RichardZhao.
He is an aspiring young man with passion and dreams who has just plunged into the mundane world.
That day, he waved goodbye to his three beautiful masters under the fiery sunrise, which reflected his shadow on the ground as it did in the sky.
Richard.
What a brave and ambitious name!
The Grand Master had once told him personally that it was already difficult to find an opponent for his own martial arts in the world.
But it's still a long way from that mysterious and enigmatic Skyreach Quadportal.
Boy, boy, there are too many intrigusions, too many false feelings, too many treacherous people, too many open and hidden arrows...
However, with Benevolent Soul's Return in your body, you will be able to overcome the obstacles and ride the waves.
Just beware, everyone, at some point, faces adversity.
When you face adversity, remember what the Master told you--
So young RichardZhao, with dreams and hopes, with those pure eyes, went down the mountain.
First, he came to the outskirts of Southern Maine, as the Second Master had observed that a meteorite would fall here, and perhaps a Meteorite Ice Crystal would appear to help him or her get to the next level.
Then it's off to Syracuse to start the chapter of your life with a bang.
But ... several masters have never said that the world is nothing but a world of deceit, falsehood, treacherous villainy and open fire ...
And psychopaths!
What's the deal with these guys!
Is this old lady out of her mind?
Ask how many one plus one equals!
That FyrenZhang answered yes to one and was still confident!
You're so confident!
Nothing to be proud of okay!
And then there's that OttoLong, which is surprisingly off the charts at fourteen!
Fourteen your ass! And look at me with a provocative look in his eyes!
The point is, that old lady was quite pleased!
RichardZhao sneered.
He laughed at that FyrenZhang without strategy, OttoLong less wisdom ah!
The old lady looked at him, "Your turn."
RichardZhao smiled, "Senior, isn't the question of how many times one plus one equals a little too simple?"
The old lady nodded, "Then you say, nine hundred and eighty-four million four hundred and fifty-nine million three hundred and seventy-two hundred and fifty-five, times six hundred and fifty-nine million nine hundred and eighty-nine million nine hundred and ninety-eight ...
"Plus one hundred and twenty-eight trillion three hundred and ninety-eight million six hundred and seventy-three ..."
"Subtract the third power of four hundred thirty-eight million five hundred thirty-three million seven hundred twenty-nine ..."
"Then divide by the circumference of the Earth plus the Moon in meters, plus the sum of the Earth to Sun distances ..."
The old lady looked at RichardZhao: "What does ... equal?"
RichardZhao's eyes widened, thinking, "Are you serious?
What is this gibberish!
Who can figure this out? Are you kidding?
"Seniors ... this ... is too difficult, right? And the calculator are pressing smoke ah!"
The old lady's wrist moved, and the wide and long water sleeve snapped out, smacked RichardZhao several big mouths, to RichardZhao pumped like a gyroscope, kneeling on the ground and spinning.
Finally lying on the ground with a raised hand, "Stop! Stop, stop, stop!"
RichardZhao looks up with a tearful face.
It's not the pain, it's the anger.
"It's too hard for people, isn't it? Ask them what they get for one plus one, and ask me for that long string of numbers? Isn't that fair? Aren't you the fairest of them all?"
FyrenZhang said, "It wasn't you who was too easy!"
OttoLong also said, "That's right, you have the ability, simple questions are not interested, which has a little bit of difficulty, you still gibbering. If you can't do it, don't blow it ah you!"
RichardZhao looked sad: "Such a difficult question! Who can answer it? Can you guys?"
RichardZhao covered his face, pointed a finger at FyrenZhang and OttoLong, and said to the old lady, "If they can answer, you can beat me to death!"
The old woman looked at FyrenZhang, who calmly said, "Equal to one."
Looking at OttoLong again, OttoLong holds his head high and his voice is like a bell: "Equals fourteen!"
RichardZhao looked at them both, "Do you two want a face? Do you?"
The old lady calmly said, "You said it yourself, you can beat yourself to death, right?"
"I'm ... kidding ..."
The old lady struck out with a palm, "Counting you is not something!"
RichardZhao's body scraped the ground and slid out a long way before he stopped, feeling like he wouldn't love the world anymore.
For a long time, RichardZhao slowed down, and the three men knelt in a row in a regular manner.
FyrenZhang was expressionless, OttoLong looked at RichardZhao and for some reason just couldn't help but laugh.
RichardZhao kept his head down and cried, huffing and puffing the whole time.
He felt that he had made a mistake by going down the mountain.
The old woman reached out and three pieces of Meteorite Ice Crystal floated up in front of her, slowly glowing green.
The old lady looked gloomy, and even her gaze had a hint of sadness and desolation in it.
"Since I got his message today, I don't kill people ..."
"The three of you, one of you carries a bizarre true qi that is not on Celestial Canon; one of you carries the strongest true qi on Celestial Canon, Regal Majesty; and one of you... ..."
The old lady looked at FyrenZhang, "Surprisingly, it's a kind of true qi that's between having and not having, as if it doesn't belong to this world at all."
The old lady laughed coldly, "Heh, the rarest contraptions under the sky, today I saw three in one breath. The weirdest and the strongest ..."
Glancing at FyrenZhang, "Most indefinable, all of them."
The three men looked at me, I looked at you, and all began to see each other in a new light.
