Early in the morning, Hero Yang was washing his face in the courtyard.
Of course, he didn't sleep well last night. His bones weren't that hard, and his mental fortitude wasn't that good either.
After all, the battle between Sun Lang and Tensei Province would have a preliminary result today. Who would win and who would lose, who would be strong and who would be weak, would be revealed in a few hours.
He scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face. The bone-chilling feeling stimulated his well-maintained face, making him shiver … Yes, it was today.
The door was pushed open, and Sun Lang came out from the inner room. He saw Hero Yang in the courtyard and smiled. "Oh, you're up so early. Do you cherish your last morning so much?"
Hero Yang almost choked on the cold water. He sighed and said resentfully, "Senior, can't you say something nice?"
"Oh."
Sun Lang pondered for a moment and then praised, "You're up so early. You must be very excited and can't wait."
— — Bullshit, I wish time would stay like last night forever …
Hero Yang's voice became more and more weak. "How can you tell that I can't wait?"
Sun Lang gave him a thumbs up and showed his shiny teeth. He smiled and said, "It's very simple. You must have been very worried and troubled these two days. But after today, maybe you won't have to worry and worry anymore. You'll bid farewell to all the worries and sadness in the world. You won't have to think about anything, and you won't have to bear anything … You must be looking forward to this kind of peace."
— — Wow!
You're really good at following good advice. These few words are so f * cking nice!
You can even say death in such a fresh and refined way!
Hero Yang, who was angry but didn't dare to say anything, was madly complaining in his heart.
Sun Lang came to his side and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry, don't worry. Yang Zi, let me teach you a lesson … … In this world, there are many deaths. They are all caused by the people involved, understand?"
Hero Yang blinked and said dumbfoundedly, "… I don't really understand."
"Stupid."
Sun Lang smiled and said, "For example, think about it. Why did you get targeted by me and end up in such a pitiful situation?"
— — You know how pitiful my situation is!
You don't seem to care about this at all when you bully me!
Yang Tian Du cursed endlessly in his heart, but due to Sun Lang's abuse of power, he didn't dare show it at all. He spoke with an aggrieved and aggrieved tone, "Of course it's because I was possessed by greed and insatiable greed. For the sake of establishing a connection with the Heavenly Policy Mansion, I couldn't restrain myself for a moment and became the Heavenly Policy Mansion's lackey. So, I was targeted by you …."
To be honest, Hero Yang had been regretting his decision for the past two days. Every time there was no one around, he thought of his decision to seek refuge in Tensei Province and wished he could slap himself eighteen times.
"That's right. If you hadn't sought refuge in Tensei Province, you wouldn't have been held here by me. Your life is beyond your control. As the saying goes, you reap what you sow. Everyone has to bear the corresponding price for their choices. Ironically …"
Sun Lang's eyes flickered as he said faintly, "Humans often think that they are infallible and think that they can bear the consequences … In fact, they can't."
Yang Tiandu thought about it and nodded slowly.
Sun Lang smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "So far, your performance is not bad … Soon, you will know how wise your choice was."
The senior's smile was still warm, his attitude was gentle, and his tone was calm, but Hero Yang couldn't help but shudder.
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside.
Soon, someone knocked on the door and said respectfully from outside, "Senior, everyone is waiting for your order."
Sun Lang patted his clothes and tidied up his robe. He reached out and the door opened. Master Zhiying and the others were waiting respectfully in front of the door.
Sun Lang's gaze swept over them and the corners of his mouth hooked up into a faintly discernible smile.
With a warm smile, he said, "You can discuss when to set off. I'm not your leader, so you don't have to consult me about everything."
XiMen Qing cupped his hands and said, "Senior, you don't have to decline. You are a hero, unparalleled in the world. We are all convinced that you are the leader!
A real man can't be without power for a day. You will like the pleasure of commanding the heroes. "
Sun Lang chuckled. "I don't really like it now."
The heroes of the martial arts world looked at each other, not understanding what he meant.
Then, they heard Sun Lang say with a smile, "But there is no harm in revisiting old dreams. Some skills can't be forgotten in a short time."
Immediately after, they saw Sun Lang soar into the air like a goshawk flying through the air.
Everyone present was a first-class expert in the martial arts world, but no one could see Sun Lang's movements clearly. He was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed a thousand feet in the air and arrived at the highest point of the town.
Like a dragon's roar, the sound of a tiger's roar reverberated throughout Jinyuan Town.
Yang Tiandu had taught him before that the rules of the martial arts world were that seniors should speak loudly and loudly to let everyone know that they were awesome.
He said, "Hey, how are you?"
There was no need to introduce himself or try to worm his way into being friends. He only needed to greet them.
The people gathered in various places of Jinyuan Town raised their heads at the same time and immediately saw the figure of High Wind Rider. The violent sound was like a tide that pushed across the entire town, rumbling in everyone's hearts.
Just from the sound, they knew who that person was.
Yesterday, the focus of everyone's discussion in the taverns and inns was about that person's master, that person's identity, and how high that person's martial arts were.
Now, they all knew … that the roar that was like a real tide signified an unheard-of profound martial arts. Yet, no one was injured. This kind of martial arts was simply shocking.
