Ji Ba fell from the air and hit the ground hard. The earth shook violently, rocks rolled, and a giant human-shaped pit appeared on the ground.

"Mr. Ji Ba was defeated!"

"What kind of monster is that kid? He can resist Lord Ji Ba's divine spear, and there is nothing to do. He has never heard of such a person since ancient times."

"A mortal is just a mortal, and it's like a dream!"

The black-armored warrior couldn't help but retreat, looking at the little brat who was slowly falling from the air, his eyes flashed with fear.

"That's right, it's really that kind of physique... This person is indeed extraordinary, and he deserves to be the one I like!"

In the distance, Bai Ning stood on the top of the mountain, her beautiful eyes blinked, and she kept radiant, looking at the little brat. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"The little brat is amazing, beat him to death."

"The little brat is mighty..."

Some young people in the village couldn't help but urged their hands, and the little brat's words fell into their ears, stimulating their nerves like stimulants.

Even Wang Xinghe, who had been in a state of nowhere, had a hint of joy in his eyes.

"The shackles have slowly opened..."

"For him, the direction of his path has been determined, and it may not be obvious, but one day he will find that he is walking on a special road."

"A new era is coming, and even his physique cannot protect himself in the torrent. Everything will depend on him!"

Wang Xinghe looked up and looked into the sky, his eyes flashing.

Outside the tree village.

The little brat fell to the ground. His body was slender, his head was windless, and the stone spoon in his hand was stained with blood, and his eyes were calm and terrifying.

"Let go of the snot baby!"

The little brat's voice was very calm, his eyes swept across everyone present, and finally fell on the black-armored warrior who was stomping on his feet.

When the little brat's eyes fell on the black-armored warrior, he couldn't help but tremble, and cold sweat broke out, and the black spear in his hand fell to the ground.

The black-armored warrior's heart trembled. At that moment, he suddenly felt that the person standing in front of him was not a little brat who was still stinky, but a ferocious beast, a human-shaped beast, dispersing a terrifying power, and choosing people to eat them.

The black-armored warrior retreated. He did not dare to look at the little kid in this special state, so he could only leave and retreat very far.

"Let's go home!"

Holding the snot baby who was half a head taller than him, the little kid suddenly felt a soreness in the tip of his nose, and two lines of hot tears rolled down.

He cried and was very sad.

Usually, little kids are innocent and either eat or sleep. He is very happy with his friends.

But now, looking at the snot baby with blood in his arms, the little brat's heart felt as uncomfortable as if it had been cut by a knife.

"Become stronger, I have to become stronger so that I can protect the village."

"It was entirely due to my special physique, but that man was still too strong. The divine chain spear contained devastating aura and could almost penetrate everything. Although my body could not be damaged by that rune, the wind blade generated by the movement of the spear had a huge impact on my body."

Carrying a stone spoon, the little kid held the snot baby and walked towards the Shu Village step by step.

"Tick!"

Red blood slowly flowed out of the little brat's body. The skin on his upper body cracked, and some extremely small wounds were bleeding. Every step he fell, a bloody footprint would be left on the ground.

"Little brat, are you okay?"

"What's going on?"

"Aren't all runes invalid for you?"

The young people in the village were shocked. They clenched their fists and some of them had their fingernails tied into their palms.

Seeing this, even Wang Xinghe's expression could not help but move. The wrinkles on his face trembled and he took a deep breath, "Even his physique, he would be hurt in the face of absolute strength. The damage of the wind blade attached to the Spear of Order has completely exceeded the little kid's ability to bear it."

"He was able to persist until now, and he relied entirely on his own will."

Wang Xinghe's eyes gradually lit up.

What is the most important thing for a practitioner?

talent?

Immortal scripture?

Adventure?

Or will?

If Wang Xinghe had chosen, he would definitely choose his will.

No matter how good your talents and opportunities are, you will not be able to go long.

Of course, if you simply have will and do not have talent and opportunities, you will not be able to go far or even make a move.

Talent and opportunity?

The little brat has these things himself. In other words, he is an opportunity himself. His physique only exists in legends. This is the best gift God has given him.

But in the same way, this physique blocks all the way ahead of the little kid. The body cannot imprint the rune rules. Even if you are talented, it will be useless. You are destined to be unable to fly to the sky and escape from the earth and be free in the world.

Therefore, the road ahead of the little kid needs to be explored step by step by step.

Step by step, find the answer yourself.

Will is like a hand to a little kid, and his physical characteristics are like a key. He needs to use this big hand to hold the key, open his own shackles, push open the long-sealed door, and walk on his own path. Only in this way can he become stronger, complete his transformation, and be truly free in the world.

The little brat has a long way to go.

"etc."

The sudden sound of the sound rang out from afar, and everyone present was shocked.

The little brat hugged the snot baby. He turned around, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the person who came, his voice was low.

"Fight?"

The little brat is in a special state now. His blood is surging, and his forehead is shining like jasper, with a faint divine luster, which is extremely strange.

He is full of fighting spirit and dares to fight anyone!

"I'm very interested in you!"

It was a man, of medium size, wearing a black armor, a battle skirt on his lower body, and a silver dragon spear behind him. The black shortness is very clean and neat, making people look amazing.

To be stunning, it is not the kind of handsome appearance, but more of a kind of extraordinary temperament. It is a fighting spirit, engraved in the bones, flowing in the blood, and showing its domineering spirit in every move.

The little brat looked at the man and was a little fascinated. When he came to his senses, he realized his disobedience and suddenly became a little scared.
Chapter completed!