The Spirit World

Chapter 554: Wisdom
【I……

never mind,

Don't say anything.

It’s okay if you don’t say it. 】

Crows, crows fly during the day on the border between the Principality of Allan and the Empire. The rolling mountains and endless streams divide the two completely different worlds.

They were completely black, and their dying eyes carefully watched everything on the mountains under the sun, like a death knell. The people on the border were unaware that a catastrophe was coming.

"Ah~" A dull sound came out from the fangs in his mouth. He sniffed the air loudly. He enjoyed the air like a drug addict's desire. He shook his body comfortably again. His strangely shaped fat danced in the air. His twisted horns and countless huge eyes were wide open. They all looked forward to the blue sky and white clouds as usual.

He had never seen the blue sky and white clouds before, and he began to jump for joy! Leaping in the woods, his fat body and twisted limbs made the ground tremble, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees swayed in the breeze, and the strange stench he brought with him.

"Human." He shouted! His whole body trembled with pleasure!

"Humans!" he shouted, showing a desperate look that was not as lively as his dying self: "I want to! Eat you!"

A black crow came down and wanted to peck at his rotten flesh. He used his huge arms to drive it away, and large chunks of rotten flesh fell to the ground as his body waved. The crow was so clever that it could fly out, turn around and fly up, and suddenly grabbed the ubiquitous eyes on his head.

He screamed, and this time, he really screamed in anger.

He raised his head and shouted loudly, then grabbed his huge hand bone and quickly hit the crow's head. The crow fell straight down and fell into the rotten meat. The rotten blood slowly flowed away and flowed into the slow-moving stream. In the stream, a huge fish tail was thrown out of the stream, and with a loud bang, all the sand and rocks in the stream were overturned.

[Wenti County Dragon Race]

"Are you okay? Your hands are shaking so badly. Are you scared?..." A boy sitting next to Chang Yufeng looked at his still shaking hands with interest.

Chang Yufeng didn't know why, his hands had stopped shaking at the beginning, and after resting for more than ten minutes, they started shaking again inexplicably.

"My name is Colin W. Corridge, and there's a high probability that I'll lose to Hall in the next round." Colin next to him stared at Chang Yufeng's trembling hands. He was a little unconvinced, but he had no way to deal with the anxious Chang Yufeng. Chang Yufeng looked unhappy because he didn't know how this trembling should end.

"You were set up by others. They are very shady. In order to ensure Hall's qualification, they did not hesitate to use such a dirty trick." Colin was wearing a small suit, very formal. It can be seen that his parents dressed him very neatly. Just like Chang Yufeng was dressed up in gorgeous clothes by Rajel and Alia, very outstanding, just to give a good impression to the instructor, and also to make it easier for the instructor to remember this person and brush up some impression points. If the performance is good, the instructor may recruit him.

There is precedent for this, so everyone does it.

"What do you mean?" Chang Yufeng looked at his trembling right hand. He really had no way to ignore Colin who took the initiative to talk to him.

Colin is a very cute little boy with white hair and two small dimples. However, what is inconsistent with his cuteness is that he always has a smile on his face. Even at this moment, although he is smiling, there is no sign of mockery on the fact that Chang Yufeng can no longer wield the sword normally.

"That is to say, the swordsman team has already been selected. You must know that... It is said that no one in the surrounding area can beat him. You are so conspicuous. I guess you want to help Hall clear the way."

Colin said something in a serious manner that shocked Chang Yufeng a little.

"Why? How do you know?" Chang Yufeng looked at Colin's thin eyebrows and his big, pretty eyes: "I was tricked by my opponent just now."

"You just can't figure it out." Colin patted Chang Yufeng's right arm, as if to comfort him: "If Locke just wanted to beat you, why would he want your hands to be shaking now? You don't really think it's a side effect of tricking you, do you?"

Colin seemed to look very young, but the words he spoke were just like Erica, full of mature sentences, making Chang Yufeng have no idea what he was talking about.

"Is not it?"

"If you think so, I won't continue to point it out. I just think you are so capable. There is no need to be the first in the Dragon Conference. Second is also good. It's not shameful to lose to Hall. At least you can get second place and go to a good school." Colin put his novice sword in his hand, picked it up, and pressed the inscription on the hilt: "The inscription has been tampered with. It not only removes the restrictions of the novice sword, but also adds a paralysis effect. This is how your hand became like this now."