"Greetings, senior!"
Those martial artists who had seen Sun Lang's true appearance and had been intimidated by his aura and might excitedly waved their hands and loudly greeted him.
The Sun Lang that these people saw was actually an illusion. It was the Sun Lang of two years ago, the Grand Marshal who was regarded as a reborn Saint by the soldiers of the Six Armies, the great general who once stood upright and upright, the great hero who was still as dazzling as the sun in the Tianyuan Era … Even if it was only a shadow, it was enough to make these self-abased and proud martial artists of the martial arts world admire him wholeheartedly.
Thus, when those people who had never seen Sun Lang criticized and questioned him, they bravely stepped forward to defend Sun Lang's reputation and argued with the crowd.
However, Sun Lang's image was still very mysterious. In the end, he did not appear in front of everyone. As the saying goes, seeing is believing. More people have not seen him, so they naturally had doubts in their hearts.
Even if the brainless fans swore and did their best to explain, they could not help but receive doubtful gazes and perfunctory replies. This made these people who wanted to promote the glory of their senior feel very depressed and angry.
But now … their senior had finally appeared!
Everything had come to light!
Do you still dare to not believe!
Do you still dare to question?
These people immediately felt a sense of exaltation. Without a doubt, now that the truth was out, they had become the few smart people who insisted on the truth. At this moment, the louder their cheers, the more it showed that their insistence was correct. It showed that the people who questioned them were idiots, and it showed that they were very familiar with their senior.
The people who once questioned Sun Lang also lowered their eyes in shame. However, they were also very smart and reacted quickly. Thus, they also raised their fists and cheered with the people around them to show that they were also part of the people who supported their senior and not those stubborn idiots.
For a moment, waves of cheers came one after another.
Seeing this, Yang Tian was dumbfounded. What, what was going on?
Since when did he become so popular?
Sun Lang listened to the tsunami-like cheers from below with a calm expression. He had seen bigger scenes than this, and the scene of people worshipping and cheering him even made him feel a little irritated.
Just as he said … he did not like people cheering and worshipping him anymore. He no longer liked being a hero.
It was just a relationship between using and being used. You reap what you sow. Everyone has to be responsible for their own actions. You all are the same, and so am I.
Therefore, he raised his hands and shouted, "Since all of you know me, I will not talk nonsense. Let's go. Bring your swords and guns. We will go to Bai Clan Fort and reason things out!"
Dominating the world and commanding the heroes was a very distant memory. He was once trusted by many people and followed by many people. He was once like today, standing on a high platform and under the gaze of countless burning gazes, he made a speech that was enough to go down in history and inspire the brave people to protect their homeland … But now, everything had changed.
However, there were also things that had not changed.
Just like now. The people listened to Sun Lang's simple command and looked at his figure. They did not know why, but just a simple command and just a simple figure made their blood boil.
Those simple words seemed to have the power to awaken their souls.
That tall figure was like a war flag. Just by standing there, it was enough to make people feel more courageous.
For some reason, the people who had seen Sun Lang and the illusion from two years ago had tears in their eyes. They looked at Sun Lang's figure as if they had been cursed. It was as if they had seen the continuation of a great legend. It was as if wherever this figure stood, there would be a light that would never fade.
It did not matter if it was an instinct or a curse. The figure that was once the focus of attention and countless hopes and expectations had been tempered into the figure of a hero by blood and fire. He had become the figure that the strong and fragile soldiers expected. He had become the most needed state in the world of war … Some things would never change. The person named Sun Lang would never be able to return to the past. He would never be able to return to his old self.
These people were just like those people a few years ago. Their blood boiled and they could not wait to roar to the sky. That figure was like a flame in the darkness, attracting moths to the flame and courageous people to follow the legend.
Therefore, they loudly responded to Sun Lang's call. They cheered, shouted, roared, and passionately.
More people were moved by this passionate atmosphere and could not help but be pulled into the huge crowd. They were infected by the fanatical atmosphere and cheered and shouted along with the crowd.
The journey to the Bai Clan's Castle that was about to begin had been given a new meaning at this moment … Everything was because of that person's leadership. If he was the leader, then everything that happened would become a legend.
The people looked at Sun Lang with more and more fanatical eyes.
Their shouts became louder and louder. They merged together and intertwined into multiple roars and shouts.
However, their shouts were very messy and chaotic. Some of them were shouting, "We will go through fire and water without hesitation", some were shouting, "We will follow Senior's lead", and some were shouting, "Yes sir". They were like a fan group that had just been born and expanded. They did not have a unified slogan, so it was very chaotic.
However, this problem was quickly solved.
Some people thought of the famous speech that Master Yang gave a few days ago and the slogan that made people's blood boil. Obviously, this situation was more suitable. Everyone followed this glorious leader to do something earth-shattering.
Therefore …
Standing at a high place, Sun Lang, who was immersed in his thoughts of the past, not knowing whether he was happy or sad, suddenly heard a very familiar voice.
When he came to his senses, he saw that there was a black mass of people below him. Martial artists from all over the world had gathered together and were looking at him with fanatical eyes. They waved their arms and shouted three short words in a loud voice.
"A dead country!
A dead country!
A dead country! "