The city of Garth was full of lights and bustling, the streets were as clean as if they had been washed, the houses on both sides were as clean as if they were new, and even the soldiers patrolling the streets looked very festive with their bright red robes over their armor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking from the sky, you can see that the city is full of bright red. Red flowers, red ribbons, red carpets, and red clothes.

"I knew you liked red, but I didn't expect you to like it to this extent. Vie looked at the red on the ground and couldn't help but smile and said, "This red is like a pot of stewed shrimp." ”

When Sui Xiong heard this, he couldn't help but pout: "What do you say! What about the prince, the cultural level is too low!"

Vieha laughed: "Do you know what kind of person the king was when I was a prince, that is, my father?"

Sui Xiong shook his head, a little curious.

"He is two heads taller than ordinary people, his arms are thicker than ordinary people's thighs, his voice is like beating a drum, he can eat half a head of sheep and ten pounds of bread in one meal, and he drinks in a small wine tank. He used a heavy bow, wore heavy armor, and always carried a hundred and twenty pounds of battle axes when he went to battle, but he never rode a horse - there was no bloodline technology at that time, let alone an ordinary horse, even if it was a riding monster that could be tamed, it couldn't take his strength. Vieer's eyes were full of smiles, and it was obvious that court life was a pleasant memory for him, "but he had one shortcoming, he was illiterate. ”

"Huh?!"

"It can't be said that he is completely illiterate, he at least recognizes his own name. "But he only knows his own name, and he doesn't even recognize the names of our brothers." ”

Sui Xiong was dumbfounded, he secretly wondered, where does this look like a king, he is clearly a barbarian!

Wait a minute...... Like Temujin, the founder of the Mongol Empire, he was a barbarian, but aren't people kings?

He still remembers watching a movie called "Conan the Barbarian", although he doesn't think the protagonist looks like a king anymore, but at least he is indeed a barbarian.

It can be seen that the barbarian is capable of being a king, and there is no problem at all.

So he nodded, suddenly stunned again, and asked, "So ...... back then?" Could it be that he is also a barbarian?"

Viye nodded: "I was indeed a barbarian when I was mortal, but I know a few more words than my father, and it adds up...... There are always about fifty words. ”

Sui Xiong was speechless, he had the impression that Weiye was a very cultured person, who could write poetry, compose, and compose operas, but he didn't expect that when he was still a mortal, he would be a barbarian.

I think that these cultural things are all learned by him after he became a god.

"Time is the greatest force in the world!" he couldn't help but sigh, "Looking at you now, I really can't imagine what you were like back then!"

Viyer smiled, and transformed into a tall and majestic man, with a short beard like steel needles, and two eyes that were full of terrifying power, even if they were not deliberately round. His muscles are comparable to those of bodybuilders on earth, but there are many tattoos on his body that bodybuilders will never have, layered on top of each other, even on his face, which looks extremely vicious, and it is really curable for children's night crying.

Then he changed back into his usual handsome boy.

"That's what I looked like when I was a mortal, but when I became a god, I gave up my original body, so now it's nothing more than a showmanship. As he spoke, Viye sighed softly, "If I hadn't given up my body at the beginning, maybe I wouldn't be like this soft persimmon that no one can beat......

Sui Xiong wanted to nod, but stopped.

Although this may be Viere's sadness, he really doesn't think that Vieer can become a strong man without giving up his body back then - becoming a strong man may also need a good foundation, but more importantly, it needs long-term training. For example, Sui Xiong himself, if he hadn't cultivated for thousands of years in the trench, he would definitely not have today's strength. And what about Viyer? He said a few years ago that he was going to learn how to fight with Morani, and it turned out that he came every day, then every few days, then once a month, and finally ...... It's been almost a year since he last asked Morani to learn his art.

With such an attitude, how can you become a strong person?

No matter how powerful Wei Ye's physical body was when he was a mortal, could he still be stronger than his current god body? If he was really willing to work hard, he would definitely be able to become a martial arts powerhouse in as little as three and five years, or as long as ten or eight years.

But he didn't.

Look at Leon, he was a mortal, gifted, and a world-famous genius as a teenager. But then he suffered a big change, was seriously injured and poisoned, not only did his strength regress a lot, but his foundation was also greatly damaged. The reason why I was able to return to high-level strength later was because I don't know how much blood and sweat I shed and how much hard work I put in.

Today, he is not only a top swordsman, but also an extremely clever magic caster, and all these achievements are naturally due to the hard work behind him.

Others don't know, Sui Xiong knows, Leon spends three to four hours a day learning and figuring out spells. Although no one would think that a peerless swordsman like him needed to cast spells, he stubbornly believed that the High Priest of the Void Masquerade Church had to be a powerful priest, otherwise he would lose Sui Xiong's face.

After decades of hard work, he finally gained a lot. Even if he doesn't use martial arts now, he won't lose to ordinary legendary powerhouses just by relying on magic casting.

In other words, he is now a double legend, the peak of the legend in terms of martial arts, and the intermediate level of legend in terms of divine arts.

If Vie could have half the diligence of Leon, he would have been a battle master stronger than the godhead!

But he thought about it for a moment, and smiled again.

I remember that when Professor Cheng was lecturing, he once said an ancient text, and then sighed: "Knowing how to do it correctly does not mean that you can really do it in the right way." Sometimes it's a last resort, but more often it's unwilling. It's like each of you knows that as long as you study hard and practice hard, you can become an excellent painter even if you can't be a great painter. But how many people in the entire art department have actually done it?"

At that time, Professor Cheng shook his head as he said: "I have been a teacher for many years, and among the students in each class, there are only one or two students who can do this at most. This has nothing to do with talent and character, it can be called 'heart'. ”

After Sui Xiong crossed, although he saw many outstanding talents, there were only a few who could really do this.

At least he can't.

In other words, Leon has a better heart than he does.

Flying in the sky, looking at Leon who was sorting out his clothes in the City Lord's Mansion and being at the mercy of a group of maids like wooden people, Sui Xiong couldn't help but smile even more happily. (To be continued.) )