The old man turned to Bister and said, "The second thing I want to say is, Bister, your talent is obvious to all, but your body has restricted your progress. Everyone is very sorry. I will give you three choices now."
, First, because you cannot condense your core, even if you practice again, you can only strengthen your body, and you will not be able to fight high-level monsters. Therefore, the family can arrange a position for you and let you work for the family in Dongcheng. At least
It can ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing. Secondly, although you cannot condense the core, your fighting talent is undoubted. You can already be regarded as a master in the use of moves, so I can mobilize the connections at home to let you
You enter the academy in Dongcheng or enter the Sword God Hall to be a martial arts instructor. Although you are very young, I believe in your ability. The third, and the last thing I want you to choose, is that you use Alice as the housekeeper.
Identity enters the palace of glory.”
Alice's eyes lit up when she heard this, but she had just been scolded by her grandfather, so she couldn't say anything and could only wait silently for her grandfather's next words.
"I originally hoped that you could enter the Hall of Glory with your own abilities, but... this is also a helpless matter. There are many top existences in the mainland there, not only in terms of power but also in terms of calculation. I hope you can enter the Palace of Glory with your own ability.
Find a solution to your body there. But after so many years, you should also know that hope is slim. It is probably just a bamboo basket to get water. But if you choose to go there, you must do one thing. You can use Alice as a housekeeper.
To enter the Hall of Glory, you must participate in the hunt with Alice, so I want you to have enough self-preservation energy. Yesterday's battle was just a test. Originally, I didn't plan to let you go, but through yesterday's
I saw your outstanding talent in the battle, so I changed my mind and wanted to fight. I think if you can persist for a quarter of an hour under Mr. Lin's full attack, I will agree to let you go to the Hall of Glory."
"Of course the final decision is yours. If you have your own ideas, you can speak out and I will respect your decision."
Bicester was silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Bicester, waiting for Bicester's decision.
Bist hesitated. He knew that the possibility of him continuing to practice was basically gone. Even existences like the old man and Master Shalan could not solve his problems. Even if he went to the Hall of Glory, the possibility of miracles was very high.
Maybe the first path given by the old man was the best direction for him. But Bist was a little unwilling to do so. He wanted to use his own strength to protect the family and the lady who cared for him. He wanted to go
The Hall of Glory gave it a try, but because it was so unpredictable, maybe the second way was a compromise. Now he was confused and didn't know what choice to make.
Bister stood there silently, everyone was waiting for his decision.
"I want to go out for a while and think about it carefully," Bister said after silence.
"This is not something that can be decided easily. Go ahead. We will wait for you here. The final time is six o'clock. If you fail to make a decision, I will arrange your future according to the first path." The old man also felt that
When it came to Bist's inner struggle, he knew that Bist needed space to think.
Bicester turned around and slowly left the practice ground. Everyone watched Bicester go out. They all felt sorry for Bicester. Such a genius had such a fate. Alice wanted to call Bicester but was stopped by Angela.
When Alice saw Bister's lonely back, she felt inexplicably worried.
Bicester walked to the center of the yard. Bicester didn't know where to go. Bicester looked up at the sky and kept taking deep breaths. At this time, Bicester had given up thinking because he didn't know how to think. A
A fifteen-year-old child has to face a major decision in life, and he feels as if he has no control over his future.
Bist suddenly exerted his strength and started running at an extremely fast speed. He ran aimlessly, relying entirely on instinct. He gave up thinking and simply ran on instinct. When he felt a little tired,
He stopped. Only then did Bister look at the surrounding environment seriously. This is the woods, the woods where he trains every day.
Maybe he was too familiar with it, so he ran here instinctively. Because he didn't deliberately control his physical energy, his speed was faster than usual, and his physical energy was consumed faster, so Bister felt a little nervous when he ran here.
A hint of fatigue.
Bister walked slowly in the woods, stroking the trees beside him. This is the place where he practices every day. It carries his years of light and shadow and records his years of hard work. The past scenes here are like a revolving lantern.
A thought flashed through my mind: What is the purpose of my unremitting efforts for so many years?
Do you really not know how to choose? Have you really forgotten your goals?
Bister began to ask himself this question over and over again.
No! It was time that made me retreat! I have persisted for so many years, why did I retreat now? Are I afraid of the unknown future?
