Na Luo Sheng ((lick tiǎn) tiǎn) (lick tiǎn) knife wounds, but it can be seen that there is a trace of excitement on his face.

He twisted his neck and immediately rushed towards the female swordsman.

"Later, I gradually realized that not only am I not a genius, on the contrary, I am inferior to ordinary people, and I can be said to be stupid," he said. ”

"Martial arts that others can succeed in once practice, I often need to practice a hundred times, a thousand times. ”

"So I found a stupid path, which is to keep challenging the masters and learn from the fighting. ”

"I don't have an excellent satoru (sex xìng), but at least I have hands and feet to fight!"

"I'm constantly looking for masters to challenge, once I fail, I will challenge ten times, ten times if I fail, I will challenge a hundred times!"

The two separated, and dozens of sword wounds were added to Na Luosheng's legs, and the blood (flesh ròu) of the two legs was blurred, and his mobility was weakened again.

Luo Sheng was still unmoved, and once again took the initiative to find a female swordsman to attack.

He said: "After a defeat in a battle, others can always learn lessons and summarize their own shortcomings, and after improvement, they can go to the next level." ”

"But I was so stupid that I couldn't learn the lessons, and I failed, but I didn't know why I failed, and I didn't know what I should have done to avoid this failure. ”

"I have no choice, I can only pass more challenges, like an ignorant fool, challenge the master again and again, in the eyes of others, I am simply a madman. ”

Speaking of this, Na Luo Sheng ripped off the robe from the body.

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

What kind of body it was, I can't describe it.

It can be said that the first half of Luo Sheng's ** (body shēn) is almost all wounds! Old scars are covered by new injuries, and new injuries are covered by new injuries.

The upper half of his entire ** (body shēn) is a scarred body, without an inch of intact skin, like a twisted and hideous monster piled up with scars.

Luo Sheng said in a flat tone: "I can heal my wounds and smooth my wounds and scars, but I didn't do it. ”

"I know I don't have that much time, and every time I fail and get injured, when I'm only six or seven percent back, I start challenging the masters who beat me again. ”

"Since I can't summarize my shortcomings through experience, I let my body remember the feeling of failure and being injured. ”

"My life's goal is not to allow myself to suffer the same injury twice in the same (body shēn) body!"

The female swordsman kicked Luo Sheng to the ground, and he bombarded the ground fiercely, blowing up a crater with a radius of ten miles!

Na Luo Sheng stood up from the center of the crater with difficulty, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and said, "Although I have not been able to complete this goal to this day. ”

"But I'm close. ”

"I've always had low self-esteem, and even when people say I'm a stupid person, I believe them. ”

"Other martial artists are constantly seeking their own way up, and they are constantly improving themselves and pushing themselves to a higher height. ”

"But I have low self-esteem, I don't dare to have this kind of extravagance, I just look at their backs with envy, I don't dare to hope to improve myself, I just hope to make up for my own defects and shortcomings, I am already very satisfied. ”

"You don't understand the feeling of disappointment. ”

"I have no choice, I can only force myself not to stop. ”

"Others become stronger through promotion, and I become stronger through self-denial again and again, by making up for my stupid mistakes. ”

At this time, everyone was shocked to find that the frequency of Na Luo Sheng's injuries had actually begun to decrease!

However, the female swordsman's combat ability has not declined! This shows that Luo Sheng is getting stronger instead!

Na Luo Sheng ((lick tiǎn) tiǎn) took the blood stains on the corners of his lips, and said: "I am in this kind of inferiority, in constant self-denial, no matter the cost, no matter the number of times to challenge the master." ”

"In the process of failure after failure, my body gradually remembered the feeling of being beaten, the feeling of being hurt, and the angle and direction used by others to cut wounds on me. ”

"Gradually, I started winning. ”

"When I didn't return to my residence with my scarred and almost dying body and lick my wounds alone, I set off again at dawn the next day. ”

"I've never experienced what pride is, I trampled my self-esteem under my feet, crushed it, I told myself, I don't need this kind of thing, I'm not afraid of the ridicule and ridicule that comes after failure. ”

"Even if I fail a thousand challenges, I only need to win once, and I will be satisfied. ”

"I have been living in self-denial, but gradually I began to win, until one day I suddenly realized that I had defeated all the opponents in the sect. ”

"I actually lost the goal of the challenge, and looking at the sect, there is no one who is qualified to stand in front of me. ”

"So I left the sect and began to go to the wider world, to find new enemies. ”

When they heard this, everyone, including Xiang Nan, was moved, and they felt a shock from the depths of their souls!

Clang!

There was a loud bang that shook the sky.

Luo Sheng, blocked the deadly sword attacked by the female swordsman!

"Blocked?" the crowd gasped.

The female swordsman also had her pupils constricted, and exclaimed: "Impossible! This sword can definitely hit you, you can't catch it!"

There was a glint of excitement in the eyes of the Narasheng Ghost King, but there was still no smile on his face, which may be closely related to his experience since he was a child.

"I have never enjoyed the joy of victory, for every time I defeat an enemy, I know that there are more powerful people waiting for me, and they can easily trample me under my feet. ”

"I'm not a genius, I can only use the most stupid way to make myself stronger slowly. ”

Na Luo Sheng slashed backhanded, sending the female sword Hao Zhen flying, and then his body turned into a beam of residual light.

The female swordsman's pupils contracted, and she said, "I feel it!"

She was unmistakably slashed towards Luo Sheng and unfolded a block.

But this knife is actually wrong! It didn't follow the direction judged by the female swordsman!

This knife, with a bang, slashed the female swordsman's collarbone and slashed her sideways.

Wounded! That female swordsman was injured for the first time after casting Soul Silence!

"How is this possible!" the female swordsman covered her wounds and said angrily: "My judgment will never be wrong! This knife should not be like this!"

Luo Sheng finally showed a faint smile: "You didn't listen to me carefully, I said, I don't sum up the experience of failure, I only let the body remember the feeling of injury." ”

"That knife, even I don't know how it was released, it was my (body shēn) body, regulating itself. "I don't judge, I only attack. ”