Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 395 Wang Li: I am very happy to have a father like this...

Wang Li was sitting upright on the chair that had been wiped by his own old man Wang. He did not find it strange. Instead, he looked at the old man Wang's current condition with interest.

The sandalwood chair was polished to a shine, and Wang Li's fingers unconsciously stroked the carvings on the armrests, as if he was thinking about something.

At this moment, Old Man Wang stood upright with his back straight.

This chair was an old item that he had specially dug out from the warehouse, hoping to use it to save face in front of this mysterious senior.

But when the man in black robe really sat down, he was embarrassed by his own overly attentive behavior.

However, Wang Li didn't pay attention to his father's little action.

Logically speaking, as a well-known filial son in Laijun and the surrounding area, Wang Li always puts his father first.

Whipping day after day, training hard night after night, torturing in various ways all the time...

Bah, PUA...

Bah, that's not right either. It's strengthening my father's spirit of supremacy, self-love, and self-reliance that he has accumulated over the past fifty years!
Alas, Old Man Wang is middle-aged after all, and he always has many unspeakable secrets. He has practiced martial arts for fifty years, but has been unable to break through the realm of "warrior". In the end, all he has left is his self-esteem.

The first half of Old Man Wang’s life might be a ruin, but it was even more devastated compared to his martial arts talent.

So how could Wang Li, such a filial child, let Old Man Wang suffer such injustice!
I have practiced as a Saint Seiya!

For this purpose, Wang Li even did not hesitate to offer all kinds of sweet benefits in front of Old Man Wang to keep him hanging a little bit.

He was tempered time and again with ten big sticks and half a sweet date, for fear that Old Man Wang would become lazy one day and suddenly give up.

After all, if Old Man Wang suddenly gives up and stops trying, then we'll lose a lot of fun!
No, absolutely not!
Now Dad takes a look at the situation, especially after feeling the scale of his sixth sense's microcosm.

Suddenly, Wang Li felt a sense of relief.

It makes me very happy to have such a father.

The old man in my family has grown up, and all my previous kindness has not been in vain!

I believe that with the protection of his filial son, my father's future days will definitely be sweeter and sweeter!

Although his face was obscured by the brim of his thick black robe at this moment, Wang Li still nodded with satisfaction.

Dad, you have been through a lot, don't lose face, be more energetic, good job!!!

I believe that even if the old father in front of me didn't see my actions, he could definitely feel my satisfaction with him just by hearing the sounds.

Wang Li thought to himself, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that he could not give Wang Laohan any more sweetness, so he changed the subject and said: "Well, your cultivation is not bad, but your cultivation level is too low, so you still need to practice more."

"Alas" a sigh came from the black robe, which startled Old Man Wang and made him tremble all over.

At this moment, facing this unfathomable senior, Wang Laohan's self-esteem, which had been polished by the years, suddenly had sharp edges and corners, which made his heart ache. He raised his eyes hurriedly and met the golden light faintly visible under the hood - that was the unique glow of the burning microcosm, brighter than the stars in the sky.

At this moment, the scenes of his hard practice of martial arts for the past fifty years in the first half of his life flashed back in his mind: the lonely figure swinging the sword at the crowing of the cock, the training clothes soaked with sweat, and the words "Diligence can make up for lack of talent" written over and over again in cinnabar on the title page of the worn-out copy of "Hun Yuan Gong".

"I understand, senior." Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenjiang nodded vigorously, and suddenly felt that the senior's advice to him of "hard work and more practice" was a kindred spirit: "Senior, please understand. Since you have given me this opportunity, I have been practicing for eight hours every day, concentrating on hard work and never slacking off for even a second."

But his words stopped abruptly here. Wang Zhenjiang bit his tongue hard and cursed himself for being stupid - what was the difference between saying these things in front of a senior like him and a street vendor bragging about his weight?
The training room suddenly fell into silence.

Wang Li watched with interest the sweat rolling down his father's forehead, leaving dark marks on the floor tiles, and suddenly remembered what happened a few nights ago.
I saw through time and space that Old Man Wang was practicing the "Capricorn Sword" in front of a bronze mirror.

The fifty-year-old man was like a teenager who had just started practicing. He adjusted the angle of his sword again and again in front of his reflection in the mirror until the east was bright. He then hurriedly adjusted his internal breath, inhaled and exhaled his vital energy, opened up star nodes, and constructed the Capricornus constellation map. The scene was very busy.

"That is, whether you have been practicing in seclusion or not, others may not know, but how can I not know?"

Upon hearing his father's high-spirited answer, Wang rolled his eyes.

Wang Li was very sure that after his father came out of the "Queen of Death Island", he had probably been practicing hard in this training hut, and he was completely focused on putting all his love for Han martial arts in the past fifty years into this system.

Judging from his appearance, if I didn't give him some big jobs from time to time, take him to party with people all over the world, and let him always maintain that kind of passionate and intense will and emotion, Old Man Wang would definitely want to stay here and not go anywhere, and then plan to retreat all the way until he breaks through the "seventh sense"!
It can be said without exaggeration that the advice I just gave hit exactly what Old Man Wang wanted.

It's a pity that Wang Li didn't say some of the following words.

Although Old Man Wang had studied on the Death Queen Island for five years and awakened his "sixth sense of the microcosm" in one fell swoop, he almost had both feet on the threshold of becoming a "martial god".

“But Dad, your understanding of “Saint Seiya” is still somewhat superficial. You haven’t understood my hint to you at all.” Wang Li grinned under the brim of his heavy black robe.

What should I say...

It can only be said that the five years of experience on Death Queen Island was not enough for Old Man Wang to step out of the almost solidified "life experience" formed by his fifty years of hard practice of martial arts.

After all, as human beings, there is always some path dependence.

Old Man Wang has been practicing martial arts for most of his life, and has long believed in the life memes that "hard work leads to wealth", "no pain, no gain", and "the practice lies in hard work, and the master lies in loneliness".

Such insights, if placed in the general power system of most martial arts, would not be considered a fault. Many of them could even be considered the truth of life, and were completely worthy of an extraordinary person to practice throughout his life.

But the thing about "Saint Seiya" is that although it looks like a martial arts game, it is used like a martial arts game, even when it is practiced it is like a martial arts game, and it has the same complete and clear advancement route as a martial arts game.

But in reality, it is just like those group of crazy warriors whose magnetic fields rotate at a speed of one million horsepower at any time. It is actually the power system of the "superpower side"! !

What is the promotion path for the "superpower side"?
The main point is "idealism"!
In this system, if you shout slogans of love and justice, friendship and bondage, it is really possible to burst out all the way and defeat the enemy in front of you who is far more powerful than you!

This is especially true for "Saint Seiya".

It is never achieved through quiet practice and hard work; it requires you to fight it out with your fists and kicks, or simply use cheats!

(End of this chapter)