Welcome to the power supremacy space

but.

Now is not the time to be delusional.

because.

As soon as the silver blade in his hand shattered, the water dragon attached to it slowly lost its form, gradually turning into a puddle of water and falling to the ground.

"boom!"

Without the obstruction of the water dragon, the piercing beam of light on the black knife immediately burst into a dazzling light, which seemed to cut through the air like a sharp blade.

Ling Xiaocheng hurriedly turned his head away, and with a swoosh, a gash was cut on his cheek, and faint blood flowed out.

"Boom!!"

"rustle!!"

This giant light is like a lightsaber!

Cut everything in front of you in half!

A huge hole was torn open in the pitch-black night sky, revealing a little bit of light inside. This knife seemed to break through the endless night, and dawn was approaching.

The dark cloud originally formed by the rain tiger's freedom technique was cut in half by this knife, and gradually turned into white spots and disappeared into the night, and the rain gradually stopped.

The cherry blossom tree behind Ling Xiaocheng was cut from the middle, as if someone had cut it from the sky with a huge knife, splitting it in two.

The petals of the cherry blossoms flying all over the sky were blown away by the strong wind, and they were far away from the mother's embrace.

The torn hole on the ground wasn't too big, but it also produced traces that were not deep or shallow. One can imagine how powerful this search was.

Aya Xiaocheng kicked her feet!

Step back immediately.

He wiped the blood from his cheek, the silver blade in his hand had been broken in two, and he had lost his weapon. This situation was very unfavorable to him.

Had to find a way to escape.

"Young man, you almost defeated me just now, but your knife broke. It seems that this is fate, and I will not lose here." Uncle Sang smiled while holding the intact black knife.

"Pfft, puff!"

Ling Xiaocheng quickly took out his pistol and fired several shots in a row!

"Ping, Ping!"

Uncle Sang waved his hand.

The two bullets were cut in half instantly.

"Don't worry, boy, I won't kill an unarmed person. When you find a suitable weapon, let's have another duel." The knife in Uncle Sang's hand turned back to silver again, and he said lightly:

"However, it can only be one-on-one. Don't take that little girl anymore, or I won't be merciful."

"Huh?" Ling Xiaocheng asked, "Why? Don't you want to win?"

"Win? Haha, I never do tasks for winning, let alone for points. I just want to see if there are young people I admire in this world, haha!" Uncle Sang laughed.

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"Huh!?" Ling Xiaocheng was very puzzled. In this space of strength supremacy, how can he survive without winning the task and getting enough points to improve his strength?

Many people have exhausted their means, sacrificed others, and even betrayed their teammates all the time for the sake of points, but this uncle in front of him didn't want to win?Not for points?

Just to see if there are young people I admire, wouldn't you believe it if you beat Ling Xiaocheng to death?

"Uncle, are you kidding? Over there, points are everything. If you don't win, how can you survive?" Ling Xiaocheng asked.

He was quite right.

In the power space.

You can buy everything with points, and you can also enjoy everything with points. Not only can you improve your own strength, but you can also get rid of the danger of sweepers.

Although Ling Xiaocheng has never seen the sweeper, nor does he have any information about the sweeper.

However, this is a rule used to clean up contractors with low strength.

Then.

Their strength will certainly not be too weak.

"Live?" Uncle Sang shook his head, his face showed a little vicissitudes, as if he had experienced many things and seen many things, he had the appearance of an expert who sees through the world.

Uncle Sang said indifferently: "Points are actually not everything. If something is lost, it is lost. If you give you another one that is exactly the same, you will no longer have the same feeling as before."

After a pause, he said again: "It's important to live, but don't forget your reason for living."

"The reason for living?" Ling Xiaocheng asked puzzled.

"Well." Uncle Sang stuck the long knife in the ground, and said in a hoarse and heavy voice: "Everyone has a reason to live at every stage. I used to do it for... that's all, let's not mention it, now The reason I live is to see if there are still young people I admire here."

When Uncle Sang talked about the previous reasons, a trace of pain and regret flashed in the corner of his eyes.

Aya Xiaocheng didn't speak any more.

reason to live?

What am I doing to improve my strength?

To survive?

and then?

What is the purpose?

In the past, Ling Xiaocheng's life was just a tool, and completing the task was the reason for his life given to him by the instructor.

But now that he is out of the instructor's control, what is his reason for living?

Some pictures gradually flashed in Ling Xiaocheng's mind.

From the first mission when I first came to the power space, the first time I saw Cha Sae, the first time I saw the Stone Demon, the first time I saw Sakuragi Hanako, the first time I saw Luo Wuhua... until now.

Ling Xiaocheng slowly figured out why he was alive, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Noticing the smile of the young man in front of him, Uncle Sang said with a chuckle: "A person's life is actually very long, and some people are constantly thinking of ways to prolong their lifespan just to live longer and see more..."