Fighter of the Destiny

(I would like to recommend Lord Krishna’s new work to everyone, the title is “Infected Body”, Creation Connection

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These days, the southern envoys came to the north on the occasion of the imperial examination. Xu Yourong led Nanxi Zhai to lay out their battles. There was a turmoil in Kyoto and Luoyang, and thunder gradually appeared in the fields of the imperial court. Chen Changsheng has not made any statement, sitting quietly in the stone chamber to learn the sword. Until now He suddenly exerted his strength and took advantage of the situation in order to force Shang Xingzhou to agree to fight with him.

This whole process was really exhausting.

Of course he wanted to win this battle, but what was more important was the battle itself.

Through this battle, he wanted to push Shang Xingzhou to the edge of the cliff and into the most extreme situation.

He wanted Shang Xingzhou to truly feel the danger of failure, the strange vision, and the hopeless prospect of everything being in vain.

In this way, Shang Xingzhou could face himself, see Xiao Xiao hidden under the green Taoist robe, and face the heart that he had never seen before.

What is Shang Xingzhou thinking in his heart? How does he view everything related to Chen Changsheng?

The few words Chen Changsheng said were his views on Shang Xingzhou.

You refuse to admit your mistake, but you actually know you were wrong a long time ago. So in these years you have never tried to do it yourself, you just let people from the Tianhai family and Daxizhou kill me, because you don't want to kill me at all, although this fact or you yourself don't know.

This view actually makes sense.

With Shang Xingzhou's level of cultivation and his will like an old pine, even if the Pope left many restrictions before his death, even if Chen Changsheng had many helpers and was very careful, if he really wanted to kill Chen Changsheng, how could he count? Years have gone by without any results, and the behavior of General White Tiger is even more like a joke.

This is the truth that Chen Changsheng wants Shang Xingzhou to see, his true intentions.

Shang Xingzhou looked at Chen Changsheng without speaking, his eyes cold.

It seemed that what he was looking at was not a real person, a living life, but some weeds in a pot, a sour fruit.

Is what Chen Changsheng said true?

In those years at the old temple in Xining Town, it was Yu who fed Chen Changsheng with porridge and small fish, and it was Yu who educated Chen Changsheng.

Shang Xingzhou was not close to Chen Changsheng and rarely disciplined him.

So it turns out it's not because he has no feelings for Chen Changsheng, but because he's afraid of getting emotional?

Over the years, the whole world has known that he dislikes Chen Changsheng, but it doesn't understand why.

It turns out that the ridicule, contempt, and disdain are not true. He just wants to keep a distance, so that he can harden his heart?

But in the end, Chen Changsheng still became the shadow in his heart.

How can I erase that shadow, how can I fill it in?

Killing Chen Changsheng wouldn't work either, because those things had already happened.

Or, as Chen Changsheng said.

Admit your mistake?

Several eyes fell on Shang Xingzhou's face.

Shang Xingzhou looked at Chen Changsheng and laughed.

There was an unabashed sarcasm in his smile.

"you think too much."

After saying this, he turned around and walked outside the Chinese Academy of Education.

The green Taoist robe was soaked with blood and looked like a lotus flower, swaying slowly in the wind.

Looking at the figure fading away, Chen Changsheng remained silent and did not speak.

Until the end, no one admitted defeat, but everyone knew the winner or loser.

He defeated his master, the most powerful man in the world.

What he won was not only victory in this battle, but also victory in the spiritual battle between master and disciple.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this is a very remarkable thing and the glory of a king.

Logically speaking, at this time, the ruins of Maple Grove Pavilion, no, the entire National Education Academy should be filled with a happy atmosphere.

But no, because Chen Changsheng remained silent and pursed his lips tightly, so hard that his lips looked a little pale.

The one closest to him was Xu Yourong.

Seeing his silence, the joy in Xu Yourong's eyes gradually faded and turned into very weak pity.

"I never thought you were so good at talking."

She said with a smile, trying to comfort his mood at this time.

Chen Changsheng said a lot to Shang Xingzhou today, and his words seemed a bit sharp under the excitement.

"That's because you don't talk to him very often, otherwise you would know that what he is best at is insulting people."

Tang Sanshiliu said with great joy. He didn't mean to mock Chen Changsheng at all. His face was filled with pride.

Then, he turned around and said impatiently: "Do you want me to invite you?"

The other party didn't understand what he meant.

Tang Sanshiliu said: "The fight is over, why are you still here? If you don't leave quickly, I don't plan to treat you to dinner."

He is the supervisor of the Chinese Academy of Education, so he is certainly qualified to welcome or expel guests.

The problem is that the target of these two sentences is Wang Zhice.

Even Emperor Taizong or Queen Tianhai would not speak in such an impatient tone to Wang Zhice.

No one would use the word pestle against Wang Zhice.

Wang Zhice shook his head, turned around and walked outside the National Education Academy.

"Who are you showing this cool look to? You haven't lost yet!"

Tang Thirty-Six spat on the ground.

Wang Po walked up to Chen Changsheng, looked at his face, made sure there was nothing wrong, and left.

From beginning to end, there was no conversation, no thanks, it was just so indifferent.

This was the case in Xunyang City back then, Wenshui City last year, and Beijing City this year.

Chen Changsheng turned to look at Xu Yourong and said, "I win."

Xu Yourong looked at him with admiration and said, "It's amazing."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and then said: "I didn't cry."

Xu Yourong reached out to wipe the dust off his face and said with some distress, "This is also amazing."

Chen Changsheng looked into the distance.

The courtyard wall over there has collapsed.

That bright yellow royal robe is very eye-catching in the gloomy weather.

The rest of them just stood there.

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There was deathly silence in Baihua Lane.

People were shocked beyond words by the final result.

No one left, either because they were too shocked or because the door of the National Education Academy was still closed.

His Majesty the Emperor and the Pope were talking inside.

After this battle, no one can prevent the brothers from meeting each other.

It's just that half an hour has passed. What on earth were they talking about?

The heavy door of the National Education Academy slowly opened.

Chen Changsheng walked out.

A short sword is attached.

The hair is a little messy.

Covered in ashes and blood.

The eyes are a little red.

Looks very tired.

Even embarrassed.

But no one dares to think so.

Xu Yourong walked on his left side.

Tang Sanliu was behind him.

The King of Linghai saluted solemnly: "Meet His Majesty the Pope."

The priests from the palace all bowed down and saluted.

The sound was sparse at first, but gradually became denser and neater.

More and more people fell to their knees.

There are state cavalry and black armor cavalry.

The ministers of the DPRK also knelt on the ground.

More than ten princes looked at each other speechlessly, and finally slowly knelt down.

Chen Changsheng walked out of the alley.

The crowd fell to their knees.

Like the tide.

Flooded Kyoto.

Until the entire continent.