This villain, please exercise some restraint.

The tiger's mouth was numb, and with two moves, the long sword in the white-haired boy's hand was easily knocked to the ground by "Mian".

"Mian" was also stunned. With the previous experience of fighting against Shi Si, he deliberately restrained himself a lot this time, but he didn't expect that...

If this was a sword fight with the Sword Master or an elite disciple of the Sword Sect, he would have said something serious about his lack of swordsmanship, but he could not open his mouth when facing the weak young man in front of him.

He has the original owner's extremely solid foundation and a rather outstanding body. Coupled with his own unique understanding, he has grown extremely fast. Even now, his strength has greatly exceeded the original owner's original strength, and Shi Si... But there are none of them.

In fact, his body was extremely weak, and his mind, which had always been flexible, stagnated when faced with the sword manual.

He... really has no talent in martial arts. Even if he has laid a foundation, he still can't be outstanding.

What's more, he also found that Shi Si's body was not suitable for too strenuous exercise, which meant that he was insulated from the path of martial arts.

He seems to be suitable, quietly firing a few cold arrows, or staying behind the scenes and being a bystander.

"..."

Picking up the long sword that fell to the ground, the white-haired boy stared at the sword in his hand and fell silent.

When he was still Temperance, he tried to become stronger by strengthening himself, but his body was like a body that already had a fixed value and could not grow. No matter how hard he tried, he was still frighteningly weak.

Now... nothing seems to have changed.

The Scripture Collection Pavilion of the Martial Arts Alliance would improve the strength of anyone who wanted to become stronger, but unfortunately, even though he had the power to read the secret books freely, he could only watch helplessly.

His body clearly told him...he could only read these secrets.

They... won't bring him any improvement.

"too weak--"

The white-haired boy murmured to himself, and darkness flashed across his dark eyes.

"Mian" stared at the white-haired boy in front of him, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Based on his understanding of Shi Si, at this time, the person in front of him does not need meaningless comfort.

He suddenly thought of what Shi Si said to him when he was lost in the desert last time.

When Shi Si... suddenly returned to the Wulin League, was he also worried that one day, his own strength would be far behind the players?

No... to be precise, Shi Si may have always had this worry, because unlike the infinite growth potential of the player race itself, Shi Si's body is a body with a fixed upper limit.

He seems... destined to be unable to significantly improve his actual strength.

He seemed... destined to rely on external objects.

He can practice sword moves very proficiently and display his skills perfectly, but he has no strength himself, and his body is not worthy of his skills and the moves he practices.

At this stage, if Shi Si wants to become stronger without harming himself, the only thing he can rely on is external objects.

Using his own proficient skills, coupled with powerful weapons or other things, he might be able to avoid decline.

But even so, it is quite unsafe for Shi Si, because his own weakness can easily be seen through.

In the past, before he changed his identity, he had the ability to teleport with his thoughts, and paired with sophisticated equipment, it was a very difficult to guard against, but now, he no longer has this ability.

In the eyes of "Mian", temperance becomes "Shi Si", which is a major weakening in a sense.

He didn't understand what the so-called "player" status brought to Shi Si.

Subconsciously reaching out to take the thrown long sword, the young man in red stared at the white figure retreating silently, and his hand on the sword hilt tightened unconsciously.

An unspeakable feeling of powerlessness arose from the bottom of his heart. He didn't understand where this feeling came from and where it was going, but... the feeling at this moment was so tangible and obvious.

"Setsu...no, Shi Si..."

He suddenly called out his name.

The boy with short white hair paused for a moment, then turned around. It was at the junction of day and night, and the slightly darker glow blurred his outline.

This made "Mian" somewhat unclear about his expression.

But he felt that there was a line of sight falling on him naturally at this moment.

"Shi Si, no matter what, you will always be the most powerful in my mind...So, if there is something you want to eliminate, you might as well try to believe me, I will do it. ..do your best.”

He is not good at consoling, and in his opinion, such words of comfort are often of no use.

But facing Shi Si at this moment, the existence that had originally given it "life" together with the Gu refiner, it still spoke out in rather awkward words.

Moreover, since Shi Si came back this time, he felt something was different. In other words, since he said goodbye to Shi Si Wan Gu Pagoda, when he saw each other again, Shi Si gave him a slightly different feeling.

Probably...compared to before, I am a lot less gloomy and have a little more smiles.

When he was still restrained, he could rarely catch a glimpse of his gentle smile that was biased toward the sun from under the hood of his tightly wrapped cloak.

The occasional smile is also filled with coldness.

And when Jiejie changed his identity and assumed the pseudonym Shi Si, it was undeniable that the smile that seemed to be without any impurities made him feel dazed for a moment.

Did...did you make a mistake...Temperance...Shi Si...did he actually smile like this...

In the past, the word "gentleness" had nothing to do with moderation, but after becoming Shi Si, it seems... it can have a little more to do with it.

"Use all your strength? To eliminate the existence? Ha...'Mian', in your mind, I always seem to be the image of an executioner."

"Do not--"

"Mian" blinked, subconsciously wanting to refute, he had never felt that way.

"I know that my talents are limited, or to put it simply, I have no talent at all to improve my abilities - I can't lift it with my hands, I can't carry it on my shoulders, and I am no match for even those who may look quite weak."

"Mian - I'm a little tired. I don't want to think about anything anymore, or... eliminate any existence. I just feel a little unwilling. It's just because I'm unwilling that I try again and again."

After speaking, Shi Si's words became softer and softer, with a little tiredness and helplessness.

"'Mian', in the past we have killed too many people and wiped out too many lives in order to achieve a certain goal. Even many forces from the Wulin Alliance used fresh life to strengthen Ah Qiao and feed Gu insects. , they were reduced to food rations."

"Now that I think about it carefully, the lives I carry on my body are already a lot without even realizing it."