Chapter 7: The Heart of the Strong

Helo stood on the trunk of the tree and muttered to himself, in three days, even if the speed was slow, he should have reached the edge, and the few people who were hostile to him were almost scattered.

Now it's time for Herro to strike!

"Squeak Squeak......"

The sleeping spiked beast next to him saw that Helo had woken up, and quickly stood up and squeaked.

The round body of the little beast is like that of a human, standing on both feet, and it is very funny to be cute.

"You want to come with me?" asked Herlo, who had been in a meditative state for three days, but everything around him was in his senses, and the little spiked beast had been with her for three days in his natural ways.

"Squeak Squeak......"

The little beast nodded vigorously, and a pair of big black eyes looked at Helo pitifully, and it was difficult for people to refuse.

Helo laughed, shook his head, and immediately, he broke off and touched the little beast's little head, and the seven-colored divine light emanated from his fingertips, wrapping the little beast, at this time, the blessing of nature is a kind of divine power of the natural avenue, which can protect the little beast, at least he has no life danger in the face of the demonic beast below the fifth level.

When the little beast was still wondering about the splendor in front of him, Helo had already jumped up and shuttled into the distance.

At this time, it was still early in the morning, the fog had just cleared, and Helo shuttled through the forest, he fused his innate spiritual sense with the natural avenue to perceive the surrounding situation, and in the midst of nature, every grass and tree was his eyes.

"There are two teams within a five-kilometer radius, and the average strength is around level 5. Helo muttered to himself.

The students who are still in the fringe area are all some weaker students, and they form a team to hunt demonic beasts here, and the overall strength of several people is also strong.

Helo did not stop, and continued to shuttle through the forest, the force of nature centered on him, radiating, he used the grass and trees as his eyes, probing the surrounding situation.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in his perception.

This is a warrior with a broadsword, he is alone in the wind wolves, fighting alone, he opens and closes with a kind of courage before the battle.

Helo was shocked in his heart, the wolf clan is the most ferocious race, there is no doubt about this, the wolf clan monsters have strong strength, and they like to live in groups, a wolf pack can have dozens or even hundreds of wolves, the weakest adult wolf clan are all fifth-level monsters, and the wind wolf clan is generally at the sixth-level level, and the powerful wind wolf king has seventh-level strength, in the face of hundreds of wind wolves, even Helo has to weigh it.

It can be said that it is a kind of sadness to meet a Feng wolf pack, but that student is the opposite, his face is as resolute as iron, and his eyes are full of excitement.

He was bloodied in the wolves, his body was bright, his fighting spirit was dazzling, this student completely gave up defense, and his whole body was used for attacking, the giant sword was whirring in wheel, every time he swung the giant sword, there would be a wind and waves falling in a pool of blood, the bright silver fighting spirit was stirring, he was fierce and powerful, and the wolves were cold.

"Whew-"

The Wind Wolf King's eyes were red, and he opened his mouth to spit out a wind blade, striking the student with a devastating force.

The wind blade flickered and sent out a sharp roar in the air, and the student's eyes burst out with a brilliant light, he shouted angrily, turned around and slashed out a silver sword qi.

The silver sword qi was more than ten meters high, cutting five ancient trees one after another along the way, and then meeting the cyan wind blade.

The two intersected but there was no imaginary energy explosion, and the silver sword light passed through the wind blade like a devastating one, and then cut it off under the panicked gaze of the Wind Wolf King behind him, and blood splattered several meters high.

The seventh-level Wind Wolf King was killed with one blow without any suspense.

The leader was killed, and the rest of the wind and waves had a little fear in their hearts, and the green eyes stared at the student, and cautiously stepped back.

This student is like a killing god, and the wind wolf blood under his feet is almost like a river of blood, but he doesn't even frown, which has to be admired for his character.

The bright silver glow faded, and the student thrust the swarthy greatsword back into the scabbard behind his back, then ignored the remaining dozens of wind wolves and strode away.

Until the figure of the student disappeared from view, many wind wolves still stared at him cautiously, for fear that he would turn back and go on a killing spree, this time the most ferocious race was killed to the point of coldness, and the most primitive beast nature was replaced by deep fear, making them show their weakest side.

From beginning to end, Herro was perceiving this battle, and through the eyes of grass and trees, Herro had a clearer understanding of the student's strength.

That student's strength is not his fighting spirit, nor is it his fighting spirit, especially his real horror lies in his heart.

He has a heart like a sword, once he locks on the enemy, he will focus on the enemy, no longer pay attention to others, from his abandonment of defense and only focus on attack, you can see how resolute his heart is, this is the heart of a strong man, Helo asked himself.

If nothing else, he will have a place in the competition of the younger generation in the future.

Combat power is important, but if you lose the heart of a strong man, everything is vain, and the real strong must have the heart of a strong man, and the heart creates a strong man. Helo said to himself, for a time his heart had wavered, and there was one thing that had always been a haze in his heart.

Suddenly, he remembered something that Slawy had said.

"The heart is as big as the world, and the most important thing in a person's life is not where to stand, but in which direction to go. ”

"How big the heart is, how big the world is...... Helo muttered to himself, this sentence made a deep impression on Helo, and now he finally understands the chill of this sentence, and the heart casts a strong person.

"Helo, are you still haunted by that battle in the fifth year?" said Charte's voice, who had been with Herro for nine years, and naturally knew what the latter was thinking.

"Well, I think it is necessary to fight him in the future, this matter has always been a knot, and it is likely to affect my heart in the future, and I must defeat the opponent who defeated me. Helo shuttled through the woods, his words were flat, but the fighting spirit in them was unmistakable.

"Helo, sometimes I really think you're scary, and I don't know you a little bit. Standing on the surface of the sea, Charlt looked up at the Soul Origin above him, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Recently, I have always been unable to control my emotions, and only when I comprehend the natural path will my heart be at peace. Helo shook his head, he sometimes had a trace of killing intent, even he himself was surprised, but at this time, most of them were suppressed by the Natural Dao, "Maybe it's primordial." ”

"Really?" said Charlt, though he didn't see anything, but he felt that things were not so simple.

In the following time, Helo made a big circle in the woods, and he found many students, but most of them were weaker, and someone as strong as that student had not really found out.

The Demon Canyon was so huge that even the edge area was very wide, and Herlo expected the scope of Vincent's Demon Martial Arts Academy's activities to launch a carpet search in this area.

After three days of searching, and after making sure that there were no potential enemies, Helo decided to go deeper.

Helo walked barefoot in the woods, walking deeper, he listened to the strange sounds of nature, his steps had a natural rhythm, his whole body was haunted by the essence of plants and trees, and the seven-colored light flowed, reflecting his tranquility and peace, like a child of nature.

"I always feel like what's going to happen. He Luo unleashed his innate spiritual sense to perceive the situation around him, and along the way, he was restless and had to wait for it, for a person like him who was extremely close to nature, some feelings would not go wrong.

After walking for a while, this feeling became more and more intense.

"Helo, it seems that your feelings are right. Charte's eyes narrowed, even if the former ancient forbidden god only had one consciousness left, his perception ability was extremely powerful, which was not comparable to ordinary powerhouses.

As soon as Charte's words were spoken, a figure appeared in Helo's perception.

This is a tall figure, he carries a dark broadsword on his back, shimmering in the sunlight with a cold and faint metallic luster, this figure has a resolute face, although he is sitting there, but from the breath he releases, it can be easily perceived, this is a strong man.

"Is that him?" said Helo, his eyes narrowed.