people-
From the macro perspective of the whole world, a person is insignificant, so insignificant that he can be ignored.
but-
Humans are also the most wonderful creatures in the world, but their small bodies are brewing with a potential that far exceeds that of all other things in the world. No one can predict how much potential is brewing in a person's body. Once this potential Explosion, it is possible to make the impossible possible, which is what people often say—
Miracle.
Of course, this kind of potential is involuntary, and people themselves cannot control it freely. They can only be induced by external factors, such as—
Love and Hatred.
Love and hatred can make a person extremely fragile in an instant, but it can also make a person extremely strong in an instant.
How powerful can it be
In fact, there has never been any shortcuts in the martial arts journey. Every strong person can reach their current stage only by relying on the accumulation of hard work. A one-step master.
In the martial arts world of the island country, this old man with a magic knife on his waist can be regarded as a well-known grandmaster of a generation. The reason why he has such strength is that he has practiced hard day after day in the past few decades, so that he can slow down. Slowly walking step by step to where he is now, but now he—
not enough!
Although the time of the fight just now was very short, and there was only one move, but just this move has already made the old man understand that there is a big gap between his own strength and the ugly young man in front of him, and the gap is so big Enough to make him feel hopeless.
despair-
The most negative emotion in this world, when despair fills a person's heart, there are only two roads left in front of this person, one is extremely difficult, and the other is extremely easy——
Rebirth and destruction.
The old man's hand holding the knife had already drooped down. Desperation was devouring him, the tip of the knife touched the ground, and he seemed to be almost unable to hold the knife anymore.
He lowered his head, not daring to meet the gaze of the young man in front of him again, but those words still penetrated into his ears and into his heart—
"The man who killed your parents is alive and well."
This sentence was like the most vicious whip in the world, whip after whip was whipped in the old man's heart, making him feel so painful—
He respects and loves his parents, and hates the enemy who killed his parents even more, and this love and hatred, at this moment, intensifies in his heart.
Even the most negative emotions in this world can never resist such love-hate intertwining.
At a certain moment, the old man's already decadent aura suddenly seemed to be fueled by fuel on the fire. It suddenly rose and became stronger and stronger, even far surpassing the aura before he made a move...
Love and hatred, who can let go
The old man clenched the magic knife in his hand again, and even the blade trembled slightly because he held it too hard. Holding the knife, he walked forward step by step without haste. Every step, the body on his body The breath will increase a bit...
The old man finally stopped, stopped in front of the front of the car, and the aura on his body that continued to grow along with his footsteps also stopped. At this moment, anyone can feel it——
He is strong enough already!
After standing still, the old man raised his head slightly, his eyes were full of madness, hatred swallowed the despair in his heart, stimulated his potential, but at the same time eroded his reason, he was like a lion that had been completely enraged, He growled, "I'll ask you one last time, who exactly killed my parents?"
"Half a step?" Liu Yanbo turned a deaf ear to the old man's questioning, he glanced at the old man lightly, shook his head and said, "I thought you could at least take a step forward, get out of your current bottleneck, and step into the threshold of Shinobi. It's going to be a little more interesting."
"Ah~" Liu Yanbo sighed softly, and said mockingly, "Even if the dead wood is in spring, the rotten wood is still just a piece of rotten wood. You are just like your parents, you are all rotten wood."
The old man understood what Liu Yanbo said, and he understood—
I am being played.
Understand that sometimes it is not a thing to be happy about.
"Go to hell!"
The old man roared, and the magic knife had already been shot.
With this knife, the wind and rain continued, it neither had the power to swallow mountains and rivers, nor the power to split Huashan.
This knife is very strange.
One sword becomes two swords, two swords become four swords...
This knife is full of magic, as weird and changeable as a ghost, it has already woven into a knife net in an instant, it seems that it can cut the opponent into pieces in an instant.
The knife net shone with a strange red light, reflected in Liu Yanbo's eyes, stained his eyes red, blurred his vision, and made the knife net more erratic in his eyes, making it hard to tell the truth from reality—
This knife is very dangerous.
Although this knife is very dangerous, Liu Yanbo can retreat. With his body skills, it is not very difficult to avoid this knife.
However, in the competition between masters, avoiding the enemy's edge is also a kind of weakness—
Liu Yanbo is not a person who cannot show weakness, but in his life, he has never shown weakness to the islanders.
so-
He didn't retreat, but closed his eyes, no longer using his naked eyes to distinguish between the real and fake knife.
The wind is still blowing in my ears, the rain is still running on my body, and—
While closing his eyes, Liu Yanbo also felt a slight vibration—
It's a cell phone.
The moment the phone vibrated, the knife net had arrived, and Liu Yanbo made a sudden move. His right hand passed through the gap of the knife net like a dragon, and precisely grasped the hand holding the knife—
The knife net disappears, and a hundred knives become one knife.
The blade is slightly shorter than Liu Yanbo's arm, and the tip is an inch away from his chest.
Kacha~
With the crisp sound of bones being broken, the old man's hand holding the knife was broken by Liu Yanbo, and the magic knife also let go and fell.
Before the knife landed, the old man had already been thrown out by Liu Yanbo. At the same time, he patted the back of the knife lightly with his left hand, and the blade turned its head in the air. Then he grabbed the handle and threw the knife out—
Knives are faster than people.
The old man was still in the air, and his throat was pierced by the magic knife thrown out later. When he landed, he was already a dead man.
A strong man who was only half a step away from entering the Shinobi level was unexpectedly killed by a single move. It was not until this moment that Oshima Sueno realized that he had far underestimated the young man in front of him, and his hand involuntarily entered in the pocket.
"Hey, Mr. Oshima, isn't it a little too late to think about calling for rescuers?" Liu Yanbo took a panoramic view of Oshima Sueno's sneaky movements of taking out his mobile phone, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Besides, you This driver is better than the magic knife, have you lost confidence in him?"
While speaking, Liu Yanbo had already taken out his own mobile phone from his trouser pocket, the phone was still vibrating, and the name on the caller ID was—
Qin Huaili.