Calamity Crown

pain!

pain!

The pain flooded in like a tide, and 'Xun' felt numb all over.

Even a trace of 'illusion' appeared.

'Xun' only now felt that someone had broken through his 'hurricane wall', but Goethe's arm was on his shoulder the last moment, this 'feeling' was naturally wrong.

Yes, illusion!

Under the pain, 'Xun' confirmed this.

Don't think about it for a moment.

Instead, he was thinking about how to get out.

Now he... has suffered a fatal chicken fight, and is no longer suitable for fighting.

Must leave immediately!

Thinking of this, 'Xun' no longer hesitated.

Immediately adjust the breathing method.

boom!

The tornado soaring into the sky exploded just like that.

Hundreds of wind blades swept away in all directions.

Every blade of wind is enough to slice through a chariot.

Every wind blade is fast and swift.

Moreover, when hundreds of thousands of wind blades appeared at the same time, a special sense of resonance appeared on the wind blades, and each wind blade became stronger and faster than before.

So drowned Goethe.

'Xun' jumped into the air without looking back.

The wind appeared around him again.

Not only allows him to levitate, but also to fly.

but--

'Xun' felt his back sinking.

Goethe, who was supposed to be drowned by the 'group wind', appeared on his back at some point.

'Xun' subconsciously struggled.

Goethe stepped lightly on his toes.

"Go down!"

Click!

One whisper, one crisp.

'Xun''s spine was crushed by Goethe's foot, and the whole spine was broken into slag like a glass pillar falling to the ground.

"Ahhh!"

Compared with before, almost the same screams appeared.

'Xun' was like a kite falling from mid-air, whirling and smashing into the soil.

However, not dead.

Because Goethe raised his hand to help him.

Holding the unconscious 'Xun', Goethe had doubts in his eyes.

According to the power shown by 'Xun' just now, Goethe directly divided the opponent into the level of 'Title Legend', so when he made a move, he used [Sluggishness] to cooperate with [Opening the World], but when he used [Slowness] to pass through During the hurricane, he suddenly discovered that the power of the hurricane was smaller than he had imagined.

It is completely inconsistent with the kind of power it seems!

It can't reach the level of 'Title Legend' at all, even if it is a 'Legend', because there is too much difference in various comprehensive comparisons.

Seriously speaking, it is the 'third order'.

But how could the 'third-order' create that kind of 'hurricane'?

Doubt made Goethe stop slightly.

He chose a more tactful teasing foot to attack the opponent.

Similarly, he also chose to save the other party's life.

He wanted to know how the other party did it.

"grown ups!"

Wei Wuyou, who was not under any attack, was the first to run over.

At this time, Wei Wuyou became more respectful towards Goethe.

Sure enough, it was the destiny of heaven!

Even the "Xun" of the "Tian Dao League" cannot cause any danger to the destiny.

Nanhai Sijue, Mangshan Six Ghosts, Jiangdong Sanyi, Qian Ding and Sun Liu also limped back. Compared to Wei Wuyou's respect, these people looked at Goethe almost fanatically.

They knew beforehand that Goethe was strong.

But in the previous battles, Goethe's depth could not be seen at all.

Now?

Naturally, you can't see it.

Everything happened so fast.

The rabbit rises and falls like a falcon.

But there is one thing they know.

They didn't have any power to fight back against the 'Xun' of the 'Tiandao League'.

And 'Xun' from the 'Tiandao League' had no power to fight back when facing Goethe.

This is already the most intuitive gap.

At least two grades or more.

This level gap did not make them feel panic.

Because they are in the same camp as Goethe.

All they feel is safety.

"Look at him."

Goethe threw 'Xun' to the crowd, and looked at Mu Jianming.

The appearance is handsome, male and female are indisputable.

This is Goethe's first impression.

long legs.

This is Goethe's second impression.

He looked down and saw his feet clearly.

This is Goethe's third impression.

Suddenly, the attractiveness dropped by half.

"'Tianjianmen' Mu Jianming has met the successor of 'Wu Sheng'."

Mu Jianming bowed his head and cupped his fists in salute.

On the face of the young sect master of the 'Heavenly Sword Sect', it was still difficult to hide his horror.

She has seen the power of 'Xun'.

The opponent almost defeated the entire 'Heavenly Sword Gate' with his own strength. Her father risked his life and waged three sword fights with the opponent before she survived.

Everyone thought it was over.

But the three halls of black wind, blood, and bones that followed told them the impermanence of the world and the horror of reality.

she?

Go with the flow.

In other words, he was forced to become a 'subordinate' of 'Xun'.

Of course she was not reconciled.

Looking for an opportunity for revenge.

And 'Xun' knew about it, and gave her a chance.

She knew that the other party was teasing her, but did she have a choice?

No.

Fortunately!

She got a lucky chance to win.

Once is enough.

The excitement brought about by the reversal of the two poles made Mu Jianming's whole body a little weak. Without hesitation, she took out the 'Heavenly Sword Secret Record' that was hidden next to her body, and handed it to Goethe with both hands.

Goethe frowned slightly.

