"The death of my dearest relative is inextricably linked to the forces behind this group of people."
Jiang Ping An's voice was low and hoarse, as if every word squeezed out from the depths of his throat was filled with heavy pain.
He slowly loosened his clenched fists, his knuckles turning white from excessive exertion, leaving deep nail marks on his palms.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm the waves in his heart, but the suppressed anger and sadness surged like a tide and could not be calmed down.
Lan Shi'er looked at him like this, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, and he comforted softly, "Uncle, be stronger. At least you are still alive now and have a chance to live well with your remaining relatives. Look forward and don't let yourself sink into the pain of the past."
"All my close relatives were killed."
Jiang Ping An's voice was trembling, and his palms were shaking uncontrollably. He tremblingly took off Wine Gourd from his waist, raised his head and took a few sips of liquor, trying to use alcohol to numb his almost collapsed spirit.
The wine flowed down the corner of his mouth and dripped on his clothes, as if it was the unstoppable tears in his heart.
Lan Shi'er's heart trembled suddenly, and he finally understood why the decadent man in front of him spent all his time with wine, and why his hair turned silver.
She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. She had lost her mother and knew the pain of losing her loved ones, but compared with Jiang Ping An's experience of losing all her loved ones, her pain seemed so insignificant.
Jiang Ping An After drinking a bottle of wine, he wiped the corners of his mouth and said in a hoarse and calm voice, "Do you want to continue sparring?"
Lan Shi'er came back to his senses, shook his head slightly, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. "I came to uncle this time to ask you to accompany me to suppress bandits and participate in real actual combat."
Although her voice was soft, there was an unquestionable determination. She had never experienced a life-and-death fight, but she knew that in this cruel world, this was something she would have to face sooner or later.
"Senior Bai agree?" Jiang Ping An frowned. He didn't want to take Lan Shi'er on an adventure without permission.
If Bai Jingqiu hadn't nodded, he would never have gone. If something happened, he would have nothing to do with it.
Lan Shi'er nodded, "Aunt Bai has agreed, and specifically requires you to follow me, and I must follow your arrangements in terms of actions."
She paused and added, "Maybe Aunt Bai has seen your battles and knows how calm and decisive you are in the face of danger, so I feel reassured about you."
Jiang Ping An was silent for a moment, and finally nodded. As the employer's request, he will naturally try his best to meet it.
"When do you leave?"
"If there is nothing else, we will set off tomorrow." Lan Shi'er has already made an appointment with other peers, and if there is nothing else, we will set off tomorrow.
"Okay." Jiang Ping An responded briefly.
Apart from practicing, he has no other important matters. If he is practicing, he can separate Avatar to practice. Because Mental Power is powerful, he can multi-task.
Lan Shi'er bit his lip uneasily, with a hint of panic and uneasiness in his voice, "It's my first time to Life and Death Battle, what should I pay attention to? In other words, what should I prepare?"
What she is about to face are those pirates who kill without blinking an eye. If she is not careful, she may be killed Yellow Springs.
Jiang Ping An thought for a moment and said in a calm and steady tone, "According to the combat skills I taught you, as long as you don't make any big mistakes in the same level of battle, there won't be any big problems."
"However, you still need to prepare one most important thing."
"The most important thing? What is it?" Lan Shi'er blinked and stared at him curiously.
"Faith." Jiang Ping An's voice was low and firm.
"Faith?"
Lan Shi'er curled his lips, somewhat disapprovingly, "This answer sounds so official, what's the use of it? Why are you starting to fool people too?"
She was not satisfied with Jiang Ping An's answer. She felt that it was just empty preaching and was of no help to the battle.
Jiang Ping An didn't rush to refute, but just took a sip of wine slowly, "If you think this is something to fool people, that's because you haven't experienced it yet."
His gaze became profound, as if he had penetrated time and space and returned to those moments of life and death fighting.
"In a battle of the same level, as long as the gap between the two sides is not big, it is often difficult to determine the winner. At the end of the fight, all the trump cards have been used up, and there is not much immortal power left in the body. The battle at that time is all about faith."
His voice was deep and powerful, as if he was recounting an unforgettable experience.
"When the battle reaches its limit, every muscle in the body is clamoring for exhaustion, consciousness begins to blur, and pain sweeps through the body like a tide. Every breath feels like walking on the tip of a knife, which makes people prefer death to end this pain."
"And whoever can resist this fatigue and insist on relying on willpower to the end will survive."
Lan Shi'er tilted his head, blinked his big eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Then the most important thing shouldn't be perseverance? Why is it called faith?"
"Because perseverance needs to be supported by belief. The belief that you don't want to die, or some kind of belief that you must live, is the prerequisite for having great perseverance."
Jiang Ping An held Wine Gourd in his hand tightly, and the smiling faces of Meng Jing and Miao Yi appeared in his mind, and the picture of Yue Sha setting himself on fire and fighting for his life emerged...
It is precisely because of his desire to see these relatives again that he continues to walk alone on this unknown road.
Lan Shi'er pouted and frowned. She could understand Jiang Ping An's words, but she felt that this so-called belief was elusive and elusive.
Jiang Ping An said calmly, "There is no need to think too much. Only by experiencing it personally can you truly understand its meaning."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly punched Lan Shi'er with a swift and abrupt movement.
Lan Shi'er quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the blow, and raised a proud smile at the corner of his mouth:
"Humph, I have been wary of you for a long time! You said before that you should be careful of any opponent in front of you, and I have not forgotten it."
"You Talent are not bad." Jiang Ping An gave a rare compliment.
"Tch, this is nothing Talent."
Lan Shi'er curled his lips, with a hint of self-deprecation in his tone, "I can only say that in order to improve my combat power, I have no choice."
"I have a cousin who was God Enlightenment Realm strong since she was born. No matter how high my fighting skills are, she can kill me in one breath."
Her Talent is considered excellent next to Kunpeng Island, but in the eyes of Lineage's direct descendants, it is not worth mentioning at all.
What Jiang Ping An sees as excellence is not popular in the eyes of people at a higher level. The differences in the world are so huge.
Jiang Ping An did not continue this topic, but lowered his level and launched another attack on Lan Shi'er.
Lan Shi'er responded quickly and shouted angrily, "Hey, Smelly Uncle! I'm going to fight the pirates tomorrow. There's no need to fight again today. I want to adjust my condition!"
"The real way to stay in shape is to fight."
Jiang Ping An said in a calm tone, "Your current combat status is very poor, which shows that you have not conducted much actual combat in the past few months."
He did not stop his attack, but instead accelerated his pace.
Lan Shi'er bit her red lips and shouted angrily, "Smelly Uncle! No girl will like you if you are so rigid!"
Jiang Ping An remained silent and continued to attack, as if he didn't hear her complaints.