Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

At the edge of Aogui Island, a young man was holding a fishing rod in his left hand, his chin constantly nodding, as if he had been fishing all night and was filled with spiritual energy.

At this moment, the fishing line trembled slightly. The young man moved his left hand and lifted the fishing rod with lightning speed. A huge dragon carp that was more than two people tall was thrown ashore. It weighed more than 300 pounds. It was obvious at a glance that it was a king of fish for at least several decades.

Even after landing on the shore, the huge dragon carp did not lose its resistance immediately. It struggled and jumped up, attacking the lazy young man. But in just a blink of an eye, it fell into the transparent fish tank placed next to the young man's feet and turned into a crucian carp the size of a finger.

In the tank, there were several similar fish swimming around listlessly.

The young man yawned and continued to throw out the fishing hook, waiting for the prey to take the bait. Fishing is just so boring and simple.

This time he felt the fishing line tremble slightly again, but he did not lift the fishing rod, because there was a person standing on the lake right in front of him. The water surface that the latter had walked on had frozen into ice, just like the True Lord Ningbing Duhai who was walking all the way.

The young man swung the hook: "How can I fish if you're like this?"

Bei Mingque said: "Are you still in the mood to fish, Ren Nanbei."

"What's the mood? What kind of mood do you need to be in when fishing?" Ren Nanbei said casually, "Why don't you sit down and try it? It can calm you down."

"Do you really know nothing, or did you know it in advance but didn't say anything, and deliberately came here to fish to avoid a head-on conflict with her?" Bei Mingque asked straight to the point.

"You misunderstood." Ren Nanbei said with a smile, "Only when both sides are of similar strength can it be called a conflict. Otherwise, it can only be called a beating."

"So you really were avoiding me on purpose."

"In the end, nothing happened."

"If anything happens, as the head of the Law Enforcement Department, you will be blamed for hiding in a place like this." Bei Mingque said calmly, "However, this is the Law Enforcement Department's business and has nothing to do with me."

"You came here just to complain to me?" Ren Nanbei held his chin casually: "Although I don't mind."

"We're both Jiao Yang, but is the gap between you and her really that big? It's so big that you'd even choose to retreat on your own territory."

Ren Nanbei jokingly said, "I didn't expect you to have such a strong sense of collective honor. What's the matter? Do you think Huang Qixia overstepped the bounds by beating Long Jianquan in Penglai? But for that proud phoenix, there are no boundaries, and there aren't so many rules."

He continued, "I thought you would be happier. Doesn't Long Jianquan have a problem with you?"

Bei Mingque said frankly: "I plan to use the Dragon Sword Spring as a whetstone to sharpen and consolidate my realm."

Ren Nanbei said, "If you don't build the bridge between heaven and earth, you're not a true master after all... Even if you fight, it's just a fight between weaklings. Is there any need to hold such a grudge against Huang Qixia?"

Bei Mingque shook his head and remained silent for a long time. He said, "I just hate my own lack of strength."

"Is it appropriate for you, Haoyue, to say this?"

"She didn't even remember who I was." Bei Mingque said, "As a former defeated opponent, this hurt my pride."

Ren Nanbei uttered an "oh" and then asked in confusion: "Then why did you come to see me?"

"Healing." Bei Mingque also sat down on a nearby rock, took out a fishing rod from somewhere, and cast the hook towards the lake. "Long Jianquan is injured. It will take at least a month or two to recover. Even if he recovers, he won't have the same sharpness as when he just came out of seclusion. I'm not sure if he can achieve the goal of "no destruction, no construction". But I have nothing to do in the meantime."

Ren Nanbei chuckled: "Sure enough, the ultimate form of human boredom is fishing."

"You should have more things to do than me." Bei Mingque said, "The Law Enforcement Department is not so idle."

"My subordinates are very excellent. There is almost nothing for me to do. It's nice to be a mascot." Ren Nanbei began to feel sleepy again.

Bei Mingque suddenly asked again: "Why is there such a big gap between Jiaoyang and Haoyue?"

Ren Nanbei was stunned for a few seconds. "Your question is quite interesting. Then I can also ask you - why is the gap between humans and goblins so big?"

Bei Mingque raised his eyebrows: "I became a goblin?"

Ren Nanbei shook his head: "I don't allow you to say that about yourself."

