Chapter Twenty-Three: The Holy Talent
Barton's eyes widened, and he looked at Jun Ye in amazement, as if he couldn't figure out until he died, he had escaped so far, and he was about to disappear from the other party's sight, how could he suddenly be knocked back and finally die here.
"I'm ......" Barton tried to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, streams of blood flowed out and blocked his throat.
He turned his head again with difficulty, and looked at the ten men he had brought with him with an inquiring look in his eyes.
He was curious to know why this was happening.
He wondered what had knocked him back, and why the ten of them hadn't stopped Jun Ye and hadn't helped him when he was caught.
Obviously, before he escaped, he saw that their attack was so fierce that Jun Ye was injured, but why didn't he stop him in the end?
However, when he looked over, he saw only astonishment, indifference, and very little sympathy in their eyes, and even a hint of relief.
"Is it rare that they want to die too? Why is this happening? Didn't they send Rogge to help them?"
"Rogge...... Rogge ......"
"Did he already guess that I was sent by the family to spy on him? I see, it's ridiculous, I ......"
"Ahem......"
In the moment when Barton was about to die, he suddenly understood many questions, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, but when he opened his mouth, several large mouthfuls of blood gushed out again.
Jun Ye suddenly laughed when he saw him, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. He followed Barton's gaze and looked at the ten people around him, taking in their expressions one by one.
At this time, Jun Ye thought about it for a while, and guessed that it was probably the person above Barton, and he also wanted his life, so he planned to get rid of Barton under the pretense of his own hand.
In this way, the previous behavior of the ten of them and the current expressions of the ten of them all make sense, but the poor thing is that Barton does not seem to have seen anything strange until he is dying, and he only wants to understand this.
After figuring out the reason, Jun Ye's expression returned to indifference, although he would not sympathize with Barton because of anything, but he knew that Barton had not lived long, and he did not need to do anything superfluous, so Jun Ye let go of his hand, stood up straight, and looked down at Barton indifferently.
At this point, Barton seemed to cough up all the blood in his body, and was finally able to speak.
He looked up at the sky and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Heh, I'm really unwilling, obviously I'm so cowardly, I'm not undercover material at all, but why did they choose me?"
"But even so, since the day I was sent, I have already made up my mind to resist this fate, get rid of this undercover identity, and be my current self, so until now, I have not done anything for them or provided any information. ”
"By now, even I have almost forgotten that I am still an undercover agent, but even so, why don't you let me go? I haven't done anything to be sorry for you. I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled......"
Suddenly, he looked at Jun Ye again, with a look of remorse on his face.
"But...... Why am I so unlucky to meet you, and why am I so damn to provoke you?"
"And I obviously escaped before, but why do I want to seek revenge on you so damnly? I'm obviously not your opponent at all, not your opponent at all, I'm afraid that even if I try my best, I won't be able to really hurt you in the slightest. ”
"And even if it hurts you, what can you do, you are not afraid of pain, you are not afraid of death, only a timid person like me will be afraid of pain and death. Hahaha, you're right, I think even if Rog doesn't want to kill me, they can't stop me...... You go. ”
"I really...... It's so hateful...... Why...... will meet you...... ......What if you mess with you? Then...... I didn't...... I want to hurt you...... Isn't it now...... will not die...... Done?"
Barton spoke, his voice getting lower and lower, his breath getting weaker and weaker, and finally, when he repented and said the last word "yes", his eyes finally closed weakly, his head tilted, and he leaned against the ground, completely lifeless.
And after listening to Barton's words, Jun Ye was also silent for a while, and suddenly felt a feeling.
People, that's it, at the beginning, they will always do a lot of reasonable or unreasonable things without considering the consequences, according to their mood and preferences, and always at the end, at the moment when the tragic result comes out, they feel great remorse, but by then, they have long been unable to return to heaven, and can only leave indelible regrets in their hearts.
This is true for Barton, this is true for Skinny Monkey, and so is everyone else, even Junye himself.
However, unlike others, even if Jun Ye may have guessed the consequences from the beginning, for some things, as long as he is determined, he will still do it unswervingly. And in order to avoid the worst consequences, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must do your best, do everything you can, and even surpass the impossible to break through. Even if the final result is doomed, they will still resist desperately. And for many things, even if the final result really can't be changed, then he won't have the slightest regret.
In life, the last thing you should do is to wronged your heart.
This is Junye's belief.
At this moment, not far from here, in a bar on the second floor, Rogge was leaning against the window, holding his chin in one hand and shaking his wine glass in the other, looking through the glass window with interest.
Sitting in front of him was the white-haired Zhongbo, and behind him, stood two tall warriors.
Uncle Zhong also turned his head at this moment and set his eyes on Jun Ye.
"It seems that Barton is dead, that kid is really strong, I didn't expect to kill Barton so quickly, it's just effortless. Zhongbo sighed, looking at Jun Ye with undisguised shock and amazement in his eyes.
