"Therefore, I think that whether it is anger or hatred, it can only be sealed away, just like the pre-civilization wine, and the best wine can be made when it is sealed just right." Under the night sky, on the roof of the Obsessive Building, Tang Ling held a cigarette in his mouth, pillowed one arm behind his head, and said to Han Xing.

"What do you mean? Are you implying that Boss Huang's wine is good wine? Han Xing shook the wine jug in his hand, this was stealing Boss Huang's wine, taking advantage of the time when he was in the kitchen to bring food to Monty.

"No, are you going to tell Boss Huang that I stole his wine." Han Xing was excited and grabbed Tang Ling's collar.

"Let go." Tang Ling didn't make much effort, so he tore Han Xing's hand away, then scratched his head, and looked at Han Xing helplessly: "You still don't understand, but it's right, you haven't experienced it, it's not easy to understand." ”

"I've been through a lot." Han Xing muttered and sat down and handed the wine in his hand to Tang Ling.

Tang Ling took a sip and looked at the starry sky and was silent.

"Eh, I said... Why do you want to seal up anger and hatred like wine? Han Xing still cares a lot, he really can't understand it.

"Well, if it's well sealed, it will become a kind of motivation. If it is not sealed, let it involve the heart, and a person who can't think, will only be affected by emotions..."Tang Ling propped up his body and looked at Han Xing: "What do you think will happen?" ”

"I seem to get it!" Han Xing smashed his mouth, and then glanced at Tang Ling angrily: "You kid can't talk directly, right?" Probably just don't be too impulsive, right? ”

"Hmm..." Tang Ling stretched his waist for a long time, and then stood up from the roof: "Yes, but it's not." ”

"Hey, what do you mean?" Han Xing also stood up.

At this time, Tang Ling had already flipped off the roof....

The blue light, like lightning, swept in front of Han Xing's eyes, turning into a huge whip, mercilessly, and lashed towards Han Xing.

With the sound of the alarm bell, Han Xing felt a sharp pain coming from his back, he had already violated the law seriously, and the punishment for this punishment was not the level of being confined, but ten times more intense.

Even if Han Xing was a third-order Purple Moon Warrior, he couldn't withstand such a blow.

The moment the whip fell, a wound of flesh rolled appeared on his back, the skin was torn instantly, and then the muscles also bloomed....

With Liszt's indifferent smile in his eyes, at this moment, Han Xing only had this picture of memories in his mind.

Hatred and anger should be sealed wine!

This is not a simple question, impulsive or impulsive, Tang Ling wanted to tell him at that time - what should he do when he needs to carry anger or hatred for a long time?

It is true, not simple .... Impulsive? But in a long-term, such a state, how to turn everything into a driving force, how to face it rationally and strongly.

'Brush', another whip was slammed down.

The sound of the alarm bell became louder and louder, and countless blue rays of light appeared from all corners of the house, turning into ropes that bound Han Xing.

The whip fell from Han Xing's forehead, from his face to his chest and abdomen, and a deep blood mark appeared again.

Blood droplets fell from Han Xing's forehead, covering his eyes, making Liszt in front of him also turn bloody...

The strange thing is that at this time, the anger in Han Xing's heart, which was originally like a flame, became cold instead...

Two and a half years is not a long time to remember.

When Tang Ling fell into the crack, Liszt's indifferent back...

At the end of the Path of the God of War competition, Liszt stood on a high platform, and his high-spirited figure...

Entering the Iron Blood City, the instructor loudly announced 'Captain of the First Squad - Liszt', Liszt's proud eyes...

Until now, Liszt looked at himself sarcastically, indifferently, and with a hint of triumphant triumph.

What's the mood? At the beginning, he wanted to get justice for Tang Ling, but every time he didn't get his wish, he was trampled by Liszt...

This grievance began to spread to every corner of his life, affecting his every behavior.

After all, it turned into intense anger!

This is not just the grudge between Tang Ling and Liszt, but also his own!

has been angrily pulling his nose forward for a long time, and these grievances are like mirrors, reflecting the distance between himself and Tang Ling, as well as his current naivety, incompetence, and even stupidity.

So, it's about harnessing your anger.

This is the answer that Tang Ling originally wanted to tell himself, to harness anger, turn it into reason, and turn it into the driving force for every action...

Make your own - sword intent!

Han Xing looked at Liszt coldly, and the anger in his heart formed one piece of ice after another at this time, just like his eyes at this time.

An angry sword intent that had been conceived in my heart and wanted to polish it was also wrapped in the cold ice of these moods, and it seemed to turn into a sharp tenacity.

"The essence of sword intent is not so mysterious."

