Fighter of the Destiny

Old Eunuch Lin's face was pale and his body was dripping with blood, but the dense sword wounds could not be covered, and he looked extremely miserable and miserable.

At this time, he didn't look like the master he once was outside the National Education Academy. He looked like an old beggar, which made people feel pity for him.

"How is this going?"

His voice was trembling very much, his eyes were full of disbelief and shock, and then he was a little lost.

Until now, he didn't understand what happened at the beginning of this battle. Why did the black stone have such a terrifying weight? Or did it come from the scepter? But what really shocked and unacceptable him was what happened next. After Chen Changsheng drew his sword, he didn't find any chance to fight back.

In that moment, the sword light illuminated the library, ending the battle - Chen Changsheng's sword was too fast, his sword skills were extremely sharp, his sword power was extremely powerful, and his cultivation in the way of the sword was far beyond the limit. He couldn't understand his imagination. Even if this young man started learning swordsmanship from his mother's womb, it would not have been possible for him to have mastered the art of swordsmanship to this level in only seventeen years.

Moreover, in this battle, Chen Changsheng also showed some other incredible abilities, such as his amount of true energy, such as his...

"Perfect star field! How is this possible!" Old Eunuch Lin looked at Chen Changsheng and screamed.

Chen Changsheng said: "Master may have forgotten some things. Thanks to him, my illness has been cured."

More than 300 faint stars were disappearing into the depths of his uniform, and he could vaguely imagine how beautiful the scene would have been when those stars lit up at the same time.

He said it was TOEFL, but his expression was very dull and showed no gratitude.

But what he told was the truth. At the top of Tianshu Mausoleum, the Holy Queen changed his fate against the will of heaven and cured his illness.

When he was in Hanshan, he had successfully gathered stars and condensed a perfect star field. Now that his illness is cured, his true energy flows freely, and he has naturally become a perfect star field.

The meridians in his body were extremely smooth, and all the mountain-like obstructions had turned into flat and wild grasslands, and those winding and difficult-to-go streams had long since turned into large rivers. In a few years, the stars that fell from the night sky penetrated the library and entered his body, turning into extremely thick snowfields. Now those snowfields can burn and flow freely.

In the past two years, when his meridians were blocked, he was able to rely on his sword skills and Taoist skills to continuously complete realm-breaking killings. A few days ago, when he was still seriously injured, he was able to rely on an endless stream of magical weapons and methods to kill Su Li. The sword and Zhou Du|fu's sword almost killed a powerful man of Zhou Tong's level, let alone now.

It can be said with certainty that Chen Changsheng now finally has the ability to fight against truly powerful people in a short period of time.

He is no longer the young patient who came to Kyoto from Xining Town to seek medical treatment to change his life. Instead, he is a genius who has read the Taoist canon thoroughly, has extensive knowledge, met many masters, and is extremely talented.

He may still not be able to clearly see what is waiting in front of his destiny, but at least the shadow is gone and there is light.

It is already very difficult to kill him now. As long as he is an opponent in the sacred realm, even if he is defeated, he can at least hold on for a while.

Those who have not thought of this, such as Mr. Lin, will receive a profound lesson.

Old Eunuch Lin underestimated the enemy and allowed him to strike first, so now he was covered in blood and Ji was sitting on the ground, shocked and a little lost.

Chen Changsheng walked towards the library door with his sword in hand, the starlight gradually disappearing in his clothes.

Mr. Lin's face was pale and he leaned against the half-empty threshold. He opened his mouth to speak, but found that there was an invisible barrier that cut off the library from the outside world.

The National Education Academy has only re-enrolled students for a year, and it is far from the glory it once was, and it cannot regain the foundation and strength it once had. However, as the dean, Chen Changsheng can always control several formations.

"You are afraid." Chen Changsheng walked up to him, looked into his eyes, and said with some confusion: "So, you are also afraid of death."

Mr. Lin was extremely ashamed and angry, and shouted: "Kill if you want, don't humiliate me."

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "You misunderstood. I really thought you were not afraid of death."

Mr. Lin was stunned.

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said seriously: "I have read many stories in books. Don't celebrities and loyal ministers like you all feel that they have great righteousness and are willing to die?"