RichardZhao: These two guys, too, have that much cherished talent? Damn, just off the mountain encountered all the stubble, point enough back.
OttoLong: I thought Regal Majesty was already a top-tier true qi, but to my surprise, FyrenZhang is so weird, and this guy, too. It seems that they are all my most important opponents in the future.
FyrenZhang:
[I've got a shitload of real energy! These two are animals, how can I fuck them up?]
[But don't tell me, after a few hundred rounds of fighting with Sabrina, it really feels quite comfortable, as if I've refined a bit more.]
Michelle is shocked and goes to look at Sabrina, who panics and looks at Michelle with a pleading look in her eyes.
The FyrenZhang trio didn't know the inner turmoil of the two girls behind them and were still thinking.
[OttoLong and RichardZhao, no! Gotta get one of them off the line!
[My bottom line is that I can only deal with one son of qi at a time, and if you get two, I'm not going to be able to categorize them well.]
Michelle hates it.
This guy, at this time of the day, his mind wasn't thinking about the three people's true qi, it was thinking about how to make bad things happen!
Simply ... he really and Sabrina sister ...
I said how Sister Sabrina is always in a trance lately and not concentrating.
Did she really dedicate herself to this FyrenZhang!
Why! Did she betray the young master!
Three Meteorite Ice Crystal pieces, some big, some small, none as big as the FyrenZhang one.
The smallest is about the size of a quail's egg, and the largest is about the size of an egg.
The old lady was a little difficult: "The three of you, there are just three pieces, but ... these three pieces are not the same size, how to divide it to be fair? Alas, make difficult ah."
FyrenZhang said, "Senior! My Eldest Brother is Bra GANG's Open Door Senior Disciple, he should be bigger!"
OttoLong was startled!
I thought to myself, "I can do it with this senior brother of mine!
Not only did he save me once recently, but today he even voluntarily recognized me as the eldest brother and let me take the biggest!
Holy shit! He's a lot more righteous than I thought!
Ugh, should I be nicer to him from now on?
OttoLong looked at FyrenZhang, grateful, "Senior!"
FyrenZhang smiled at OttoLong, "Senior."
Two men, all in good time.
RichardZhao thought to himself, "These two are the inner circle of someone's old lady, so I'm sure they'll be biased.
But since she prides herself on being a notary, she can't be a bully, can she?
RichardZhao said, "Then the latecomer will just want that medium size!"
FyrenZhang smiled slightly, "I'll just have to take what's left then."
The old lady nodded, "Good, then it's settled."
She pointed to the smallest one, "This medium, for RichardZhao."
Another finger in the center, "This large one goes to OttoLong."
Those two's faces instantly changed.
The old lady finally pointed to the biggest one, "This oversized one, for FyrenZhang."
RichardZhao immediately had to stand up, "Not ... seniors, said yes, I want that medium."
"Yeah, you can have this medium one, you asked for it."
"No, Elder, I want the medium one in the center."
"This one is large."
RichardZhao's eyes widened, "Just I don't care how you split it, I say I want the medium one in the center."
"This one is large."
RichardZhao was on the verge of tears, "Don't bring this on, right? Isn't this playing with people? I mean I want the middle of the three, small, medium and large!"
FyrenZhang and OttoLong yelled together, "That one's a big one!"
RichardZhao cried out, "It's too bullying, isn't it? Aren't you guys ganging up on me as an outsider? Senior this is not fair!"
The old lady sighed, "If only I could kill someone."
RichardZhao said, "Anyway, I can't have the smallest, I was the first to get three, so by rights they should all be mine!"
The old lady glared, "I've been kind enough not to kill you, but now I'm just gabbing about picking and choosing, not giving it to you!"
Saying that, he struck RichardZhao with a palm once again, "If it wasn't for not wanting to kill anyone today, you would have died long ago!"
RichardZhao was lying on the ground, spitting blood, "I'm going to die."
OttoLong laughed out loud and pointed at RichardZhao, "Didn't expect it, did you? Do you think this world is weird? Does it feel like life is starting to fall apart?"
OttoLong gloats, overjoyed: "Brother, you have to get used to it slowly, the road ahead is still long, your bad luck days, ah, still to come!"
OttoLong turned around with a flourish, "Senior, senior me ..."
Bang!
The old lady slapped OttoLong again, and the little brother and sister lay together again.
The old lady was already fuming, "Don't think that just because you are his disciple, I won't beat you! I've already given him face by not killing you!"
RichardZhao looks at OttoLong, who is lying beside him, "Laughing early, aren't you?"
OttoLong said with difficulty, "You shut up!"
The old woman looked at FyrenZhang next, "It's your turn, none of you will go back properly today."
RichardZhao sneered, "Come this way, save some room for your senior, he's about to come over and lie down together."
FyrenZhang nodded and smiled miserably, "It's just like what Master said, a true immortal."
The old lady was stunned and slowly withdrew her hand, "He ... told you about me?"
FyrenZhang nodded and looked up, a little tear in her gaze.
In fact hands were behind her back pinching her thighs as hard as she could.
"Yes. Master, his old man, affectionately refers to you, senior, as ... 'she'."
The old lady's gaze instantly became soft: "Is this ... really true?"
Those two lay on the ground, struggling to pucker their heads and look this way.
RichardZhao is going crazy: "That's okay!?"