Douluo: Wuhun Tianjing, Opening VS Qiandaoliu

Chapter 49 The Saint Paradox
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"At that time, what do you think those people who played the saints in the previous situation would say? Would they follow the man who climbed out of the pit and blame those who watched the dying people die without helping them?"

Nangong Yi looked at Bibi Dong, who had a stiff expression and didn't say a word.

"No, they won't."

"At that time, they would ask, why should we help you? You fell down by yourself, I didn't push you down, what does it have to do with me?"

"Whether you live or die, what does it have to do with me?"

"..."

"People are selfish and only look at things from a perspective that benefits themselves. You think they are being indifferent, but how much better are you?"

"When the blind man walked to the big pit, would you rush out to stop him without hesitation? Even if he didn't believe you, you would forcibly take him away and bring him to a safe road. No matter if he was willing or not, or appreciated it or not, you had to save him!"

"Because you think you are doing the right thing! No matter what the people around you think of you, no matter what the person you saved thinks of you, even if he thinks you are a psychopath, you still have to save him!"

"Even if everyone blames you, no one understands you, and even the person you saved joins the people around him in scolding you, even if that happens!"

"Even if the whole world thinks you are sick! Everyone is against you! Your friends, your family, and even your lover think you are just bored!"

"When the whole world is against you, everyone leaves you! You lose everything you have!"

"Even so, do you still want to save that person?"

"can you do it?"

"Can?!"

"..."

Meeting Nangong Yi's burning gaze, Bibi Dong lowered her head guiltily.

"I can not do it."

"Nonsense!" Nangong Yi looked unhappy.

"Of course you can't."

"Anyone who can do this will become a saint!"

"Everyone in the world is my enemy. They are either crazy or saints. No, saints are also crazy!"

"A man is a man, why do we have to add a saint in front of him? A saint is a saint, why do we have to add a person at the end? A man cannot become a saint, and a saint cannot be a man."

"Even those so-called saints recognized by most people are just tall people among short people."

“Ask that person if he thinks he is a saint?”

"If he thinks he is a saint, then he doesn't deserve it, because a saint doesn't think he is a saint, and a madman doesn't think he is a madman!"

"If he thinks he is not a saint, then he should be self-aware. Why do others still praise him? Is that a sick thing? Isn't that right? They are flattering him to death, right?"

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched slightly, "So, there are no saints, right?"

"Yes!" Nangong Yi's face turned serious.

"A true saint is just a madman who forgets himself and pursues his own ideals. Would people regard such a madman as a saint?"

"If someone is regarded as a saint by everyone, then his thoughts can be accepted and understood by everyone. But, understand the thoughts of a saint? Can you understand the thoughts of a madman? Even the madman himself doesn't understand!"

"So, the saint paradox, there are no saints in this world at all!"

"A man is a man, a saint is a saint. A man cannot become a saint, and a saint cannot be a man. The word saint is a false concept in itself!"

"It's fake! It's all fake!"

Bibi Dong looked strange, "I didn't expect you were a philosopher."

"Philosophy bullshit!" Nangong Yi curled his lips.

"I'm just bragging."

"Just listen to these words, don't take them seriously. If you believe my lies, when you go out in the future and get beaten up, don't mention my name."

"You can take the beating yourself, but don't let me get hurt."

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched wildly.

This guy is really only handsome for three seconds. He is a master in the last second, and in the next second...

"thank you."

Nangong Yi looked around and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

"What else?" Bibi Dong reached out and used a handkerchief to wipe the greasy corners of Nangong Yi's mouth. "I am a hopeless person, but you are still willing to help me. You really are like that non-existent saint..."

Nangong Yi seemed to know a lot about her. Tianjing Beast said that Zijian had the ability to travel through time and space and could see the past and the future. Perhaps Nangong Yi had seen those things and knew what she had done in the past and what she would do in the future.

A hopeless lunatic, but this guy still wants to help her.

In the library, no one dared to say anything about Yu Xiaogang, and no one was willing to say anything, but this guy said it anyway. He spoke to her in front of her, risking being beaten to death by her.

Afterwards, when she went crazy and out of control because of Qianxunji's matter, he still stood in front of her, taking such a big risk, and even almost got stabbed by her. Even so, this guy was determined to wake her up.

Although this guy is lazy all day long, but, the saint...

If there are really no saints in the world, then the closest thing to a saint is probably someone like this guy.

"Are you in love with me?" Nangong Yi looked at Bibi Dong with a strange expression. She was distracted but had a strange smile on her face.

"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend."

The Lord of Tianjing, endless wealth and endless disasters.

From the day the Sky Crystal Beast awoke and found him, the curse had already fallen upon him, and he was destined to have no good ending.

So he even gave up his wife, ran away from home at a young age, went to fight Yuanshi Tianmo in the wilderness, and finally blew up all the Tianjing.

He knew that the explosion of the Heavenly Crystal was due to his own problem. If Yuanshi Tianmo really had the ability to forcibly shatter the Heavenly Crystal, he would not have been hiding in the sewer like a stray dog.

He says he wants to fight to the death with Nuwa, but look at that Babar, does he dare to appear in front of Nuwa?

That Babar doesn't dare, he is just like those keyboard warriors, he can do nothing but talk big. No, this Babar, Yuanshi Tianmo, does have some ability. At least, he can create a bunch of cannon fodder and disrupt the world.

It's not the same as those guys who are good for nothing but barking like dogs.

Not all bastards are qualified to be called Babar. After all, Babar almost killed Leo. But most bastards, what else can they do besides barking?
When the dog leash around their necks is loosened and the dog cages that lock them in are opened, the ferocious mongrel dogs that looked ferocious the last second will immediately become extremely docile. If you let them wag their tails, they will almost be able to fly by using that thing to start the propeller.

Do they deserve the name of Babar?

So, Yu Xiaogang, that guy is not Babar, it really doesn’t deserve it!
Yuanshi Tianmo can barely be considered a qualified Babar.

Don't underestimate Babar!

"Maybe I really fell in love with you." Bibi Dong held Nangong Yi's face and said seriously.

"Then you may be disappointed." Nangong Yi shrugged.

"Why, do you have someone you like?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Qian Renxue? Or Hu Liena?"

"Vulgar!" Nangong Yi's face turned serious.

"A man's ambition should be like the Yangtze River, running eastward to the sea. How can he yearn for the land of gentleness?"

Bibi Dong was a little amused, "What are your ambitions?"

"Smash those Babars up there and restore peace and prosperity to Douluo Continent!" Nangong Yi was full of righteousness.

"Then what?" Bibi Dong asked.

"What happens after all this?"

“You don’t even ask me if I can do it? Instead you ask about the future?” Nangong Yi had a strange look on his face.

Don’t you even doubt this nonsense?

"Of course you can do it, I have no doubt about it," Bibi Dong said.

"So, what next?"

"Later?" Nangong Yi fell silent.

Will he have a future in the future?
Given Tian Jing's character and the curse on him, his future is destined to be full of hardships.

after?

"I should continue to fight and kill more people until... I am killed by someone who is more powerful than me and who doesn't like me." Nangong Yi said.

"Are you so pessimistic? Don't you regret it?" Bibi Dong asked.

"What's there to regret?" Nangong Yi shrugged.

"From the day I decided to pick up the sword and chop people, I was ready to be chopped to death."

"After all, those who cut others will be cut down!"

(End of this chapter)