They all looked at Chang Yufeng's right hand, which was shaking so much that Chang Yufeng had to hold it down.

Having said that, my hands did feel a little numb. The feeling was very mild, like the tendons inside were twitching. Although it didn't hurt much, I couldn't hold the sword for a while.

"Besides, Locke is vengeful, so you have to be careful whether you will be targeted by Sir Neymar in the future. At least you have to be careful when you enter most chambers of commerce to work." Colin is still young, which makes Chang Yufeng have a strong illusion that there is an old man sitting next to him: "My mother told me that if I meet Hall, I will just admit defeat if I can't beat him to avoid trouble. What I know now is that Theatus is one of the organizers of the Dragon Assembly, and Hall is the son of the Theatus family. He is participating this year. We are in the same class as him. It can only be said that we are unlucky."

"You are unlucky, but I am not. I will defeat him." Chang Yufeng looked at his shaking hands and tried to grab his fist, but it was very difficult. Although he managed to grab it, he felt like he was electrocuted. The numbness spread throughout his body, making him angry and at a loss.

"The other organizer is Locke of the Longxing Society. Locke and Neymar are cousins, so those who meet Locke or Hall are unlucky." Colin spread his hands helplessly: "You have already met one. If you want to win, you will meet another one. That's really unlucky and courageous."

"Why do you know all this? Don't you think it's ridiculous?" Chang Yufeng couldn't understand. It was clearly a competition between children of the same age. The strongest one should win. Why did the adults interfere?
"What you said, do you have any evidence?"

"No, I guessed." Colin looked indifferent, observing his novice sword: "But my master told me that for any incomprehensible things, or unbelievable anecdotes, as long as you look up three generations ago and three generations later, and find out the interests and relationships between them, many things can be figured out without any evidence at all."

"What if you guessed wrong?" Chang Yufeng asked Colin. Although Colin seemed to be speaking confidently, he was now stunned.

Chang Yufeng certainly believed that Locke did not intend to prevent him from participating in the competition. He was somewhat cautious, but he was still tricked. Firstly, he was really unlucky. Secondly, Locke wanted to win, so the means he used were despicable. As for the other things, forget it, it was too scheming and he should have thought badly of other unrelated people. It was not right.

"You guessed wrong. I'm not from the Flying Eagles and I'm not responsible for collecting evidence. It's just that my understanding of the ways of the world is pretty good." Colin looked at his novice sword and put it aside. He looked seriously at Chang Yufeng, who had a serious face. He was anxious because of his hands.

"I started to do business with my father when I was four years old, and learned literature and swordsmanship from my master. I can only say that I am average in talent, and no matter how hard I try, I always fall short." Colin said, and restored his smile: "My parents never treated me as a child. The principles they taught me were very new and profound. I was taught as an heir." "Oh, I digressed."

Colin came back to his senses: "How should I put it... Adults always think that children don't know much, that's because they don't understand their own children. How can they become better without education? Right? They are not... orphans..."

"What are you talking about?" Chang Yufeng felt that Colin's words were getting weirder and weirder, so he moved his position and pressed his arm seriously.

"Forget it. I don't know what I'm going to say... I just want to tell you that I sympathize with you." Colin leaned close to Chang Yufeng's ear and whispered. He also moved his position and followed Chang Yufeng: "You may die."

dead……

Chang Yufeng looked at Colin in shock.

He thought Colin would say something nice, at least not something so inexplicable, crazy, or just talking to himself.

I feel like Colin is different from the average chatterbox. What he said is really what he said. Where does it come from? His parents?

That's really strange.

Rajel and Alia both taught him to protect himself and be a kind and upright person. They never taught him to back down or have any negative emotions.

Or rather, too snobbish.

"Surprised, right? I'm quite surprised too..." Colin slowly said his guess, and spoke very quickly. There was no one around, so he lowered his voice and said, "Let me help you analyze it."

"Only one person can win the Dragon Assembly. It's either you, me, Hall, Locke, or someone else. There is no such thing as two people winning at the same time. So, who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

Chang Yufeng did not answer, but listened silently.

There was no way to escape, there was only Colin and myself in the lounge.