Bei Mingque held the fishing rod, calm and unmoving. "You can sit quietly on the fishing platform now, but you can't sit still forever. If you continue to stagnate in this state, you will soon be surpassed by those who come later. The bloodline of the innate heroic spirit can compete for the title of the arrogance sun."

Ren Nanbei disagreed: "I don't expect to sit in this position forever. I don't care that much about winning or losing. But you... aren't you tired of living like this?"

Bei Ming Que remained unwavering: "Since I have chosen this way of life, I have no regrets whether I am tired or not. The Bei Ming family cannot afford to repeat the same mistakes again."

"I'm not going to talk about your family affairs."

Ren Nanbei suddenly sat up straight: "But I won't support you."

"If you want to emulate Huang Qixia and become the leader of the Haoyue, you must have a record of undefeated victories against other Haoyues."

"Besides, everyone will compare you with Huang Qixia."

"Everyone knows that even the other two Jiaoyangs combined are powerless against her. To achieve this, you must at least be able to fight one against three of the same realm."

"What you can't do, I can't do either. Only Huang Qixia can do it, so she is the first seat."

"If you want to wear its crown, you must bear its weight."

Bei Mingque said: "I don't have that much time. I must give it a try even if it means taking risks."

"Are you going to fight to the death?"

"Am I not fighting my hardest now?" Bei Mingque asked back.

Let the north and the south remain silent.

Bei Mingque stared at the trembling fishing line and the lake surface, still making no move to lift the rod: "I am destined to not live past the age of twenty-seven. The only way to survive is to become a saint before the age of twenty-seven."

Ren Nanbei also looked at the undulating lake surface: "You weren't this anxious before. Is it because of Huang Qixia's appearance, or because of... him?"

Bei Ming Que remained silent.

Ren Nanbei said, "Sure enough, compared to Huang Qixia, who has already reached the top, you are more afraid of the latecomers... No one wants to be the first wave, especially when your relationship is so special."

He picked up the fishing rod and cast it out again: "What a wonderful trick."

Bei Ming Que said: "I am not the former wave, nor am I a fake."

Ren Nanbei said, "You are anxious, but you were only a few years old at the time. How could you understand this? This is not your responsibility."

"It has nothing to do with responsibility." Bei Mingque never lifted the rod: "Because I can't lose."

Ren Nanbei paused, scratched his head and said, "I understand... life is just a breath."

Bei Mingque's expressionless face showed a strange expression for the first time: "You understand?"

Ren Nanbei laughed: "Okay, I don't understand, it's all nonsense..."

Bei Ming Que said: "Protect the Dao for me."

Ren Nanbei refused: "I don't like trouble."

Bei Mingque said: "Except for me, no one is more suitable for you to be your protector."

Ren Nanbei stroked his chin thoughtfully, "The guardian is here to watch over you until you attain enlightenment. You still have three years until you turn twenty-seven."

“It won’t take three years.”

Bei Ming Que sneered: "Why would I just wait for death?"

"I know you stayed in Penglai with nothing to do because of the Holy Dao prohibition!"

"But don't you think it's better for you to be my protector than to stay in a place like this and waste your time fishing?"

"The only result of upholding this ban is that it will rot and rot in a corner. Can you really afford to wait fifty years?"

"Help me reach the fifth level, and you will gain an extraordinary ally!"

"When the time comes, I will naturally help you break the shackles of the Holy Path... With your aptitude, you will definitely be canonized as a Saint within a year!"

"It's a win-win situation for both sides. What else is there to consider?"

Ren Nanbei clenched his fists, looking at the surging lake, and said in a calm yet heavy tone, "Choosing me as your protector carries immeasurable risks. If you get caught up in the struggle for the Holy Path, you could easily end up dead without a burial place."

Bei Ming Que simply asked, "Do you dare to answer it or not?"

Ren Nanbei laughed: "It seems that I am the fish that has been hooked."

Bei Mingque looked at Jiaoyang, who had wasted a year and a half due to the ban. He tried to rekindle the fire in him, which was undoubtedly a gamble.

But Bei Mingque, who was born into the gambling game, didn't mind betting more on himself.

There was a cliff behind him and he had no way to retreat.

Ren Nanbei said, "Pick up the rod."

