- Am I inferior to him?

- Why...... I'm not as good as him!?

- I admit that he did always make the right decisions. He did a good job as a protector. His development and exploration of power is even more extraordinary, and it is clear that I was the best at the beginning. But he came from behind.

- But...... But...... Even so......

- I don't think he's always been stronger than me!

At the moment when his reason collapsed, Zheng Zhe's mind no longer hid thoughts that would not be revealed on weekdays. All bondage is completely destroyed and erased at this moment. The deepest emotion in the heart is manifested in the depths of the soul.

Eat one's heart out.

Deep down in his heart, how could there be no jealousy.

Because he knew, he understood, that jealousy had always pushed him forward, that he had gained greater power.

He doesn't hate Jiang Yu because Jiang Yu is an important partner. But he was jealous of him, because he stood in front of everyone and shielded them from the wind and rain, and guided them in the right direction of victory...... He wants to do it too!

- Why can't I?

- Isn't that power? Isn't that determination? Can't I make sacrifices for the sake of my team? Refining my strength and then overcoming my strength, haven't I been doing this kind of thing?!

Don't admit defeat.

Zheng admitted that he was slightly behind in the previous competition. But he doesn't think he's going to lose outright. He knew it wasn't all about finally being revealed. So he still has the opportunity to be the strongest in terms of combat power and discourse.

He believes he can do it, and he knows he's been doing it. He knew that Jiang Yu was constantly improving, but he himself was not bad at all, and he was always able to keep up.

It's just a little bit, just a little bit pulled. The gap between himself and him is not that big. I just need to work harder and break through more. Soon, the balance will return to the way it was at the beginning!

Yes...... That's right. That's it, that's what I thought. In my head, there is indeed only one such thought.

- 'Then why should you be jealous?' ’

A voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of my heart.

Everything came to an abrupt end.

That's right...... Why be jealous?

Isn't Jiang Yu his companion? Didn't you have the faith to overcome him? Isn't it more about competing with him than the male creature's desire for power, to make the team better?

So...... Why be jealous? Shouldn't this be a fighting spirit? It's not very ordinary...... Is there normal competition?

Doubt.

The doubts only lasted for a moment, and perhaps not enough.

Because all his thoughts have been liberated, he is now forced to face his complete self.

So he saw it, and saw the ordinary and ordinary scene that appeared in his mind. He saw Jiang Yu propping up his shield and blocking the front. And himself, among the many objects of protection behind him.

- He tried to protect me.

An answer, clearly revealed in cognition.

- He thinks I'm weak, he thinks I'm ...... Like everyone else, they need protection.

Zheng Zhe is a warrior.

The duty of a soldier is to stand on the front line and face the battle.

Zheng Zha is a brave man.

The brave shoulder the life of his companion and will never hide behind his companion when he can.

So......

- Not jealousy.

- I...... And did not envy him.

- My real feelings are disgust and disgust. Even if he is indeed an important companion. I can't stand it, and he inadvertently shows arrogance that seems to be a head above me. It's as if I was a fighting beast in the gladiatorial arena, and he just fell into the gladiatorial arena by chance as a member of the audience.

- What qualifications does he have...... Think of me as weak?

Attribute corrections.

The sword of jealousy has become the sword of disgust. When that momentary thought completed the transformation, the Sword of Black Flame also gained a complete form and appearance.

Zheng Zhe didn't hold the sword—because he didn't need to.

And the moment the Sword of Disgust took shape, he also knew the effect of this sword.

An old, even obsolete skill, was incorporated into the sword—the first art of warfare he had learned in the infinite world. The first is the skill of showing one's own force.

Zagu Thermal Axe – Thermal Slash.

It was phased out early, because the Thermal Axe was even the most expeditious. It's not as good as the random stroke of the Demon Axe - because the material itself has an upper limit. Even the Thermal Slash skill can pour more energy to enhance its effectiveness. But now, he only needs to inject thirty percent of the demon's energy into the thermal axe, and the tomahawk itself will collapse and break.

So, it doesn't work.

However, the skill 'Thermal Slash' can still be developed - as long as you can get a suitable enough carrier!

So...... Pooling of strengths. Anchor the target......

- Release!

In the sword of self-loathing, a huge amount of energy converges into a tidal wave. And the next moment, Zheng Zha moved straight to the airspace where Zhang Jie was, and the gun, sword, axe, and three black flame weapons released their maximum power together!

