Fighter of the Destiny

It would be a bit exaggerated to say that Wang Zhice could crush Tang Sanshiliu to death with just one finger.

But if he stretched out two fingers, he could definitely kill Tang Sanliu easily.

The gap in realm and strength between the two is so huge.

There was no way that Tang Thirty-Six could threaten Wang Zhice, and even if he wanted to seek death in front of Wang Zhice, it would not be easy.

The Wenshui Sword was held between two fingers by Wang Zhice. It was motionless and it was difficult to move forward.

It is inevitable that a tragic suicide will suddenly become such a scene, which will inevitably make you feel a little embarrassed.

Tang Sanliu didn't feel any embarrassment, and even raised his eyebrows.

Raising an eyebrow means provocation.

What he meant was very clear.

If you really want to die, there are many ways, and killing yourself with a horizontal sword is undoubtedly the most inefficient one.

He just wanted to wait for Wang Zhice to stop him so that he could continue to negotiate terms.

Wang Zhice looked at him with a faint smile and said, It's useless to give you this stone.

Tang Sanliu understood immediately by looking at his expression.

With his current state, even with the black stone, he would not be able to enter Zhou Garden, nor would he be able to help Chen Changsheng.

Tang Sanliu said sincerely: Then could you please help me?

Wang Zhice said nothing.

Tang Sanliu continued: I know that his current situation must be very bad.

Wang Zhice's eyes fell on the black stone and said, Yes, he is facing a very difficult choice now.

Tang Sanliu was silent for a while and said, He is a good man.

When he said this, his attitude was unprecedentedly serious.

Wang Zhice said: Yes.

Tang Sanliu looked into his eyes and said, Good people shouldn't have to live so hard.

Wang Zhice said: This has nothing to do with good or bad.

Tang Sanshiliu was a little disappointed and very angry.

He mocked and said: Yeah, it has nothing to do with good or bad, it's only about strength. After all, it's just bullying.

Wang Zhice shook his head and said, Everyone must be responsible for their own choices.

Tang Sanliu sneered and said, Then why is he always the one choosing? Why can't it be you who choose?

Wang Zhice said: Shang Xingzhou agreed to fight him. This was a choice he was forced to make.

Tang Sanshiliu said: That choice is too complicated, you should make it simpler.

Wang Zhice asked: For example?

Tang Sanshiliu said: You can choose to die or die.

Wang Zhice smiled and said, Are there any other options?

Tang Sanshiliu said: You can also choose to be burned to death, drowned in water, pierced by thousands of arrows, or killed by Ling Chi.

This is not a narration, but a command, or a curse. There is extremely strong hatred in the calm tone.

But these all come from helplessness.

Looking at the thin ice and last year's duckweed on the water, Tang Sanliu felt a little tired.

Did it just fail?

He was really unwilling.

I am not willing to accept it for Chen Changsheng.

He suddenly shouted to the sky.

You blind bitch!

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There was a bit of chaos in Baihua Alley, and I didn't know if I would hear Tang Sanliu's words.

Baicao Garden, which is only separated from the National Education College by a wall, could hear it very clearly.

Yu Ren didn't know what happened and asked with his eyes.

Tang Tang wants to disturb Mr. Wang's mind.

Xu Yourong said: If there is even the slightest possibility, he will use the methods in Wenshui's old house to force Mr. Wang to compromise.

This is talking about the conversation between grandfather and grandson at the card table.

He would not hesitate to destroy the Tang family, so naturally he would not care about the common people in the world.

But obviously, this is still not enough to persuade or convince Wang Zhice.

He couldn't even express what he really wanted to say or threaten.

Tang Sanshiliu's attempt also failed.

There was a hint of worry in Xu Yourong's eyes.

She held five stone beads tightly in her left hand.

These five stone beads were originally the five heavenly book steles in Zhou Garden, and were part of Zhou Dufu's formation.

At a certain moment before, some kind of fluctuation was faintly transmitted from the five stone beads, letting her know the general situation in Zhou Garden.

She knew that Chen Changsheng was facing a choice.

She also knew what Chen Changsheng would choose.

Even before he makes his choice.

For Chen Changsheng, this choice was not as difficult as Wang Zhice said.

Because she understands Chen Changsheng.

Yu Ren also knew Chen Changsheng very well.

So he also knew what Chen Changsheng would choose.

So this means that Chen Changsheng lost.

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Every street, alley, and house in Kyoto heard the loud noise that followed.

Violent air waves appeared on the lakeside, and the remaining snow, old yellow grass, and soil were blown away, hitting the walls and trees, making a crackling sound.

The lake water rolled and vibrated, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, rising into the air, and then falling with a crashing sound.

The entire Anglican Academy was shrouded in this sudden rainstorm.

Two figures suddenly appeared in the heavy rain.

Chen Changsheng and Shang Xingzhou.

The sky suddenly brightened for a moment, as if a bolt of lightning appeared.

Through the light that illuminated the dark rainstorm, one could vaguely see Shang Xingzhou's hand falling on Chen Changsheng's chest.

Chen Changsheng was knocked away like a stone, breaking more than a dozen thick trees, and fell deep into the woods.

With a clicking sound, the big tree hit the ground, shaking uneasily.

Tang Thirty-Six held the Wenshui Sword and prepared to rush over. His left hand hidden in his sleeve clenched a magical weapon.

There was a soft snap.

Wang Zhice's fingers landed on his eyebrows.

Tang Thirty-Six could no longer move.

Two golden-red flames suddenly appeared in the Herb Garden.

Xu Yourong disappeared on the spot.

Wang Zhice didn't turn his head, but pointed his finger backwards from the air.

Behind him is the courtyard wall.

A gap several feet wide appeared on the courtyard wall.

The remaining pieces of masonry and wooden doors fell quietly to the ground.

The breeze lingers around it, seemingly gentle, but insurmountable.

A pure white feather fell from the void.

Xu Yourong appeared.

Wang Zhice suddenly felt something and turned around to look over.

His eyes did not fall on Xu Yourong, but behind her.

Baicao Garden is still as quiet as it was hundreds of years ago.

A cane rested quietly on the edge of the stone table.

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The big tree broke, and the fresh stubble spread everywhere like petals.

Chen Changsheng sat leaning against a broken tree and kept coughing.

Shang Xingzhou said: Do you still insist that the choice is meaningful?

Chen Changsheng said: Yes, because how we choose will determine who we are.

Shang Xingzhou was silent.

What Chen Changsheng said was correct.

If it were Xu Yourong or Tang Sanliu in Zhou Garden, he would not give the other party a chance to choose.

He let Chen Changsheng make the choice because he knew what Chen Changsheng would choose.

Because of this, Chen Changsheng is Chen Changsheng.

So, the choice makes sense.

But there was no point in fighting now.

Chen Changsheng can still get up, but he is destined to be unable to win.

By choosing to leave Zhou Yuan, he was giving up his last hope of victory.

Shang Xingzhou's expression was a little dull: Admit defeat.

Chen Changsheng's tone was very plain: No.

Shang Xingzhou was silent for a while, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

It's not Wu Guo's sword, it's his own Dao sword.

Chen Changsheng was about to stand up, and his right hand fell between the broken trees.

Suddenly, his hand touched something hard.

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(There were too many things going on at home, and I was a little irritable. It was very difficult to write. Fortunately, the quality of the final writing was good.)