Chapter 282

"Is there any real fairness in the martial arts world?

Some people are born to be martial arts prodigies, and after a few days of practice, they can achieve a little success in martial arts, while some people are not born to practice martial arts. If you let him practice for more than ten years, he may only have a first-grade cultivation base .

Some people are born in a family in the prime of life, they are born with a golden key, they are supplied with various resources, they have powerful exercises to lay the foundation for them, and they have powerful teachers to guide them. And some people were born in a practice family that has long since declined, and there may only be a tattered volume of exercises in the family that can be given to him!

Not only in the world of martial arts, but even in this world, there has never been a real fairness.

In school, two people sit in the same position, listen to the same class, and do the same thing, but the results are very different. Can this be called fair?

To be fair, he does exist, but he exists in a relative way, like a scumbag, maybe he is not very good at learning, but he can build something in other areas, he may be very good at painting Great, he may sing very well, that's only fair!

But if you really want the so-called absolute fairness and equality in any aspect, then you shouldn't be born in this world at all. "

After saying this, Ye Ziheng turned around, walked off the stage, passed through the crowd, and walked away alone, leaving the disciple in front of the crowd to meditate.

After walking for a while, Ye Ziheng glanced back quietly, he was finally relieved to see that the crowd didn't catch up, he just beat those two guys, his physical strength was almost exhausted, if those guys still let Ye Zi If Heng challenges them again, Ye Ziheng may only fight with one person of the same rank as him at most.

After leaving the crowd, Ye Ziheng returned all the way to the Artifact Refining Hall according to the route he came from before. He met many people on the way, and they all looked at Ye Ziheng with surprised and malicious eyes, and cursed in a low voice. Looking at Ye Ziheng, Ye Ziheng suddenly felt as if he was isolated from the whole world. Everyone around him was deliberately avoiding him, and few dared to speak to him.

When we arrived at the Artifact Refining Hall, there were still few people here, except for the disciple that Qin Luo had seen when we came here, there was no one else.

Ye Ziheng slowly walked to the side of the disciple.

After hearing the footsteps, the disciple looked up and saw that it was Ye Ziheng with a look of disdain in his eyes, but he still suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and looked at Ye Ziheng and asked.

"Is there a problem?"

"I'm here to sell magic weapons."

Ye Ziheng said, and took out the three first-grade long sword magic weapons, one first-grade long knife magic weapon and one first-grade long spear magic weapon that the system had refined.

The disciple was obviously taken aback when he saw these things, but he calmed down quickly, looked at Ye Ziheng, and said in a questioning manner.

"Where did these things come from!"

Ye Ziheng was a little angry, because he heard what the disciple meant from his tone. He was suspecting that the magic weapon he refined was stolen.

But even though there were all kinds of anger in his heart, Ye Ziheng still held back and did not explode, because he knew that if he wanted to sell the magic weapon in the future, he would have to go through the Artifact Refining Hall.

"All of them were made by myself before, every one of them."

(to be continued)