Chapter 394: The Sky is Cool and a Good Wang Po (II)

Decades ago, there was a young man in Tianliang County, his name was Wang Po.

From the day he appeared, the era of wildflowers blooming in the cultivation world has officially arrived.

He is a genius of cultivation and a genius of battle, whether it is cultivation talent or combat ability, he will always be the strongest person among the cultivators of his time. After Zhou Dufu, he is the only one who transcends the realm of his own era and is undoubtedly the strongest. From the Qingyun List to the Dianjin List, and then to the Leisure List, he is the top of the list, and he is even more beautiful than today's Akiyama-kun and Xu Yourong. Whether it is Treading Snow Xunmei, who once won the first place in the Great Dynasty Examination, or the Liang Wangsun who has been inherited by the family and accumulated for thousands of years and burst out in one day, it is difficult to match it. Xun Mei even because of him, in the Heavenly Book Mausoleum for more than 30 years of hard work without going out, in order to be able to surpass him, Xiao Zhang, who is known for his arrogance and madness, even went mad and almost became a waste.

Now that he has cultivated to the pinnacle of the Gathering Star Realm, only under the five saints and the wind and rain of the eight directions, except for Su Li, a peerless powerhouse who travels all over the world, or a legend of the previous generation such as the Khan Qing God General, no one is stronger than him. And don't forget that it has only been a few decades since he officially started to practice, and he is favored by the human world to be able to enter the Holy Realm, become the next generation of saints, or take over from a certain Bafang Wind and Rain, and it is even very likely that he will go further and enter the legendary Divine Hidden Realm!

The streets were dead silent.

People looked at the middle-aged man in green clothes in the ruins of the inn, where did they dare to speak out. At the end of the long street, the expression on Liang Hong's face was extremely complicated, thinking about the past many years ago, a few unhealthy reds appeared on the face of the charming man, obviously over-agitated, on the other side of the long street, Xue Heshen looked at the knife he casually carried in his hand, remembering what Su Li had said to him a few days ago, and a feeling of frustration arose in his heart.

At that time, Xue He asked Su Li why the world thought that he could not catch up with Wang Po. Su Li told him that he was too far away from Wang Po in terms of both knives and people, and he asked why, Su Li said that because he wanted to use seven knives, and Wang Po only used one. This answer made him realize something, and he thought he understood something, but it wasn't until the moment before, when he saw that the knife in Wang Po's hand slashed Xiao Zhang twice, and the wall in Xunyang City collapsed, he knew that Su Li's answer was perfunctory.

He is not as good as Wang Po, and it has nothing to do with using a few knives. Even if Wang Po is willing to use three hundred and sixty-five knives and change one knife every day, he is still not as good as Wang Po, the realm difference between him and Wang Po is too far, this has nothing to do with perseverance and will, only with talent, this kind of recognition is so desperate and sad.

Wang Po's appearance brought a great mental impact to Liang Hongxiang and Xue He, who were about to leave, and also brought great pressure to the entire Xunyang City, especially the people in the city who wanted to kill Su Li, so that there was a dead silence. Only Chen Changsheng was shocked, but also gave birth to infinite warmth.

Yes, not ecstasy, but warmth.

Ecstasy is often a surprise, from the unexpected. Warm, more peaceful, more profound, more long, that is a kind of gratification that what he wants and wishes perfectly coincides with reality - he doesn't know why Wang Po appeared in Xunyang City, he is grateful for Wang Po's appearance, for Su Li and for himself, for those naïve and naïve thoughts.

At this moment, Wang Po's body shook slightly, and then coughed.

He coughed up blood, and there was spirit in every mouthful of blood.

Everyone could see that he coughed, and he was tired and haggard. Even if he is Wang Po, in the face of opponents of the level of Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun, especially with one enemy and two, it is difficult to say that he will win, and if he wants to retreat from the enemy with one sword, he used extremely tough means, so that he was injured that he should not have suffered.

The breeze blew the ruins of the inn, the white paper on Xiao Zhang's face rattled, but the confusion in his eyes could not be dispersed, Liang Wangsun's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and there was also a very strong shock and puzzlement. During the battle, Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun once exclaimed—they thought Wang Po was crazy.

They are all people in the free list, they have often learned since they were young, they are actually very familiar with Wang Po, they know Wang Po's temperament, Wang Po's realm, Wang Po's camp, Wang Po's likes and dislikes, and Wang Po's style of acting. They know that although Wang Po is now half the master of Huaiyuan, he has never considered himself a southerner, and Wang Po can't have a good impression of Lishan, the most important thing is that Wang Po doesn't like Su Li - Su Li is too scattered, like a cloud, Wang Po is too self-disciplined, like an account book that has been turned over countless times, why would he save Su Li?

They are all powerhouses at the peak of the Gathering Stars, and they are very clear about Wang Po's realm cultivation. Of course, Wang Po is not strong, but it is absolutely impossible to defeat the two of them so lightly, and even let them suffer injuries that cannot be recovered in a short period of time, the only possibility is that Wang Po used his strongest means, so that he was also seriously injured.

Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun are now injured and unable to fight again, Wang Po seems to have more spare strength, but in fact he has paid more, and it may even affect his future monastic career. Why? Why is he so tough and resolute, and why is he willing to pay such a big price for a southerner?

"Why did you want to save him?" There were a little blood stains on the white paper, like plum blossoms, which made Xiao Zhang's eyes more and more bloody and fearful. He stared at Wang Po deadly, feeling the raging True Yuan in the meridians, and asked in a hoarse voice, angry and puzzled.

Wang Po was a little tired, and the tails of his eyebrows drooped down more, so he looked even more shabby, and with the green clothes that were washed to a slight whiteness, he really looked like a tent man in an ordinary inn. He asked Xiao Zhang rhetorically, "Why did you kill him?"

Xiao Zhang didn't think about it, and said confidently and even magnificently: "Because I don't like him." ”

Wang Po was silent for a while, ignored the madman, and looked at Liang Wangsun.

Liang Wangsun's face was pale, his eyes gradually turned from gloomy to bright, and he said, "I have an enmity with him. ”

This is a calm and powerful reason.

Wang Po said: "Don't fight for a while. ”

Liang Wangsun said: "Seize the day." ”

Wang Po said: "It's not moral. ”

Liang Wangsun said: "Your righteousness is not my righteousness. ”

Wang Po said: "The righteous one, the great profit." ”

Liang Wangsun said no more.

Wang Po looked at Xiao Zhang again, looked at the eyes behind the blank paper, and said: "You don't like him, so you want to kill him, I don't like you to kill him, so I don't let you kill him." ”

Just like the previous Q&A between Su Li and Chen Changsheng, many things in the world are as simple as that.

Tianliang Wang Po, it is really not simple.

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(Hello everyone, my name is not simple.) See you tomorrow. )