Through chatting with Liuhua, Xiang Nan gained a little understanding of the setting sun's situation.
This person is a very typical local fighter in the sanctuary. His parents came from other planes, but he was born in the sanctuary.
He is an orphan who was picked up from the Eternal Secret Realm. His name is unknown, and his nickname is Setting Sun.
He is a fire pulse warrior, but unlike other fire pulse warriors, his fire pulse attribute will not be released.
Other people's flame talent can burn up at every turn, or release a ball of fire, but when he exerts his own strength, his flame is restrained. Once he uses it in his body, his whole body will turn red, like a A large, red-hot iron block in the shape of a human being.
Because this person speaks in the sanctuary, he has a superficial understanding of morality and ethics in such a complicated environment, even very unfamiliar.
He has been pursuing one thing, he wants to be a good person, but he doesn't know how to do it, and no one has taught him, so when he sees someone he doesn't like, he usually goes straight up and hits him.
Also because of this habit, his reputation has become very bad, and he has many enemies.
But he is so powerful that no one can do anything about him. After being beaten by him, ordinary people can only swallow their anger.
After Xiang Nan listened to Liuhua's introduction, he became more and more interested in the setting sun.
He found that this strong man should be regarded as a half-giant. He was more than five meters tall, almost the same height as Yuan Meng, but his realm was not very good, only the third level of martial arts.
That's right, who is willing to give him the Holy Spirit Stone? It seemed that he was also unpopular in his previous guild.
"Is the realm a bit too low?" Liu Hua said.
Xiang Nan smiled and shook his head: "What I value is his character and his potential. As for his realm, that can be cultivated."
"But if a person's character is poor, it will be difficult to correct it."
Liuhua looked at Xiang Nandao with great interest: "I heard from you that you have mentioned the aspect of character several times. Are you going to create a righteous guild?"
Xiang Nan pointed around and said, "Look at this world, it's too chaotic. I want to build an orderly guild. What I want is not just justice, but more importantly, order."
"Only if there is a clear order in a world, then whether it is martial artists or ordinary people living in this world, they will have a sense of security."
"My hometown is an orderly place. Warriors are not allowed to fight in the city there, otherwise the military will definitely intervene."
"In this kind of place, people don't have to worry about being killed inexplicably while walking on the street, and they don't have to worry about whether they will survive to see the sun the next day when they go to bed every night."
Liu Hua wondered: "There is such a world? That is really unheard of. Hearing what you said, I am also a little yearning."
The more worlds he has been to, the more Xiang Nan realizes that a person like the fourth prince of Haotian is really a talent for an emperor, and people should be grateful for having such a wise king.
At this moment, Big Snake spoke, and he said, "Xiang Nan, that kid is not a giant, he is not even considered a human being."
Xiang Nan said: "What is that?"
Big snake said: "If I'm not mistaken, he seems to be a rare Xuanwu tribe."
"Xuanwu?" Xiang Nan's heart trembled, and he said, "Are you sure?"
Big Snake said: "I'm not sure. In fact, I haven't seen Xuanwu with my own eyes. I just heard something about the Xuanwu tribe."
"That brawny man named Setting Sun, his physical characteristics are very similar to those of the Xuanwu tribe. I don't know why he is in human form, and he has no evil spirit on his body, and his bloodline seems to be more like a flower bone. rather than blooming flowers."
"What do you mean?" Xiang Nan frowned: "You mean, his blood has not been fully utilized?"
The big snake said: "Yes, there can only be two reasons for this situation. One reason is that he is the same as those of the Yalong clan. He is a half-basalt clan and his blood is not pure."
"Another situation is that his bloodline has been sealed."
Xiang Nan felt that the matter was not simple, even the sub-dragon clan had an obvious demonic aura in their bodies, instead of a pure aura like the setting sun.
The setting sun seems to have a complicated history.
At this time, the battle is over.
The setting sun was really like an unbeatable Iron King Kong. He stood proudly in the empty field, surrounded by two hundred warriors of the third level of martial arts who were lying on the ground, dying from being beaten.
A commentator walked into the arena excitedly and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone else to bet, is there anyone to challenge!"
In this battle, the vast majority of people bought the setting sun to lose, but in the end they lost everything.
Many people clamored to execute Setting Sun to vent their anger.
But the setting sun just stood in the open space and laughed, so eclectic and indulgent.
It seemed to him that those who yelled and cursed were just a group of dogs who only knew how to bark.
"Is there anyone who wants to kill me!" The setting sun waved his arms, completely ignoring the angry curses of the audience.
It seems that no one will come out to challenge the setting sun today.
It was getting late, and the audience left their seats one after another.
Two martial sages came up and shackled the setting sun, ready to escort him back.
Xiang Nan greeted Liuhua Lantian and said, "Stay here and wait for me, I'll meet him."
After all, Xiang Nan jumped out of the auditorium and came to the open space.
"I'll fight him."
The commentator took a look at Xiang Nan and said, "The audience is gone, they want to challenge, come back tomorrow."
Xiang Nandao: "I can't wait, just today, just now."
The setting sun glanced back at Xiang Nan, but it was this glance that made him unable to move anymore.
He turned his head and stared into Xiang Nan's eyes, the blood in his whole body began to boil, and his whole body became flushed red, as if a lion had found its prey and was ready to pounce on it at any time!
In Xiang Nan's eyes, he saw a kind of look, the kind that only a fierce man with many battles would have.
"Hold him!" Seeing that the setting sun was about to lose control, the commentator hurriedly shouted.
The two Martial Saints dragged the setting sun tightly, both of them were warriors of the first level of the Martial Saints, but they were dragged by the amazing strength of the setting sun to slide on the ground.
This power is not what humans should have at all! Not even the monster race, or even the demon race, could possess such terrifying strength.
"Seriously..." The narrator's eyes froze, he had never seen the setting sun in such a violent state.
"I said, tomorrow!" The commentator pointed at Xiang Nan angrily, and said, "The audience is gone now, no one is betting! You win or lose, and we have nothing to gain."
Xiang Nan smiled, opened the ring, and directly scattered the lower-level Holy Spirit Stones all over the place, a total of 452 yuan, which was all of Xiang Nan's family property. When the commentator saw so many Holy Spirit Stones, his eyes lit up immediately.