the battlefield, to the audience below!
What is there under the stage
At this moment, what could be more important than this battle
This is a battle for the future, a battle for life and death, a battle for glory!
People followed his gaze.
What could there possibly be down there
Actually, there was no one down below.
There was only...
A person weeping profusely!
A green robe draped over a tall figure, a nameless sword hung at his waist, and an unidentifiable jade was worn on his hip.
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motionless, but tears streamed like rain.
Silence speaks volumes; it is the language of true heroes!
That was the great prodigy of Qi, Jiang Wang, whose name was renowned among the top four in the Imperial Palace.
Jiang Wang, who had just decisively defeated Chu State's top prodigy Xiang Bei, now stood under the stage watching the battle.
Zhao Ruocheng was looking at him.
He also looked at Zhao Ruocheng.
On stage and off, the two looked at each other.
This was a long-awaited face-to-face meeting after two whole years.
Since the fall of Fenglin City, they hadn't seen each other again!
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Once, they both thought that the parting before the Dao Xun Hall had been a final one. (Volume 1, Chapter 123)
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At that time, they had simply completed a mission together as usual, divided the rewards, and returned home separately. But why, from then on, was there no more "home"
They just stared at each other.
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As usual, Zhao Ruocheng, who was more prone to crying, didn't shed a single tear.
Usually, the stronger Jiang Wang, however, tears welled up in her eyes, like rain pouring down.
"Jiang Wang."
Zhao Rucheng then opened his mouth on the stage, returning to his natural voice, no longer sounding awkward.
> In his time hunting demons on the edge of civilization, he completely wore away his youthful naiveté.
His true colors were revealed unexpectedly, but he accepted it quickly and chose to face it.
His expression was very serious and earnest.
So at this moment, the one on the martial arts stage was more like the elder brother, while Jiang Wang under the stage seemed more fragile and helpless.
He said, "From now on, you should do your best to become a good person and official, strive for a successful career, and live a happy life. Don't carry the weight of past events anymore. For what Zhanguo owes you, I will help you get it back. For what Zhanguo owes your elder brother, I will collect it. I will take this honor upon myself. I will walk the path ahead. I will take on all responsibility."
The State of Zhuang
What does Zhuang Guo owe Jiang Wang What does Zhuang Guo owe him
The spectators immediately recalled Lin Zhengren, the Tianjiao of Zhuang State, forfeiting!
Why did Qi Country meet Zhuang Country in the first round of the main tournament Why was Lin Zhengren so afraid of his opponent that he suddenly suffered a backlash from the Blood Fiend and forfeited the match
Between these moments, hidden are countless stories, with too many secrets!
Jiang Wang looked at Zhao Ru Cheng, as if he would never see him again, staring fixedly at him.
There was no talking.
He was speechless.
The dream actually came true, that faint guess actually shone into reality.
He thought he would never see his best friend again, and now he's standing right in front of him.
This journey...
I'm so tired and worn out!
Although he never complained and never slacked off, at some point, he really wished that someone could share the burden.
> But who can share the burden
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> Who else but those who have gone through the same ordeal can truly understand
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He didn't know why he was crying.
He was brimming with joy, an overflowing happiness that almost burst from his heart, yet he couldn't stop the tears streaming down his face.
He was overcome with joy, tears streaming down his face, yet he couldn't utter a word.
Do not laugh at heroes' tears, for who has never felt heartache!
In the stands, Ye Qingyu almost immediately turned to look at Ye Lingxiao.
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If we are to do something about Zhuang Guo on this river bank, Yun Guo might be able to provide some evidence.
Ye Lingxiao didn't turn his head, only replying through voice transmission: "This matter isn't easy. Let's just wait and see."
Apart from these two young prodigies, there are others among the younger generation who are also exceptionally talented.
Even on stage and off, these two people could truly represent the states of Mukuo and Qi.
The state of Zhuang also had a real person in charge, controlling an area of four thousand li with a strong army and abundant cavalry.
Jing Guo is the nail hammered into the western border, and also the most powerful force of Dao's lineage in the west.
Whoever dares to bully them, the State of Jing, as a vassal state of the Daoist sect, will never stand idly by.
Haven't you seen how Lin Zhengren of the State of Zhuang has been humiliated to such a degree Even the State of Jing hasn't said anything about forcefully killing him and using his body as a sacrifice.
At its core, it's still the Zhuang nation itself that carries enough weight.
And on the martial arts platform, after Zhao Ruocheng finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Huang Sheli.
When he looked at Huang Sheli, a pair of beautiful and affectionate peach blossom eyes had become cold.
> His body rumbled with the terrifying roar of a sword.
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And the smiling face of the yellow-faced Buddha imprinted on his brow shattered in an instant!
In the old lanes and streets, ancient houses, past events often appear in dreams.
It's not heroic to laugh at someone crying, for who hasn't felt heartbreak
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