Seeing Shi Jiawen's expression, Meng Zhao knew that he was thinking awkwardly, and said,

"It's not what you think is martial arts talent, but a person's natural gift of anger.

Brother Shi, you should be very clear that people are completely different. There will never be two identical people in the world. Even if they have the same appearance, the same figure, and the same voice, their inner essence and the core of life are still different.

The differences between individuals in life lead to some people being talented and some people being lacking.

For example, in the God of Anger, what you want is the word Anger.

Some people are born with impulsive personality, easily irritable, like firecrackers, just a little bit. With such talent, they will naturally receive certain blessings when practicing the martial arts of the Angry God Art, and their progress is extraordinary and their achievements will definitely be extremely high.

But some people are naturally cold and rarely have emotional fluctuations. Anger is simply a luxury for them.

Such a person, even if you have extraordinary martial arts talent, cannot deduce the practice of the Angry God Art to a very high level before you reach a high level.

This is what I said, talent is not talent for martial arts, but talent corresponding to the will of martial arts.”

"And you, Brother Shi, your stubborn side, your persistence and obsession with martial arts practice means that you have extreme talents in this regard. This is not an ordinary martial arts qualification, but a talent to find a different approach."

"When you are like an ordinary warrior and practice martial arts that are generally recognized by the public, your talent will not work at all. No matter how skillful you practice or how mysterious the magical skills are, you will not be able to really penetrate it and understand its essence, because your martial arts qualifications are average and you cannot truly immerse yourself in it.

However, when you are like a natural-willed martial artist who practices the God of Angry, you can have a similar martial art that matches your obsession, your special, different-looking talent will be stimulated and unleashed endless potential.

As for the so-called qualifications for martial arts and talent for martial arts, it is just useless and does not matter.”

Meng Zhao's words can be said to be a heart-warming expression, blood rushing, blushing, and hot eyes turned into flames, which could ignite the deepest throbbing deep in people's hearts.

Talent, it turns out that this is also a kind of talent, and it is a talent that can help you become stronger and have endless potential.

However, after being excited, one is losing.

Such talents are actually not uncommon. Throughout the ages, there are countless people in the entire land of China. Like Shi Jiawen, they have similar talents and are even stronger than him, but they are all in the world.

Why?

Because they lack martial arts that match their talents to stimulate this potential, the pearl is naturally hidden and the light is no longer there.

And even if he was the son of the general of the dynasty, he was the nephew of Dadi Beitangsheng, and he felt it was difficult for this special martial arts, and it was not that he could find it by finding it.

"Even if this is the case, what can we do? Similar martial arts are the minority among the minority. The anomalies among the extraordinary are so rare."

Meng Zhao smiled and shook his head, saying,

"No, in fact, there is no martial arts in the world, but created by people. Since others can create martial arts like the Wrathful God Art, why can't you?

Like the sky, the earth, nature, the universe, the vicissitudes of the world, and the world, are all ways to create martial arts.

In fact, like yourself, you can create magical skills.”

This, Shi Jiawen was moved for a moment, and then he shook his head.

Creation and Creation of Martial Arts are the thoughts that only those who are called sects and ancestors dare to have. With such cultivation and such talent, it is simply a dream to achieve the so-called Creation of Martial Arts.

"King Menglong, you are a peerless genius, with a strong talent in the world, and can be compared with the ancient gods. Therefore, you think that this theory of creating martial arts is easy, but for me, it is even more difficult than climbing to the sky.

Even if I rely on the relationships and resources behind me and spend countless time and energy to create it, I don’t know how many years it will be, so what’s the point?”

"That's not the case. I always feel that compared to human talents, what is more important is encounter, luck, and human choice.

Every moment of life, we are actually facing countless choices, from what to eat and drink every day, from what to decide your life, and from the far-reaching impact.

Different choices often have completely different consequences.

For example, Brother Shi, you were actually coveting my opportunities and encounters. You wanted to attract Wuming’s father-in-law and Yu Changkong to deal with me, and then use the killing weapon your mother asked for for you to plot against me.

If your choice is like this and has not changed, then I can tell you with certainty that you have only one ending, and that is death."

As soon as these words were said, Shi Jiawen's face turned pale, because Meng Zhao accurately explained his thoughts, and even knew his details clearly, which confirmed the other party's way of entering a dream, and spying into memories, were all true.

As for what Meng Zhao said, that if he did this, he would undoubtedly die. He did not think that he was talking nonsense anymore.

After all, he only thought that Meng Zhao might become a master, but he did not know that the other party had already cultivated the soul. This was a brand new martial arts world, with a high level of realm that was unforgettable.

Some conspiracies, coupled with the strong strength of Wuming and Yu Changkong, may not be able to do anything to the other party.

"However, because of Nangong Yao and the news about Chaos, you have changed your mind, have new goals, and make new choices. This idea will deflect your life and future.

It’s just that, today I’ll come to you and tell you these thoughtful words.”

"Not just that, I'm going to give you a choice now so that you can fight for your future life again.

The future of martial arts, what you yearn for, keep getting stronger, responding to the obsessions of your family, elders, and expectation, and achieving perfection is not a delusion.

Just need to make the right choice.”

Shi Jiawen's heart became heavier and heavier, as if he was about to fall into hell. What came from his ears was no longer Meng Zhao's gentle words, but the devil's whisper, full of strange temptation.

He wanted to stop the other party loudly and wanted to end the conversation with the other party.

But Shi Jiawen is now like a demon. He instinctively refuses to interrupt the other party, but is happy to listen to Meng Zhao say more.

Because he wanted to make a choice that would be beneficial to the future.

After pondering for a long time, Shi Jiawen asked in a hoarse voice,
Chapter completed!