Song Quexin said, did I say anything?

didn't say anything, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen pits of all sizes were dug as far as the eye could see.

The pit is so big, it's no problem to throw in a hundred or ten people.

After digging, these people started talking one by one.

"What do you do by digging a pit?"

"This is called a trap, and if an enemy comes to attack, this can be resisted. ”

"You've got something wrong with your brain, it's not a march. ”

"I think it was for us to stay. ”

"Buried alive?"

"One basement and one layer above. ”

"I feel like a pit monster. ”

......

Song Que was speechless and waved his hand.

The buzzing discussion immediately disappeared, and there were people in the distance who "forgot their feelings" and immediately covered their mouths by the people around them.

Song Que came to feel it, this much-anticipated and forbidden appearance was simply a general, and he coughed dryly.

Thousands of people even showed an expression of "you have something to say".

"You have come from afar, and your heart admires martial arts, and this emotion moves the world. Song Que said a beautiful word first.

As soon as these words came out, some of the people present couldn't help but have red eyes.

"However, the Five Thunder Gate has limited manpower, and I can't let you all come in to participate in the Five Thunder Fist, which is really indebted to everyone. Song Que looked excited, and his eyes were a little red.

"Five Thunder Gate Gaoyi!"

"The Five Thunder Gate does not owe us, we owe the Five Thunder Gate!"

"The Five Thunder Gates have an order, and all the warriors in the world are respected. ”

"The Five Thunder Sects are more benevolent and righteous than those big sects. ”

"The Great Sect regards us as pigs and dogs!"

......

Song Que listened to it very usefully, and the words in the back were a little "rebellious", and he hurriedly waved his hand to stop it: "Don't say that, my Wulei Gate just did what we thought we should do." All of you have complained about it is related to personal experience, but let me ask you, what if the human race suddenly has no of those great sects that you are talking about overnight?"

When Song Que said this, everyone's faces showed a look of thought, and some of them showed a look of shame on their faces when they wanted to understand.

"Don't think that it's easy to learn my Five Thunder Fist's Five Thunder Fist for free, if you learn it for yourself, it's not good to learn. If you don't understand that martial arts is the truth of the people of the world, and you don't understand that cultivating martial arts is not just for the sake of personal strength, but the strength of the entire human race, you can't learn the Five Thunder Fist. Therefore, it cannot be said that there is no threshold for learning Wulei Boxing, and 'the world is for the public' is the threshold for learning Wulei Boxing. ”

What a good Wulei Sect, he has done great good deeds, he does not let others praise him, and he does not hate the reputation of other sects.

"Just imagine, if one day, everyone becomes a martial god. Speaking of this, Song Que's eyes were bright, his arms waved vigorously, obviously reaching the climax of his scheduled "speech", and he couldn't help but raise his voice and said: "What kind of scene is that? On this continent, on the boundless ocean of the continent, there is no human opponent, and the footsteps of the human race can go farther and deeper, and no one can stop our footsteps." ”

Boom! When the thousands of people present heard Song Que's words, their hearts instantly burned.

Everyone becomes a martial god!

Is there really such a day?

If that day comes, then nothing in the world can stop the human race.

"Everyone becomes a god!" I don't know who shouted out a voice, and the voice was particularly old, it should have been an old man shouting.

The old man was still like this, and the people present could lag behind, and they all immediately raised their arms and shouted: "Everyone becomes a god!"

The tsunami-like cry of the mountains made Song Que really moved.

The touching remarks just now were not his whims, but he came up with something he had come up with these days of pondering what the boss had done.

The boss has a dream that everyone becomes a god.

Song Que was cowardly in his heart when he said it, and now thousands of people are shouting together, he believes it.

The highest level of an orator is that he not only convinces his audience of what he says, but eventually even himself.

The cries were like waves, one after another, shaking the valleys and plains, and the Great Martial Venerables who were observing from a distance heard such words, and their faces were colorless.

If everyone becomes a god, then what do they become?

Immediately, these high-ranking people fell off the altar.

A group of mud-legged people who still want to become gods is simply wishful thinking.

No matter how powerful the Five Thunder Fists are, they can't make people gods.

If this is the case, the world is prostrate at the foot of the Five Thunder Gate.

With tears in the corners of his eyes, Song Que didn't wave his hand to stop everyone, letting everyone vent to their heart's content, and waited until there was no shouting before he raised his hand to signal, indicating that he was going to speak.

The audience immediately fell silent.

It's too embarrassing, Song Que's cheeks were slightly red from excitement, this is his stage, and it is not much better than the life and death battle of Yun Haotian in the arena of senior brother.

Speaking by himself in the Wulei Gate, Du Lang and Lao Shen Lao Gu, the guards of the gate, Fang Fatzi is horizontal, not to mention the boss and the senior sister, compared to this, this group of people in Wu Yang are so obedient, the fire in Song Que's heart is burning, and the passion is surging.

"The public affection boxing, the young master is grateful, carved a stone tablet with his own hands, now standing here, the intersection of the courtyard must pass, everyone can see, or can figure out the supreme fist method from it. Song Que's eyes were blazing, and he said loudly.

What the?

The young master carved a stone tablet for these low-level warriors, ordinary daydreamers, as a reward to inspire them to the heart of martial arts.

That's great!

It's so benevolent!

Some people can't help but burst into tears, which is a treatment they have not enjoyed in their whole life - to be respected!

The people in the distance heard Song Que's voice, and they had expectations in their hearts, could it be that Wang Ming's words concealed the truth of martial arts?

It's possible.

There are always some people and things in this world that they can't understand, and some of the former martial gods condensed their lifelong martial arts experience in a small booklet, and some of them were integrated into calligraphy and painting.

For these great martial artists, what Song Que said earlier is no different from the vendors in the West Market who "trick" people into the store to buy things, and the last sentence is reliable.

Let's go!

By the time these Great Martial Venerables emerged from all directions, the stone tablets had already been erected, and the bottom was tamped with large and small stones.

The Great Martial Venerables looked up, and the thousands of people present looked up, and the iron painting and silver hook on the stone tablet read: Tianxingjian, the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement.

Wang Ming listened to what Zhang Xiaju said, her experience and her gains, and Wang Ming she saw also seemed to see it.

The thirst for martial arts of thousands of people, the struggle of all beings in the corpse realm, what did they do?

I don't want to live an ordinary life, but I want to become a god with one heart, and I don't care about right or wrong.

Wang Ming also listened to Song Que say in detail that those who seek martial arts are sleeping in the open for thirty or forty miles outside the Wulei Gate, and he felt something, so he asked Song Que to find a stone tablet and engrave this sentence in the "Book of Changes", which means that martial arts trekkers, no matter how high or low, will encourage them with the sentence "self-improvement".

The audience was silent, and people were speechless for a long time, deeply shocked by Wang Ming's heart-warming famous sentence.