There is no way to know the future, so are we afraid just because we can’t predict it?
Didn’t you decide very early on that you would protect this family and the young lady at all costs? Isn’t that the only way you have worked so far? What’s more, you won’t lose anything. If you give it a go, what do you have to fear?
A smile gradually appeared on Bist's face. He had long decided to protect all of this. It seemed that his practice was not enough, and his self-confidence was worn away by time. Bist smiled at himself, who would give it to me?
Confidence appeared on Bist's face again. Bist stood in the woods, took a few deep breaths to calm his breathing, and slowly walked towards the manor.
At this time in the training ground, Simon saw his son's back, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He knew that this decision was made by Bister himself, and no one else could make the decision for him.
Simon walked up to the old man: "Uncle Long, thank you for everything you have done for Bicester."
"It was Bicester's talent that impressed me. I had given up originally, but Bicester's persistence surprised me. Yesterday's competition made me feel that his achievements will not stop here, but it depends on whether he has the ability to
A strong heart. Miracles only happen to those with perseverance." The old man replied.
"There is no doubt that Bicester's talent is just due to his physical condition... It's a pity that he has such a good talent. If Bicester could practice, he would be very good no matter which profession he practiced. It's a pity." Sharan was standing aside.
said
"Even if Bicester's current situation continues, the achievements in the future will be limitless." Mr. Lin suddenly interjected.
"It's Mr. Lin who's watching the dog." Simon felt flattered after hearing Mr. Lin's words. Simon knew Mr. Lin's abilities. As a high-level sword spirit, Mr. Lin has the title of Sword Master. You are the best among all high-level swordsmen.
Souls can obtain the title of Sword Master. Only when the heart core reaches the purple level and hunts monsters of the corresponding level can it be obtained.
When Bist returned to the practice room again, it was already more than an hour later. Everyone in the practice room did not leave. They were all waiting for Bist's return and for Bist's answer.
As soon as Bicester walked into the room, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, because he saw confidence in Bicester, and that kind of confidence was the strongest he had ever seen before.
"Have you thought it through?" the old man asked first.
Bister walked up to everyone and said with a smile: "Actually, I should have thought about it from the beginning, but it took too long and I got lost."
"What's your answer?" The old man looked at Bicester seriously. Everyone was waiting for Bicester's answer. Alice was especially anxious.
"Mr. Lin, I want to try." Bist replied calmly.
After hearing Bist's words, the old man laughed loudly. He knew that Bist had found the heart to pursue strength. The happiest among everyone was Alice, and Simon smiled after hearing Bist's answer.
I'm really worried. The gap between Bicester and Lin Lao is too big.
"Not bad, let's go!" Mr. Lin also smiled after hearing Bist's answer.
Elder Lin took the lead in arriving at the center of the practice ground. He didn’t know when a wooden sword appeared in his hand. The size of the wooden sword was about the same as that of an ordinary tachi. Elder Lin moved his body and waved the wooden sword twice, as if he was feeling the power of the wooden sword.
Weight. Then he took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. Then he looked at Bister and said, "Bister, have you really thought about it? I will not show mercy. Although I will not seriously hurt you, I will make trouble."
I won’t be able to stay in bed for two or three months.”
Although Mr. Lin said it half-jokingly, no one in the training ground thought it was a joke. Because if Mr. Lin took action with all his strength, this place would be able to stop the old man and the master of Sha Lan.
"Although Mr. Lin goes all out, I will do my best to fight until the end." Bist replied with a smile.
After hearing the conversation between Mr. Lin and Bist, Alice began to worry, fearing that Bist would really be beaten and unable to get out of bed for two or three months.
"It's an honor for me to fight with Mr. Lin. I also want to try to see how far my hard work has reached over the years. Besides, if I really fight against the Warcraft, the Warcraft will not be merciful. But let me prepare before the competition."
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Everyone stepped aside, preparing to watch the competition, but Bister walked to the sidelines and began to prepare for the competition with Mr. Lin. He had to adjust himself to the best condition, deduce all possibilities, and use all his abilities to achieve the goal.
After fifteen minutes, he knew that he only had one chance. If he couldn't burst out, and Mr. Lin was a sword master, if Mr. Lin was allowed to use his speed, he would have no chance at all.