Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

Seventh page:

At the age of nineteen, my father arranged for me to get married, saying that I would grow up without children. I married a rich girl from a well-off family. The girl is very well-behaved.

After marriage, the girl gave me a pair of children, and I was naturally delighted and delighted.

But when I was overjoyed, I began to wonder again. Didn't my father say that a real man will not be bound by the affection of his sons and daughters?

Eighth page:

Amidst the joy and bewilderment, several years passed, my children grew up gradually, and I was approaching thirty, but I still failed to comprehend qi.

But it doesn't matter anymore, and family life doesn't seem to be bad.

Page Nine:

My father fell ill suddenly, and he died in a blink of an eye.

Before he died, my father looked at me completely disappointed. Obviously, I can't become a martial artist and let him down.

My heart suddenly prickled.

Tenth page:

After that, I fell into a complete daze, on the one hand, the warm life, and on the other hand, my father's eyes.

Does one have to be pure if one wants to be strong? !

I remembered what my father said before, feelings are just bondage.

Eleventh page:

For three years, I was decadent.

On this day, a challenger came to the martial arts hall. The man said that his name was Yuan Qi, and he was a traveling martial artist.

He heard of Shuiyueliu's reputation, so he came to challenge.

I lost, obviously he is not a Martial Daoist, he has no control over Qi, why is he so much stronger than me?

I questioned him, and he said that I was not pure enough, that I lacked the spirit of giving up everything to seek the Tao, and he left after speaking.

Twelfth page:

A month later, I killed my wife and son. The blood stained my eyes and washed away my hesitation.

That night, I became a martial artist.

I understand that my father is greedy, and wants me to have Wushuang's boxing skills, and also wants to continue my blood.

The eyes of my father before he died let me know what he longed for the most, so I gave him the answer!

Page Thirteen:

I escaped from Wucheng, concealed my identity, avoided being hunted down, and at the same time devoted myself to practicing boxing, and gained many opportunities.

Ten years later, I finally gathered my courage and fulfilled my father's expectations of me, a martial arts master.

I found Yuanqi and challenged him, I want to prove my innocence!

Page Fourteen:

Ten years of time has changed, Yuan Qi has long stopped traveling, and has a wife and children.

I asked him, didn't you say that seeking the Tao requires a pure heart?

He asked me, what do you think is pure.

I responded, naturally without any entanglement, to pursue martial arts wholeheartedly, and said that I killed my wife and son.

After Yuan Qi heard about it, he looked at me with pitiful eyes, and said, "So you think that feelings are bonds?!"

"I always thought that love is fate, and a truly pure heart will not think that love is a tie, but will turn it into help."

"Thinking that feelings are bonds can only prove that your heart is not pure."

"Those who cannot understand and bear sorrow cannot reach the highest level of boxing."

I didn't react to Yuan Qi's words, but his pitiful eyes hurt me deeply.

I recalled the disappointed look in my father's eyes before his death. Even though they expressed different emotions, they were so close to me.

I want to challenge Yuan Qi, but Yuan Qi is unwilling to accept my challenge, and refuses to make a move no matter what.

Page fifteen:

Half a year later, I took advantage of Yuan Qi's time to go out and killed his whole family, so that he could fight me wholeheartedly.

I left a letter, and as expected, Yuan Qi rushed over quickly with anger and killing intent.

In Wucheng, ten years have passed, and the former Shuiyue Pavilion has been dilapidated.

And right here, I have waited for the person I am most eager to defeat in the past ten years.

For ten years, every day and night in my mind, Yuan Qi's original words echoed in my mind.

Sixteen pages:

Yuanqi finally arrived. I looked at him and said that after losing the restraint, you have become stronger.

Yuan Qi said, what makes me stronger is not the loss of restraint, but because I feel sadness and also bear sadness. You are idiots. An idiot like you is destined not to understand. The true power of boxing source.

When I heard this, I just laughed wildly, saying that I don't believe in sadness, but only in strength.

We fought together, and the Shuiyue Pavilion was quickly razed to the ground.

I am dozens of times stronger than I was ten years ago, and Yuanqi, the speed of becoming stronger is not as fast as me.

But the final result was that none of us won, and the final result was that we both suffered losses and died together.

At the moment of dying, what reverberated in my mind was not the fear of death, but the ancestral hall that night that had been forgotten, I don’t know how many years ago.

It seems that at the earliest time, I never thought about becoming a strong person.

...

Zhao Chengcheng read the whole tragic story in this way, and in the illustrated book, the card of Quan Chi also became the words Kongyue (Quan Chi).

There is no distinction between good and evil in human nature, but acquired education and guidance can form a child's view of good and evil.

There is a way, there is no kindness and no disgusting body, there is goodness and maliciousness, knowing good and evil is conscience, doing good and eliminating evil is investigating things!

This is the word of a saint.

Quan Chi Kongyue's life, the existence of his father, runs through his life, and it is also the root of his tragedy.

As for the appearance of Yuan Qi, it can only be said to be a coincidence.

The seeds were planted by Kong Yue's father a long time ago. What Yuan Qi said just made the seeds grow up in advance.

At the same time, after reading such a story, Zhao Cheng became more determined in his mind.

Feelings are by no means a constraint, but a boost, a boost that can push him to climb higher peaks.

Obviously, Yuan Qi understood this, but Kong Yue didn't.

However, although reason is reason, when reason has not been transformed into power, power is also very important.

Both powerful and reasonable, this kind of person is truly invincible.

Kongyue's tragedy stems from life experience, while Yuanqi's tragedy stems from insufficient strength!

After Zhao Cheng thought about it for a while, he found that his sword raising skills had increased a little bit of proficiency. Obviously, in the story, spiritual power can also be absorbed, but very little.

"Kongyue and Yuanqi lived in the era before the nuclear war, and Moyun City at that time may have been Wucheng."

Zhao Cheng thought to himself.

Because he traveled through a hundred years before, he knew the approximate history. The nuclear war in this world happened in the era of Xia Kingdom's rule.

And from Kongyue's diary, there is no specific time.

Obviously, when the other party was alive, he didn't have the habit of keeping a diary. The diary in front of him was just an extraction of the most profound information in the other party's life.

...

In reality, Zhao Cheng opened his eyes, his last memory was the familiar gavel.

That hammer was a bit too strong, and the sharpness of Kong Jie's eight points could only leave a shallow mark on it.

However, the most frightening thing is the Mantra Kung Fu of the painstaking person, that is, mental attack. He barely fought two moves with the opponent, and in the third move, the mental trance became more serious. In the end, the opponent seized the opportunity and once again Hammered his head off.

Zhao Cheng also just discovered that the effect of the opponent's mental attack can be superimposed.