When Rogge heard this, a smile appeared on his handsome face, and he said: "He is indeed quite strong, but the reason why he was able to kill Barton so quickly is mainly because Barton was frightened by him before, and when he faced him again, he didn't have the courage to fight at all, and he only thought about running for his life." And then coupled with Patton's negligence, he couldn't imagine that he could still be knocked back and fall into the hands of the other party after being so far away. ”
Judging from the situation just now, it seems that Patton's entire mental state is not very good, and it should be that at the very beginning, he was punched in the head by this young man, causing him to be delirious and mentally distracted. ”
Hearing this, Uncle Zhong nodded.
"But ......," Rogge continued, "the strange thing is that Barton couldn't dodge the first punch? No matter how fast the young man is, Barton is also a third-level and sixth-order martial artist after all, and he still has the basic combat consciousness of his body, and he should have some defense if he can't dodge. But he didn't make any movement the whole time, and it was rare that he was stunned? But before he was hit, he was still talking wildly, and he looked fearless, which is really incomprehensible. ”
Uncle Zhong also thought about it when he heard this, but he couldn't figure it out.
"By the way, this kid should be a demon warrior, no wonder, everything makes sense this way. After a moment, Rogge suddenly realized.
Uncle Zhong was confused and asked, "Young Master, how can you see that he is a demon warrior?"
Rogge looked at Uncle Zhong and asked, "Uncle Zhong, what do you think Barton was sent back by just now?"
Hearing this, Uncle Zhong hurriedly glanced down. Barton had just fled here, and then he was knocked back.
Sensing that there was still a magic element that had not yet calmed down, Zhongbo immediately reacted and said, "It's magic, young master, do you think this was also released by that young man, so Barton will be knocked away, isn't it a coincidence?"
"Of course, Uncle Zhong, did you hear what this young man said just now?' I want to kill you, no one can stop you, no one can't do it, and no distance can do it', which shows that from the very beginning, he was in control of everything, so when he first saw Barton fleeing, he did not panic in the slightest, nor did he come forward to chase after him. ”
"Or maybe he has other companions in this town, and the magic cast by his companions knocked Barton flying?" asked Zhongbo again.
Rogge shook his head and said, "I don't know if he has a companion, but even if he does, even the closest companion can't cooperate with him so tacitly." Because from the moment Barton was knocked away, the young man stopped and did not move a single inch, but just like that, Barton still landed accurately in his hands, and this degree of accuracy was basically impossible for outsiders to do except himself. ”
But he didn't have the action to recite the spell at all, how could he release the magic out of thin air, and the place where the magic was formed was still so far away. ”
Zhongbo's words also stopped Rogge. He smiled helplessly and said, "I really don't know this." Although a great magician above level six can also do it without reciting spells when releasing low-level magic, this young man must not have reached the realm of a great magician, otherwise even if he gave Barton a hundred dares, he would not dare to provoke him. ”
"However, there will always be a few people in this world who can cast the same level of magic without chanting incantations. As far as I know, the two male and female twin stars of the First Empire of the Beihao Continent are like this. ”
When Uncle Zhong heard this, his face was shocked, and he hurriedly asked, "Young Master, are you talking about those two super saints in the Aomeng Empire who are only less than eighteen years old and are about to cross the quasi-saint level and enter the junior saint level?"
"Those two are rare saints in 5,000 years! Since the establishment of the Imperial Alliance, it has been more than 4,800 years, and only the two of them have been born, or they are from the same world, how can there be a third one now?"
"No matter how powerful this boy is, he will never be able to compare with them. And not to mention him, in the entire Beihao Continent, there is no third person who can match them, even if you count the dragon clan, the elf clan, the orc clan, and the blood clan! They are the greatest pride of our human race so far!"
At the mention of those two 5,000-year-old super saints, Zhongbo's emotions became extremely high and excited, even though those two had nothing to do with him, his heart couldn't help but tremble, as if he regarded them as his own descendants. Even Zhongbo felt that it was okay to ask those two to be his ancestors.
Barton was almost overwhelmed by Zhongbo's emotions at this time, and he took a deep breath before trying to calm his good mood, and then his heart was filled with bitterness.
Two years ago, he was also a rare genius in a hundred years, reaching the early heaven level at the age of eighteen, and was regarded as the hope of the entire family, but even at that time, compared to these two, it was like a firefly to the bright moon.
And now he is even less qualified to compare with them.
Thinking of this, Rogge involuntarily stroked the scar on his face, and remembered the incident two years ago, when his breath became rapid and his eyes became red.
If it weren't for the incident two years ago, there would not be such a scar on his handsome face, let alone fall from the altar and fall to the point where he is now, he is still the pride of the sky, the hope of the family, and can enjoy endless glory.