God of martial arts

　　"That is……"

　　Just when Shaoyu was a little uncertain, Long Qi had already held Shaoyu's hand and walked quickly.

　　It was a gorgeous armor.

　　The hollow pattern, the cold luster, and the cold breath...all show the extraordinaryness of this thing.

　　"This is... the Seven Seas Flood Dragon Armor!"

　　Looking at this exquisite armor, Shaoyu couldn't hide his excitement.

　　At this time, the remaining sergeants of the Tenglong Legion rushed over one after another.

　　Those sergeants said in unison: "Young master, please put on this armor and lead our Tenglong Legion to regain its prestige!"

　　Tears flashed in Shaoyu's eyes, he took a deep breath, and finally shook his head.

　　However, all the sergeants of the Tenglong Legion suddenly half-kneeled on the ground, even Long Qie was no exception.

　　"Young master, please put on this armor and lead my Tenglong Legion... to revive the prestige!"

　　Some of these sergeants are already gray-haired old men, while others are still half-grown yellow-haired boys.

　　But at this moment, they all half-knelt in front of Shaoyu, hoping that he could lead the Tenglong Legion and regain the glory of the past!

　　Shaoyu's eye sockets were finally soaked with tears...

Chapter 55 Han Xin, the humiliation of the crotch (fourth update)

　　Although he was very moved in his heart, Shaoyu was a calm person after all.

　　He is very clear that Yingzheng is currently ruling the world and has achieved feats that the Three Emperors and Five Emperors have never achieved. What he relies on is the invincible army in his hands.

　　Now the Tenglong Legion only has hundreds of old, weak, sick and disabled in front of them. Even if Sun Wu is alive, he is powerless in the face of the powerful Qin army.

　　So even if Shao Yu came to lead the Tenglong Legion, there would be no fundamental change.

　　Shaoyu took a deep breath, a bit of bitterness appeared in the corner of his mouth.

　　Afterwards, Shao Yu said to Long Qi and the sergeants who looked at him with infinite hope, with a heavy tone: "I'm sorry, I... can't do it."

　　"Little Lord……"

　　When Long Qi heard this, he wanted to say something, but Shao Yu stopped him.

　　Shaoyu sighed and said, "You all understand the current situation, but you just don't want to believe the facts. In fact...the Tenglong Legion has already been wiped out in the 21 battles that Yingzheng launched to destroy Chu..."

　　At the same time as he said these words, a faint look of pain appeared on Shaoyu's face.

　　The sergeants around turned pale, and it was their belief to restore the former glory.

　　But they ignored that they were no longer the elite cavalry of Chu State, Tenglong Legion.

　　It was an old, weak, sick and disabled team that could only hide in Tibet during the encirclement and suppression by the Qin army...

　　Shaoyu saw the despair on everyone's face, and felt like a needle pricked his heart.

　　Why is he not, and it is his mission to restore the glory of the former Chu State!

　　However, with these people alone, can they compete with Qin and Ying Zheng?

　　Shaoyu clenched his fists, he... lacked a chance.

　　During the whole process, Zhao Xuan just watched with cold eyes.

　　In the torrent of history, the power of individuals is too weak... Even Zhao Xuan is no exception to this conclusion!

　　Afterwards, Zhao Xuan took Shaoyu and Tianming and left the cave where the Tenglong Legion was.

　　Along the way, even Tianming sensed Shaoyu's emotions, so he didn't speak.

　　So Zhao Xuan decided to take the two of them for a walk in the street, and relax by the way.

　　There are people coming and going on the street, but apart from some ordinary people from the market, there are also some samurai who came from all over the place.

　　These warriors are all ordinary people in appearance, but with Zhao Xuan's eyesight, they can naturally tell.

　　At this time, beside the three of them, a down-and-out warrior walked past.

　　What surprised Zhao Xuan slightly was that the faces of the other warriors all carried a sturdy aura that no stranger could get close to.

　　But on the face of the samurai who just passed by, there was a deep laziness, and his steps were a little vain...

　　In other words, other warriors here are hiding their own strength, but this person is trying to pretend that I am very powerful.

　　Such a discovery made Zhao Xuan shake his head slightly, but immediately, he threw the matter out of his mind.

　　"Mr. Xuan, you said...does what we do really make sense?"

　　At this moment, Shaoyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and stared closely at Zhao Xuan's eyes.

　　And what he asked was the most fundamental doubt after seeing the current situation of the Tenglong Legion.

　　In order to overthrow Qiang Qin, for the hatred of the family and the country, they sacrificed so many people, but the success they achieved was very limited...

　　Now let alone overthrowing the unprecedentedly powerful state of Qin, even assassinating Ying Zheng has become impossible.

　　That's why... Shaoyu confessed her doubts in front of Zhao Xuan.

　　Zhao Xuan sighed softly.

　　In the end, Zhao Xuan said in an erratic voice: "Some things, it doesn't mean that if you can't see the possibility of success, you won't do it..."

　　"Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country, and the only thing that a man can do is... rely on the sword in his hand!"

　　"Slay all the grievances in your heart with one sword, and quell the injustices in the world with one sword! This is a man, or... a knight!"

　　Zhao Xuan patted Shaoyu on the shoulder, signaling him to cheer up.

　　Sure enough, after hearing Zhao Xuan's words, Shaoyu's eyes lit up and regained their color.

　　And in Shaoyu's eyes, there is a touch more, what has never been seen before is definitely in it!

　　The three of them continued to wander the street, and before they knew it, they came to a bridge.

