"So, I think that whether it is anger or hatred, we can only seal it, just like the way pre-civilizations brewed wine. Only by sealing it just right can we brew the best wine." Under the night sky, on the roof of the Angi Chi Tower, Tang Ling held a cigarette in his mouth and put one arm behind his head, saying this to Han Xing.
"What do you mean? Are you implying that Boss Huang's wine is good wine?" Han Xing shook the wine bottle in his hand. He was stealing Boss Huang's wine while getting food for Monty in the kitchen.
"No, are you going to tell Boss Huang that I stole his wine?" Han Xing got excited and grabbed Tang Ling's collar.
"Let go." Tang Ling pulled Han Xing's hand away without much effort, then scratched his head and looked at Han Xing helplessly: "You still don't understand, but that's right. It's hard to understand if you haven't experienced it. ”
"I've been through a lot." Han Xing muttered and sat down, handing the wine in his hand to Tang Ling.
Tang Ling took a sip and looked at the starry sky in silence.
"Hey, let me tell you, why on earth should we seal up anger and hatred like wine?" Han Xing was still very concerned, and he really couldn't understand.
"Well, if you seal it well, it will become a kind of motivation. If you don't seal it, let it affect your heart, and a person who can't think will only be affected by emotions." Tang Ling supported his body and looked at it. Han Xing: "What do you think will happen?"
"I seem to understand a little bit!" Han Xing smacked his mouth, and then glanced at Tang Ling angrily: "You kid, can't you be more direct when you speak? Maybe you just don't want to be too impulsive, right?"
"Well" Tang Ling stretched for a long time and then stood up from the roof: "Yes, but also no."
"Hey, what do you mean?" Han Xing also stood up.
At this time, Tang Ling had already fallen off the roof.
The blue light flashed past Han Xing's eyes like lightning, turned into a huge whip, and whipped towards Han Xing mercilessly.
Along with the sound of the alarm bell, Han Xing felt a sharp pain coming from his back. He had seriously violated the rules. The punishment was not the same as when he was imprisoned, but ten times more intense. .
Even if Han Xing is a third-level Purple Moon warrior, he cannot withstand such a blow.
The moment the whip fell, a wound of flesh and blood appeared on his back. The skin was torn instantly, and then the muscles burst open.
There was Liszt's indifferent smile in his eyes. At this moment, Han Xing only had this memory picture in his mind.
Hatred and anger should be bottled wine!
This was not a simple matter of being impulsive or not. Tang Ling wanted to tell him at that time - what should he do when he needs to carry anger or hatred for a long time
This is indeed not a simple matter of impulsiveness! It's about how to use everything as motivation in such a long-term situation, and how to face it rationally and strongly.
'Brush', another hard whip.
The sound of the alarm bell got louder and louder, and countless rays of blue light emerged from every corner of the room, turning into ropes to bind Han Xing.
The whip fell from Han Xing's forehead, and a deep blood mark appeared again from his face to his chest and abdomen.
Blood drops fell from Han Xing's forehead, covering his eyes, and Liszt in front of him also turned bloody.
The strange thing is that at this moment, the anger that was burning in Han Xing's heart like a raging flame turned cold.
Two and a half years, the memories are not short.
When Tang Ling fell into the crack, Liszt's indifferent back was seen.
At the end of the Road to the God of War competition, Liszt stood on the high platform with a high-spirited figure.
Entering the Steel Blood City, the instructor loudly announced, "Captain of the first team—Liszt," with Liszt's proud eyes.
Until now, Liszt looked at him mockingly, indifferently, and with a hint of triumphant pride.
What's your mood? At first, he wanted to seek justice for Tang Ling, but every time he failed, he was trampled on by Liszt and felt aggrieved.
This frustration began to spread to every corner of my life, affecting my every behavior.
It finally turned into intense anger!
This is no longer simply the grudge between Tang Ling and Liszt, but also his own!
Having been dragged forward by anger for a long time, these grievances were like mirrors, reflecting the distance between himself and Tang Ling, and also reflecting his current naivety, incompetence, and even stupidity.
So, it’s about harnessing your anger.
This was the answer Tang Ling originally wanted to tell himself, to harness anger, turn it into reason, and turn it into the motivation for every action.
Turn it into your own sword intention!
Han Xing looked at Liszt coldly, and the anger in his heart formed into pieces of ice, just like the look in his eyes at this time.
The angry sword intent that had long been nurtured in his heart and wanted to be polished was also wrapped in wisps of ice by these emotions, and seemed to turn into a sharp tenacity.
"The essence of sword intention is not that mysterious."
"Do you believe in the power of the spirit? The so-called sword intention is a branch of spiritual power, the condensation of thoughts and emotions."
