Chapter 8: The Road of the Strong
I don't know how long I've been in a coma, it's like a lifetime away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Info Tairo opened his eyes heavily and slowly, and suddenly a burst of pain spread from the ribs in his chest to the entire body, and the muscles on the arm bones were also broken, and the whole arm had been dislocated, this kind of injury was a devastating injury for a seven or eight-year-old child, and it was probably going to be a waste.
Takuro struggled to get to his feet, and after several failed interviews with his other arm, which was not dislocated, he fell to the ground and lay there motionless. Tearing a corner of the seal in the camp before has put a lot of pressure on his body, and then he encountered the pursuit of the Guards, if he hadn't broken the seal again, he might have become a ghost under the knife by now, and that kind of battle was terrifying.
Although the surface of the body is protected by the power of the wind demon, the main body is still attacked by this powerful power, and to outsiders, Takuro's body has been completely distorted and deformed, and the internal organs have begun to fail due to the impact.
Telo can clearly feel the injury inside his body, but he is not willing to lose to this abrupt fate, it is too unfair to himself, he wants to roar to the sky but has no strength at all, he has not completed his dream, in Uncle Sam's lecture Tahiro has already made up his mind to become a strong man to protect everyone around him, but the reality is always so cruel, the god of fate has to behead him in the cradle before he can take a step. For a while, all kinds of emotions came to his heart, and Tailang put his head against the ground, and tears flowed out as soon as he brushed them, falling to the ground drop by drop along his cheeks, and all his unwillingness was buried deep in this vast land along the tears. Since birth, I have never seen my parents or even any of my relatives, I don't know where I belong, I have endured the cold eyes and ridicule of others, and I have no friends or partners. But Tauro was not discouraged, he had a firm heart, and a clear direction, he had already had an awareness beyond his peers, but God did not give him the same time as his peers, and as time passed, he would slowly die of exhaustion.
Tai Lang stopped sobbing, turned his head to the sky and fell to the ground, just staring at the sky blankly, maybe it was really the providence that destined him to leave this world today, the god of fate brings hope on one side and destruction on the other, so absurd that you can't tell which one is real and which one is fake. Tauro closed his eyes, but every now and then a tear or two came out of his sockets, and no one knew what he remembered again.
"Son, why haven't you woken up yet?" said the old man, who had not yet left, and walked towards the place where he was lying.
Tarrou opened his eyes when he heard the sound, still trying to struggle to his feet. The old man walked a few happy steps, came to the front, motioned for him to continue lying down, and said gently: "Child, your injury is very serious, it is better not to move, otherwise it will aggravate the injury."
"Thank you for saving your life, and after that, Tailang wanted to pull his hands and give the old man a fist to express his gratitude. Seeing this, the old man just smiled slightly, nodded, and did not reply.
"I'm leaving this world, and I ask you to bury my body in this forest. Tairo said weakly again. And he moved his hand to point in the direction where the young dragon was, and did not forget his other partner before he died. When he was occupied by the power of the seal, he had already lost his autonomous consciousness, and it was only after he recovered his body that he had his previous memories. As he spoke, Taro closed his eyes again.
"Okay, there is the potential to become a super strong!" the old man said lightly, and was not heard by Tailang.
The old man put down his fishing basket and reached out to find something inside, and after a while, a small red ball was found out of the fish basket.
"This should be perfect for you, hahahaha," the old man muttered to himself. As he spoke, the old man surrounded the ball with source power and slapped it directly on Taro's forehead with his palm.
The ball quickly dissipated in front of Takuro's forehead, rushing towards each of Tarang's previously damaged organs and bones. Like a blood-sucking leech clinging to it, but instead of sucking blood, it helps Tarro speed up the repair of these previous injuries, some of which are less injured, and the red ball is not completely exhausted and he will run to another place. Tai Lang opened his eyes in horror, the blood in his body began to run again, and the hematopoiesis was completed again, at this time, the new blood was quickly washed inside Ta Lang's body with the help of red balls, and when the blood hit the heart, the trembling heart that could stop beating at any time once again glowed with amazing vitality, poof, poof, and howl, which was the embodiment of vigorous vitality, Tai Lang subconsciously clenched his fist, the broken muscles, and the dislocated arms were all as good as ever, and the previous sealing power of the backlash also returned to normal again under the new body。
When the last small red ball disappeared, Tailang's whole person was like a phoenix, and he came back to life again, and his vitality was even more majestic than before. Taro felt the slightest change, and this new body was like a perpetual motion machine, as if it had inexhaustible energy.