It's not that there is a problem with the 'Heavenly Sword Secret Record'.

It's... tasteful.

Slightly sour taste.

There is also a little seafood flavor.

Mu Jianming's face turned red all of a sudden.

Although she has been trying her best to keep clean, she did not dare to take a bath under the prying eyes of the three elites of Black Wind, Blood Fiend, and White Bone.

Therefore, the taste is naturally a bit.

"How about I wash it and give it to you later?"

Mu Jianming asked like this.

"Need not."

Goethe shook his head, and just motioned for Mu Jianming to spread out the 'Heavenly Sword Secret Record' in his hand. He observed it carefully, and touched a corner that was slightly clean, dry and unstained.

During this process, Mu Jianming's toes were buckled in the boots again and again.

Not to mention being shy.

Mostly embarrassment.

She wanted to say something to relieve the atmosphere that caused her to retreat directly into the world and never ask about worldly affairs.

However, she is only practicing martial arts and swords on weekdays, and she is not good at words.

What's more, Goethe is very focused and serious.

A literary master named Lu once said that serious men are the most attractive, just as serious women are the most deceptive.

Mu Jianming stared blankly at Goethe.

In my mind, I recalled the scene after Goethe appeared just now.

An enemy so powerful that she despaired was easily wiped out by Goethe.

It was like a ray of light shining straight into her despair-filled darkness.

Lighted up her world.

besides……

Goethe is in great shape!

Goethe, who was wearing big flowered pants and holding a water gun, showed off his perfect and strong figure, strong pectoralis major, and thick arms, making Mu Jianming's face even redder.

However, this time there was no embarrassment.

Just plain shy.

Goethe noticed it, but ignored it.

What he cares more about is the words in front of him——

[Discovered a special unknown secret technique, judging...]

[Judgment passed! 】

[Do you want to consume 20 bloody honor points and integrate into the 'Sword Breathing Method'? 】

[Bloody honor is insufficient, unable to blend in! 】

...

The label of the secret technique has changed to 'unknown'!

And it can be integrated into [Sword Breathing Method]!

"The seeds planted by the 'Mad King' took root and germinated, and they borne fruit."

Goethe thought silently in his heart.

He has not forgotten what the "Mad King" did when he came to this "secret realm" world. Twenty-three kinds of secret arts spread in the form of "secret martial arts", gathering the wisdom of everyone and paving the way for oneself.

The 'Mad King' naturally succeeded.

Goethe can imagine what kind of harvest the "Mad King" has gained from the experiments of many people.

And this harvest is not all!

Because, with the passage of time, these 'secret techniques' are still being perfected and practiced by the aborigines of the 'secret realm' world.

Even, they have already blazed a path that is different but can feed back.

For example, the 'Heavenly Sword Secret Record' in front of you!

For example, the hurricane of 'Xun' just now!

He may not have smelled the 'Flower Fragrance', that was exclusive to the 'Mad King'.

But he ate the 'fruit'!

While it's just a sip, it's not the whole thing.

But he could already imagine how delicious it would be after all the 'fruits' were eaten.

Thinking of this, the corners of Goethe's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Mu Jianming, who had been quietly looking at Goethe, saw Goethe's smile.

Is this rewarding?

As expected of the descendant of the 'Wu Sheng', I just read the 'Heavenly Sword Secret Record' and I have some insights, unlike me, under the one-on-one guidance of my father, it took me a month to get started...

"alright."

Goethe's voice interrupted Mu Jianming's thinking.

"Don't you need to read it a few more times?"

Mu Jianming asked.

"no need."

"I've figured it all out."

Goethe replied.

This is not falsehood.

'Sword of Heaven's Secret Record' can be integrated into [Sword Breathing Method], naturally there are quite a few places that lead to the same goal, and [Sword Breathing Method] is the secret technique that Goethe practiced most seriously.

It can even be said that he relied on his own cultivation to reach an extraordinary level.

Plus that mutated [Silver Human] talent.

After Goethe read the "Secret Records of Heavenly Sword" silently, there were really no secrets left.

Goethe fully remembered and understood.

But for Mu Jianming, this is really incredible.

"Have you understood everything?"

The young master of the 'Heaven Sword Gate' exclaimed.

Then, he couldn't help but nodded again.

"That's right, you are a descendant of Sir 'Martial Sage', as it should be."

"Even, you may also introduce new ones."

Naturally, Goethe couldn't hide such whispers to himself, but Goethe didn't pay attention to the woman in front of him who was obviously a little slow-minded because of the ups and downs of emotions.

He looked at Wei Wuyou.

From the very beginning, Wei Wuyou showed an expression that wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"Wei Wuyou, come with me."

As Goethe said, he walked towards the ruins on one side.

Wei Wuyou's behavior was obviously that he didn't want others to listen.

The Four Wonders of the South China Sea, the Six Ghosts of Mangshan Mountain, Jiangdong Sanyi, Qian Ding and Sun Liu are not idiots either.

After seeing this posture, the strongest South China Sea Four Jue was left to guard the unconscious 'Xun', and the rest were divided into guards in the southeast, northwest, and surrounded the entire ruins to prevent others from approaching.

