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Deep in the night, in a courtyard inside the Fifth Prince's residence, Lan Feng casually sent the longsword in Syrika's hand flying. Under the effect of the Dragon Elephant Achievement, he did not even use his Innate Qi, but only used his enhanced physical body and exquisite sword techniques to push Syrika back time and time again.

After encountering the Demon Ghost three days ago, he had immediately used a magical sound transmission crystal to send the news back to the Tianxing Mercenary Group. During this time, he had even gone through an interesting interlude.

The magic sound transmission array required magic to activate, but unfortunately, the magic power that he and Syrika possessed was not magic power, so they could not activate the magic sound transmission array at all. This matter was related to a secret, and he couldn't ask anyone else for help. In the end, Lan Feng actually ran out in the middle of the night, and using his great strength, forcefully kidnapped a Green Stage Magician and brought it back. Then, using the Great Art of Soul Shifting to control his consciousness, he activated the sound transmission array.

Until now, the missing Magician was still locked in the Prince's Mansion, and could not be released before the matter was over.

These few days, the master and disciple duo were training as usual, and every day, Syrika could clearly feel his strength increasing, as though he was sitting on a rocket.

In the past, he was only a piece of trash, a hundred times worse than the Lan Feng of back then. At the very least, the Lan Feng of his youth was famous for it. It was like a dream that they had met in a restaurant. This kind of meeting had caused Lan Feng to reminisce, and then, with his extraordinary physique, he was naturally connected to every single meridian in his body, causing Lan Feng to feel a desire to be talented. At this point, he began the process of the golden-scaled dragon's transformation, breaking out of its cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

Everything happened so quickly. In just a short month, he was no longer the trash from before. His Yin Yang Energy had already reached the second layer. Just in terms of energy alone, he was already equivalent to the late stage of Orange Stage.

In the past, his strength was extremely poor. However, he also understood that whether it was Dou Qi or Magic, he needed a long time of practice to be able to achieve anything. Even that genius youth in his twenties had already reached an extremely high level. But, which one of them didn't start cultivating at the age of three or five?

Even now, he still had an unreal feeling.

It was too fast! To be able to allow a good-for-nothing like him to attain such strength in just a short span of time, this kind of rapidly increasing martial art was simply unheard-of. It was as if it was a miracle that was unimaginable!

In fact, how could he know that the two great sutras' inner force cultivation methods were extremely quick to begin with? He had only broken through to the first stage, but it had become completely different after that. Thinking back to before, Lan Feng did not have anyone to help him use his Innate Qi to wash his muscles and veins. It did not take him long to break through to the first stage, but after reaching the third stage, it would not be so easy to level up again.

"Bam!"

The sword stabbed over. According to Lan Feng's analysis, even if Syrika was unable to block it, he could still block it.

Lan Feng was startled, and immediately retracted back the sword force. He became furious, retracted his sword and struck out with a palm, sending him flying a few meters, and shouted angrily: You ate the wrong medicine? What are you thinking about? You actually got distracted when fighting your enemies? If it were your enemies, you would have died long ago! "

Syrika crawled up from the ground while enduring the pain all over his body, his face revealing a strange expression, and then, with a thump, he kneeled in front of Lan Feng. "Master, I am thinking about everything that you have given me, and it seems as if this period of time is unreal, but I am very clear that it is all true. In the past, Syrika was only a target of ridicule, a weakling who was nothing to be bullied by others. To have such a thing as today all thanks to his master, I really do not know what to say. "

Lan Feng helped him up, and said with a sigh, "Why are you saying all this? You and I are bound by fate, and I believe you have heard of my experiences. How similar was the you from a month ago and me from two years ago? If a person was still alive, it didn't mean that others had to think highly of him. First, he had to think highly of themselves. If he lost his will, living would be better off being dead. Remember! No matter what kind of difficulties you encounter in the future, do not lower your head. As long as you do not admit defeat, you will have a sliver of hope.

"Master, I will remember every single word that you said. Syrika is only willing to follow by your side for the rest of his life.

"There's no need to be like this. Everyone's pursuit is different." Lan Feng gave a baffled smile and muttered: "Shawk, you know, right?"

Syrika was startled, and immediately replied: "Tianxing Mercenary Group Guild Leader, you are known as the undefeatable demon, no one dares to underestimate you, and no one on the continent knows about you."

