Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 397 Old Man Wang Can’t Understand…

"The training of a Saint Seiya should be a poem of the endless sublimation of soul and will in infinity." The young man sighed.

The moment pure will spread out like ripples, the light and shadow of the Gemini constellation in the sky suddenly became still.

In the timeline of the orthodox holy war, even in the "Seventh Sense", Saga could use the Galaxy Starburst to blow up the Milky Way. Shaka walked in the silence of Nirvana with his eyes closed, and could observe the birth and death of the three thousand small worlds with his eyes open.

But the four-day system in Cangyue Niang's version compresses these brilliant miracles of soul and will into a cold and orderly progress bar.

Thinking about the "Saint Seiya" system in his own version of the setting, and the essence of "idealism" and "egoism" that he most advocates, Wang Li suddenly had a sense of black humor.

“There is nothing wrong in pursuing power, but being alienated by power and becoming a part of it is a bit wrong…” Wang Li murmured in a low voice and couldn’t help shaking his head.

The breeze blew across the wind chimes on the eaves of the small training hut on the hillside behind his home, and the tinkling sound woke Wang Li from his complaints.

Wang Li turned around and looked at Old Man Wang, who was still at a loss, and couldn't help but sigh again.

Regardless of whether Cangyue Niang's version of "The Four Gates of the Divine Gate" has killed the bright future growth potential of all kinds of extraordinary systems.

It has to be said that with Father Wang's talent, even after Wang Li's drastic adjustments from the inside out, it was like stacking buffs, and all the extremely powerful characteristics of the "extraordinary character template" that Wang Li had witnessed time and time again in the dungeon world were piled on his father like building blocks.

Old Man Wang's qualifications at this moment can definitely be called the level of a "child of destiny", but he has not really felt it in recent times because his filial son has been deliberately suppressing his emotions in order to prevent his father from becoming proud and complacent.

But even with so many extraordinary characteristics, Wang Li didn't think from the bottom of his heart that his father would have a chance to really climb up the system of "Four Gates of the Divine Gate" and achieve the status of a true god.

What a joke.

In Cangyue Niang's infinite world, there are countless reincarnations, but among so many reincarnations, after experiencing so many baptisms and trials in the reincarnation world, in the end, only the "Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors", a mere eight people, truly achieved the status of true gods.

The reason why those people were able to prove themselves as "true gods" was not because of the so-called "qualifications" and "talents" that were not worth mentioning at all.

That requires the right time, right place, and right people, and even the sudden burst of divine luck, to have a one in ten thousand chance of success.

Even the destined protagonist in Cang Yue Niang's world, when they looked at each other on the other side and listened to the echo of doomsday, was actually just a "demigod" and had only taken the first step on the road to true godhood...

It’s just... such a subtle and invisible "possibility", can Old Man Wang really grasp it?

Although he wanted to look up to his father, Wang Li, as a super filial son, was deeply skeptical...

"Forget it, let's not gamble on this possibility..." In silence, the filial son Wang Li shook his head slightly: "As long as I don't have any expectations of my father, then anything that old man Wang does can be regarded as the "rising period" of his career, and I am full of expectations..."

"Well, now that I think about it, I'm really a genius!" Thinking of this, Wang couldn't help but feel sincerely gratified for his own wit. Then he looked back at the old man Wang who was still at a loss, and said with emotion: "Well, back to the topic just now... Do you really want to enter [Death Queen Island] again?"

"Or, now that you have this kind of power, are you really willing to continue on the path of transcendence?"

At this moment, a question that sounded doubtful and perceptive suddenly came to Wang Zhenjiang's ears from the shadow covered by the thick black hat brim.

"Shua~" Immediately, upon hearing this question, the light that burst out from Old Man Wang's eyes was even brighter than the glow of the Capricorn Dark Cloth that he was wearing and was already undergoing a transformation! !

"Senior, I really want to improve! If it is really possible, I hope you can help me."

It would be fine if he had never seen "hope". Wang Zhenjiang did not dare to ask for too much.

But the reality is that the extremely bright and shining light of "hope" has already appeared before us, and we have even grasped it tightly.

There has never been a moment when Wang Zhenjiang could feel himself so real.

Looking back on what he had experienced in the past few days, Wang Zhenjiang felt that the first 50 years of his life seemed like a dream, completely unable to support his memories!
Especially in the near future, you will be faced with a catastrophe in which the sun and the moon will compete for glory in the sky, and billions of creatures in the world will be forced to take sides.

Wang Zhenjiang needs it even more, the power that allows him to make choices freely instead of being forced into it and unable to extricate himself!
Although he didn't know that this person who suddenly appeared in front of him a few days ago, like the "Black Warrior", always wrapped himself in a black robe, and until today he was unable to find out his background, let alone how powerful he was, did he have the ability to free himself from the "quagmire" that was bound to appear in the future.

But no matter what, this senior in black robe is the biggest and thickest thigh that Wang Zhenjiang has ever met and can directly hug!

After all, although both the silver moon and the dark sun were hanging in the sky, Wang Zhenjiang felt from the bottom of his heart that it would be better not to contact the two in the sky if possible.

It can be said that if he had not been marked by the big sun long ago, Wang Zhenjiang would have definitely run as far away as possible from this matter and would not have been willing to get involved in it at all!
"But...why did I become like this?"

Sometimes Wang Zhenjiang suddenly misses the days when he was just an ordinary martial artist at the twelfth level and the owner of a farmhouse.

Although I was still practicing martial arts in seclusion at that time, I did not have the worries I have now.

Wang Zhenjiang couldn't understand why he felt that the beatings he had endured during this period were much more than the battles he had experienced in the first fifty years of his life, even though he already had the combat power of a "Martial God"!

When I was still a small boss of a farmhouse, nothing happened. Why did I finally get started, but one after another, living ancestors and living dads rushed out and ran directly to my head to tap dance...

Old Man Wang: "Yeah! Where did all these living daddies come from? It really ruins the gaming experience! Quack!"

(End of this chapter)