Chapter 252: Hanging
When he was a child, he felt that he was invincible in the world.
Perhaps every teenager has thought like this at one time or another.
Even if his family was poor and his three children in the family were mediocre, but when he passed the test of Xiliang Sword Pavilion, Wang Hou knew that he was special.
Unlike his brothers, who could only shepherd sheep and farm the land all their lives, he was special.
It is the one who has been chosen by the Immortal Heaven.
When he walked up to Cangshan with the envious eyes of the whole village at the age of eight, he thought so.
But that was the only time in his life that he thought about it.
After actually entering the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, Wang Hou found out how naïve his original idea was.
He's not a genius at all.
The geniuses in the Xiliang Sword Pavilion are all over the place, each one is better than the other, so good that it is frightening. And among those teenagers who are either from superior families or gifted, he will not even be remembered by the teacher.
Since then, he has practiced silently and buried the arrogance of his youth in his heart.
But just when he was ten years old and excited about it, something happened.
There's a message from the other side of the mountain.
It is said that in the palace of the most powerful country on the mainland, there is a ten-year-old girl.
Break through the realm and ascend to the extreme.
Ten-year-old Ascend to the Extreme Realm.
Although it was news from the distant Great Zhou Divine Capital, the entire Sword Pavilion was shaken.
This is a record that no one has ever come before.
And when he told the master the news of his breakthrough, the master didn't even look at him, just hummed and went to a meeting with other masters.
And he was forgotten in the corner.
How can it not be forgotten?
Also ten years old.
I'm just Yitian.
And that little girl actually broke through the realm and ascended to the pole.
Dengji, it was a ten-year-old moat that he couldn't even think of, and a little girl of the same age as him actually broke.
At that time, he deeply felt the unfairness of God.
It's not fair.
But his thoughts, no one in the entire Xiliang Sword Pavilion would care at all.
The division commanders were very busy.
Stimulated by the news, the cabinet sent countless disciples to the people, increasing the selection of gifted children.
This kind of selection has achieved initial results, for example, a little boy named Mo Han was selected at that time.
With the selection of this group of children, their old disciples with mediocre talents were completely forgotten in the corner.
This is the reality of this world, and no matter how hard an ordinary person tries, he cannot surpass a genius.
It's not fair.
And he should have been like other disciples of the same period, moving forward step by step, learning one set of swordsmanship in ordinary time, and then learning the next set, breaking through one realm after another at the most ordinary age, barely breaking through to the extreme, and staying there for the rest of his life.
Yes, when he was fifteen years old, he hid in a corner and heard the conversation of the division commander.
He was divided into the group that had no hope of entering the grandmaster.
The division commander of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion judged that he would reach the Ascending Extreme Realm at most in his life, and he would only obtain the most ordinary resources, and finally be raised as ordinary combat power in wartime.
The disciples of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion will be divided in this way no matter before and after the entry.
And Ruan Qing, who is like Mo Han and even later than him, should be another wave.
The one who is expected to break through the realm and become a grandmaster.
And they are the hope of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.
His own group of mediocre disciples are just tools to maintain the scale and power of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.
Yes, it's just a lot.
Wang Hou recognized this fact at a very early age. But compared to other satisfied disciples of the same period, he did not choose to be satisfied.
He was not reconciled.
But if you want to attract the attention of the division commanders, you must be different, with his current speed of breaking through the realm, even if he breaks through the realm at the age of twenty, I am afraid that the division commanders will not look at him.
It was at this time that Wang Hou made that decision.
No more breaches.
Until now, he felt how clever and clever his decision was.
After all, he was only in the Transformation Yuan Realm, and it was a matter of course that he lost to the Ascending Extreme Realm.
But he didn't break through the realm not because he didn't use his skills, nor because he was afraid of ascending to the extreme.
He's just being strict with himself, just constantly consolidating his realm.
And it turns out that even if he is a master of Xiliang Sword Pavilion, he can beat invincible opponents all over the world in the realm of Huayuan.
He is invincible in the realm.
Even the division commander admitted this, recognized his identity as a genius, and taught him more advanced swordsmanship.
He is indeed not a genius, but he has a steady heart.
That's why he's the one who really works hard, he's the one who breaks his fate, he's the one who ......
"Concession."
The girl's clear voice sounded in his ears, and Wang Hou lay on the ground and opened his blood-covered eyes, staring at the sky above his head in a daze.
This voice shattered ten years of hard work.
Like the news twenty years ago that shattered his boyhood's heroic dreams.
He was thirty years old.
But at this time, lying on the ground, feeling the coldness of the ground, it seems to have returned to the ten-year-old self hiding in the corner.
Why did he lose?
That's impossible!
"You're a cheater......"
Zhu Luan inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, saluted the examiner and was about to leave, but a man's hoarse and low voice came from behind him.
The honest and loyal man propped up his body, and his chest was full of blood and qi.
But to his surprise, the girl didn't look back at all, and walked directly to the stairs without stopping.
"Stop!"
Wang Hou shouted, and the silent crowd around him was also awakened by his voice, and the discussion began.
"What's going on?"
"Fraud?"
But Zhu Luan's footsteps still didn't stop, Wang Hou looked at her brisk back in disbelief, and almost couldn't catch it in one breath, "You ......"
He choked in the middle of his sentence and coughed loudly, but he still opened his mouth uncontrollably, his chapped lips open up and down, like a fish stranded on the edge of the desk.
"It's better not to talk." At this moment, the girl, who was still descending to the middle of the stairs, stopped at this time.
Zhu Luan turned his back to the man lying on the ground and said quietly, "Your third rib is pierced into your lungs." ”
"This woman!" Su Qing in the distance was furious, "What does she mean?" She ......"
Her beautiful eyes widened and she was about to scold this woman angrily, but Mo Han beside her suddenly raised his hand and placed it in front of her.
"Senior sister, be cautious."
Su Qing's eyes widened, Mo Han rarely put a senior brother in front of her, this is for ......
"People have shown mercy." Ruan Qing spoke lightly on the side.
"The metamorphosis is the metamorphosis, even if it has been accumulated for ten years, it has not broken through, proving that the strength of the true element is still impossible to surpass the ascending pole."
Ruan Qing looked coldly at the quiet and slender figure on the stairs, and his voice was as cold as ice and snow.
"Then what's so strange about losing to the Thirteen Swords of Tiance at the peak of Huayuan?"
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