Zhou Shaoyu held the gun in his arms and praised: "She is awesome." People with such ideals are awesome.
Ruan Qingjuan said nothing.
There was still blood on her swords, but once the blue flames passed by, the blood seemed to have been swallowed up, leaving no trace.
"About ninety-nine of a hundred such seedlings need her constant subsidies." She put away her swords and commented without any emotion.
"And it's a deep pond, so even if you put in the subsidies, there's basically no sound." On the contrary, if these subsidized resources are used on good seedlings, they will get better returns.
Ruan Qingjuan is taking a very realistic stance.
"but."
She seemed to smile. "But out of a hundred seedlings, only one will be good."
"Then that person will definitely try his best to repay this place that brought him warmth. But those good seedlings have always been used to all the resources being tilted towards him, so they may not be so grateful in their hearts."
It's rare to find help in times of need.
Children who have been warmed by charcoal fires throughout the winter will always remember the warmth of that winter.
But this is the land of dreams.
It is difficult to achieve, and there is no reward in the short term. Once Jingying is gone, this place will basically not be able to survive.
"Of course, there is no conflict with the mother tree. Our goals are the same." Yin Nian stood in front of her, "But the premise is that you can stay."
"As you said, you have only recovered half of your talent now."
"You may not be able to stay."
"No." Jingying raised her head and looked at her, "I will definitely stay."
"Then let's get started."
Yin Nian snapped his fingers, and the arenas behind him disappeared instantly.
Countless battle stages arched out from the ground and were cut into stages that were kept at a certain distance. A thin green light shield was also raised on each stage to ensure that the fluctuations of each stage would not interfere. Other people on the stage.
"Just in time, the time for the finals has arrived."
The contestants next to them were still unwilling to move under the healing light of the Shark tribe: "..."
No, don't you two say a few more words?
As for number 301, aren't you very good at talking about it?
Say a few more words! A few more words about the mother tree, a few words about Yin Nian, and so on. Lingkun and the Beast King, come on one by one!
How come the transition to the finals was so seamless? If she wasn't tired, why were they? They are not used to such difficult competitions!
Yin Nian raised his hand and brought a pot to the mother tree, "Our mother tree says that people's potential can be best unleashed when they are most tired, so everyone hurry up and come on stage."
"Maybe I can even break through myself."
The contestants have ten thousand words to curse.
But no one dared to talk back to 'Yuan Xinsui'. Who knew if he would suddenly slap them in the face and say that their qualifications for the competition were disqualified?
And the other people who stayed here to take in Jingying felt even more uncomfortable as if they had swallowed flies.
The good dark horse flew away, and this dark horse was forced out by some people from the mother tree territory before. Now I feel a little embarrassed in my heart. What happened? The same goes for aliens and demons. Now there is Jingying, and they are not very friendly. It is all their faults caused by previous generations!
"Do you think the kind of power she talks about can really be established?" Some people couldn't help but whisper to the people next to them, "Isn't this crazy? Everyone picks the good ones, but she picks the inferior ones."
"It's weird that it can be cultivated like this." Someone must have choked next to him, "Why are strong people strong? Naturally, they are fundamentally different from us in terms of talent."
"Look at Yin Nian, Yuan Xin Sui, Ling Tian Ning Hong Fei, why are they walking in front of us?"
"Do you dare to say that they can just rely on hard work? There are many hard-working people in the world."
As the man spoke, he sighed, "Only when people accept their fate can they clearly see the gap between themselves and others. In this world, there are some things that cannot be achieved through hard work alone."
Everyone has acquiesced in this statement. Who doesn’t have the heart to be number one? There are times when we are young and frivolous, but sometimes for some people, if they can't do it, they just can't do it.
They looked at Jingying and felt hard knowing that she would never join any force.
"But it's better if she doesn't go to Wanyu." Someone breathed a sigh of relief, "Otherwise Wanyu would be really beautiful."
"They are already very prosperous now." Grandma Yin suddenly interrupted.
With a calm expression, he said, "As long as the Emperor can get rid of him."
"I dare to say that it will be at least three thousand years in the future."
"They all belong to the era of Wanyu."
As long as the current group of people from Wanyu are still alive.
Then Ten Thousand Realms will be glorious for one day.
Just say a few words.
On the stage.
Everyone is already standing.
The final was simple and rough.
Just fight!
Hit until the opponent loses consciousness and the number is invalid.
Those who advance will quickly advance to the next battle and rematch with those who have also advanced.
There won't be any breaks in between.
The person facing Jingying was from the Mother Tree territory.
He secretly complained in his heart, mentally he had fallen into the inferior position and felt that he could not win.
After all, Jingying had made such a big fuss before.
His own strength is not good, and he had barely managed to pass the level in a time jam before.
I originally thought that Jingying would feel very relaxed and a little contemptuous of him.
But he didn't expect that Jingying looked more nervous than him.
She put a hand on her chest and muttered something.
He stretched out his other hand and drew something unknown on his palm, then placed it on his forehead.
Grandma Yin said to Yin Nian: "This is a ritual that the Jing family does before going on an expedition. It is probably to pray for victory and peace."
Yin Nian nodded.
Some people do.
"Then...start!"
As soon as Yin Nian gave the order, the place immediately became lively.
And at the same time.
In the territory of the Zerg.
Nan Hui spent a lot of effort and sent away the guards around her.
We arrived at the underground secret room where the emperor had been staying before.
She took a deep breath.
Heart pounding.
"This time we must know what he was doing during this time."
"Either success, or..." Death at the hands of the Emperor is not impossible.
Nan Hui was a little nervous.
Stretch out your hand and draw the symbols you have drawn over and over again on the palm of your hand.
Then slowly, put it on your forehead.
