In this life, it is impossible to live a life without regrets.

Especially for people like Zhao Yuxin, who is an escort every time he participates in an international league, he has long been accustomed to an imperfect life.

However, it is one thing to be able to accept imperfections, and it is another thing to be able to let go of one's feelings without regrets.

At this moment, Zhao Yuxin is obviously unwilling to be defeated like this.

Even if it wasn't for the wins and losses that he didn't really care about in the first place, he still needed an army large enough to support his future actions.

What's more, these soldiers of the Yan Emperor Army who were playing in the sea were not favored by him in the first place. He had to win the competition at this moment in order to emulate Han Xin's practice of ordering troops—the more the merrier.

The lack of quality is smoothed out by quantity.

For the soldiers of the Yan Emperor Army, Zhao Yuxin has always firmly believed in one thing, that is, the real baptism of war will train them into an iron army. In the process of replacing training with actual combat, it is obvious that it will cause more additional losses and losses to the personnel of this army.

In order to make up for these losses, Zhao Yuxin must fight for more troops in order to maintain a sufficient number of elites who will eventually remain in his hands.

In the end, the more sufficient the number of elites, the more confident Zhao Yuxin will be, and he will get back those things that belong to him in Yinglong District, which has gradually become unfamiliar.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuxin suddenly had a strange feeling. It was a feeling of being out of one's own state and looking down on oneself from a high place.

From such a perspective, Zhao Yuxin suddenly looked down on himself who had become cautious because he was afraid of death.

The same things that he had carried in the past, which he had to complete before he died, seemed to him to be farther and farther away from him now.

If there was a spirit in the afterglow of a tall building, he wouldn't want to see me become like this......

With a sigh in his heart, Zhao Yuxin knew that he had finally ushered in the moment to make a decision.

He must make a choice between continuing to live like this, and letting go of his hands and feet to really fight hard for his previous goal.

At this moment, he knew that the decision about what kind of person he was was about to happen in his decision a split second.

In order to "live well", he gave up what he had to do and be a coward for the rest of his life.

Or should we stop thinking about our own life and death in order to "live well", and learn to be a warrior in our lifetime.

This choice is related to how Zhao Yuxin will live in the future and what kind of person he will live.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yuxin has already made a decision. He knew that if it was just to live well, then there was no difference between him and dead.

If I die in this moment, then what's the point of me insisting on living?

With such doubts, Zhao Yuxin decided to put his life and death aside for the time being. Give it a go and don't care about the consequences.

When people do things, the easiest thing is to make a decision, and the hardest thing is to make a decision after making it.

You can start something with a thought, and you always feel that it's harder to decide to stick with it. Not to mention the choice between giving up outright or trying to overcome the odds.

However, once you have made your choice, it is much easier to act. You are already desperate, you are just doing your best to find an opportunity to break through.

Zhao Yuxin is the same at the moment, all he can do is use all his resources and give it a go.

Closing his eyes, Zhao Yuxin began to recall which of the props he had obtained could solve the dilemma in front of him.

Yes, after making a major decision about his life, Zhao Yuxin neither immediately fought back, nor did he burst out into any rhetoric.

In this way, he closed his eyes, like a contemplative, and began to think calmly and funny.

At the same time, his behavior is a little less positive in the eyes of his opponents.

Jiang Huiming, who didn't know what kind of struggles and struggles Zhao Yuxin had experienced in his heart, thought that Zhao Yuxin was waiting for death with his eyes closed.

Out of the consciousness of a "high-level NPC", Jiang Huiming is the kind that Emperor Zhuan and the Great Sage have mentioned, the people of the human race in the game world.

As one of these precious survivors, he has a complete worldview and personality.

In the face of Zhao Yu's "stubborn" performance, Jiang Huiming chose to abolish the gentian bright silver gun first, and then forced Zhao Yuxin to take the initiative to admit defeat.

I saw that the divine flag in his hand shook a few more times in the wind. Immediately after, Zhao Yuxin felt that the air around him had become a little hotter again.

Not only that, as time went by, Zhao Yuxin also felt that the heat transmitted in front of him became more concentrated and more scorching.

That's because, under Jiang Huiming's deliberate actions, all the weapons that Zhao Yuxin seemed to have inserted into the invisible rock wall before showed signs of being melted.

Metal, as a benign conductive material of heat, is naturally faster in dissipating heat. In addition, Jiang Huiming deliberately released water, but only used all his strength on the weapon, and Zhao Yuxin only needed to worry about his eyebrows, beard and bangs for the time being, and other places would not be scorched.

Although there is no danger of being baked, Zhao Yuxin still feels very uncomfortable in the face of such high temperatures. Jiang Huiming, on the other side, obviously noticed the change in Zhao Yuxin's mood.

He repeatedly opened his mouth to persuade Zhao Yuxin, and said: "Benefactor, forget it if you can't hold on, the artifact of our two brothers was cast by our ancestors after they became Emperor Yan. Defeated under such an artifact, it is not considered to have lost the prestige of the benefactor......"

With Jiang Huiming's persuasion, Zhao Yuxin suddenly opened his eyes. When Jiang Huiming saw such a scene, he immediately forgot what he wanted to say later.

"There it is!" Zhao Yuxin didn't talk to Jiang Huiming, he called out to himself, and with a flip of his wrist, several copies of five-colored sand appeared in his hand.

"Five-colored sand?" Jiang Huiming obviously recognized this kind of thing, but it was difficult for him to react to what Zhao Yuxin wanted to do for a while.

Zhao Yuxin nodded at Jiang Huiming and replied, "Yes, it's the five-color sand!" ”

As he spoke, Zhao Yuxin raised his hand and directly sprinkled the five-colored sand on the thousands of blades in front of him.

The weapon, which was already showing signs of melting, was stimulated by the five-colored sand, and immediately seemed to burn, showing a slightly distorted appearance in the eyes of onlookers.