1002 Chapter 947

It was a cold winter night. The sky was dark purple, and the ground was silver white.

Yuan Kuang came out of a Tavern, a little tipsy, and walked into a secluded Street.

It was his 30th birthday.

The 30-year-old Yuan han was still a third-rate figure in the pugilistic world.

In terms of appearance, he was considered ordinary and not handsome.

In terms of intelligence, he could be considered reasonable, but he could not be considered smart.

As for his martial arts talent ... He was indeed stronger than the average person. Unfortunately, his master was a third-rate figure like him, and could only teach him some rough and low-class Kung Fu.

All in all ... He was a man with mediocre looks, mediocre wisdom, and mediocre martial arts.

In the pugilistic world, a person like him would most likely never be able to make a name for himself.

If someone had said to him back then,"you can become the leader of the martial arts world in the future," he would definitely have thought that it was a joke, or even a form of mockery.

However, someone had really said that ...

It was a blind fortune-teller with a hunched figure and rotten sores on his face.

On this cold winter night, blind was still sitting in front of a broken square table by the side of the road. He was holding a long banner and waiting for guests to come.

Yuan han, who was passing by, saw the blind man and walked over to sit at the table.

"Teacher, it's late." Yuan han said.

"So what?" The blind man's voice was very strange. It was very hoarse, as if someone was strangling his neck.

"There's not much people on the street. " Yuan han said.

"I know," Blind replied,"I can tell."

Yuan han smiled and shook his head."Sir, I have some loose silver here. You can take it and go back ..."

"I'm not a beggar," Blind knew what Yuan Kuang meant, so he interrupted him.

Yuan Kuang's mouth twitched. He felt that this blind man didn't know what was good for him. However, on second thought, he felt that this blind man did have some backbone.

"Then ... Please read my fortune, Sir." Yuan han thought for a moment and said.

"Sure, what do you want to ask?" Blind asked.

p "Ha ..." Yuan han laughed.

He didn't want to read his fortune, but he pitied the blind man ... It was so cold and the wind was blowing on the street, so he wanted to give him some silver to let him go back.

However, it was fine if he didn't want to. Therefore, Yuan Kuang replied casually,"then I'll ask about the future."

Yuan han had some understanding of fortune-telling ... It was a skill of speaking, and it paid attention to observing one's words and expressions.

It wasn't easy to make a living like this. Flattering, coaxing, stimulating, scaring ... One had to deal with different people in different ways. If he wanted to do this, he had to prepare at least dozens of sets of rhetoric; Not only did he have to memorize it thoroughly, but he also had to know how to adapt to the situation. If he was right, it was not difficult to make a living; And if he said something wrong, not getting paid was considered a light punishment, but it was also common to be beaten and scolded.

Yuan Kuang had been in the pugilistic world for many years and had dealt with all sorts of people, so he knew a thing or two about all of them ... At this moment, he did not want to make things difficult for this blind man, so he asked a beginner's question. She thought to herself ... She would just listen to him brag a little.

But unexpectedly ...

"Alright," he said. As blind spoke, he stretched out his hands."This customer, let me take a look at your face."

Yuan Kuang looked at the blind man's rough and thin hands, shook his head, and laughed bitterly,""Alright," he said.

He was a burly man and was not afraid of being taken advantage of by this blind man. So be it if he touched it.

"Alright, I've used my inner energy to help you break through this year's fated date mystic art ... The mystic energy you've accumulated in the past year has been activated. I'm sure you can feel it ..." The blind man's breath was still very stable as he spoke, showing that his inner energy was unfathomable."From now on, you'll still cultivate according to the mental cultivation method in the half of the secret manual. When it's your birthday, use the method I taught you today to circulate your inner energy ... Like this ... Only then can I display the true power of the mysterious age technique. "

Before he could finish, Yuan han had already knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, his body trembling.

"Many thanks, senior!" Yuan Kuang almost choked as he said these four words.

This was naturally not some kind of performance, but an action that came from the heart.

Yuan Kuang's forehead was bleeding from the cold snow ... His eyes were also filled with tears.

These tears carried too many emotions of a mediocre person: bitterness, helplessness, despair, lamentation, joy, longing, excitement, and lament.

Yuan Kuang would never forget that moment of enlightenment.

"No need to thank me. I told you ... This is the will of the heavens." As blind spoke, he had already stood up and groped for the wooden kite beside him."For you to be able to meet me at this time and place and ask me to read your fortune, this is something that only the heavens can predict."

