Chapter 968 The Choice and Appearance of the Road (I Wish Everyone a Happy Dragon Boat Festival!)

Chapter 968 The choice and appearance of the road (I wish everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival!)

"Breathe, hoo..."

Yin Zhong's breathing seemed a little short, but his sword hand was still steady.

Facts have proved that the real battle is not between him and Feijian.

It doesn't have as many blinding sword lights, but still has something scary enough and depressing enough.

On this plain, no creature could resist Yin Zhong's sword light, whose speed reached the limit of the speed of sound.

Whether it's those ogres with huge bodies, or those Yinlings with ghostly forms.

Under that sword light, everything fell apart!

However, Yin Zhong looked at the monsters that were gradually gathering in front of him.

They stared at Yin Zhong with eyes full of fear and greed, and they were naturally afraid of powerful beings.

However, they could smell Yin Zhong's weak breath.

This doesn't require any great wisdom: they only need to get some breath from Yin Zhong's more rapid breathing and slow sword light.

For ordinary natural creatures, blindly provoking a powerful existence is not in line with the norms of survival.

But for these bloodthirsty monsters, Yin Zhong's soul full of certain qualities deeply attracted them:

This place was not built by the natural environment, and a powerful curse made the creatures here extremely bloodthirsty.

Even the tauren, whose main characteristic is gentleness, began to abandon their vegetarian nature and began to hunt and kill intelligent life.

It was an instinctive desire, and it was very addictive.

Have you reached your limit...

Feeling the unnatural twitch from the arm muscles, Yin Zhong secretly thought.

He began to think back to his master's guidance to him: Compared with those skills or verbal enlightenment, Yi Qiu's behavior set up a towering enough spiritual monument for him.

Choosing the path of one's own soul has always been rigorous and solemn.

And it is not just a few whispers in the heart, but also needs to be put into practical actions.

And implement it into your own life, and integrate it into your entire life little by little!

If it was a master, what would he do?

Yin Zhong began to think that he could escape.

But he was thinking, how should the path he chooses be presented?

If it is just a sword that is extremely fast, it is naturally extremely sharp.

But what about the man with the sword?

The current choice is really not that difficult for an ordinary person:

It is not a shame to choose to give up things that are beyond the scope of one's ability.

But for Yin Zhong, he has a different view.

Only the most extreme tilt can make the most powerful swordsman...

How to face death as a swordsman?

Only swinging the sword...

I think, I get it...

Yin Zhongwei closed his eyes, this action made the surrounding monsters start to move around.

They don't have any mercy or morality, and sneak attacks are a normal method for them.

And at this moment, a golden light overflowed in Yin Zhong's bloodshot eyes,

If the body has lost the strength to swing the sword, then use your heart to chop!

At this moment, the Way of Promise gradually became blurred, and an intersection hidden in the mist appeared in front of Yin Zhong:

Then, suddenly a golden light shot out from behind him!

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"Dean, my sigil level has increased!"

"It's really fun there!"

Anne-Taris looked at Emma who was meditating in the principal's room with joy on her face. She looked very happy.

However, Emma could smell something from her.

Of course it wasn't the smell of blood. After leaving the copy plane, all the active particles in the blood were lost.

But this does not mean that it is completely tasteless, some things will not completely dissipate because of the loss of activity.

For example: the breath of death...

Of course, Emma wasn't feeling uneasy or having other negative emotions because Anne-Taris had killed too many lives.

If you choose the path of comprehensive network player, killing is an extremely common thing.

Emma just felt a little strange, where did Anne-Taris get such a strong breath of death from.

But thinking of Anne-Taris' related abilities, Emma suddenly realized something.

"Annie, you used your sigil ability..."

Emma looked at Anne-Taris, her most proud student.

While her greatest strength doesn't come from her, that doesn't mean she holds it against her.

"Yes, Dean..."

Anne-Taris suppressed the joy on her face, she looked at the dean with a calm expression, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart.

"I once prohibited you from using your abilities, not because they are dangerous or full of taboo elements."

"It's because: You can't handle it yet."

Emma said quietly to Anne-Taris.

"You should understand the source of your power—it comes from the highest, so it must not be unknown."

"You will become a legend in this world and leave your own famous name—this is a future that can be easily calculated."

"However, it's like that although I don't suppress my blood nature too much, I still maintain absolute dominion over the flames."

"Annie, you can be influenced by power, and you can be different because of it."

"But, you have to know: power is power, and what you have to do is to become its ruler!"

Emma's tone didn't look serious, she never liked that kind of overly solemn and solemn atmosphere.

It seems that only in that atmosphere can everything be given the correct meaning.

"The wanton use of uncontrolled power will only bring about one consequence..."

"Go to the training room and train, you know what you're supposed to do."

Seeing Anne-Taris who left dejectedly, Emma didn't feel too much intolerable.

The cultivation of bear cubs is a very complicated process.

She certainly can't distort her nature, nor make her a real bear:

Despite the source of her power, the celestial monk does display recklessness to the fullest.

But Emma knew what kind of cold and unshakable will was behind that recklessness.

Perhaps Anni-Taris's reckless behavior has something to do with some characteristics of his power?

Emma fell into some kind of contemplation, she was thinking about some possibility.

Annie-Taris doesn't need to be in a hurry to grow her strength now, she is too immature to use the power of the seal.

In Emma's view, laying a solid foundation is what she should do more.

Just like the long and difficult spell research career, it seems that apart from some 1st-level spells, it didn't let her get anything more practical.

But Emma knew what a gift that seemingly worthless past had given her.

Flames, if there is not enough firewood, are just blurred sparks after all...

I wish everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival, because I need to entertain guests later today, so I can only take the time to write a chapter...

——From the bald head who touched the bald head for the recovery said in this chapter