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An old man with a disheveled head and a white beard, and a young man wearing a scholar's hat and a scholar's clothes.

"Who is the best person in the world?" The young man asked the old man: "Is it the first Martial Emperor Wu Chaokong on the heavenly list?" ”

"It may have been, but it wasn't anymore."

"Why?"

"Because the heavenly list is revised every ten years, in the future, the hero will inevitably be late." The old man sighed gloomily and said, "From now on, Emperor Wu Chaokong will no longer be the number one on the heavenly list. ”

The boy looked up at the high mountains, and the top of the mountain was full of white clouds.

"Who is the best person in the world right now?" The young man asked the old man again: "Is it Wei Wuqing, the sword god who has the most famous reputation in the rivers and lakes in the past ten years?" ”

"It's not."

"Is it Kong Yiji who can open the screen?"

"It's not."

"Is it a sword that sweeps the world and opens the heavens and the earth."

"It's not."

"Is it like a thunderbolt with a fist, a body like a thunderbolt, and a foot like a rainstorm."

"It's not."

"I remember." The boy was very sure of what he said. "It's a young monk who hasn't performed martial arts in Shaolin for thirty years, it must be."

"Not really." The old man said: "Although these people you are talking about are the top masters in the world, after today, they are not the most powerful people in the world." ”

"Who's the best guy?"

"It's a person."

"Who?"

"Su Shijun."

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