Bei Mingque raised his hand, the fishing rod shook, and a big fish broke out of the water and landed in the fish tank, splashing a few ripples.

"Let's go." Ren Nanbei dropped his fishing rod and pretended to punch Bei Mingque in the chest: "I'll treat you to grilled fish."

Bei Mingque dodged the punch and put away his fishing rod.

He turned sideways: "Now?"

Ren Nanbei said with a smile, "It's better to do it sooner rather than later. There are too many weeds in front of me, and I can't wait any longer."

The fishing rod in his hand had disappeared at some point, and was replaced by a big knife.

The name of the sword is "Cut Grass".

Ren Nanbei waved his sleeve lightly, and the grass-chopping knife broke the surface of the lake. Countless words appeared out of thin air, building a bridge. Thunderous light flowed on the words, and each one flashed with a terrifying power.

Jiaoyang enforces the law in both the north and the south, and is given the famous sword of Daxia to cut grass. He also studies the two schools of military strategy and is in charge of the law of thunder.

Kill countless evil people and cut off the bandits like cutting grass.

Two years ago, the Heavenly Court failed in its lawsuit against the Martial Saint's thousand-year-old family and issued a ban on the Holy Path, forbidding them from becoming a Saint within fifty years.

Even if he failed to enforce the law, he was still one of the three proud suns of Daxia.

Chapter 343 Guardian

"Guardian..."

"The literal meaning of 'guardian of the path' is someone who helps another person attain enlightenment; the extended meaning is that both parties form an alliance and cannot betray each other for life."

"Killing one's own brothers is considered cruel, killing one's parents is considered beastly, and betraying one's protectors is worse than beasts. It is practically severing ties with the world and the holy way."

"Therefore, the selection of guardians must be done with extreme caution, and this applies to both parties."

At the dinner table, Mu Yaoxi explained to Bai Yu the basic settings of the "Guardian".

She didn't know when it started but now she has become accustomed to coming here every day to eat for free.

Mu Yaoxi, who originally planned to live in the dormitory, even moved his residence to this vicinity in order to pursue better living conditions - meaning he could eat and drink for free without having to cook for himself.

"Guardians are usually a system specifically established to provide support for talented individuals with potential."

"The guardians of a large family are usually family members, relatives, or elders."

"Once you enter the Holy Path, you can no longer be someone else's protector, so all your choices are below the fifth level."

"The guardian of the Dao means that the interests and positions of both parties are bound together. Even the holy Dao cannot conflict. Otherwise, a breakup is only a matter of time."

"As for you... the choices for guardians are quite diverse."

Mu Yaoxi drank a sip of milkshake, exhaled comfortably, and said lazily: "The innate heroic spirit bloodline is the most suitable for being a protector. Su Ruoli is undoubtedly the best choice."

"Of course, I can, and I'm happy to have my interests and positions tied to yours."

"This means that your position is tied to mine, and since I'm the daughter of the Mu family, half of your ass now belongs to the military."

"As for Tao Rusu and Qin Xuezao...they are not as strong as you, so they naturally cannot be your protectors."

"Of course, besides the four of us, you have another choice."

"Phoenix Head."

"She doesn't have a guardian, nor has she ever been one, but with her strength, she's completely suitable to be one."

"If you can get her to agree to be your protector, then even if you can't just walk sideways, you can at least walk upside down with your eyes facing the sky."

Bai Yu raised his eyebrows slightly after listening to Mu Yaoxi's words.

You really dare to think of treating the Phoenix Chief as your protector.

But we will have a war in the future.

Bai Yu thought about it and realized that there was actually no other choice. Su Ruoli was the most suitable person, so this question could be skipped.

"It's so nice to have a childhood sweetheart who can upgrade himself just by being placed." Mu Yaoxi narrowed his eyes and read out Bai Yu's inner subtext.

Bai Yu immediately interrupted, "Don't use mind reading recklessly! Who doesn't have a few universal childhood sweethearts these days?"

Mu Yaoxi snorted softly: "Isn't it just a childhood sweetheart? I don't envy her at all."

This statement is true, but only half true.

She had no need to envy Bai Yu. It was nothing special that her childhood sweetheart was a congenital heroic spirit, because she was one herself.

So the person she envied was Su Ruoli.