Fate, fate!

What is fate?

"Take me to the place where the art exchange is held. Li Qing hugged Pan Dahai in front of him at this time, and followed behind the martial arts academy students who led the way step by step, like a soul walking.

Pan Dahai began to struggle a few times, but under Li Qing's momentum, his whole person calmed down, or as if he was shocked, and the whole person fell into a special state, he was a little as if he had fallen into illusion and didn't know the truth.

And the first time the students of the Martial Academy saw Li Qing, they felt that there was a kind of cold, even murderous aura, on the new first day of the Martial Academy, which made him tremble and did not dare to approach.

Looking at Pan Dahai in his arms, when he saw the limp left leg, he seemed to vaguely understand what was going on, but he didn't dare to ask more, just agreed and quickly led the way in front.

He felt that there was a big mountain behind him at this time, which made him a little breathless, he had difficulty breathing, and accelerated his pace many times, but this feeling still lingered, Li Qing behind him seemed to be slow, but he was always able to follow him closely.

He had to endure this uncomfortable feeling, and almost used running to bring Li Qing to the place where his painting skills were exchanged.

This is a spacious classroom in the martial arts academy, and many people have already gathered here at this time, and some people have already begun to paint.

"This is it. The martial arts student who led the way said in a trembling voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man in Tsing Yi behind him passed by him without saying a word, but at this time, he felt that he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, he touched his back, where he was already drenched in cold sweat and soaked his clothes.

"Li Qing, you're here...... Ah, what's wrong with the sea?" Xie Wanran saw Li Qing and immediately greeted him with a smile, but when he saw Pan Dahai in Li Qing's arms, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Li Qing didn't answer her words, and directly hugged Pan Dahai to a chair, and then put the latter on it.

"You're here watching. Pan Dahai woke up like a dream at this time, and instinctively grabbed Li Qing's arm, but the latter quickly broke free and strode directly towards the largest table in the middle.

At this time, there was already a man painting there, but after Li Qing walked over, he said and walked away, and then a strong momentum burst out of his body, directly bounced this person and the painting he was making.

"What are you doing!" the man was naturally furious.

"Shen Gongzi, forget it, he's in a bad mood. Xie Wanran walked over at this time and stopped him. He looked at Pan Dahai not far away, and he already roughly understood what was going on, and he also knew Li Qing's current mood.

"Miss Wan Ran, I really don't know where you found such a person, what kind of good painting can such a person draw?" The person who was made Shen Gongzi still felt indignant, but he felt the powerful momentum on Li Qing's body that belonged to the Naqi realm, and he didn't dare to argue anymore.

On the other side, Li Qing picked up the paintbrush that had been placed on the table with strong feelings at this time.

Whew!

When Li Qing's brush landed on the paper and quickly drew a few strokes, it was as if a strong wind suddenly rolled up, and everyone felt a special feeling that their faces were blown.

With just a few strokes, everyone in the entire classroom suddenly raised their heads, and then seemed to be fatally attracted, and all eyes looked at the young man in the center of the studio, and when they saw every movement of the latter's painting, they felt their hearts tremble.

Everyone started out as if they were about to stop breathing, and they just stared at the center.

Pan Dahai, who was already facing ashes, suddenly raised his head at this time, trembling slightly, looking at Li Qing in front of him, who was like a mad demon, and tears began to flow out of his eyes again.

At this time, Li Qing's painting continued, and each of his strokes seemed to fall on the painting paper like a storm, fast, fierce and shocking!

A person in the classroom couldn't help but stand up, and then began to walk around Li Qing's desk, staring at Li Qing and the drawing paper in the center, everyone consciously left a way for Pan Dahai, so that the latter could clearly see Li Qing's painting.

At this time, on the drawing paper on the table, everyone began to gradually see a black and oppressive sky, and the black clouds were squeezed together, giving people a kind of depression, despair, powerlessness, and inability to breathe!

It was as if it was a lonely boat, floating on the boundless sea, with the waves constantly impacting and shaking under your feet, as if the boat was about to capsize at any moment.

The shocking brush made Xie Wanran and Shen Gongzi make everyone around them tremble at this time, feeling that they were greatly infected, as if they were in it, but there was a power somewhere, making everyone clench their fists one by one and grit their teeth stubbornly.

Bang!

It was at this moment that thunder and lightning appeared on paper!

It was as if the whole classroom was shaking, and the thunder and lightning slashed through these black clouds, squeezing out cracks in them, and the electric light flickered, impacting the eyes, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but they still felt a big stone pressing down on their hearts.

Pan Dahai stared at Li Qing's drawing paper, as if he had a knife on his chest, tearing open his skin and taking out a bloody heart inside and putting it in front of his eyes.

There was a large area of blood in front of him, but he didn't feel the pain at all, only a strong belief slowly growing.