"Can you feel its power? In small cases, it affects your own behavior patterns, and in large cases, it turns into an inexplicable aura that can infect others. If you can repeatedly polish and condense this power, it will become a sword in your hand. Your sword is your expression."
"Emotions and thoughts are called 'thinking'. Everything in the universe has laws. Correct thoughts will touch the core and become the sword of law in your hand."
"Of course, existence is reasonable! Even if it is not correct, it may condense into an 'evil sword', but evil cannot defeat good. Such sword intention cannot defeat the sword of good after all."
"Han Xing, if the sword in your heart has not been polished, don't condense it into sword intent. It is difficult to condense the sword, and even harder to scatter the sword. But once it is the right sword, hold it without hesitation. Stab it out, because the foundation of your sword intention was inadvertently affected by Tang Ling and has turned into a fearless sword. "
'Swipe' 'swipe' 'swipe', how many seconds has passed? Han Xing's eyes became hollow at this moment. Three whips fell in a row, and the sound of the alarm bell and the splash of blood did not make him come back to his senses.
What was ringing in his ears was a series of explanations given to him by Boss Huang one day on the nature of sword intent.
At this moment, the sword of anger in his heart that had been polishing finally found the most correct 'thinking'. It was rapidly taking shape, and Han Xing entered the virtual world of thinking.
In the hazy mist, Han Xing saw his sword intention. It turned into a real sword, floating in the mist.
This is a sword of anger, but it does not tremble. Instead, there is a "rock charm" on the hilt and body of the sword.
The so-called rock is as rhyming as a stone and as motionless as a mountain! True anger does not make people become impulsive and crazy, but it should make people become calmer and more determined in order to be able to withstand this explosive emotion.
Only by wrapping it with rock-like will can this violent force be sealed and released bit by bit, allowing it to be polished into invincible toughness.
The Essence of Angry Sword Intent
Han Xing stepped forward step by step, held the sword of anger, and said to himself: "It should be continuous and tenacious!"
"Huh?" Liszt looked at Han Xing in front of him, and the hand in his trouser pocket gradually tightened.
Should something be done? No, we can't! This is a very risky behavior. After all, this is the Iron Blood City and the most important Spark Camp!
There are countless masters here, as well as mysterious high-tech instruments that contain the laws of time.
If it is just a small matter, no one will pursue it, but if something big happens, for example, if the Korean star is disabled or dead, then experts will investigate and use those instruments. It is not impossible.
I can’t hide it!
Thinking of this, Liszt's heart was suddenly filled with annoyance and anger, and his chest was so tight that he could not speak.
He is now also a dignified third-level Purple Moon warrior. If everything goes well, he will break through to the fourth level within a year.
He was no longer the ignorant boy he once was. From the moment Han Xing's eyes began to become hollow, Liszt knew that Han Xing had entered the world of thinking. If this situation was not intentional, it would have great consequences. Probability, what did Han Xing realize
He just came to beat up the lost dog, he just came to stimulate Han Xing, ridicule Han Xing, destroy his inner will, and turn him into a loser who truly accepted his fate and lost his fighting spirit, but he didn't expect...
"Tang Ling, are all the people and things related to Tang Ling so annoying?" Liszt was smart. He used great patience and did not interrupt Han Xing, because the consequences of forcibly interrupting would be very serious. , as he thought before, even if Han Xing does not die, he will become a brain-damaged madman, or even a vegetative state.
But watching the enemy become stronger, most likely because of his own stimulation, this feeling is also very disgusting, Liszt couldn't help but have such thoughts.
Damn Tang Ling, even though he has been dead for more than two years, he is still affecting him! Like a lingering dark cloud
A cold light flashed in Liszt's eyes.
At this time, Han Xing had already grasped the sword of anger in the gray fog of the thinking world.
At this stage, in order for the sword to be controlled, there must first be a process of conquest, that is, a process of merging with oneself, otherwise it cannot become one's true weapon.
But maybe it's because this anger has been polished for a long time, or maybe this time it's really close to the true meaning. The moment Han Xing held it, it didn't struggle or tremble in the slightest, but instantly felt a sense of harmony with Han Xing.
The gray fog dissipated, the world of thinking was shattered, and a new sword intention, with Han Xing's anger as the core, condensed into a 'sword intention' seed. According to Boss Huang, it is a special spiritual power seed branch. !
This seed is in the shape of a diamond and is fixed in Han Xing's 'mind', which is the sea of spiritual power in the brain.
Han Xing's eyes sobered up at this moment. He looked at Liszt indifferently, blue light flashed, and another whip fell on Han Xing's body.