　　The deck of this bridge is extremely narrow, barely enough for one or two people to cross, but at this moment, there are several people standing on the bridge at the same time.

　　One of them was a down-and-out young warrior who had met Zhao Xuan before.

　　But now, he seems to have encountered some troubles.

　　In front of the young warrior, there were a few of the most common rogues on the street, blocking the way forward.

　　The young warrior said politely: "Please give way, I want to cross the bridge."

　　Unexpectedly, those rascals didn't care at all, and the guy standing at the front even taunted: "You are a waste who depends on your mother for a living, and you will starve to death when my mother dies. Do you want to cross the bridge?"

　　At the same time, the remaining rascals all burst into laughter.

　　"If you want to cross the bridge in front of me, there are two ways, one is to pull out the sword behind your back and kill me..."

　　The scoundrel who was ridiculed by the words, made an inch of it and said: "And the other... is to get under my crotch and go through 643..."

　　Faced with such humiliation, the young warrior didn't seem to show any anger or fear.

　　He just calmly emphasized it again, saying: "I just want to cross the bridge!"

　　Seeing that the other party was not angry, the rascal smiled even more proudly.

　　"Trash, don't you want to go through here, then either draw out the sword behind you, or... get under my crotch!"

　　"But a waste like you probably doesn't have the courage to draw a sword! Haha, haha..."

　　With this situation, Tianming under the bridge couldn't help but angrily said: "This person is too much, he just wants to cross a bridge, just stop him like this..."

　　On the other side, Shaoyu's eyes also showed a strange look, but at the same time, he was also somewhat puzzled: "This person's eyes are really terribly calm, and he is able to maintain such calm even after being humiliated, he must be extraordinary... But he doesn't seem to know martial arts, and his background is very ordinary?!"

　　Seeing this, Zhao Xuan was also moved in his heart.

　　On the bridge, facing the repeated humiliation of those rascals, the young warrior secretly clenched his fists.

　　But in an instant, he let go of his fist again.

　　The young warrior just looked at the rascal with a calm face. .

Chapter 56 The Mysterious Chu Nangong (1/4)

　　It was this kind of calm that made the rascal tremble, and unconsciously looked at the iron sword in his hand.

　　"If... if you have the guts, let the horse come over!"

　　However, to everyone's surprise, the young swordsman who seemed about to make a move slowly bent down.

　　"Hahaha... I'm just saying that a waste like you, how can you have the courage to draw your sword and fight!"

　　"Come on, it's an honor for you trash to get through my crotch, haha, haha..."

　　The rascal laughed wildly and spread his legs.

　　While the rascal was laughing wildly, the young warrior's face was very calm.

　　Facing this unbearable humiliation for ordinary people, he just bent down slowly, without any change in the expression on his face.

　　And then...he just crawled over.

　　After finishing all this, the young warrior stood up slowly and looked at the rascal quietly.

　　At some point, the maniacal laughter from the rascal had stopped, and the young warrior raised his head and glanced at the rascal.

　　In that calm tone and indifferent eyes, the rascal who was complacent just now suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

　　Finally, the young warrior opened his mouth slowly and said, "I...can I go over?"

　　There was something unnatural on the rascal's face.

　　Immediately, the scoundrel taunted again: "You trash, you are so timid, you can do anything..."

　　By the bridge, Zhao Xuan, who witnessed the whole process, couldn't help frowning.

　　Tianming was even more angry, and said: "It's really deceiving, but this person is too spineless!"

　　"If it were someone else, they would definitely draw their swords and kill people, but he...why isn't he angry? Could it be that he is really a coward?!"

　　But Ziyu shook his head, not agreeing with Tianming's statement.

　　"Although this person is doing a very humiliating thing, his head did not bow because of it, and his eyes did not seem to be ashamed to the point of shame, on the contrary, they actually showed an incredible calmness..."... "

　　"What kind of person is willing to use such a method to face such a shameful humiliation?!"

　　Tianming saw that it was indeed the case, so he was even more puzzled.

　　Tianming racked his brains, but couldn't figure out why he would do such a humiliating thing since he wasn't afraid of that scoundrel!

　　At this time, Zhao Xuan suddenly said: "When a person has a higher mountain in his heart and wants to climb it, he will not care about the mud under his feet..."

　　"It's possible to use the most peaceful way to face the unbearable pain of ordinary people!"

　　Hearing this, no matter if it was Ziyu or Tianming, they all showed thoughtful expressions on their faces.

　　However, at this time, the proud rascal still refused to let it go.

　　"Stop, if you want to leave like this, it's too cheap for you, isn't it? I haven't had enough fun, sir!"

　　The scoundrel who had just humiliated the young warrior suddenly made another attack.

　　The young warrior paused, and the calm after trying to suppress it could be heard in his voice.

　　"What else do you want?"

　　The rascal smiled grimly and said, "Leave your sword behind, sir, I will let you go..."

　　A trace of anger finally appeared on the young warrior's face, but he didn't say anything, just turned his head and walked slowly down the bridge.

　　Seeing this, the scoundrel drew out the weapon in his hand with a clang.

　　"Han Xin... I didn't allow you to leave, how dare you leave!"

　　As he said that, the scoundrel drew out the weapon in his hand, and slashed at the young warrior whose back was facing him.

　　Ziyu was slightly moved, and murmured: "It turns out that this person is...Han Xin!"

　　"Then, do we want to save people?"

　　Ziyu turned to ask Zhao Xuan.