AST 1942 - Youth Wasted Without Acting Pompous (1/2)
“Oldie Xia, you brought this young brother so high up that I want to try my luck up there,” A deep and sincere voice was suddenly heard.
Qing Shui followed the voice and saw a wild old man. Qing Shui knew who he was, the strong warrior of the Moonwolf Empire. It was as powerful as the Great Confucian Empire and seemed to be even greater now.
They came out, now everyone wanted a piece of the Great Confucian Empire.
The Old Ancestor laughed, “Sha Langfeng, think wisely, you are a man of honor. Yet, the title doesn’t count today, it would be shameful if you lose.”
“A warrior needs to be prepared to get defeated, it is fine to lose. Failure is not fearful; a failure can probably lead to a breakthrough,” Sha Langfeng said coldly.
Sha Langfeng was an elderly but he only looked slightly older than a normal middle-aged man. A man like this in the Main Continent was usually at his peak of cultivations. He would hardly achieve any other breakthrough even after a hundred years.
Hence, Sha Langfeng wished to make further progress. If he stayed stagnant, he would probably remain constant for the rest of his life.
The Old Ancestor of the Xia Clan returned to his seat. The situation was within his expectations, he still felt that Qing Shui was unpredictable and mysterious. Thus, he had a feeling that Qing Shui would bring a miracle. When he was coming down, he looked at Qing Shui with a smile.
Qing Shui glanced at the old man speechlessly, but he was not against it. Qing Shui was impressed by the old man, everything he did and his manner was very comforting. Besides, Qing Shui knew he would need the old man’s help in the future.
Though the old man had only a few years of life, Qing Shui could extend it for several tens of years. This was the limit, Qing Shui could not change one’s destiny despite his magnificent Art of Healing. The old man’s aging process was irreversible, but with Qing Shui’s Art of Healing, he could help the old man live for another ten of years.
It was long enough to do many things.
After all, Qing Shui was reluctant to stay forever and become the protective shield of the Great Confucian Empire. The Thirteenth Prince needed time to be strong, and with the presence of the old man, he could continue guarding the Great Confucian Empire and his friends.
Sha Langfeng walked in the direction of the Sacred Royal Stage. He was not too tall with just a slightly imposing stature which felt like a mountain. Apart from that, his entire body gave out a fierce and wild aura.
“Young man, I won’t hold back, the sword has no eyes, watch out!” said Sha Langfeng to Qing Shui in a cold and brutal tone.
Qing Shui nodded, “Come on!”
Sha Langfeng’s fighting spirit was rising rapidly like an exact substance.
Moonwolf Fighting Spirit!
Sha Langfeng belonged to the royal family of the Moonwolf Empire and had a very high position. Otherwise, he would not come to this kind of event. The royals of Moonwolf Empire obtained the inheritance from the Moonwolf Emperor. The people from the Sha Clan learned the inherited battle skills from the Moonwolf Emperor, it was a family inheritance. Only one would awaken the blood of the Moonwolf Emperor from the Sha Clan. Thus, he might not be the Great Moonwolf Emperor, but he surely had a royal inheritance.
Sha Langfeng was the strongest man in his generation besides the one who awakened the blood of Moonwolf Emperor.
Moonwolf Fighting Spirit increased the strength greatly. Besides, it also improved the speed, ability to break the defense, and the eyesight massively.