"You are deliberately irritating me and want me to bear the punishment of this violation, right?" Han Xing's voice has become extremely calm.
At the same time, the sword intention seed that Han Xing called 'wrath' began to rotate rapidly. As it rotated, the power gathered in Han Xing's dantian began to condense rapidly, traveling in his meridians, forming A sword-shaped force.
This power was injected into the light of 'anger' again, and began to shine.
Liszt knows swords, and his most commonly used weapon is a heroic sword passed down to him by his family after he won the glory of being a boy.
But the sword and the sword intention cultivated by Han Xing were not in the same direction. He could feel what kind of power Han Xing was gathering, but he didn't know the danger of this power.
Next, what can Korean stars do? His fighting ability could never be compared with his own. Liszt was always vigilant, but he could not escape the inertia in his heart.
He just took a few steps back, then took a few steps to the left, keeping a certain distance from Han Xing.
The confinement room also has a protection mechanism, Han Xing is restrained again, and the alarm bell has been ringing for twenty seconds, right? Someone is coming soon, and this distance is already very safe.
He won't take action! He is eager for the Korean star to take action!
A minor injury is great when it's safe to do so. In this case, Han Xing will be kicked out of the Spark Team, right? Well, he should be kicked out after being punished, which is good!
Lister habitually thinks like this, and he calls this kind of thinking the scheming that a king should have, but he never knows that what a king should have is wisdom, not scheming.
There is a gap between scheming and wisdom! Just like the gap between him and Tang Ling, even Tang Ling's true structure has not yet been formed.
"So what? Aren't you stupid and fell for it again?" Liszt said sarcastically. It was very obvious that Han Xing couldn't stand stimulation. He had always been led by him.
"Yes, I was fooled. Maybe you want to stimulate me to do even crazier things." Han Xing's voice was very calm.
Liszt was stunned and raised his eyebrows.
"I will do it, but not because of your stimulation, but because - my sword has been sharpened to a new layer of light. The foundation of my sword is 'fearlessness', so this sword has to be used. ." The power of Han Xing's angry sword had already been condensed and was trembling in his body. Han Xing used this time to repeatedly suppress and condense it.
The initial enlightenment of sword intention is still far away from Dacheng. The first sword is very critical. If you have further enlightenment at this time, you will get twice the result with half the effort.
The Liszt in front of me, how can I step on him! Liszt - just a test stone!
The blue light fell again and Han Xing was given a severe whipping. Han Xing had to bear this whipping until relevant personnel came to investigate.
The blue light that restrained him had densely wrapped around his legs, running up Han Xing's abdomen and almost spreading to his arms.
It seems that he won’t give up until he is surrounded by Korean stars!
"Ah, where is your sword?" Liszt was still smart. He said he didn't care, but in fact he had begun to be wary.
If Han Xing goes crazy, if Han Xing doesn't care, if Han Xing can really cause huge harm to himself... Well, assuming that under the protection mechanism of the solitary prison area, it can still be done.
Then - kill him!
This is a Korean star throwing himself into a trap.
As soon as Liszt finished speaking, Han Xing raised his unbound right hand. At this moment, a flash of red light appeared. It was a sword like a blazing fire.
"You" Liszt narrowed his eyes.
As soon as this sword appeared, it pointed directly at Liszt with a firm meaning. Liszt wanted to put on a contemptuous smile, because the protection mechanism sensed the dangerous energy and had begun to activate.
Energy walls fell one after another, blocking Liszt and Han Xing.
One muzzle after another emerged, and began to condense a burst of energy called 'original energy' to destroy Han Xing's sword.
But in just one second, Han Xing's 'extending and tough' angry sword broke through three energy walls!
What a strong sword!
Liszt was not an ignorant person, so at this moment, he couldn't laugh anymore, and the prison area immediately became bright and bright.
The muzzle of the gun began to fire, and more than a dozen rays of original energy rushed towards Han Xing's sword, drowning it instantly. However, in less than half a second, less than one-tenth of the body of this sword was bombarded by the original energy. The sword intention suddenly condensed into a sword again and stabbed Liszt.
Tough and spreading! True anger is the anger of a brave man. It is not afraid of pressure or power. It is the fire of one's own will. How can it be extinguished so easily
"Seeking death!" Liszt's eyes turned cold.
Because of his own stupidity, he was so confident that he wasted two seconds and allowed Han Xing's sword to stab him.
The second was annoyed that Han Xing suddenly burst out with such power.
No matter what, these two points have become the reasons why Korean stars must die!
Liszt felt the danger, but he didn't think Han Xing could do anything to him with this sword? !
Even if he thought this way, Liszt would not hesitate to think again. He raised his right hand and made a special gesture.
He also wants to fight with all his strength.
