My Way

Chapter 688 You are really a bit picky

Chapter 688 You are really a bit picky~
What should combat be like?
With ease?
Thrilling?
The outcome is unpredictable?
……

About this question.

Kang Xingcheng felt that a so-called battle should at least be a two-way fight.

If you can't even do a give and take.

What kind of fight is that?

At most, it is just a one-sided show!!
Therefore, before, with the time bought by his companions, he directly adjusted his own condition to the best.

He even used various secret methods that were specifically designed to temporarily increase strength, at any cost.

And all he did was to be able to confront Ling Wuyuan head-on and defeat him.

But...although the idea is very beautiful, the reality is extremely bleak.

Even though he has done this.

It's okay to put in 120% effort.

But the speed gap between him and Ling Wuyuan has not narrowed at all...

Even though it's over at this moment.

Kang Xingcheng still couldn't remember how he was tricked before...

He only remembered that after Ling Wuyuan finished speaking and got ready, he originally wanted to take two of Ling Wuyuan's moves head-on to test how fast the opponent was with a speed that he claimed could not even be maintained for 0.1 second, and then... then there was nothing else.

He remembered the beginning.

Remember the ending too.

But what is the process like?

He was completely clueless.

He only knew that when he gradually reacted with full confidence, he was already seriously injured and dying.

He couldn't even remember how he was injured...it was as if part of his memory had been deleted.

but.

Although I don’t know what exactly happened at that time.

But at least he could judge one thing very clearly.

That is, I have already lost...

The loss was extremely tragic. It's no problem to say that it was a horrible loss...

now.

Although he wanted to remain calm on the surface so that he could retain the last bit of dignity as a loser.

But the bitter feeling that followed him everywhere could not help but surge into his heart...

He has been practicing since he was young. Although he has been called a genius since he was young, and thanks to his family inheritance, he has never lacked inheritance and resources since he was young, for thousands of years, no matter how strong or weak he is, as long as he has time, he will spend at least ten hours a day practicing seriously, and has never slacked off.

Therefore, although he had a bit of arrogance, he always felt that even if he could not be considered a peerless genius, he should be able to look at the ceiling.

after all.

Not only do I have excellent conditions, but I have also made countless efforts.

Talent, hard work, background, and opportunity, I have them all, don’t I?

It wouldn't be wrong to look up at the ceiling a little, right?

But today, facing Ling Wuyuan, who is only in his teens.

He finally realized that he had been overthinking.

The so-called effort.

In the face of true talent, it is simply not worth mentioning.

I spent thousands of years practicing day and night to finally achieve the fruit of my lifelong learning, but it was so easy for the other party to surpass me...

It's like the results of a mouse living in a hole, whose lifetime of hard work is ultimately not as good as a casual step on by a newborn elephant... It's so cruel!
On Ling Wuyuan's body.

He saw absolute talent.

It filled him with a sense of despair, a talent that should have been at the top.

For a while.

Kang Xingcheng's eyes also instinctively revealed a bit of confusion...

That is the feeling of confusion caused by a shattered heart.

However, despite this, his self-esteem still made him choose to accept defeat.

Looking at Ling Wuyuan who was not far in front of him.

He calmly sought a quick death.

Compared to the current situation where he was seriously injured and dying and could only silently wait for the last vitality in his body to drain away automatically, or the cowardly self-destruction, he hoped that he could die honorably at the hands of Ling Wuyuan.

Ling Wuyuan didn't say much.

He immediately planned to get rid of the other party.

As for the guy next to the other party who tried to beg for mercy but couldn't make any sound, and couldn't even use his mental power, and the other guy who was still in a coma, Ling Wuyuan was completely concerned about him and just planned to get rid of them together.

however.

Just at the last moment before he was about to take action.

Perhaps it was due to some indescribable feeling of unwillingness.

As a dying person.

Kang Xingcheng suddenly asked without any warning:

"Speaking of which... am I considered an opponent?"

Face this problem.

After a moment's silence, Ling Wuyuan replied:

"Calculate."

"After all, I was also seriously injured."

"If I come to think of it, I should remember you for the rest of my life."

get this answer.

Kang Xingcheng's unrecognizable face suddenly revealed an expression that could perhaps be called relief.

just.

In his mouth, he complained with a bit of disdain:

"Liar."

"I feel like you probably don't even know my name, it would be strange if you would remember me for the rest of your life..."

Also at this moment.

Under Yu Baidinghan's pleading gaze, Yu Kangcanglan was still unconscious.

Ling Wuyuan summoned the strength he had just recovered and launched a final attack on the three people whose vitality was already like a candle in the wind...

Shortly after.

It was confirmed that the three were completely dead.

In fact, because the three people's spatial items had already been destroyed, there was not even a single bit of loot left at the scene.

Ling Wuyuan then looked a little helpless. He used his right hand, which had lost several fingers, to gently scratch his charred head, which didn't even have a single hair left. He complained to himself:

"I'm too lazy to remember men's names..."

"Isn't it enough to just remember that this happened?"

"You're quite picky~"

That was a tone of disdain.

This situation is a very strong proof that he is a very ethical person.

At most, I will only be interested in the name of the beautiful woman.

I have absolutely no interest in men's names.

This is what it's like to have the opposite sex but no humanity.

In short.

He cared much more about Kang Xingcheng's last-minute complaints than the fact that he was assassinated by a group of people.

After all, being ambushed and killed is something like that.

In Ling Wuyuan's mind, it was not a problem at all.