He paused for a moment before he continued,"actually, before you sat down, I've already figured out 70 - 80% of your martial arts and inner force cultivation." I raised my hand to touch your root bone, and I originally wanted to read your fortune. I didn't expect to find half of the mysterious Art of Destiny ..."

When blind said this, he slowly turned around."In today's martial arts world, those who can create their own high-tier martial arts are almost extinct, and the divine skills left behind by the ancestors are also gradually lost in the hands of some fools who can't teach and can't learn." He shook his head and snorted."Hmph ... It was fate that brought me to meet you. If the effort I put in today ... Is able to bring the mysterious life time technique back to the world, it can also be considered as adding some interest to the martial arts world that is getting worse and worse. "

At that time, Yuan Kuang couldn't understand the meaning of blind's words at all. But twenty years later, Alliance master Yuan ... Seemed to have understood.

To those common people who had to struggle in the martial world,"obtaining" was the most important thing.

Peerless martial arts, wealth, fame ... These were all things they wanted.

But for a master like the blind man,"obtaining" was not that important.

When one's martial arts reached the point where it was difficult to seek defeat, what one would get was loneliness. When one's wealth had accumulated to an uncountable extent, what one would get was numbness. When one's reputation was so great that everyone in the world knew about it, what one got was emptiness.

A person who was so powerful that he felt lonely, numb, and empty would either walk towards destruction or transcendence.

The blind man was clearly a transcendent person. Transcendent people would cross the ocean for a moment's scenery, would stop for a wisp of dust, but they would not toil for fame and fortune, nor would they be greatly sad and happy for the gains and losses in front of them.

Unfortunately ... Although Yuan Kuang had already understood many things, he was no longer the yuan Kuang of the past. He knew what a transcendent person was like, so he also knew...That he would never be able to become that kind of person.

............

Twenty years later, in the burial heart Valley.

BOOM!

The wind from the palm bloomed, and the shadow of the palm was like a mountain.

Who in the current martial arts world could Block 70% of Yuan Kuang's power?

The answer was ... No one could.

Unlike those famous martial artists who became famous at a young age and had a smooth-sailing life, the first half of Yuan Kuang's life was miserable. He deeply understood the pain of a mediocre person, and the fear of this pain ... Was his endless motivation.

Driven by this motivation, Yuan Kuang's hard work in cultivating the mysterious art far exceeded blind's expectations ... After twenty years of accumulation and twenty breakthroughs ... Yuan Kuang's fate time mysterious art had long reached the pure green stage.

Ever since he had ascended to the throne of the chief of the martial arts world ten years ago with the title of "the best martial artist in the world", he had not used his full strength. Because since then, there was no one in the entire martial arts world who could be his equal.

It happened too late!

Yuan Kuang's palm force easily broke a big tree with a destructive force, and conveniently broke song Wuji, who was hiding behind the tree trunk, into two at the waist.

The fresh blood and internal organs that spurted out were particularly eye-catching in the green forest. Under the illumination of the light mist, it was as if they were glowing.

All the martial artists who had witnessed this palm were shocked by Yuan Kuang's power. To them, that palm was a realm that they would never be able to reach in their entire lives.

However, there were also people who looked disdainful and complained,""Tsk ... It's not that strong ... I'll develop the abilities of the mist kick a little more, and I should be able to kick out a move with similar power."

"I'm curious ..." Flower did not care about brother Jue's words and said,"in a wuxia scenario, will a humanoid NPC of this level be killed by a normal bullet?"

"Yes, we've tried." RUO Yu answered her question directly,"in fact, bullets are very effective in this kind of scenario ... Most of the NPCs that are not very strong can be killed by a sneak attack from a normal gun, and they are almost defenseless against these kinds of attacks. Even though BOSS-level monsters aren't that strong, they can still be killed from a distance with a more powerful marksman attack. "

"Hmm ..." Flower muttered,"I suddenly feel like ... There's a problem with the arrangement of the members."

"Tsk." Brother Jue knew what miss an meant, so he shook his head and replied,"so what if Xiao Ling can suppress the NPC in the scenario? We're in a competition, okay? The lineup I arranged was for Hong Ying, not for the script. Besides ... The script is random, how would I know it's a Wuxia World?"

"You're the one who's always so focused on completing the plot, but you're using this excuse ..." RUO Yu said coldly."Then I'd like to see how you focus on the 'competition' today." (To be continued.) "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)