Seeing this difficulty, Zhong Wushuang gritted her teeth and was dumbfounded, because she knew very well that it was impossible for the physical training realm to jump over such a distance, but it was not a problem for the Qi training realm monks. But the premise that it is not a problem is that he has not taken the spirit-boosting pill just now and his condition is as before. At that time, it was absolutely possible to pass by stepping on the flying sword.
The problem is, if I hadn’t taken the spirit-boosting pill just now, I wouldn’t have been able to climb the mountain. I wouldn’t have been able to pass the first level, let alone the second level?
At this moment, Wushuang had the same feeling as the audience outside the venue: Ouyang Chuan was deliberately playing tricks on others.
. . .
In this world, we don’t know who will come first tomorrow or accident. Difficulties and opportunities never wait until you are ready. How do you say that,
"Success is reserved for those who are prepared."
If we understand it literally, this sentence itself is a false proposition. So in that case, let's just mess it up and prepare for it when success arrives.
Of course, this is a joke, and it is not denying the significance of working hard to improve yourself. It is just telling you that when an opportunity comes to you, don't give up using the reason that you are not ready yet. Because no one in this world succeeds until they are truly prepared. Everyone is improving themselves while doing it. As they do it, they are getting closer and closer to success.
The writer Gladwell pointed out in the book "Outliers" that "the reason why geniuses in people's eyes are extraordinary is not that they are superior in talent, but that they have made continuous efforts. 10,000 hours of tempering is the key for anyone to transform from ordinary to extraordinary." A necessary condition for a world-class master.”
10,000 hours is an exaggeration, but it does take a long time for the human brain to understand and absorb a kind of knowledge or skill before it can reach a master level.
As we said before in the chapter "Successful House", hard work is not useless, it is just an excuse that some people make when they are tired of working hard. Of course, this so-called effort does not refer to physical exertion day and night. That is not called effort, that is called labor.
The criterion for judging whether it is hard work depends on whether your efforts are linked to your goals.
For example, if you are moving bricks on a construction site, if your purpose is to live, then your efforts are indeed linked to the purpose, and we can call it hard work and living hard. But if your goal is to make a lot of money, then you are working hard, not working hard. Then no matter how hard you "work", how many brick-and-mortar people have you seen become bosses?
Therefore, those who one-sidedly emphasize the futility or usefulness of hard work are only half-speakers. As for why he only said half of the words, either he didn't understand it himself, or he only said half of the words on purpose. That's called bad.
I said this, do you understand?
. . .
At this moment, Zhong Wushuang subconsciously looked at Ye Feng, and saw Ye Feng closing his left eye, raising his right arm, and giving a thumbs up to the mountain peak in the distance. Ye Feng calculated the distance with his eyes. Although if Ye Feng wanted to know the exact distance, it would be easy with his original strength. However, a monk with the strength of the body training realm naturally cannot see that far, and he does not have the ability to perceive things with spiritual thoughts. Since Ye Feng decided to use the strength of the body training realm to pass the level, he would naturally abide by the agreement he made with himself.
After calculating the approximate distance, Ye Feng tilted upward at 45 degrees and tightened the elasticity of the Thousand Chance Umbrella's ejection device to the limit. The next second, the flying tiger claw shot out. We all know that an upward 45-degree angle is the farthest in theory.
The flying tiger's claws drew an almost perfect arc and just wrapped around a rather strong thousand-year-old tree on the opposite mountain peak. Here, after Ye Feng fixed the rope, he was ready.
The audience outside the venue understood that this guy named Ye Feng was going to use his very "low-end" non-monk methods to pass this second level. But no one will say that this is not allowed. After all, there's nothing against it in the rules, right?
Ye Feng removed the handle of the Thousand Chance Umbrella, transformed it into a roller skate, and placed it on the rope.
Zhong Wushuang stared blankly at Ye Feng's series of actions. She realized that the other party could definitely pass the second level, but what about herself? No idea at all! But let yourself beg him, do you still want your face?
After Ye Feng tested the strength of the rope, he looked back at Zhong Wushuang and saw that she was still motionless, and said strangely:
"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Come here?"
Zhong Wushuang was surprised by Ye Feng's confused words: "You, want to help me?"
Ye Feng asked strangely: "Otherwise? Based on your current situation, do you have any other ways to pass the test?"
Zhong Wushuang was speechless and remained silent for a long time.
Ye Feng knew what she was thinking. At this time, there was no need to see through it, because it couldn't be more obvious. This time is the occasion for Wanbao Tower and Qianji Pavilion to display their weapons and equipment. Now that Zhong Wushuang accepts his help, he is basically admitting that his weapons are not as good as Qianji Pavilion's. Naturally she hesitated.
So Ye Feng said speechlessly: "There is no perfect weapon in this world. Just like people, if there are strengths, there must be weaknesses. There is nothing surprising about this. The first two levels just caught up with the Thousand Chance Umbrella's strengths. The following projects will definitely have areas that your Wanbao Tower is good at. So, are you sure you don’t want to cooperate temporarily and wait for the opportunity to show off your talents later? "
Zhong Wushuang held it in for a long time and suddenly said: "Then I don't want to lose face!"
As a result, everyone outside the venue was speechless.
Ye Feng also said speechlessly: "You are a person who can even risk your life for the sake of your beliefs. You actually tell me at this time that you want face?! Is face more important than life!?"
Zhong Wushuang said dissatisfiedly: "Then please ask me to allow you to help me."
"..." Ye Feng was speechless again and wanted to cover his eyes.
Everyone outside the court was speechless.
At this time, Mo Ziqing said to Ren Xiaojin: "Most people would reject it. Regardless of the relationship between the other party and himself or his opponent, that attitude alone is enough to reject him. After all, no one is so thick-skinned."
But Ren Xiaojin smiled and said: "Unfortunately, Feng is from the second class."
In the aerial image, Ye Feng sighed helplessly and said: "Okay, okay! I beg you, give me a chance to help you, okay."
The audience outside the stadium were speechless and said in their hearts: This man is so thick-skinned.
At the host's desk, Ouyang Ping asked her grandfather: "Is this okay?"
But Ouyang Chuan smiled and said: "Girl, when did I say that mutual help is not allowed in this treasure fighting conference? That is the selfish inertial logic of you monks.
"And I am a soldier. Compared with excellent personal abilities, I value the collaboration ability of a team more and the role of weapons in team collaboration."
