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Wang Le, who was sitting in the car, looked up at the distance outside the car window. Su Zhendong, Su Nan, Old Master Mu and others were standing together. From time to time, everyone looked at him. [Ran^Wen^Book Library]

Unspeakable complexity and pain flashed through Wang Le's eyes. The back, which was hit hard by Qilin, felt a faint pain in his spine, which made Wang Le finally close his eyes and whisper: "Master, drive."

Hearing Mr. Wang’s orders, the master didn’t respond and started the car directly, left the corner of the special car parked with everyone, and drove back along the way.

In the eyes of everyone, the car carrying Wang Le slowly drove into the hazy night, and closed its eyes until it could no longer be seen.

At this time, several old men from aristocratic families led the juniors in the family to Mr. Mu and others. Among them, the old men of the Chen family laughed and said, "Old man Mu, you grandson-in-law are amazing!"

"Today, Wang Le's combat power really opened my eyes to the old man. I will be able to protect your Mu family for a hundred years." The old man of the Liu family said meaningfully with envy.

"Old guy, remember to take care of everyone then!"

Mr. Mu looked at the envy of these old men and his face could not hide his pride. However, Wang Le's grandfather Su Zhendong was still standing here sad, so he couldn't say anything about Se to sprinkle salt on the old man's wounds, so he could only haha, responded and said a few polite words, and then went home with Chen Sheng.

As everyone left, the Hall of Supreme Harmony, which was like daytime, also turned off the lights and returned to the embrace of the night, as if nothing had happened before, only the cold moon and the stars in the sky were shining.

"What, this battle has discouraged you?"

After returning to the other courtyard of the Red Wall, the old guy looked at Qilin and asked faintly.

The dejected Qilin did not reply and remained silent because he was indeed hit by this battle and completely lost his fighting spirit.

Before fighting with Wang Le, he was full of confidence and vowed to break the myth of invincible defeat in the imperial throne and prove that he was the ace among the mysterious troops!

But the ideal is full, but the reality is too skinny. In the battle of the Forbidden City tonight, the Qilin has fully utilized its super combat power and injured the imperial throne. However, in the end, the opponent caught the flaw and flipped the whole situation, making him lose without any preparation, completely knocking him to the dust!

This psychological gap is too big, and the fighting spirit has been completely wiped out!

Thinking back on the scenes of fighting with Wang Le, he used the ancient method to avoid the opponent's killing move for the second time, and was grabbed by Wang Le's ankle when he counterattacked. Now, when he recalled, he knew that he had fallen into the opponent's plan, and thus laid the lead of failure later.

"The Emperor is right. I am still too young to hurt my ankle."

After a while of silence, Qilin said with some depression.

The old guy sneered and said with disdain: "You are really too young, and you can't even tell the truth and lies that bastard!"

"Uh!" Qilin was stunned, looked at his mentor, and said, "Did the throne really use the words he said before to deceive us?"

At this time, the old guy glared at Qilin with a little anger.

To be more precise, the old guy was also very unhappy in his heart, because Wang Le defeated Qilin tonight, which was a real slap in the face in front of many old friends. How could Qilin be the successor of his robe and mantle? How could he not be so stuffy?

"Is the ancient method I passed on to you a three-legged cat kung fu? Just because your ankle is injured, it affects the use of the ancient method, and that bastard can see through it?" The old guy rolled his eyes depressedly and said with a humming voice.

My mentor's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Qilin's head. He suddenly woke up and said to himself: "The method my master gave me is something at the bottom of the box. Even if I don't have innate power and have ankle injured, I will never see it. Damn, that bastard dares to lie to me, do you still look like a senior?"

At this time, Qilin became more angry and more frustrated as she thought about it. Because Wang Le's words shook his Qilin's confidence in his own combat power. This is a taboo for warriors. Don't be so unkind, is it okay???

Looking at Qilin's appearance, the old guy sneered and said, "Don't be dissatisfied, the success and the king will succeed and the defeat will be a bandit. No matter what means the throne used to see the ancient method you used, he won the end. The fact is already like this, it's useless to think too much!"

Qilin suddenly felt depressed. His master was right, and he succeeded and defeated. What else would he be dissatisfied with? Suddenly, Qilin's heart moved and looked up at the old guy and asked, "Master, what is the innate power?"

The old guy thought for a while and replied: "The innate power is very mysterious. From nothing to something in the body, it not only requires personal martial arts achievements and talent, but also requires rare opportunities to cultivate innate power."

After a pause, the old guy continued, "This thing is difficult to explain clearly for a while. You just need to know that there is a distinction between acquired and innate martial arts."

"After acquired, innate?" Qilin heard that martial arts would be divided into two realms for the first time, and couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you always have innate power like the throne?"

The old guy smiled and replied ambiguously: "Innate is just a new starting point in martial arts."

After saying that, the old guy walked into the room without waiting for Qilin to ask again, saying, "When that bastard comes to find me, I will tell you all at that time."

"Uh!" Qilin had been completely aroused by his mentor at this time. His curiosity seemed to be scratched by a cat's claw, but he did not dare to continue to entangle. He did not dare to be lawless in front of his mentor like the Emperor, and his lies were as true.

Thinking of this, Qilin's resentment towards Wang Le increased a lot. This guy did not match the legendary invincible and cruel image of invincible and cruel. The gap was too big, so I really couldn't accept it!

However, in order to satisfy his innate curiosity about martial arts, Qilin had to pray that the emperor would come here to find his mentor as soon as possible, and then he would hear his mentor's detailed answers.

"My master said that if I have innate power, then I will be invincible when fighting against the Imperial!"

Qilin was excited when he thought of what his master said at the top of the Supreme Hall of Supreme Harmony, but then he felt a little depressed, because his master had just said that innate power was also opportunities in addition to martial arts achievements and talent.

But chance is a matter of luck after all!
Chapter completed!