Tai Lang Teng stood up suddenly, and his two feet stepped on this continent again, it was so steady, and it felt good to come back.
"Don't just be happy, come over and thank me, it's your uncle who saved you. The old man reverted to that cynical appearance, but it could be seen from his eyes that he was also very relieved and happy.
Tai Lang walked up and clasped his hands into fists, and bowed deeply to the old man in thanks. It was at this moment that he finally understood why the old man was reluctant to save him, he had always had this ability, but he was unwilling. Life is death, death is life, life to death, only by experiencing death can we cherish every life more and respect every individual. This is an experience of the old man to himself, not only a great realization but also a baptism of the soul, everything in the world can be taught and taught, but only death and perception can not be taught, the old man hopes that Tailang himself will understand, so he deliberately refuses to save him. It is enough to see the good intentions of the old man.
Tai Lang stood in front of the old man, looking at the old man with a fishing basket on his back and a fishing rod in his hand, and suddenly knelt down with a pop. This scene also made the old man feel confused for a while.
Hurriedly helped Tai Lang up and said: "Don't kneel to people casually in the future, the man has gold under his knees, only kneel to his parents, do you hear it!"
The old man helped Taro up, hammered Tarou twice with his fist, and said, "Very good, very good, much better than I thought, yes, it is a very potential baby, much stronger than I have met before." Then he patted Taro on the shoulder with great satisfaction. Tai Lang also showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and after returning from the ghost gate, he became more resolute and more peaceful.
Tai Lang suddenly remembered something, and asked the old man about the whereabouts of the dragon, he had already forgotten the young dragon when he turned into a wind demon to fight with the Titan, and he was also concerned at this time.
The old man smiled again, and groped for something in the fish basket, and after a while, he took out a ball of light, and after urging the source force, the ball of light slowly turned into the shape of a young dragon, and at this time it was still sleeping heavily, and he was not awakened by being taken out of the fish basket, but Tai Lang felt strange that the young dragon who was about the same age as him before was lying peacefully in the hands of the old man at this time, and the gap was too big.
"Stupid dragon, don't sleep, get me up, your friend is alive." The old man said and threw it on the ground, and in an instant the young dragon returned to its usual size, and Tai Lang was also shocked, but the joy of seeing the young dragon had already overshadowed everything, the young dragon opened his eyes, and with a little anger, he let out a slight low roar, as if complaining about the old man, but the moment he saw Tai Lang, he was also ecstatic to put his name into it in order to save himself, and he was also very moved as a dragon.
Tyro stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the young dragon's neck, and the young dragon also lifted forward and grabbed Tarrou's shoulder, like two brothers who had been reunited for a long time and did not want to be separated. The friendship between a human race and a dragon was thus established, and when people recalled it much later, it became a legend of this man and a dragon.
In fact, the old man had been paying attention to the battle for a long time, and the ripples of the impact killed many creatures, and just when a shock ripple was about to kill the young dragon, the old man quietly made a move, put the young dragon away and put it in the fish basket to save it from the disaster. It slept in the basket until it woke up.
Tai Lang let go of the young dragon and walked behind him to look at the noose on the young dragon's leg, which was also gone, and then he was very relieved to walk up to the old man and bow deeply to express his gratitude.
"Do you know where this dragon came from?" he asked, looking at Takuro.
"No. I don't know, it's no different from ordinary dragons. Telo replied.
"You're stupid, too. The old man picked up the fishing rod and struck Tarou on the head.
"This dragon is rare in the dragon clan, the people of the guard clan want it so much, you should know that this dragon is extraordinary, it is the product of a dragon mutation, and it will be formed in the future, he The old man also pretended to be mysterious, so he won't talk about it later.