Li Qing's brush continued to sketch, and a huge stone appeared under the black oppressive sky, this span of the big stone seemed to draw the big stone in everyone's hearts, and under the big stone, there was a half-finger-high grass that was pressed by death, that was themselves!

Destiny!

What is fate!

How fate should be arranged!

Why bow to fate, why give up!

The paintbrushes flew quickly on the paper, and the storm appeared one by one, and Li Qing was torturing his heart.

The Zhao family is indeed still very strong for him now, and he has not yet dealt with it with the strength of one person, Zhao Duan has a martial honorable master, the elder of the Martial Alliance, which is equivalent to the Tianzun in the Dao Palace, with a lofty status, but he should be afraid? Should he give up justice? Let his best friend cut off a leg in vain, and bury the future of martial arts from now on?

It's all fate?

Are we going to willingly obey fate?

The strong feelings were integrated into the painting paper one by one, and Li Qing gradually went crazy, he gritted his teeth thoroughly, and waved the brush wildly.

He remembered that before he got that letter, day by day, he worked hard to cultivate in the back mountain, how many times he was exhausted, how many times he was bruised all over his body, how could he ever give up?

If you don't have that letter, will you give up chasing the top and be willing to be an ordinary person?

Ever was I scared of the contempt and ridicule at the beginning?

No!

I won't!

Even if I can't become the emperor in the future, even if I encounter more dangers and difficulties in the future, I will not give up!

No matter how many times I face cold eyes and ridicule, I will never give up the ideal in my heart, become stronger and stronger! Not to let the world see me, I just want to take a good look at the world when I stand at the peak!

No matter how upside down fate is, no matter how many twists and turns fate has, no matter how many hesitations and struggles I have to go through, I will never give up!

If there is no righteousness in this world, let me do it!

Let me be righteous and let me judge!

Pen and ink, heart gas!

Li Qing's painting entered a state of madness, and there seemed to be a flame rising in the painting.

The wind is roaring, the thunder is roaring!

The sky in the painting is lower at this time, and the big stone that is pressing the grass seems to become heavier, and the grass is pressed down to death, but it has been growing stubbornly, and has always refused to give up, and the will that everyone can feel must rise to the sky.

Not only Li Qing, everyone present was torturing their hearts, all of them were trembling and difficult to themselves, and many people thought of their fate and their lives.

"I have a broken leg now, and there is no hope for my future? Do I want to watch Zhao Huang and the Zhao family have been at large, and I will bear this pain alone, and be willing to be a wasted person?" Pan Dahai burst into tears at this time, bit his lip, clenched his fist tightly, and pierced his nails into the flesh and blood!

I can't give up!

His heart is roaring, no matter how much suffering there is, he must break through the blockade of fate, he must hold the throat of fate!

If there is fate, let me be in charge!

Pan Dahai raised his head, cried wildly, laughed wildly, and seemed to be crazy.

Xie Wanran's beautiful eyes at this time were also full of tears, she remembered that she was born in a big family since she was a child, but because she was a daughter, she was once placed in a position that was not taken seriously.

She never gave up, she always worked hard and fought for it!

Now that he has finally entered the Wumeng, will he still obey the family arrangement in the future, and will he marry the children of the big family he doesn't know? Are he willing to be the pawns and victims of the family?

"I'm unwilling!" tears welled up in her eyes, and her heart was shouting loudly, she wanted everyone to see, even if she was a daughter, and she didn't let her eyebrows!

Shen Gongzi, who originally said that Li Qing couldn't paint, covered his face with his hands at this time, and his heart was tormented in pain! Li Qing's painting shook his heart, he was born in peace, he used to be not enterprising, he just wanted to be a rich and noble son comfortably, and now he is sad and regrets!

A person around him, all of them had various looks on their faces, caught up in the memories and thoughts of their fate, and one by one couldn't help but tears poured down their faces like rain, struggling in pain, and even crying:

"I come from an ordinary background, am I destined to be an ordinary person?"

"I'm afraid of difficulties, so I have to obey the arrangement of fate and do nothing in my life?"

"I lost the opportunity to enter the Martial Alliance, is my fate already doomed in this life?"

"No, I'm unwilling! I'm going to work hard! I'm going to struggle! I'm going to be a master! I'm going to change my fate!"

Syllable!

At this moment, the paintbrush was suddenly thrown onto the paper by Li Qing, and just fell on the big stone that pressed the grass in the painting, and then the big stone was shattered between the throwing of the brush!

That little grass finally stubbornly broke through the ground and laughed proudly!

This scene shook the hearts of everyone present, and they stood on the spot one by one, as if their bodies and minds were undergoing a restart.

fate!

Zhao family, Zhao Huang, wait for death!

At this moment, Li Qing roared, and his figure swept out like a thunderstorm and lightning.

The pen falls, kill people!

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