"Yeah, yeah, is the solitary prison area in your camp so lively?" At this time, a sudden voice appeared in the corridor.
The explosion of 'boom boom boom' sounded, and the energy walls erected due to the protection mechanism were instantly destroyed.
What kind of power is this? ! At this moment, both Liszt and Han Xing were a little distracted.
Just when they were distracted, this destructive force still had some remaining power. It moved forward and instantly turned into an ice rope, which was twisted around Han Xing's sword and tightened.
"Old guy, don't stop me!" Han Xing roared.
Liszt was distracted because he was shocked by such power, and Han Xing was distracted because he heard this familiar voice—Boss Huang.
"How could I listen to you?" Boss Huang glanced at Han Xing coldly. He stopped in the corridor. Standing next to him was Li Lie, the leader of Spark Camp.
"How could I be willing to do so?" Han Xing yelled, and the anger in his head began to spin rapidly.
At this moment, he actually broke free from Boss Huang's ice rope and rushed towards Liszt.
"Idiot." Boss Huang raised his drooped eyelids, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the ice rope immediately turned into an ice dagger, following Han Xing's sword intention.
'His' is the sound of a cold wind blowing by the ear, and 'tearing' is the small sound of hair being neatly cut off.
Fast, very fast.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Han Xing's sword intent came to Liszt's eyes and was about to pierce his neck.
But for some reason, the sword's intention was deflected. It only cut off a few strands of his hair, and was nailed to the wall by the ice dagger.
"Did you do it on purpose?" Li Lie glanced sideways at Boss Huang.
"Horses make mistakes, people make mistakes. Do you think I'm a master?" Boss Huang sneered, covered his mouth with his sleeves, and glanced at Liszt coldly.
Liszt felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, but how could the king be surrendered? He forced himself to appear calm, and then turned around to look into Boss Huang's eyes.
But at this moment, he was interrupted by Li Lie: "Liszt, come here."
You must obey the rules in the military camp.
Liszt walked up to Li Lie, performed a standard military salute, and then stood silently in front of Li Lie.
"Why are you here?" There was no expression on Li Lie's face, it was like the simplest question.
"Come to see the Korean star." Liszt answered simply. He hesitated for a moment and then said quickly: "After all, he and I are opponents, and I will always observe my opponent."
"Haha, he is such a lovable and smart boy." Boss Huang was wearing a loose Han robe and put his hands in his arms, looking very carefree.
He was smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"Go back to camp." Li Lie didn't ask any more questions and just left these two simple words.
Liszt did not refute or ask any questions. Instead, after giving a military salute, he chose to directly execute the order.
He walked away neatly. Only a fool would make unnecessary excuses, complain about Han Xing's violation of regulations, and attack himself.
Li Lie is a legendary general with a strong self-will. What he wants to do will not be influenced by these words. He has his own judgment.
As for the man who made Liszt very unhappy and felt extremely dangerous, Liszt naturally knew who it was - Boss Huang who had a deep connection with Tang Ling.
This man appears at this place at this time? It means there is no room for him to speak here.
Liszt was very angry. Of course he knew what the brief conversation between Li Lie and Boss Huang just now meant? Boss Huang could completely stop Han Xing, but he deliberately let Han Xing's sword cut off his hair. Is this a warning
Haha, Liszt sneered.
Does Boss Huang have the power to arm-wrestle with the entire hero family? Tang Ling is dead, dead. If you train a hundred Korean stars, you can't become Tang Ling, right
"What are you doing here?" As Liszt's back disappeared at the end of the corridor, Han Xing curled his lips in displeasure and glanced at Boss Huang.
Boss Huang casually dug his hand into his arms a few times, then looked at Han Xing and said, "I heard you were detained. I'm here to watch a joke, can't you?"
**
"Tang Ling, are you okay?" Today is a sunny day. Bi'an is standing in front of the door, carrying a cute-looking cloth bag, wearing a floral dress and a straw hat. He looks like he is going to Go hiking.
"Okay." Tang Ling walked out, carrying large and small bags, but stopped, looked at the house behind him slightly melancholy, and then looked at the other side: "Actually, we can stay for two more days. It doesn’t matter.”
Bi'an smiled and wrinkled her nose in a playful manner. She walked up to Tang Ling with her hands behind her back and tugged Tang Ling's ears: "If your guess is right, wasting even one second is a sin. Don't do it again. If you want to be comfortable, let’s go.”
Tang Ling touched his ears and smiled when he saw Bi'an walking in front of him full of energy.
Didn’t you expect that you would be taught a lesson by the other side for not being diligent enough
Oh well! Now that you have decided, start with full enthusiasm, if your guess is right!
(End of chapter)