"Do you believe in the power of the spirit? The so-called sword intent is a branch of spiritual power, the condensation of thoughts and emotions. ”

"Can you feel its power? The small ones affect their own behavior patterns, and the big ones turn into an inexplicable aura that can infect others. If you can polish and condense this power repeatedly, it will become the sword in your hand, and your sword is your expression. ”

"Emotions and thoughts, called 'thinking', everything in the universe has a law, correct thinking, will touch the core, become the sword of the law in your hand."

"Of course, existence is reasonable! Even if it is not correct, it may condense into an 'evil sword', but evil cannot defeat good, and such a sword intent cannot defeat the sword of righteousness after all. ”

"Han Xing, if the sword in your heart is not polished, don't condense it into sword intent. It is difficult to condense the sword, and it is even more difficult to scatter the sword. But as soon as it is the right sword, hold it and stab it out without hesitation, because the foundation of your sword intent, which was inadvertently affected by Tang Ling, has become a fearless sword. ”

'Brush' 'Brush' 'Brush', how many seconds has passed? Han Xing's eyes became hollow at this moment, and three whips fell in a row, and in the alarm bell, blood beads splashed, but they didn't bring him back to his senses.

All that rang in his ears was a series of explanations that Boss Huang said to him on the essence of sword intent one day.

At this moment, the sword of anger that had been polished in his heart finally found the most correct 'thought', it was rapidly taking shape, and Han Xing entered the virtual world of thinking.

In a hazy mist, Han Xing saw his sword intent, which turned into a real sword and floated in the mist.

This is a sword of anger, but it does not tremble, but has a 'rock rhyme' on the hilt of the sword.

The so-called rock rhyme is like a stone, and it is not moving like a mountain! True anger is not to make people impulsive and crazy, but to become more calm and resolute in order to withstand this burst of emotion.

Only by wrapping it with a rock-like will can we seal this violent force, release it little by little, and let it be polished into an invincible 'tenacity'.

The essence of the Angry Sword Intent...

Han Xing stepped forward step by step, grasped the sword of anger, and said to himself: "It should be stretching tenacity!" ”

"Huh?" Liszt looked at Han Xing in front of him, but the hand in his trouser pocket gradually clenched.

Should something be done? No, you can't! This is a very risky act, after all, this is the Iron Blood City, and it is the most important Spark camp!

There are countless masters here, as well as mysterious high-tech instruments that contain the laws of time.

If it's just a trivial matter, no one will pursue it, but if something big happens, for example, Han Xing is abolished, or he is dead... Then it is not impossible for the master to investigate, and it is not impossible to use those instruments.

Can't hide it!

Thinking of this, Liszt's heart was suddenly filled with chagrin and anger, and his chest was so tight that he couldn't speak.

He is also a third-order Purple Moon Warrior now, and if it goes well, he will break through to the fourth-order within a year.

He is no longer the boy who used to be illiterate, from the moment Han Xing's eyes began to become empty, Liszt knew that Han Xing had entered the world of thinking, and if this situation was not deliberate, then there was a great probability, what did Han Xing realize?

He just came to beat the water dogs, he just came to stimulate Han Xing, ridicule Han Xing, destroy his inner will, and make him a waste who really accepted his fate and lost his fighting spirit, but he didn't think of it...

"Tang Ling, are all the people and things related to Tang Ling so annoying?" Liszt is smart, he used great patience not to interrupt Han Xing, because forcibly interrupting, the consequences are very serious, just as he thought before, even if Han Xing does not die, he will become a madman with brain damage, or even a vegetative person.

But watching the enemy become stronger, most likely because of his own stimulation, this feeling is also very disgusting, and Liszt couldn't help but have such an idea.

Damn Tang Ling, even if he has been dead for more than two years, he is still affecting himself! It's like a lingering dark cloud...

A cold light flashed in Liszt's eyes.

And at this time, Han Xing was already in the gray fog of the thinking world, holding the sword of anger.

At this stage, in order for the sword intent to be controlled, there must first be a process of conquest, that is, a process of merging with oneself, otherwise it is impossible to become one's real weapon.

But maybe it's because of this anger that it's been polished for a long time, or maybe this time it's really close to the truth... The moment Han Xing held it, it didn't struggle or tremble, but instantly had a feeling of blending with Han Xing.

The gray mist dissipated, the world of thinking was shattered, and a new sword intent, with Han Xing's anger as the core, condensed into a seed of 'sword intent', which, according to Boss Huang's words, was a special spiritual power seed branch!

This kind of seed is diamond-shaped, fixed in Han Xing's 'mind', that is, the sea of spiritual power in the brain.

Han Xing's eyes cleared up at this moment, he looked at Li Szt indifferently, blue light flashed, and another whip fell on Han Xing's body.