Leave no stone unturned, no hesitation.

When the feeling of disability and prostration came along with the darkness of fainting, what caught in Zheng Zha's eyes was Zhang Jie's eyes with relief, and a little surprise.

…………………………

When Zheng Zhe opened his eyes again, he saw a cracked wasteland. Flames are still burning in huge potholes and narrow rifts. Rising columns of smoke set off a huge heat wave in the sky.

"How does it feel to see the devastation of your last outburst? This permanent change of terrain within a radius of ten kilometers, even if it is placed in the realm of the fourth-order gene lock, is barely a bit of card power? ”

Zhang Jie's voice came from not far away—Zheng Zhe stood up, the soreness and weakness in his body were subsiding with his breathing. He found himself lying on top of a cliff. And Zhang Jie was sitting on the edge of the cliff.

Just like before, when he was at the top of the church.

"Feeling...... It's weird. The corners of his lips curled up with a wry smile - he didn't know why he was bitter, but he was laughing anyway. I figured out something and was forced to accept some facts. But...... I feel relaxed now. It was as if some burden had been removed from me and I wasn't even aware of it before. ”

"Normal." Zhang Jie took a puff of cigarette, and the white breath he exhaled did not affect his speech. "It's strange how you have developed the power of originality. It works by devouring negative emotions. However, there is not much pain in your heart - in normal times, you can also use the sea of black emotions you said as fuel. But once it needs to erupt, it needs a high level of pure power, and you can only rely on your own mind. ”

"You are not a bitter person, and you can't hate if you want to. But you know you have to do it, so you subconsciously prepare a contingency – you make yourself emotional, you make yourself more susceptible to pain and anger. As long as you find an opportunity, even if it is far-fetched, you will find a way to exacerbate your emotions. ”

He shrugged.

"The twisted melon is not sweet, but it quenches your thirst. However, your hatred is too confined to a single emotion, 'hatred', and ignores the other negative emotional forces. And you don't want to hate others, you can only force yourself to hate. And this leads to all other negative emotions being forced at you by you. But they have existed for a long time, and even with the third-order genetic lock, they can only be suppressed, not eliminated. ”

"And now I can do ......it," Zheng Qi muttered to himself, and in front of him, swords, axes, and spears appeared.

He sighed silently.

"Just talk to me...... No problem. ”

"Will you listen?" Zhang Jie asked rhetorically.

Zheng Zhe opened his mouth, and in the end, there was only silence. For those who are confident enough, it is impossible to easily change their thinking without verifying their mistakes themselves.

“…… Thank you. In the end, he could only reply with one such sentence.

"Well, I took it." Zhang Jie waved his hand. "However, your way of treating the symptoms rather than the root cause, it is better to find a way to deal with it as soon as possible. Either buy some special items, or develop your ability to ignite a sea of dark emotions - you're already on your feet at the third stage of the Gene Lock. But if you want to go further, I suggest you keep your mind in order. ”

“…… Well. Zheng Zhe, nodded. I know. This time, I also discovered that divine power can amplify the effect of fire abomination. And the divine power devoured now is not enough. If there were more, maybe it would be able to complete the transformation. And then, the new fire of hatred should no longer be limited to hatred, it will be stronger. Moreover, the burning effect on emotions should also be better...... At that point, I should be able to burn it with another supply source. ”

"Are you thinking of a new name?"

"Yes." Zheng Zha thought for a moment, and a short noun came to mind.

"Negative emotions...... Angry. The fire of hatred that has completely degenerated is called 'flame'. ”

"Sounds good." Zhang Jie nodded in agreement. "Flame...... Your naming ability is much stronger than Jiang Yu's. ”

"I'm sure I'm better than him." Zheng Zhe shrugged his shoulders, and now, the sentence was no longer harsh - he raised his hand and took the cigarette that Zhang Jie threw over. He and Zhang Jie sat down on the edge of the cliff together, and the next time, neither of them spoke.

He didn't ask Zhang Jie, now he and Jiang Yu are open.

He didn't ask Zhang Jie how big the hidden crisis in this world was.

He didn't even ask Zhang Jie why he was so anxious to show his strength alone—he just sat there, because the conversation between the fighters had been expressed in the previous battle.

Time ticked by.

Soon, when Zheng Zhe recovered his condition. He got up and returned to the stronghold of the veterans before dawn with Zhang Jie.