I Changed My Profession To Boxing At The Beginning, And Used My Two Fists To Crush My Fate.

After getting in the car, Mo Xiaosao quickly brought many precious medicines, all of which were used to soothe his spirit.

Ye An resisted a little and said, "I don't have the habit of taking medicine."

Mo Xiaosao smiled and said: "Young Master Ye, most people are a little resistant to the word medicine. They instinctively think that medicine is three parts poison."

"But times have changed."

"The old scholars in Tianyi Academy have long minimized the harmful effects of drugs. In addition, you are a physical practitioner and your metabolism system is extremely strong."

"This medicine will not have any side effects on you."

"Almost none of the geniuses in Gao Tianyu do not take medicine."

"Martial arts masters will use medicine to speed up the recovery of the body for tomorrow's training."

"And, there are also drugs that enhance training status."

"Many people take dozens of drugs before training."

Ye An nodded and said, "I know all this."

"But I just don't want to use drugs."

"Okay." Mo Xiaosao stopped insisting.

Ye An leaned on the comfortable back seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Suddenly he said again: "Don't arrange these arrangements for me in the future."

"I do not need."

"Don't you like this feeling?" Mo Xiaosao said seriously: "You are a descendant of Ye Tianwen, and you are also a monster with infinite talents."

"If you walk down the street like a normal person, it reduces the awe of the infinite."

Ye An chuckled and said, "Mainly because it will affect my practice."

Mo Xiaosao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I understand."

The fundamental reason for Ye An's strength lies in an article he read when he was a child.

"The most powerful power in this world is the intuitive state, talent, and skills."

"Those in the Ninth Realm are prone to the sky falling apart and the earth splitting apart, destroying the stars and catching the moon."

"Those in the divine realm take Tao as their root, and their palms are bounded by birth and death."

"Those who are above the realm of gods will live as long as heaven, exist forever, and rule the world."

"Where is the one in heaven? No one knows about this."

"If we want to become that strong, we must need huge resources!"

"So the key to the problem is how to obtain resources and rely on family background?"

"I can tell you readers clearly that even the super aristocratic families in Gaotian Realm cannot use their resources to create a powerful person in the divine realm!"

"The source energy liquids in the lower three realms are as numerous as the sea, the middle three realms are as numerous as rivers, and the total resources in the upper three realms may only be as much as a small stream."

"Where's the divine realm?"

"There are very few, and every piece is extremely rare."

"If you want to get it, you can only rely on fighting!"

"You must be stronger than other strong people in the same realm, and you must be able to get the resources you need from them before you can continue to move forward."

"To be stronger than your peers, you need some invisible power."

“This is the real trump card that can make little people go to heaven.”

"One, the ability to control emotions."

"Two, willpower."

"Third, the ability to introspect."

"These three points are the key points I concluded."

"The first point is to keep you rational and clear about your goals at all times. There are pitfalls everywhere along the way. If you are swayed by emotions and you become anxious when you see others have the opportunity to go faster than you, you will definitely Counterproductive.”

"Willpower is the most important force. You will encounter many stumbling blocks on the way forward, but you should never forget that before you step over the other person, you are just a stumbling block for others. It takes two stones to squeeze through. To lose the opponent, you rely on your will to see who can survive to the end."

"The third point is that the ability to introspect is also a top priority. Cultivation is a long journey that never ends. People often forget the way they came while walking."

"If a person forgets who he is, he is not far from falling."

“These are things that students may not understand.”

"But when you leave campus and step into the real world, you will definitely understand."

There are a lot more details in that article.

Ye An often studies.

As he continued to improve, he became more and more aware of the importance of those three abilities.

If he had been on the spaceship at that time and saw Ye Wuce using public affairs for personal gain, he would have directly planted himself as a demon spy.

If you were not calm enough at that time and took action forcefully, then things would not happen now. This is the role of emotional control.

Let’s talk about the battle with Zixiao just now.

If your willpower is not strong enough to cover up your pain, once your cowardice is revealed, the consequences will be disastrous.

now.

He was sitting in the most luxurious car in the world, enjoying the treatment of a young master from an aristocratic family.

To be honest, it's really cool.

Before sitting on it, he never imagined that people could live so comfortably.

The temperature is right.

Hearty food.

Soft white bed.

The car didn't shake at all.

Professional and beautiful technician.

Calming aromatherapy.

The looks of admiration and fear from passers-by.

He is the center of it all.

This gave him a strong urge to put his feet up and look down at everything.

I am Ye An, the descendant of Ye Tianwen. I have two infinite levels. I can play with Ye Wuce in the palm of my hand. I am the most noble genius in the human world!

But when this thought arises.

Some childhood events would come back to his mind.

Grandpa, grandma, mom and dad were waving to me and playing under the ancient tree.

The food they cook by themselves is not luxurious, but it is delicious, at least better than the food here.

The sunshine and breeze in the backyard.

Morning in Tianshui City.

And there's...a funeral.

four times.

In his short life of eighteen years, he had already experienced four funerals.

The first time was my grandma's. I was still young and confused at the time. The thing I remember most clearly is that my parents pulled me to kneel down in front of my grandma's tombstone and kowtow three times and nine times.

Later it was my parents.

It is a custom in Tianshui City that their most important things must be burned during funerals.

Fireworks will fly to the sky, bringing their treasures to the human world in heaven.

Ye An was ten years old that year and was a little confused.

Grandpa took him through the funeral process again.

At that time, many of my parents’ comrades were there, and the funeral was quite lively.

Until the last time.

More than half a year ago.

Wearing sackcloth and mourning, I went through the entire process alone.

No, there are also people chanting sutras and beating gongs and drums.

The funeral was as grand as ever.

But he was the only one in the accompanying team.

Alone, he endured the strange looks from passers-by on the street, lowered his head, and walked forward numbly.

When it was all over, he returned to his quiet and dim home with the small box in his arms.

He was finally a little sad.

He often recalls his past with them and creates dreams to go back and see them.

It seems like the scene is the same every time.

It seems that the only memories they have left to themselves are those paintings.

Grandma said: "Eat well and grow up well."

Mom said: "Wow, little An'an is taller than me!"

My father said: "The fists of human beings can definitely break any fate. This is my belief!"

Grandpa said: "Don't be afraid of power, be brave and do what you think is right!"

Think about these words.

In a luxury car.

Ye An lowered his head, gently tapped his chest with his palms, and told himself.

Ye Tianwen had no other relationship with him except blood.

That little wooden house is my home, where I come from!

Everything around me at the moment has nothing to do with me, it's just fleeting light and shadow.

Only those precious things that remain in my mind are mine.

Ji Qing sat aside and looked sideways.

Ye An's hair covered his eyes, and his entire face was covered in shadow.

What was he thinking about?

It seems a little sad.

"Ye An, what's wrong?" she asked carefully and softly.

Ye An raised his head and smiled: "I choked on something I just ate."

"By the way, how is Lin Zhou?"