Super Asura System

Zhao Yiming came to another hill and saw a flat ground. There were many stone pillars on the ground, and there were many marks on the pillars.    

    

When he got closer, he saw that there were fist marks and leg marks on it. It was obvious that this was an expert. The marks left behind when cultivating here should have been years of perseverance.    

    

When he walked into the forest again, a person stood in the middle of the stone pillar forest. His fists and legs were like the wind, and every strike was abnormally fierce.    

    

He just stood quietly by the side and watched his opponent practice his moves one by one. These were the most basic moves and could not be seen at all.    

    

When that man stopped practicing, it was Ying Wenlong, who he hadn't seen for many years. He still looked the same, but he looked even more capable.    

    

Zhao Yiming said with a smile, "I knew this was left behind by you the moment I saw the marks on it. There are many kinds of geniuses in this world. There are both innate geniuses and postnatal geniuses who work hard.    

    

There was once someone who said success is one percent of talent, plus ninety-nine percent of sweat. However, without this one percent of talent, everything would be in vain. However, these words didn't come true in your body.    

    

You can rely on your own efforts. You can't be lacking with others. You should be the son of the Heavenly Dao who hasn't been arranged by the Heavenly Dao. With your own efforts, you should be able to fight for this position. "    

    

Ying Wenlong looked at him with a calm expression and said slowly," My mother was only Palace Maid. I don't know what was wrong with my father back then. He actually spoiled my mother and gave birth to me.    

    

Although I have the title of First Prince, no one thinks highly of me. These people changed their ways and wanted to bully me. They even secretly drugged me and destroyed my Root Bone.    

    

However, I wasn't discouraged. I continued to work hard by myself. Finally, one day, I succeeded and stepped on all those people back then.    

    

However, after I succeeded, no one can share my joy. I must be stronger than others. I can only work hard and slowly form a habit."    

    

Zhao Yiming nodded slightly and said with a sigh," You and I are similar in this aspect, but I am more miserable than you. If it wasn't for the fact that I met my master later on, I'm afraid that I would have already been reincarnated for several generations.    

    

Sometimes, I think that if I had died at that time, I wouldn't have a happy ending after I reincarnated. I wouldn't have been so unlucky in every life.    

    

But later on, I changed everything, and finally became an existence that everyone looked up to. At that time, I felt that why I had to listen to the arrangement of the Heavenly Dao and not walk our own path! "    

    

Ying Wenlong said with a laugh," I'm not interested in the Heavenly Dao. I just want to have a good fight with you. I want to see how big the gap between us is. I hope you can help me. "    

    

Zhao Yiming nodded. The two of them fiercely charged at each other. They were punching and kicking each other, as if they were street gangsters fighting. This was the purest way to return to one's original self.    

    

There were a total of three realms in martial arts. The first realm was one punch, one kick, and one kick. The second realm was one punch, not one punch, and one kick was not one kick. The third realm consisted of one punch, one kick, and one punch.    

    

Entering the second stage in the first stage was a simple process that went from simple to complicated. It was also a comprehensive sublimation of the entire technique. There were many true experts and Grand Master. They were all at the second realm, and it looked like a simple punch. In fact, it was full of changes.    

    

From the second level to the third level, it was truly returning to its original state. At this time, there was no longer any need for those complicated moves. One punch and one kick could determine victory and defeat. The simplest and most effective way was to attack the other party.    

    

The two of them belonged to this level, so it was a contest of fists to flesh. After exchanging a few thousand moves, they finally stopped.    

    

Ying Wenlong said with a smile, "It's been thousands of years since I've had such a quick fight. Today's battle is truly enjoyable. There's still some gap between me and you, but it's still worth it.    

    

I don't want to practice martial arts for the rest of my life, because I have missed a lot of things. If life is a scenery, I have never seen a scenery before.    

    

For the rest of my life, I hope I can experience more. I have a lover who knows me well. I experience the scenery of life together. Many times, being an ordinary person is really good."    

    

Zhao Yiming sighed lightly and looked at his opponent who had collapsed. Knowing his thoughts was just an extravagant hope for a cool man like him. How could Heavenly Dao and Human Dao let him go? He would definitely become the next main character of the competition.    

    

He felt that his body became much lighter. He picked up the wooden staff again and walked forward step by step. He had no goal at all and did not know where he was going.    

    

He walked aimlessly and casually, even teaching a few disciples, but did not reveal his name. Everyone called him Guigu'zi.    

    

Each of his disciples had extraordinary strength, and they had slowly developed a lot of things. These things kept developing, and they actually formed hundreds of schools of thought.    

    

The Asura Continent had also become divided and integrated, and many other strong men had emerged in the midst of the floating and sinking. He looked at the dispute between these strong men as if he had seen his own past. Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi... Guigu'zi...    

    

When he was happy, he would interfere. When he was unhappy, he would wander around. As for those disciples that he had trained back then, be it heaven and earth shaking, falling to the ground and dying, they seemed to have nothing to do with him.    

    

He did not know what he was going to experience down there, nor did he know who would appear before him. It was as if there was nothing in his heart, but at the same time, there seemed to be a lot of things.    

    

He once again slowly came to a place and saw a pavilion. There were two people playing chess in the pavilion, so he casually walked in.    

    

These two people were really familiar with each other. Back then, the sun, moon, and stars were famous all over the world. The moon accompanied his husband to the underworld, and the sun and the stars disappeared.    

    

Now, the two of them had become old and senile. They seemed to have forgotten what had happened back then and were playing chess leisurely here.    

    

He chuckled as he sat beside the two of them. Just like that, he stared unblinkingly at the game. This game of chess had been played for over a hundred years, and during this period of time, a young woodcutter had come over.    

    

After watching the game, the woodcutter turned around and left. Zhao Yiming nodded thoughtfully. This young man had missed a great opportunity.    

    

However, sometimes it wasn't necessarily a bad thing. It was said that opportunities came from the heavens, but who knew if they were good or bad? What was the use of abandoning everything and seeking immortality?