"In short, you can have this dragon as a partner, it must not be simple, but you should also become strong as soon as possible, there are still many people who know the goods in the outside world, if others see that you have such a young dragon, the consequences are simply unimaginable.
When Tai Lang heard the old man's words, according to the old man, this dragon is very powerful, but it has not grown up yet, and if he encounters those guys like the Konoe clan again, he will not be able to protect the young dragon unless he opens the power of the seal again. Thinking that he wasn't strong enough, Tarro also frowned.
The old man seemed to see what was on Tailang's mind and said lightly: "Baby, try your new strength." “
Tairo was also surprised by the old man's words.
"I said you try the power of this new body. You little fool!"
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"Use your own power to punch me, don't worry about beating me to death, come on. ”
"This... This... All right. Saying that, Tailang used all his strength to condense his fist and punched out towards the old man, and the fist rushed out with electric lightning, rushing towards the old man, but it was useless. But Tai Lang was taken aback by the punch he threw out, what was going on, he had only learned how to use a sword before, and it was only a very basic swordsmanship, and he had no refining body and no means of attack, how could he make such a powerful punch.
Lao Zhe didn't rush to answer the question in Tailang's heart, but smiled: "Take a look, this is how your current strength is, it's strong enough, hahaha, if you can skillfully use this power, ordinary powerhouses can't embarrass you at all, as for those supreme powerhouses, they won't target you for a child." Practice well, your time has just begun.
Do you belong to your own era, this is my first step to become a super strong, the blood in my body has already boiled, and I condensed my fist power and blasted more than a dozen punches into the sky, like a blooming fireworks, from life to death, Tai Lang has experienced a lot, from grief to joy, the two are just a thin line. The blast of fists exploded and illuminated the entire forest. This is the first step on his path to becoming a strong man, and Taro is already eager to try.
Calming down, Tai Lang and the old man sat cross-legged opposite each other, and never asked him who he was from and where he came from, but asked a lot of questions about the legends of this continent and some cultivation paths. The old man also patiently answered them one by one, and joked with Taro from time to time.
This continent is divided into many regions, the outside of the continent is the endless sea, as for the end of the endless sea, the old man is also reluctant to mention more, obviously it is not the time, each continent has its own ruling race, like the Karen continent is ruled by the human race to thrive here, there will be many cities in the continent, among which the city where the highest ruling class in the race is located is called the main city, and the others are divided by the ruling class called the Acropolis, abide by their obligations and defend the continent from foreign invasions. This is just a general concept, there are many organizations in each continent, and each organization has a different controller, some of them are very powerful, and some of them are very small, as many as many stars. There are also many mercenary groups, local forces, and so on in the mainland. These are all the news that Tailang got from the old man's mouth, and there are many secrets that the old man just mentioned casually and didn't talk about it, he thinks that for Tailang, the less he knows at this time, the better. In short, if you want to become a strong man, you will inevitably need to face all of these things in the future, including some secret events.
Tarou is not in a hurry, because one day he will open all the questions and see the answers, and the top priority now is to hone himself to become stronger.
"I see that you are only seven or eight years old now, there is still time, and when you are ten years old, there will be a selection winner in each main city, and the winner will have the opportunity to enter the combat academy to study, where it is possible to turn you into a super fighter, you can consider studying there. The old man smiled slightly. It seems that he is playing some kind of calculation again.
Tai Lang firmly remembered every word the old man said, which was a great help to him. "Ten years old?" "In two or three years, I will definitely enter the combat academy." Definitely!" Tairo pursed his lips to show his determination.
Child, you have to be prepared, there is no turning back when you embark on this road, the law of this continent is that either you eat meat, or you eat, there is no middle buffer zone, this is an extremely difficult road, if you don't die, as a person who has come over, I have seen too many strong geniuses, you are very strong but there is always a stronger existence than you, this road not only tests a person's strength, but also survival skills, interpretation of the laws of nature, etc. You will experience many, many wars, betrayals, deaths, and more. A lot is destined to be lost on the way to becoming a strong man. The old man was impassioned.
Tarro's eyes were full of anticipation as he listened, and the blood in his body was surging, and there had never been a time like this. The next words shocked the old man!
"On the road of the strong, there is me!"