"You, you're not..." Shen Jinshan was shocked when he heard the clear female voice coming from He Wei's body.
"Yes, I'm not." He Wei slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and smiled at the two of them.
"You, you are, that witch!" At this time, Huang Zhen also reacted, and his face suddenly turned pale.
This voice was clearly the terrifying genius who had just forced Yu Wencheng to withdraw from the trial!
"A witch?" He Wei stretched out a finger and tapped his lips lightly, smiling: "That's a good title~"
As he spoke, he quickly stretched out his hands and pressed them directly against the two people in front of him.
"What do you want to do?!" Shen Jinshan struggled hard and wanted to retreat.
What made him despair was that the sharp sword falling from the sky accurately stabbed the most important meridian on his arm. And within that sharp sword, streams of pure energy that he didn't recognize continued to flow into his body, making him stiff and almost unable to move.
There is no doubt that if he had to forcefully break free, at least his arms would be completely disabled; at worst, his whole body's meridians would be severed and he would become a cripple!
"I'll give you one, great luck!" As he said that, He Wei raised a hint of evil at the corner of his mouth, and pressed hard on their heads with his two claws.
"Ten thousand demons have lost their minds!" He Wei shouted coldly, and the strange black light on his fingertips turned into runes, all of which penetrated into the minds of the two of them.
"What are you going to do!" Huang Zhen was shocked, shaking his head desperately, trying to get rid of the claws, but to no avail.
"I just want you to [kneel down]~" The strange smile on the corner of He Wei's mouth became stronger, and his eyes also glowed with strange blood.
In the eyes of those two people, the person in front of them was simply a devil!
After dozens of seconds, He Wei finally retracted his paws and sat cross-legged. The blood magic seal in his body released streams of pure energy to repair his injuries.
At the same time, the two sharp swords that pierced both of their arms slowly dissipated, turning into a ball of pure energy and pouring into their bodies.
"What did you do..." Shen Jinshan gritted his teeth and stared at He Wei, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
At the same time, his knees were slightly bent, as if he was holding back the severe pain.
"Ah -" Huang Zhen wailed on the side and suddenly fell to his knees in front of He Wei.
"Hmm..." Huang Zhen covered his mouth with one hand, sweating all over his body.
"If you want to say it, just say it~ You want to surrender to me and accept me as your master." He Wei opened his eyes and looked at Huang Zhen in front of him with interest.
"And you, kneel down if you want. You don't have to suppress yourself." He Wei looked at Shen Jinshan again and said with a smile.
"You..." After hearing He Wei's words, Shen Jinshan squeezed hard with one hand, and there was a sudden click, and one of his kneecaps shattered.
Then, he knelt on one knee in front of He Wei with a pale face.
"Subordinate, subordinate, Huang, Zhen, see, see, master..." Huang Zhen was also breaking out in a cold sweat, his eyes were bloodshot and swollen, almost protruding from his eye sockets.
And in his mouth, words came out word by word that he was unwilling to say even to death.
"I won't surrender to you!" Huang Zhen's eyes suddenly flashed with cold light, and he punched himself hard in the face. His face was red and swollen, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"I, Huang Zhen, have no talent and am not from a big power. I can only rely on myself in this life! In order to reach my current level, I have killed so many people, made so many mistakes, and offended so many powers..."
"I, Huang Zhen, will fight against fate, fight against heaven, and become a peerless strongman! I will make everyone stop looking down on me! I, Huang Zhen, will never accept my fate!"
"Ahem..."
Roaring, Huang Zhen suddenly coughed violently, and mouthfuls of blood flowed out of his body.
"Bite your tongue and commit suicide?" He Wei sneered and put his hand directly into Huang Zhen's mouth, opening his mouth.
"You must have heard too many stories about being a storyteller."
"Well..." Huang Zhen couldn't speak, he just looked at He Wei coldly.
In his eyes, Jinchen even read a hint of provocation and pride...
"I see, it's not that you want to commit suicide, but that you don't want to say the words of surrender to me." He Wei covered his face with his hands and sneered.
"Hahaha..." He Wei couldn't help laughing wildly and trembling all over.
"It's a pity, it's a pity that fate is something that people can't resist at all..." He Wei said expressionlessly, took out his hand and punched Huang Zhen hard on the chest.
"Wow..." Huang Zhen's face turned red and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"You two, just use it like this. I want to see how long it takes you." He Wei shook his head and turned around.
"But I still have to say one thing. If you miss some opportunities, you will never have them again." He Wei turned to look at the two of them and said slowly: "Things that are impossible cannot be done just because of persistence."
"There are no miracles in this world that God does not allow."
"If you two want to step into the realm of spiritual cultivation, you have no choice but to surrender to me!"
After saying that, He Si sat cross-legged, took out a healing elixir, threw it into his mouth, and really started to heal, no longer paying attention to the two people behind him.
"Things that are impossible cannot be accomplished just by persistence..." Shen Jinshan knelt down on one knee and softly murmured what He Wei had just said, as if he was really starting to think about what He Wei had said.
It has been twenty-five years since I entered the ninth level of Ningling.
After twenty-five years of tempering, this spiritual energy has become very pure and condensed.
Now, even if I encounter Xiu Shen, I can barely cope with it.
But, is this enough?
As long as he doesn't become a cultivator for a day, he will never be able to truly compete with the cultivator!
He is not one of those geniuses who can leapfrog challenges, nor is he a saintly son of a sect with massive resources or a son of a wealthy family.
All he has is this miserable life!
Something that was extremely precious to him, but worthless to those strong men!
I don’t want to... After finally coming to this world, I don’t want to be just a dispensable person.
I want to be strong, truly strong.
A strong man who has been praised by the world for thousands of years, a strong man who can protect an entire country by one person!
I want……
Repair, God!
"Subordinate Shen Jinshan, please see the Lord!" After thinking about it, Shen Jinshan no longer hesitated, knelt down on his knees, hit his head hard on the ground, causing his forehead to bleed, and bowed to the person in front of him.
"Mr. Shen, you..." Huang Zhen looked at Shen Jinshan, his mouth slightly open, his eyes full of disbelief.
He didn't expect that the "life taker" who didn't take the major forces seriously, who was so bold and refused to obey anyone in his life... actually knelt down in front of a young man in his twenties!
"Things that are impossible cannot be accomplished just by perseverance. My subordinate Shen Jinshan boldly begs the Lord to help me cultivate my god." Shen Jinshan bowed down again and pressed his forehead tightly to the ground, not raising it for a long time. He begged, his voice hoarse and trembling.
"Raise your head." A cold voice came.
Shen Jinshan slowly raised his head and looked at He Wei squatting in front of him. His lips were trembling and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"This is reality." He Wei said expressionlessly, with a hint of desolation in his voice.
"Subordinate, I understand..." Shen Jinshan replied, with two lines of tears falling from his eyes.
He knew that he Shen Jinshan would no longer be "Shen Jinshan" from now on.