"You would say that whoever is stronger has the best chance of winning. That's only natural, right? In the swordsman group we are participating in, whoever is stronger will win. Right?"

"Wrong, it's obvious that strength is only part of it. They can do unfair things under fair rules and make you lose your ability to fight, just like now." Colin glanced at Chang Yufeng's hand. Chang Yufeng's hand had not healed yet, and was even shaking more and more violently.

"You can't blame them, right? The Dragon Exorcism Convention was originally funded by the Theatus Family, the Carolingian Family, and even the Dragon Rising Society. Otherwise, those cat-and-dog mentors wouldn't have given face to come to the border. The rules are fair rules for the Dragon Exorcism Convention, and the strongest ones win. There's nothing wrong with that. If it was a point system, and Hall was given extra points for a reason, then no one would be able to be better than Hall, even though Hall himself is also very powerful. There's no way to explain this, and it's impossible to expose this kind of shady operation. So, I think that the victory of the strongest ones is already very fair to people like us who only participate and don't pay any money."

Chang Yufeng frowned, but Colin didn't seem to want to end it yet.

He was talking freely and attentively, and it was possible that he was sincerely explaining to Chang Yufeng why his hands were shaking and were still shaking now.

"In fact, there is more reasonable evidence. I heard from my father that Theatus and the Dragon Rising Society controlled the nearby mines together. Our family tried very hard to squeeze in and got some transportation rights. Even the Ministry of Internal Affairs couldn't intervene. It would be even more difficult for the Ministry of Internal Affairs to intervene in the Dragon Expedition Conference which was fully funded by them. They can only focus on participating and drink three cups as punishment."

"You performed brilliantly. The reason you didn't lose your hand is probably because of your background. You are the child of the only survivor of Mousse Village. They spent a huge amount of money to put out the wildfire. There were more than 200 firefighters, plus dozens of elite members of the Flying Eagle Team. Your life was bought with their lives. The Ministry of Internal Affairs is also half your backer. They told you to stop participating in the competition because you know what's going on. That's how the monument in the square came about."

"And then..."

"Stop talking."

Chang Yufeng nodded. Although he could no longer feel his entire right hand, he was unwilling to listen any further.

"Yeah." Colin nodded.

"If I insist on defeating Hall, will I be retaliated against?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying." Colin nodded. "Let's not talk about whether it's clear from a distance or not. Even I can see it from a close distance. How can the judges not see it? None of the mentors in the guest seats can see it? Wouldn't that be a huge joke?"

Colin shook his head and said, "I feel sorry for you, not for any other reason. You are a farmer's son. I don't think there is any other way except to go to a good school and get a good education by attending the Dragon Conference. I have been preparing to become a dragon since I was four years old, and I have been learning from a master who has paid a lot of money. Losing to Hall does not affect my father's training of me as his heir. It is unlikely for me to enter Fran, but it is not a problem for me to enter a better academy, provided that you can conceal the truth and win over Hall. It is not surprising for you to see me in Fran..."

"It's just that I really think you're pretty good. I watched your competition. You almost did well in the first round, but in the second and third rounds, your strength and agility were both excellent. And your magic, although it's just simple elemental manipulation, is very special. In my opinion, you're a rare genius. It's just that you shouldn't be competing on the same stage with the organizer's son at the age of six. Last year, you would definitely have been the champion. There was only one person who was very good in that competition last year. This year, you ran into both of the organizer's sons, and they could compromise with each other and choose which one to give up. You really lacked luck."

"What if I must beat Hall? I have already beaten Locke... What if I must beat Hall?" Chang Yufeng's eyes were focused on his right hand. Although he had completely lost his intuition and was even feeling a little painful, there was an extreme gleam in his eyes.

"Then, beat him. But I think your arm should be numb. It's hard to beat him. There's no difference between having to and being able to beat him." Colin touched his nose and said, "I will lose anyway. My sword skills are really not good. If I draw you in the next round, we won't be able to have a good fight. If I draw Hall in the next round, I will admit defeat."

"I won't admit defeat."

Chang Yufeng looked at his left hand.

Clench your fist tightly.

Although he was very angry and annoyed, after calming down, he knew that even with so many tricks and ways, he could not lose.

(End of this chapter)