As he said, this was a misunderstanding. He didn't mean to humiliate the other party, but this plain tone made Mr. Lin extremely angry. He coughed up blood and said sternly: "Being willing to die does not mean that you are not afraid of death. As long as you are a human being, you are not afraid of death." I’m afraid of death, because there are always people or things that I can’t let go of, such as Your Majesty.”

"I'm not afraid." Chen Changsheng said suddenly.

Old Eunuch Lin was stunned and said, "What did you say?"

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said seriously: "I'm not afraid of death."

The library became quiet again, with only the autumn wind rushing in from the broken doors and windows, blowing up the pages of the books, exuding the smell of dust over the years, just like his words - this is a kind of thing that can easily make people feel sad. The taste is full of hopelessness, and a life without expectations is like a book on the bookshelf that no one has turned. No matter how rich the content is, it is meaningless.

If people are afraid of death because they still have some people or things in this world that they can't let go of, then he said he's not afraid of death, or that he has nothing he can't let go of?

Old Eunuch Lin looked at Chen Changsheng and did not find any emotion fluctuations on his face.

He is seventeen years old, in his youth, but as quiet as an old well, autumn water, fallen leaves, dead trees, and heavy.

Old father-in-law Lin suddenly felt some pity and sympathy for him and said nothing more.

Chen Changsheng said something unexpected.

"Let's go, I won't kill you."

Old Eunuch Lin's eyes narrowed, he looked at him and said coldly: "If you want to kill me, this is your best chance, even your last chance."

Chen Changsheng understood what he meant.

Old Eunuch Lin was a truly strong man at the pinnacle of the Star Convergence, almost divine. If he underestimated the enemy and was suddenly attacked by him with that black stone, he would never end up like this.

If he lets each other go now and meets again in the future, Old Eunuch Lin will never do this. The gap in strength between the two will leave him with no chance.

"In the future... it may be difficult for us to meet again." He looked at old father-in-law Lin and said, "Please take good care of my senior brother."

Mr. Lin was silent for a long time and said, "It seems that you know what will happen today."

Chen Changsheng said nothing.

Old Eunuch Lin said: "Dean Shang has left the palace. After today, you will no longer be the heir of the Pope. No one will help you. You will face the pressure of the whole world. Because of your position, what happened in Kyoto in the past three years Things will make many people uncomfortable, and those people are the winners this time."

Yes, neither the princes of the Chen family nor the Tianhai family nor the court officials are willing to see Chen Changsheng in Kyoto.

Because of the issue of profit distribution, because of the position issue, there is another issue that no one has ever spoken about.

Seeing Chen Changsheng, people can easily think of the Holy Empress.

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The library is very quiet.

Old Eunuch Lin's figure gradually disappeared, and Chen Changsheng never spoke again.

This battle with no audience and no records will be remembered by few people in the future, let alone mentioned. Naturally, it has not been recorded in history books. But in fact, this battle is very important. It was Chen Changsheng who came to Kyoto. Finally, the battle in which he showed his most perfect performance was also the foundation battle for him to become a truly strong man.

He won and could have killed the opponent, but he didn't because the old man was loyal to his senior brother and because he just wanted to defeat the opponent.

He just wanted to win once and feel what it was like to be without illness, what it was like to live without thinking about death.

As for other things, it really doesn't matter.

Those people wanted the Holy Queen's body, but he would not give it to them.

Those people knew that he would not give it, so they wanted to use this matter to accuse them. It was best to kill them directly. He didn't care.

So be it.

He looked at the sky above the National Education Academy and vaguely saw the traces of several red eagles flying by.

The sound of heavy hooves sounded outside the National Education College, like heavy rain and thunder.

The Xuanjia heavy cavalry began to charge.

Nanxi Zhai's sword formation was naturally unstoppable.

Not to mention, there are so many chilling and cold breaths coming from the Qiulin of the National Education Academy, but I don’t know if they are assassins from the Qing Dynasty or the military.

The next moment, countless people will pour into the National Education Academy and destroy all the woods, lakes, big banyan trees, and pavilions here.

Chen Changsheng did not accept it.

He took out a letter from his arms.

After tearing this letter open, many people will die, and then he will probably die too.

But he was calm and composed, and his hand holding the envelope did not tremble at all, and he seemed not to care about it all.

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