He Has a Dragon

The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

Wang Le remembered a saying that the old guy often said when he was in the mysterious army.

This is not much different from what Qingyangzi's words meant, that is, only by constantly honing yourself and going through many hardships can you reach the pinnacle of your art.

Fighting his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, walking on a bloody road riddled with bones, Wang Lecai achieved the myth of being invincible on the throne in just three years.

So the same is true for the path of martial arts that we are going to take now. What's more, for people like Wang Le who follow the path of killing, if they want to never stop improving their martial arts skills, then only by constantly fighting and killing people can they have the opportunity to ascend to the path of martial arts. peak.

Because there is never a shortage of geniuses in this world, but there are only a handful of people who can reach the pinnacle of martial arts in the end.

And those giants who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts are all tough-minded and decisive people. They challenge all the way and kill till they bleed and draw experience from them to improve themselves.

The cruelty of the road to the pinnacle of martial arts can be seen in one general's achievements and withered bones!

Wang Le's original intention has always been to pursue great freedom, so the prerequisite must be sufficient strength. Otherwise, this so-called great freedom will be just a rootless floating platform and a castle in the air.

Before Wang Le knew about the so-called martial arts world, he thought he could be invincible in the world with his own strength and the power of the Deception Eye. Then he worked hard in the business world, established his own business empire, and never got rid of the shackles of money. , take a two-pronged approach, and you will be at ease.

But the ideal is beautiful, and the reality is cruel. Unknowingly, when Wang Le looked back, he realized that he had formed a causal relationship with the martial arts world.

The old guy, the mourner, Li Mubai, Grandpa Jiyang, Hong Burang, and later the fat hunchback and the male thief made Wang Le deeply involved, and he further realized that the existence of the martial arts world could not be ignored or escaped at all. .

Therefore, Wang Le had to make changes and left Feicheng to give up his grand plan of working side by side with Fatty to build a business empire.

For a moment, Wang Le, who was sitting at the dinner table, thought a lot because of Qingyangzi's words, and his mood fluctuated greatly.

"The road is long and long. I will search high and low. I never thought that there is still a world of martial arts in this world. One day, I will achieve the myth of invincibility and stand at the pinnacle of martial arts just like I did in the mysterious army. !" Wang Le thought to himself with unusual determination.

Of course,

These words are just what Wang Le thinks about in his mind and will never be spoken out.

Because only actions can speak for themselves. Talking through words will never accomplish anything and will only add to the jokes.

Wang Le has always been an activist, and he doesn't even bother talking.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, he saw Qing Yangzi, who was sitting opposite, calmly taking out a pair of brass-colored metal bracelets with mysterious patterns from the sleeves of his Taoist robe.

Wang Le came back to his senses as soon as his eyes lit up. He suppressed his thoughts and looked at the metal bracelets Qingyangzi placed on the dining table.

At this time, Qingyangzi smiled slightly and showed a gentle look, and looked at Wang Ledao: "Although I know that you lack the ancient extreme striking skills, your future belongs to Nanhua Temple, and it is limited to the rules of the sect. I can't break it. The rules will teach you the martial arts skills I have practiced."

"But as an elder, I not only have an old relationship with your grandpa Ji Yang, but we are also from the same sect and were both members of the mysterious army. So after thinking about it for a whole night, I decided to give you this pair of top-quality magic weapon gloves." Suitable."

After finishing speaking, Qingyangzi pushed the metal bracelet in front of Wang Le.

Wang Le heard that it was a top-quality magic weapon. Although he didn't understand it, he knew that it must be a rare and good thing.

Besides, Qingyangzi, who respects his status, would certainly not give a piece of junk to a junior like him, so Wang Le couldn't help feeling excited.

Then Wang Le quickly left his seat and stood up, putting away the bracelet solemnly without saying anything polite, and then said respectfully: "Thank you, senior, for the reward."

Seeing that Qingyangzi did not get up, he smiled and waved his hand, then motioned Wang Le to sit down, and then said: "This pair of top-quality magic weapon gloves was used by me in my early years of fighting in the martial arts world. Later, with the The improvement in martial arts cultivation has never been used again, so giving it to you today is not considered a secret investment."

At this time, Wang Le couldn't help but think of the last time he fought with Hong Burang. The opponent also used a magical weapon called the Armor-breaking Gloves, but it was destroyed by his own brute force in the end.

Of course, the pair of gloves given by Qing Yangzi are definitely better than the pair of armor-piercing gloves given by Hong Burang.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le couldn't help but ask Qingyangzi: "What is the name of the fist that the senior gave me to this kid?"

Qingyangzi glanced at Wang Le and replied with a soft smile: "Fists can conquer mountains and rivers."

"Uh!" Wang Le was startled. His name was so lofty and lofty that it left Young Master Wang speechless. He didn't know what to say.

Then Qingyangzi laughed and said: "If this pair of gloves is just a top-quality magic weapon, it won't be that valuable. The main thing is that it only needs to be reforged to become a magic weapon."

Wang Le was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of confusion and said: "Magic weapon?"

Qingyangzi hummed and said: "Strictly speaking, this pair of top-quality magic weapon gloves is actually a magic weapon embryo."

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "As for the magic weapon, I won't explain much here. When you enter Nanhua Temple in the future, you will have enough opportunities to know and learn about the magic weapon. Knowledge."

Having said this, Qingyangzi chuckled and said: "If these fists were a magic weapon, your kid's current martial arts training would not be able to use it, because the magic weapon would consume a huge amount of innate power."

Of course, what Qingyangzi didn't know at this time was that the innate power in Wang Le's body was different. If he had known, then he wouldn't have said that.

Wang Le snorted, and then he stopped dwelling on the issue. Instead, he changed the subject and asked, "Senior, how do you use this pair of gloves?"

Qingyangzi smiled and said: "It's very simple. Now I have erased the original ownership mark of this fist to control the mountains and rivers. I will teach you the ritual formula later so you can easily control it."

"With your physical strength and the power of this fist to conquer mountains and rivers, you will definitely be even more powerful when fighting against others."

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi looked at Wang Le and said solemnly: "This fist that conquers mountains and rivers was originally given to me by the master of the temple, so you must cherish it, do you understand?"

Of course, Wang Le nodded respectfully in response, and then patted his chest and made a promise to reassure Qingyangzi. Only then did the other party nod with satisfaction.