Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 67:

Gars City is full of lights and colorful, lively, the streets are all clean as if washed, the houses on both sides have become clean, as if brand new, even the soldiers patrolling the street are covered in armor. The bright red robe looks very festive.

Looking from the sky, you can see that the city is full of bright red. Red flowers, red ribbons, red carpets, and a piece of red clothes.

“I knew that you like red before, but I didn’t expect to like it to this point.” Vier looked at the red on the ground and couldn’t help but smile and said, “It’s red, it’s like a pot of stew. Shrimp.”

When Sui Xiong heard the words, he couldn’t help but curl his lips: “What is your description! It’s also a prince, the level of education is too low!”

Viehaha laughed: “Do you know what kind of person was the king when I was a prince?”

Sui Xiong shook his head, a little curious.

“He is two heads taller than ordinary people, his arms are thicker than ordinary people’s thighs, and he speaks like a drum. He can eat half a head of sheep for a meal, ten catties of bread, and he uses a small wine jar for drinking. He uses heavyweights. The bow is wearing heavy armor. When you go to the battlefield, you always carry a 120-jin big axe, but you never ride a horse. There was no bloodline technology at that time, let alone an ordinary horse, even if it was a generally tamable ride. WoW, he can’t stand his strength.” Wie’s eyes were full of smiles. Obviously, court life was also a very pleasant memory for him. “But his old man has a shortcoming, he is illiterate.”

“Huh?!”

“I can’t say that I’m completely illiterate. He at least recognizes his own name.” Viyer said, “However, he only knows his own name. He doesn’t even recognize the names of our brothers.”

Sui Xiong was dumbfounded, he secretly wondered how this is like a king, it is clearly a barbarian!

Wait for the king of the barbarian, that is also the king! Just like Temujin, the founder of the Mongol Empire, he was a barbarian, but isn’t he a king?

He still remembered seeing a movie called Conan the Barbarian King. Although he didn’t think the protagonist looked like a king, at least he was indeed a barbarian.

It can be seen that a barbarian can be a king. There is no problem at all.

So he nodded, and suddenly he was taken aback, and asked: “Then you were also a barbarian?”

Weyer nodded: “When I was a mortal, I was indeed a barbarian, but I know a few more words than my father, and I always have about fifty words in total.”

Sui Xiong is speechless. In his impression, Vie is a very educated person, who can write poems, compose music, and arrange operas, but he did not expect that when he was a mortal, he turned out to be a barbarian.

I want to come to these cultural things, all of which he learned after enshrining the gods.

“Time is really the greatest power in the world!” He couldn’t help sighing, “Looking at what you are now, I really can’t imagine what you looked like back then!”

Weyer smiled and transformed himself into a man of great majestic strength and extraordinary strength. His short beard was like steel needles, and his eyes were full of trembling power even though they weren’t specially rounded. His muscles are comparable to bodybuilders on earth, but there are many tattoos on his body that bodybuilders will never have. They are layered on top of each other, even on his face. They look extremely vicious and can really cure children’s night cry.

Then he changed again, turning back into the usual handsome boy.

“That’s what I looked like when I was a mortal, but when I was consecrating the gods, I abandoned my original physical body, so now it’s nothing more than a flowery body.” As he said, Vie sighed slightly, “If I hadn’t If you abandon your physical body, maybe you won’t be a soft persimmon that no one can beat as it is now.”

Sui Xiong wanted to nod, but stopped.

Although this may be a sad thing for Viyer, he really doesn’t think that Vier can become a strong person without abandoning his body. Maybe it also needs a good foundation, but more importantly, it takes a long time. work out. For example, Sui Xiong himself, if there is no thousands of years of deep training in the trench, he will definitely not have the strength he is today. And what about Vie? A few years ago, He said that he was looking for Morani to learn how to fight, but at first he came to learn it every day, then every few days, and then once a month. Finally, it’s been since the last time He asked Morani to learn art. It’s been almost a year.

With such an attitude, how can you become a strong one?

No matter how powerful the physical body of Vie was when he was a mortal, can it be stronger than his current **** body? If he is willing to work hard, as short as three and five years, and as long as ten or eight years, he will definitely be able to become a martial arts expert.

But, He didn’t.

Look at Leon. He is a mortal, with excellent talents. He was a world-famous genius when he was a boy. However, after a major change, he was seriously injured and poisoned again. Not only did his strength fall back a lot, but his foundation was also greatly damaged. The reason why he was able to return to high-level strength later was because of how much blood and sweat he shed and how much hard work he put in.

Now, he is not only a top swordsman, but also a superb magic spell caster~IndoMTL.com~ All these achievements are naturally attributed to the hard training behind him.

Others don’t know, Sui Xiong knows. Leon spends three to four hours learning and figuring out spells every day. Although no one would think that a peerless swordsman like him needed to cast spells, he stubbornly believed that the chief priest of the Masked Void Church must be a powerful priest, otherwise he would lose Sui Xiong’s face.

Decades of hard work finally made him gain a lot. Nowadays, even if he does not use martial arts and only relies on divine magic to cast spells, he will not lose to ordinary legendary powerhouses.

In other words, he is now a dual legend, martial art is the pinnacle of legend, and divine art is probably at the legendary intermediate level.

If Vie could have half of Leon’s diligence, he would be a fighting master who is stronger than his godhead!

But he changed his mind and smiled again.

I remember that when Professor Cheng gave a lecture, he once said a paragraph of ancient prose, and then sighed: “Knowing how to do it is correct does not mean that you can do it in the correct way. Sometimes it’s a last resort, but more At that time, it was unwilling. It’s like everyone of you knows that as long as you study hard and practice hard, you can become an excellent painter even if you can’t be a great painter. But in the entire art department, how many people have really done it?”

Professor Cheng said at the time and shook his head: “I have been a teacher for a long time. There are only one or two students who can do this in each class. This has nothing to do with talent and character. It is the character of mind.”

After Sui Xiong passed through, although he saw many outstanding talents, there were only a few who could really do this.

At least he can’t do it himself.

In other words, Leon has a better temperament than him.

Flying in the sky, watching Leon, who was sorting clothes in the city lord’s mansion and being manipulated like wooden men by a group of maids, Sui Xiong couldn’t help smiling happier.