"You're deliberately provoking me to suffer the punishment for this violation, right?" Han Xing's voice has become unusually calm.

At the same time, the sword intent seed that Han Xing called 'Fury' began to rotate rapidly, and as it rotated, the power that Han Xing had gathered in the dantian began to condense rapidly, swimming in his meridians, forming a sword-shaped power.

This power was beaten into the light of the 'angry' seed again, and it began to shine brightly.

Liszt knew the sword, and his most common weapon was a heroic sword passed down to him by his family after he had won the glory of his boyhood.

But this sword and Han Xing's sword intent were not in the same direction, he could feel what power Han Xing was gathering, but he didn't know the danger of this power.

Again, what can Han Xing do? His combat effectiveness can never be compared with himself, Liszt has always been vigilant, but he can't escape the inertia in his heart.

He only took a few steps back and took a few more steps to the left, opening up a certain distance from Han Xing.

The confinement room also has a protection mechanism, and Han Xing is restrained again, and the alarm bell has been ringing for twenty seconds, right? Soon someone is coming, and the distance is already very safe.

He won't make a move! He can't wait for Han Xing to make a move!

When it's safe to do so, a small injury is no better. In this case, Han Xing will be kicked out of the Spark team, right? Well, you should have been punished before you were kicked out, and that's good!

Liszt thinks like this habitually, and he calls this kind of thinking the scheming that a king should have, but he never knows that what a king should have is wisdom, not scheming.

Between scheming and wisdom, there is a difference in pattern! Just like the gap between him and Tang Ling, even Tang Ling's real pattern has not yet taken shape.

"So what? Aren't you stupid and fooled again? Liszt said coldly, it is very obvious that Han Xing can't stand the stimulation, he has always been led by his nose.

"Yes, I was fooled. Perhaps, you want to spur me into something even crazier. Han Xing's voice was very calm.

Liszt was stunned and raised his eyebrows.

"I will do it, but not because of your stimulation, but because - my sword has been sharpened with a new layer of light, and the foundation of my sword is 'fearless', so this sword has to come out..."

The first realization of the sword intent, far from Dacheng, the first sword is very critical, if you have another understanding at this time, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

Liszt in front of him, where can he still step on him! Liszt - but a sword test!

The blue light fell again, giving Han Xing a severe whip again, and Han Xing had to endure this whipping until the relevant personnel came to investigate.

And the blue light that bound him was already densely wrapped around his legs, along Han Xing's abdomen, and about to spread to his arms.

It seems that if you don't wrap up Han Xing densely, you will not give up!

"Ah, where is your sword?" Liszt was still smart, he didn't care at all, and in fact he was already on guard.

If Han Xing goes crazy, if Han Xing doesn't care about it, if Han Xing can really cause great harm to himself... Well, assuming it's okay under the protective mechanism of the confinement cell.

Then - kill him!

This is a Korean star throwing himself into the net.

As soon as Liszt's words fell, Han Xing raised his right hand, which was not yet bound, and at this time, a shining red light appeared, it was a sword... It's like a raging fire.

"You—" Liszt's eyes narrowed.

And as soon as this sword appeared, it came directly at Liszt with a sense of firmness, and Liszt wanted to put on a contemptuous smile, because the protective mechanism sensed the dangerous energy and had begun to activate.

One wall of energy after another fell, blocking between Liszt and Han Xing.

One after another, the muzzles of the guns came out, and began to condense a burst of energy called 'Origin Energy', which wanted to destroy Han Sung's sword.

But in just one second, Han Xing's 'Stretching Tenacity' angry sword broke through three energy walls!

What a strong sword!

Liszt was not an illiterate person, so at this moment, he couldn't laugh, and the prison area immediately became bright.

The muzzle of the gun began to shoot, and more than a dozen Origin Energy rushed towards Han Xing's sword, instantly drowning it, but in less than half a second, this sword intent that was bombarded by Origin Energy was only less than one-tenth of the remnant body... Once again, it instantly condensed into a sword and stabbed at Liszt.

Perseverance, but also spread! The real anger belongs to the anger of the brave, not afraid of pressure, not afraid of power, it is the fire of one's own will, how can it be easily extinguished?

"Look for death!" Liszt's eyes froze.

Yi was so stupid and confident that he wasted two seconds of his time and let Han Xing's sword intent stab at him.

Second, he was annoyed that Han Xing suddenly burst out with such power.

In any case, these two points have become the reason why the Korean star must die!

Liszt sensed the danger, but he didn't think that Han Xing's sword would be able to do anything to him?!

Even so, Liszt would no longer be lazy in thinking, he raised his right hand and made a special gesture.

