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The rumored Zhuo Qingfeng was a chivalrous man who was too cool and unrestrained in the world of martial arts. He had never held a grudge against anyone. He had been polite since he was young. He was a perfect example, but this man in front of him was sometimes crazy and sometimes abnormal. He was far from what the rumors said.    

"Sigh... I know what you're thinking. Do you feel that I've lost my composure, gone mad, and that I don't have the demeanor of a senior at all?" Zhuo Qingfeng looked at Lin Hao and a bitter smile appeared on his face.    

"You look like a madman." Lin Hao spoke bluntly.    

The corner of Zhuo Qingfeng's mouth twitched. Why did he say it so directly?    

However, as if he had thought of something, Zhuo Qingfeng suddenly shook his head with a bitter smile.    

"Why do you think a person with monstrous talent would be reduced to such a state? Do you know how many cultivation I have?"    

Lin Hao frowned, "It might be a First Level Martial Spirit, or a Second Grade Martial Spirit. Why are you talking about this? Wait...!"    

Lin Hao suddenly looked at Zhuo Qingfeng. He could feel that Zhuo Qingfeng was not an overbearing pressure. "You took a monstrous genius as your disciple seven years ago. Seven years ago, your strength should not be low. At least you could be considered a Martial Spirit, and an Abnormal Talent. Even if you only cared about eating, drinking, and taking care of other things for seven years, you could still be considered a Martial Spirit. It shouldn't be like this!"    

Zhuo Qingfeng let out a miserable laugh, but the pain in his heart was stirred up, "To be more accurate, my cultivation is currently at the early stage of the Second Grade Martial Spirit, and it will soon drop to the First Grade Level Martial Spirit. Hehe... "    

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows. Could it be that this man's Cultivation had gone from Qi Deviation to Qi Deviation, and instead of increasing his cultivation, his cultivation had dropped?    

Zhuo Qingfeng suddenly frowned. An extremely painful expression appeared on his face, but it disappeared in an instant, and he returned to his normal appearance.    

After a long while, Zhuo Qingfeng slowly said, "I, Zhuo Qingfeng have always been a straightforward and upright person. Back then, I relied on my iron body. I have won countless glory for the Sect, but I didn't expect that... This world is still a world of power. A cunning rabbit will die and a dog will be cooked... "    

" Lin Hao, I don't have much time left. You can choose not to believe every word I say, but please believe that this world isn't as innocent as you think it is. At least, it is only on the surface. "    

Zhuo Qingfeng raised his hand to stop Lin Hao from asking the question. He made a hand seal and said slowly.    

"Back then, I had already advanced to the level of an intermediate Martial Spirit. The difference between me and an advanced Martial Spirit was only a small step. Plus, my disciple, monstrous genius, has a stronger momentum than me, and has already reached the Martial Spirit Realm. I'm not boasting. If we were given a few years' time... The Profound Yang Sect would definitely welcome a grand occasion in history, and perhaps even in the near future... The Profound Yang Sect would have a grand occasion with four kings! "    

The more Zhuo Qingfeng spoke, the more excited he became. It was as if he was a youth who was looking forward to a beautiful future. His face flushed red, and his saliva flew everywhere.    

Lin Hao could feel that Zhuo Qingfeng seemed to be in a hurry to finish his words, and there was no room for Lin Hao to interrupt. Lin Hao could only allow Zhuo Qingfeng to continue speaking.    

"Lin Hao, do you know what happened to me when I saw the Master seven years ago?"    

Zhuo Qingfeng suddenly raised his head. His eyes were filled with grief and indignation.    

"He attacked me brazenly and beat me until I was half dead, but he dared to violate the rules of the sect and kill the innocent Elder. So... he imprisoned me in the forbidden area! Seven years! Seven whole years!"    

Zhuo Qingfeng raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. Tears were flowing down his face. He had been holding this matter in his heart for too many years!