Zuo Hao sang a little song and came to the empty martial arts competition arena. He jumped onto the ring and closed his eyes, looking like he was enjoying himself.
"Come out. I can sense your malice from afar. Tianjin rice."
"Hmph, since you know, why aren't you running? Seeing that you're so tactful, I'll let you die a quick death.”
Tien Jin Fan did not hide anymore. He actually flew up to the ring lightly. An evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he approached. Suddenly, his smile froze. He looked behind him and saw Turtle Hermit standing by the ring.
"Old man, are you here to die?”
"I just don't want a genius like you to go astray. It's a pity to follow him.”
"Are you insulting my sect?”
Under the moonlight, Turtle Hermit looked especially upright, like a grandmaster. On the contrary, Tien Jin looked like an evil villain.
"Well, I'm the main character! Alright, since Turtle Hermit is here, you can come up too.”
Zuo Hao said with a smile, successfully attracting the attention of two people. With a wave of his hand, Turtle Hermit felt a force pulling him onto the ring. He didn't resist.
"As the two strongest people on Earth, I have something to tell you. What if there was a huge crisis on Earth…the kind that looked desperate, and you knew that someone could save the Earth, but that person was your opponent?”
" Actually, I quite like the way the audience cheers, but for him, I have to make way for him and let him grow effectively…I…"
"Haha…"
Tianjin Rice laughed as he listened. Then, he looked at Zuo Hao with disdain and said,"
"I was worried that you were someone, but I didn't expect you to be so weak. I'll let you live one more night. Don't cry in the arena.”
He was about to leave when Zuo Hao smiled and narrowed his eyes."
"Sometimes, ignorance is also a kind of happiness…What if this is related to the person you care about the most? For example…dumplings…"
The Tianjin rice man held on and turned around to give Zuo Hao a provocative look. Then, he left without looking back. Zuo Hao smiled bitterly. He sat at the edge of the arena and looked up at the sky. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Although I don't know why you think that way, the path of martial arts is to live towards death…Perhaps you can change your way of thinking and don't have to give way, because you are also a form of tempering for him.”
Turtle Hermit thought for a long time before slowly saying it. Zuo Hao smiled and shook his head after hearing that. He thanked her and left. Turtle Hermit opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He left as well.
He had worked very hard for the past three years, but he felt a sense of despair when he thought about the future. This was not a comic, but the real world. What he saw were not NPCs, but real people, his friends, his family.
No matter how talented they were, they would be useless. Without the Super Saiyan, the entire planet would be destroyed. It wasn't that he didn't feel that he couldn't surpass Sun Wukong, it was just that time had passed.
He had a long lifespan, but he also needed a long time to cultivate. He thought about how he had watched the immortal bean complete three years of bitter cultivation before it reached the late stage of light strength. The dark strength stage was still far away.
……
The next day, Zuo Hao came to the Martial Arts Temple's lounge very early. He looked at the rays of sunlight that shone in and said,"
"Forget it, let's do whatever we want. No matter how worried he was, time would always move forward. There would always be a way. Isn't that right, Silam?"
West Mist, who was wearing a hat, paused for a moment before saying,"
"You've got the wrong person. I am Masked Man!"
"Masked Man? Could it be that Alice was the one who gave him such an old-fashioned name?”
"How could this be?"
Xilan looked at the sinister smile on Zuo Hao's lips and knew that she had been exposed. She helplessly took off her headgear and waited for her master to teach her a lesson.
"I shouldn't have…"
"What should I do? Since you're already here, you can see the difference between people. Here, you are the worst. Do as you see fit.”
"Ah, don't worry, Master. I definitely won't lose…Other than Sun Wukong, there's also Cheng Long…"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Sun Wukong yawning as he walked in. He greeted Zuo Hao, followed by Cheng Long, Dried Forest Yamu Tea for a while, and finally, Tientsin Rice and dumplings.
In the end, the referee, A Mulong, and a few martial monks walked in and started drawing lots to decide their opponents. Zuo Hao could only quietly watch Dumpling use his superpower to cheat, and Sun Wukong's joke…The naive Sun Wukong was shocked to see that everyone actually knew the number on the last tag ball.
"Tianjin rice!"
When the results of the competition came out, Zuo Hao was a little furious. The first match was actually between Xilan and Jiaozi. The second match was between him and Tien Jin Fan. Then, it was the internal battle between the four of them…
"What's wrong? Don't you care about this young man? Let him suffer first, then let me deal with you properly. Look forward to it…Haha…"
"Damn you, if you weren't the main character, I would definitely think of a way to kill you!”
"Master? What's wrong? Why are you so angry?"
"It's nothing, that guy has some enmity with me. Remember, when you fight that little guy later, don't be careless. Also, he has superpowers, so be careful.”
He had thought that it would be the first match between him and Tianjin Rice. Dumpling was very dependent on Tianjin Rice. As long as Tianjin Rice lost, Dumpling would definitely not be in the best condition.
"Master, that little guy can fly!”
The corner of Zuo Hao's mouth twitched. These people's realms weren't that high, but they had skills that could only be obtained after the dark jing stage. Flying, secret mental techniques…He couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
"Go and prepare first. If you really can't do it, admit defeat. I'll go and anger those two pretentious fellows.”
After saying that, Zuo Hao ran over, but he didn't hear Xi Lan clenching her fists silently."Master, I won't embarrass you.”
"Tianjin rice, do you have any dreams?”
At this moment, the referee had already gone out to liven up the atmosphere. West Mist and Dumpling slowly entered the arena. Zuo Hao walked over meaningfully.
"Dreams? I'm going to be the number one assassin in the world, and you're already on my list. How about it? Are you scared?"
"The number one assassin in the world? Isn't that Tao Baibai?"
"Oh, you know my Martial Uncle? Hmph, just because it was him now didn't mean it would always be him.”
"Have you guys not contacted each other for a long time? Or have we lost contact?"
"What do you mean?"
"Let me tell you, he's dead... He died in the Holy Land of Carlin!”
"What is it? Impossible! How is that possible?"
In an instant, Tien Fan felt like he was about to collapse. Tao Baibai had always been his goal, his idol. But he was dead, the number one assassin in the world was dead!
"No, I have to find Master…"
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