He's going to fight with all his might.

"Ahh At this moment, an abrupt voice appeared in the hallway.

A 'boom, boom, boom' crackle sounded, and the energy walls erected because of the protection mechanism were destroyed in an instant.

What kind of power is this?! At this moment, both Liszt and Han Xing were a little distracted.

At the moment when they were distracted, this powerful force of destroying energy still had the strength to move forward, turning into an ice rope in an instant, twisting it on Han Xing's sword, tightening...

"Old fellow, don't stop me!" Han Xing roared.

Liszt was distracted because he was shocked by such a power, and Han Xing was distracted because he heard this familiar voice - Boss Huang.

"How could I possibly listen to you?" Boss Huang glanced at Han Xing coldly, he stopped in the corridor, and standing beside him was Li Lie, the leader of the Spark Battalion.

"How can I be willing?" Han Xing roared, and the anger in his brain began to spin rapidly.

At this moment, he broke free from the shackles of Boss Huang's ice rope and rushed towards Liszt.

"Idiot." Boss Huang's drooping eyelids lifted, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and the ice rope immediately turned into an ice dagger, following Han Xing's sword intent.

'Hiss' is the sound of a cold wind blowing in your ears, and 'tearing and pulling' is the small sound of your hair being neatly cut off.

Fast, very fast.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Han Xing's sword intent actually rushed in front of Liszt's eyes, and it was about to pierce his neck.

But I don't know why, the sword intent was off, and he just shaved off a few strands of his hair, and he was nailed to the wall by the ice dagger.

"You did it on purpose?" Li Lie glanced at Boss Huang.

"Horses stumble, men stumble. Do you think I'm a master? Boss Huang sneered, covered his mouth with his sleeve, but glanced at Liszt coldly.

Liszt felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet, but how could the king be subdued? He forcibly made himself appear calm, and then turned his head to look at Boss Huang.

But at this time, he was interrupted by Li Lie: "Liszt, come here." ”

In the barracks, it is absolutely necessary to follow the rules.

Liszt walked up to Li Lie, gave a standard military salute, and then stood silently in front of Li Lie.

"Why are you here?" There was no expression on Li Lie's face, it was like the simplest inquiry.

"Come and see Han Xing." Liszt replied very simply, hesitated slightly, and said quickly: "After all, I am an opponent with him, and I will observe the opponent at any time." ”

"Hehe, what a likable smart boy." Boss Huang was wearing a loose Han robe, put his hand in his arms, and looked very hanging.

He had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Back to camp." Li Lie didn't ask any more questions, only threw down these two simple words.

Liszt did not refute or ask more, but after giving a military salute, he chose to carry out the order directly.

He walked neatly, and he was a fool who would have a superfluous defense, complaining about Han Xing's violations, and attacking himself.

Li Lie is a legendary general with a strong self-will, what he wants to do will not be swayed by these words, he has his own judgment.

As for the man who made Liszt very unhappy and felt extremely dangerous, Liszt naturally knew who it was - Boss Huang, who once had a deep relationship with Tang Ling.

This man at this time, in this place? It means that there is no room for him to speak here.

Li Szt was very angry, Li Lie and Boss Huang had a brief conversation just now, of course he knew what it meant? Boss Huang can completely stop Han Xing, he deliberately let Han Xing's sword intent cut off his hair... Is this a warning?

Hehe, Liszt sneered.

Does Boss Huang have the strength to wrestle with the entire hero family? Tang Ling is dead, dead... Cultivating a hundred Korean stars can't be a Tang Ling, can you?

"What are you doing here?" As Liszt's back disappeared at the end of the corridor, Han Xing pouted unhappily and glanced at Boss Huang.

Boss Huang's hand casually picked a few times in his arms, then looked at Han Xing and said, "I heard that you are confined, I came to see the joke, can't you?" ”

**

"Tang Ling, are you alright?" Today was a fine day, and the other side was standing in front of the door, carrying a cute-looking cloth bag, wearing a floral dress and a straw hat to protect the sun, looking like he was going for a hike.

"Alright." Tang Ling walked out, carrying a large bag and a small bag, but stopped again, glanced at the room behind him with a little melancholy, and then looked at the other side: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you can stay for two more days." ”

The other side smiled, wrinkling her nose a little playful, she walked in front of Tang Ling with her hands behind her back, and pinched Tang Ling's ears: "If your guess is right, it is a sin to waste a second." Don't covet comfort anymore, let's go. ”

Tang Ling touched his ears, looked at the other side full of energy, striding ahead, and smiled.

I didn't expect that I would be taught by the other side that I was not diligent enough?

All right! Now that you've decided, let's start with a lot of energy, and if your guess is right!