If someone is better than you, you will envy him, want to overtake him, or even be jealous of him. But if there is a person who is too much stronger than you, this emotion will naturally turn into looking up, and a trace of indescribable admiration. Yes it is.

Yao Dou put himself in the situation and thought about it. Even if he was facing the pressure of Luo Chunqiu at that time, he couldn't break through the realm and become a strong man at the Celestial Level.

Not even talking about being at the Celestial Level, even if it is breaking through the Grandmaster Realm, Yao Dou has already felt that the bottleneck has arrived, and he has been unable to take that step. And even if he has the same talent as Lu Li, and breaks through to the level of heaven and human, can he have the courage to fight such a terrifying enemy?

These are all unknowns.

At least Yao Dou was very clear about how many catties he was. Even if he was given the strength of the celestial class, facing that terrible monster, it would be difficult for him to raise his fighting spirit.

This is what Lu Li called ‘lack of discipline’.

Without the experience between life and death, no matter how strong the strength is, the mood will collapse at the critical moment. So Yao Dou had completely abandoned the idea of ​​competing with Lu Li, but instead had a subtle feeling of pinning his hopes on Lu Li.

Hearing Yao Dou's question, Dong Ao did not answer immediately.

He also watched Lu Li's battle with Huang, knowing how terrifying the enemy that young man was facing right now. Even the old man had never put such a strong pressure on him, let alone this is just a picture of the gods reflecting on the zenith by special means.

If you face the ‘desolate’, can you really muster the courage to punch him?

Even knowing that this is a question destined to be unanswered, Dong Ao still couldn't help thinking like this. If you face the famine, even if you have given yourself celestial-level combat power, can you be better than Lu Li?

With a sigh from the bottom of his heart, Dong Ao slowly said: "Whether we can win or not is still unknown. But I believe that he will never lose."

Yao Dou was slightly startled.

He didn't seem to expect Dong Ao to answer this way.

But Dong Ao continued: "Because he has a belief that none of us has. As long as this belief exists, he will never lose. No matter how strong the opponent is, I believe him... He will stand again and again. Get up until you knock down the opponent."

"So, someone has already faced the hardest battle for us, and what we need to do is not to let his efforts go in vain."

Speaking of this, Yao Dou heard a roar of tigers and dragons, his eyes turned to the front, and the martial artists who had been killed by the butcher were still pouring into the old street.

The crowded heads almost formed a wave. The number of people has not decreased, but has increased.

Yao Dou looked forward, gritted his teeth and said, "When has there been so many immortal realms in the imperial capital?"

Dong Ao smiled and didn't answer this slightly arrogant remark. With a step on his feet, the whole person leapt up and punched the turbulent crowd!

The fist is bright, like a big day rising, shattering the gloom!

...

"So, you want me to help him out with a sword?"

In a small remote town in Qianyou Sacred Country, the sloppy man sitting in the sloppy corner of the gambling house raised his head, his tone was lax, and looked at the man in the blue shirt standing in front of him.

"I don't want you to help him, I want you to help myself. Junior brother, it's been so many years, are you still reluctant to take that step?"

The man in the green shirt is naturally Gu Haoran.

His tone was a little helpless, and he also had some heart-wrenching meanings.

Because the sloppy man sitting in front of him was his second junior brother.

The Tianjiao who was once known as the strongest sword repairman, in front of him, even Xuezun Luyu had to be stabilized, but at the most glorious moment, he disappeared, and now he has fallen into this appearance.

"Take that step? Is it necessary?"

The sloppy man held a long object wrapped in a cloth strip in his arms. The cloth strip was full of dirt and oil stains, almost condensed into a large piece.

He didn't care at all, he smiled and said, "Brother, the person you know is dead, and now I am a gambler. Who do you want me to kill? Kill the banker in this gambling house? , Or kill the poppi who likes robbery and gambler in Back Alley?"

"My sword is useless anymore."

The man laughed, "It's my little brother who has never been masked. I wanted to tease him and cheated some money from him with a peach flower sword. I didn't expect that he would become a celestial class first. His Peach Blossom Sword is of no use to him."

Hearing what the man said, a trace of distress appeared in Gu Haoran's eyes. At the beginning, he vowed to Lu Li that as long as he worked hard to practice swordsmanship, sooner or later he would see his second senior brother.

However, Lu Li himself shouldn't have thought that his second senior brother, who had never been masked before, had already become like this.

"You left him with my sword marks, wouldn't it be considered today?"

Suddenly, the sloppy man's laughter stopped abruptly, and his face appeared strange.

Although he looks rough and dejected, his eyes are so bright, like stars, that people don't dare to look directly.

Gu Haoran sighed and said, "I thought that if you handed that sword mark to him, you will feel his talent sooner or later. This might interest you a little."

"Forget it, brother."

The sloppy man sneered: "You and I have known each other for many years, and know each other's temperament very well. Don't I know who you are? If you hadn't seen anything in his future, you couldn't have put such a big bargaining chip on him. .Why, did you see him saving the world?"

When it came to the last sentence, the man's tone became a little sarcasm.

"No, you are wrong."

Gu Haoran shook his head: "I saw him slay a world with a single sword."

The sloppy man's eyes moved, as if he was full of sword spirit, but he fell silent for an instant. "Really, now it seems that he should have realized the true essence of God Slayer Sword."

"I really don't intend to help?" Gu Haoran said with a weird expression on his face when he felt the sword energy exploding from him at that moment.

"Hurry up and see you, I don't even have an appetite for drinking." The sloppy man waved his hand impatiently, letting Gu Haoran leave as if to drive away bad luck.

But Gu Haoran showed a slight smile on his face and nodded, "I still have a few places to go. Since Junior Brother has agreed, I won't bother."

After that, he turned around and took a step, leaving the place directly as if he was afraid that the other party would regret it.

The sloppy man was stunned. He wanted to say ‘who promised’, but before he could say this, Gu Haoran had disappeared.

This made half of his sentence stuck in his throat, and he was a little uncomfortable, and finally muffled and cursed: "Bad son."

"Gambling ghosts, are you still playing today?"

Suddenly, a Poppy walked in front of him, holding a banknote in his hand, teasing his tone: "Master won again today, do you want to use you to try your luck? Old rules, nine out of 13 returns?"

If it was the original time, the sloppy man should show a slight smile at this moment, nod his head to take the money in his hand, and rush to the gambling table, and then lose all the money, and then get a punch.

Because he is very resistant and has no temper, except for holding a stick wrapped in rags all day and looking strange, this is simply Poppi’s favorite ‘guest’. No matter what annoyance is encountered, as long as you punch him, no matter how great the anger is, it will disappear.

"Outside the sky, I don’t know who illuminates the strong fighting, and what he said is going to destroy the world. It’s really **** bad. My master is in a bad mood now. I can honestly take the money and get a beating and nothing will happen. Understand?"

But today, when Poppi saw that this dead gambler didn't say a word, he suddenly felt a little shameless, and stepped forward and planned to use the money to hit him in the face.

However, before he could take a step, he saw that the only gambling ghost who was the only one in the ordinary day suddenly raised his head. In those bright eyes, there seemed to be stars shining brightly, bursting with extremely dazzling light.

"roll."

He glanced at Poppi, and when he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, he spit out a word in a cold voice.

Poppi was furious and wanted to say something cruel, but he didn't know how, looking at the other person's eyes, he couldn't say a word, cursed in a low voice, and left embarrassingly.

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