With such a big commotion, of course most people would not come.

Even hide as far away as possible.

But there is one force that is an exception.

Safety Committee!

Goethe knew this, of course, but he didn't stop it.

With the appearance of 'Tiandaomeng Xun', his already suspicious heart became vigilant again, even though the secret realm in front of him did not show any power that could threaten him.

However, Goethe understood what it means to lose Jingzhou carelessly.

"My lord, do you know anything about the 'Tiandao League'?"

After coming to the secluded place, Wei Wuyou asked directly.

Seeing Goethe shaking his head, Wei Wuyou immediately said——

"Before Lord 'Martial Saint' was born, Thirteen Continents also had martial arts, but most of that kind of martial arts is in the category of ordinary people's understanding. It is nothing more than greater strength, higher jumping and faster running. Quick, but there are also some 'extraordinary skills', for example, 'Tian Dao Meng' has mastered the 'extraordinary skills' called 'breathing method'."

"It is rumored that if you master the 'breathing method', you can count one against ten, or even one against a hundred."

"But most of it was treated as hearsay."

"It wasn't until the birth of Lord Wusheng that this 'breathing method' was confirmed to be true. As a supporter of that dynasty, the 'Tiandao League' at that time was also called 'Tiandaoism', which is different from the current 'Tiandaomeng'. Listening to the Chess Pavilion, the original 'sticky poles' were defeated one by one by Lord 'Wu Sheng', and even the downfall of that decadent dynasty, Lord 'Wu Sheng' can be said to have made great achievements."

"However, the benevolence and righteousness of Lord 'Wu Sheng' did not allow him to kill them all. Therefore, the remnants of the dynasty established the 'Emperor Lotus Sect', and hid in the dark with the renamed 'Tiandao League' and 'Tingqi Pavilion'. Learning the 'Secret Martial Arts' passed on by Master 'Wu Sheng'."

"And, looking for the restoration of the dynasty."

"In fact, in a sense, they've succeeded."

Speaking of this, Wei Wuyou smiled wryly.

"Thirty years ago, the organization 'Xia Ke' was hit hard. It seemed that conflicts and multi-party calculations were bound to erupt, but it was almost the same as the current 'Four Schools and Four Schools'."

"Except for the different organization names, their experiences are the same."

"It's all being..."

"Cut leeks!"

"'Heaven Dao League', 'Emperor Lotus Sect', and 'Tingqi Pavilion' are hiding in the dark, spreading their minions while letting Thirteen Continents develop. When there is an organization whose power reaches a certain level, they will Start harvesting—not only harvesting the life of the emerging forces, but also harvesting the resources of the emerging forces, so as to grow yourself."

"This is the case with 'Xia Ke' and 'Four Schools and Four Churches', and many other organizations are also like this."

"Even some headless cases on Thirteen Continents, like the destruction of the 'Iron Clothes Gate', should be their work."

Wei Wuyou said the words that he didn't dare to say when he was asked by 'Xun' before.

"Um."

Goethe nodded.

He understood what Wei Wuyou said almost instantly.

It's not difficult.

In his 'hometown', similar things happened.

However, the name has also been changed.

Even, to a certain extent, such things always change names and happen in different ways, but the essence never changes.

What is the essence?

The essence is to cut the "middle class" leeks.

The upper strata are protected by a perfect system and cannot be mowed down.

The lower level has long run out of 'resources' and cannot be divided.

Then cut the middle child!

Ingeniously set up names, create anxiety, and harvest with various postures and angles.

For example: 'Love lasts forever, and a flower lasts forever'.

For example: "There should be differences in life, and a villa will see who is superior."

For example: 'If you come, I will train your child, if you don't come, I will train your child's competitor'.

All kinds of methods are all anxiety, so the so-called middle class has to spend a lot of money to invest in education, and spend a lot of money to buy luxury goods with extremely low cost performance to distinguish themselves from the bottom.

But the real rich don't need it, they don't need to compete, let alone show differences.

Because, they were born in Rome.

And can the middle class who do these things be promoted to the upper class?

Do not make jokes.

The people at the top hold the 'scarce resources'. In order to make the 'resources more scarce', they will only tighten the upward channels, or even cut off everything, and only let them enjoy it for themselves.

other people?

Don't think about it.

In order to divert such contradictions, they once again chose the useful "middle class" to divert the hatred of the bottom people.

Infighting.

The extremely useful 'middle class'.

The wealth of the "middle class" has given the upper class a better life, and I myself have given the lower class a better outlet.

It is omnipotent.

And when the 'middle class' slipped to the bottom?

That couldn't be better.

The position of slipping has been vacated, and the bottom has hope and motivation, and the whole society and the country will have vitality, and it will be "thriving".

Then?

Repeatedly.

Will there be a time for a change?

meeting!

The world has changed drastically.

When the street lights come on.

Dang leather...

Goethe stood there, shaking the water gun, and the water in the sink rattled.

It was like a wave.

One after another.

It seemed to be shouting again.

Bloom with life.

Goethe stood there as if asking, or muttering to himself——

"I want to eat braised pork."