Lan Feng had a very happy expression, the scenes of the past surfaced in his eyes as he laughed loudly: "Do you know what his past wishes are? Mn, when we just met, he was carrying Longth along alone. He was looking for his companions, so to establish a mercenary group, he would need at least three people. Unfortunately, after he searched for more than a year, he was only able to deceive and find Longth. At that time, his wish was to own a mercenary group of his own. "

"This …"

"After that, we met. The mercenary group was formed, and then his other wish appeared, which is to make Tianxing Mercenary Group the number one mercenary group in the entire continent. We were very lucky, this wish of his came true after only a year. Fire Phoenix and Thunder God have joined together and Tianxing Mercenary Group's strength is second to none in the entire Mercenary world. "

Following Lan Feng's narration, Syrika frowned deeply as he pondered. After a while, he said: "Master, I understand what you mean. You are saying that a person's desire will change with the environment, and when one's strength reaches a new level, an even more extravagant desire will appear. "

Nodding his head, Lan Feng smiled and said: "In fact, desires are limitless, it's just that different desires cause different consequences. In the past, I only wanted to walk out of this awkward situation and not be mocked by others. I only wanted to win honor for my family. The glory of the Moche family has never been seen before, the combat power I grasp is not inferior to that of a nation. "

Syrika laughed in his heart, this master of his was really too modest. With the power he had now, how could it be any weaker than a country? The Forest Elves, Dwarves and even Magical Beast Swamp's High Rank Beasts were all equipped with mercenary groups, such a team shouldn't appear in the human world!

"What is Master's wish now? I don't think Master is interested in imperial power or anything like that. "

"Two o'clock." Lan Feng laughed, and gently stroked the sword in his hand: "In the war of the Three Realms, humans have always been just cannon fodder. This time, I hope that humans will no longer be targets for others to slaughter. Then, my highest dream ever since I obtained these martial arts is to explore the peak of martial arts. "

"Greater Teleportation of the Universe's seventh stage, Limitless Heart Technique, an existence that surpasses martial arts. Then, how strong exactly is it? Above it? I believe that a human's potential is limitless. The Purple Stage is not the end, even if it is a god or devil, they would definitely be the strongest? "

His words echoed in Syrika's ears, as if it was a type of magic that he couldn't resist against. Of course, Lan Feng would never use the Great Art of Soul Shifting against him, it was only what aroused the desire and anticipation in the depths of Syrika's heart, for the most powerful ability.

The Purple Stage was not the end. He definitely believed in this, because there were even stronger gods and devils.

Exploring the peak of martial arts, he believed in this point even more. For a young man to reach such an achievement at the age of twenty, his potential was limitless!

Suddenly, Syrika seemed to have found his target, and found a never-ending path. This path might be difficult, or he might encounter all kinds of difficulties, but at least he would have a good master accompanying him, continuing on!

"Master, I want to explore the peak of martial arts with you. I want to explore the limits of strength!" Syrika's voice was filled with determination.

Lan Feng looked at him, his eyes flashed with a strange light. After a long while, he laughed: "Are you serious? If you are willing, I can help you sit on the throne of the Tian Luo Duchy.

Syrika slightly raised his head and closed his eyes. Fragments of memories churned in his mind as he muttered, "I can! The secular world was a place that could be achieved in a hundred years. Anyone could be an emperor, but there was no end to the path of martial arts. Humans, they were still humans for 3000 years. Even though there was a demigod Purple Stage, there had never been a god. Why couldn't humans become Deities? "I believe so!"

"Indeed. As long as you are willing, I guarantee that I will fulfill your wishes!"

A voice came from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, there was another person standing ten meters in front of them. It was the black robed Ao Du — Demon World Ghost Messenger!

At first, Lan Feng was stunned, but then he immediately pulled Syrika behind him and asked in a heavy voice, "You already know everything?"

"I know, of course I know. After that day, I felt that something was strange. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong." After saying that, a dark gas appeared in Ao Du's eyes. He laughed out loud, "I never expected that I would be fooled by this kind of little thing. It was a mask, making me unable to recognize an old friend. Lan Feng! Is your wish really to become a god? "

After knowing the other party's real name for the first time, Lan Feng asked indifferently: "So what?"

"Help our Demon Realm. As long as the God Realm is defeated, I can request the Great Devil God to help you become a god!"

"You are just a Demon Envoy. What's the use of your promise?"

"To be able to become an envoy and enter the mortal world one step before the God Realm, how could I be an ordinary Demon Envoy? Even though the Devil Realm had a myriad of massacres, they had never broken their promise! You won't allow it? "

"I refuse!"

Lan Feng roared out explosively. The palm wind created by his gentle strength pushed Syrika a hundred meters away. With a swing of his heavy sword, he pounced towards Zhu He.

The sword qi swept out horizontally, the true power was like a tide, and in a flash, it erupted with the strongest attack power. He was very clear that even if the opponent was severely injured, he was still the envoy of the Devil Realm, an existence that was a level stronger than the Late Stage of Purple Stage. If he couldn't get the results in the first place, there would be no other way apart from death!