Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 711 Divine Fire Sword

 The night was deep, the moonlight was like water, and there were only three people, Yu Xiaoyao, Ying and Zhang Tao, in the quiet courtyard. The old man's words are full of endless charm, making people unconsciously immersed in that magnificent history.

"Alas! It's too far." Old Man Yu Xiaoyao sighed softly, as if he was immersed in deep memories, "The original God King Jiutian Continent can launch a counterattack like this, but the other empires find various reasons to shirk and continue to contribute. Helpless, We have to use our top combat powers to eliminate the trouble for Jiutian Continent, but as if they knew our plans, they set up ambush on the road ahead to trap us all."

A trace of panic and helplessness flashed in the old man's eyes, as if he was recalling that thrilling journey. Their top fighting power should have been invincible, but they seemed so powerless in front of those composite super spiritual arts.

“Only those with sacred weapons like Ye Burn can escape, but those like me without the protection of sacred weapons cannot escape death.” The old man continued, with a hint of sadness and helplessness in his tone.

Ye Fen's name was mentioned again. He is a powerful and prestigious Holy Spirit Magician who possesses a powerful holy weapon. In that ambush, he successfully escaped with the power of the holy weapon, but people like old man Yu Xiaoyao who did not have the protection of the holy weapon could only face the threat of death.

"At the critical moment, Xing Heyin appeared and saved the old man's life." A glimmer of gratitude and admiration flashed in the old man's eyes, "Counting it all, he helped me twice. After all, he was also my old man. My great benefactor! I hate it! I hate that I couldn’t kill the enemy with him in the end! Why wasn’t there only six of them?”

 The old man's emotions suddenly became excited, and his voice was filled with endless sorrow and resentment. He seemed to be complaining about the sacrifice of his comrades and regretting the days when he was not able to fight side by side. The names of Xing and Yin hold great weight in the old man's heart. They are friends of life and death, brothers who share weal and woe.

Hearing this, Ying suddenly stood up from the stone bench and moved a few steps back. There was a firm and decisive light in his eyes, as if he had made some important decision.

　　咚!

 He suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to old man Yu Xiaoyao. This move made Zhang Tao, who was sitting nearby, completely unaware of what was happening, and also made old man Yu Xiaoyao feel a little surprised and confused.

"Senior is not from Jiutian Continent, but he has made huge contributions to the defense of Jiutian Continent. This bow is what I deserve." Ying's voice was firm and powerful, as if every word was filled with endless gratitude and gratitude. Respect.

 In fact, for Ying, the old man Yu Xiaoyao has a long history with his father. Back then, his father had fought side by side with the old man Yu Xiaoyao to resist the invasion of foreign enemies. During those difficult days, they forged a deep friendship and trust. Now that he hears the old man telling that history, Ying's heart is filled with respect and gratitude for the old man.

This worship is not only a thank you for the old man's contribution to Jiutian Continent, but also a recognition and memory of the deep friendship between the old man and his father. Ying knew that his father's death had always been a pain and regret in the old man's heart, and he hoped that through this visit, he could make the old man feel his support and understanding. At the same time, Ying also hopes that he will stop feeling guilty. He knew that the old man had been feeling guilty and regretful for not being able to fight side by side with Xing, Yin and others. But Ying believed that it was not the old man's fault. He had already paid too much for Jiutian Continent, and there was no need to blame himself for the past.

 However, Ying could not express his feelings at this time. He could only express his mood and wishes through this prayer. He hopes that the elderly can understand what he is doing and feel his support and encouragement.

Old man Yu Xiaoyao looked at the shadow in front of him quietly, his heart filled with complex emotions. He knew what Ying's bow meant and what Ying's thoughts and expectations were in his heart. He felt a little relieved and a little moved, but mostly he felt helpless and sad.

 He knew that he could no longer go back to the past and fight side by side with Xing, Yin and others. But he also knew that he couldn't just sink in like this and couldn't let the shadow of the past always cloud his heart. He needs to cheer up and continue working hard for the future of Jiutian Continent.

So the old man took a deep breath and slowly stood up. There was a firm and decisive light in his eyes, as if he had made some important decision.

"Children, get up." The old man's voice was full of kindness and warmth, as if an elder was encouraging his junior, "I already understand what you mean. Don't worry, I won't sink anymore. I will work hard for the future of Jiutian Continent." And keep trying.”

 Hearing the old man's words, Ying felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation and relief. He knew that his actions had been recognized and encouraged by the old man, and he also knew that the old man had regrouped and continued to work hard for the future of Jiutian Continent. This made him feel an inexplicable sense of peace and contentment.

So Ying stood up and sat back on the stone bench. There was a glimmer of determination and expectation in his eyes, as if he was ready to face the challenges ahead. Zhang Tao next to him seemed to be infected. His eyes were also shining with determination and expectation. They know that there is still a long way to go, but they are ready to continue working hard for the future of Jiutian Continent.

 (End of this chapter)