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"Aren't you going to watch the game?"
In the Saint's Hall, Nan Feng was sleeping on his own armchair.
The semi-finals have begun, and most of the people here have gone out to watch the game. Only Bi Ji and Zi Ji are still in the hall, because they have no interest in the competition between soul masters.
Zi Ji failed to win the battle with Nan Feng some time ago, and then entered a state of seclusion, although this little time did little to improve her.
"Not interested." Nan Feng said with his eyes closed.
In the first game of the semi-finals, Hu Liena and the others played against Tianshui College. There was no need to think about the outcome of the game.
To put it bluntly, any one of the three of them, Hu Liena, could easily pick Tianshui College.
With the Soul Emperor's cultivation and extremely high ice attribute resistance, Team Tianshui's soul fusion skills were completely meaningless.
"You seem very nervous." Brigitte sat aside.
Nan Feng opened his eyes, "Why do you think so?"
"Isn't it?" Brigitte asked doubtfully.
"You look really nervous."
"It's not nervous." Nan Feng took a deep breath.
"It's expectation."
Brigitte was stunned, "Looking forward to it? Why?"
"I have been waiting for this day for twenty years." Nan Feng said.
"I have been living in fear since the first day I came to this world."
"In that hellish place in the Killing City, I was very nervous every day. I was afraid that someone would get me at some point. After I finally managed to survive and sneak out, I had new worries."
"I'm worried that there's a knife hanging over my head, but I don't know if the thing will fall or if it exists. I don't even dare to look up."
"Next, no matter what the result is, I will be relieved."
"Rather than saying that I am nervous, I am excited because I can finally get the answer."
He didn't care whether this thing could succeed or not. After all, he didn't even care about his own life and death, so it was naturally impossible for him to care about the lives and lives of others.
The worst possible outcome is to die together.
What's the big deal?
"Aren't you worried?" Brigitte asked.
"If you fail, not only will you die, but many people will die."
"Why are you worried?" Nan Feng asked.
"Is it useful to worry? If I worry, won't I die?"
"If the ending is tragic, then at least for the last time, I want to relax. I have thought about it enough and for a long time, and I am tired."
"When we were in the Lake of Life, if they hadn't insisted on doing that, I should have slept forever."
"Don't you have any nostalgia for this world?" Brigitte asked doubtfully.
She couldn't feel any vitality from Nan Feng.
It had been like this from the first time they met. He had almost no desire to survive, otherwise he would not have reacted at all when faced with Di Tian's attack.
"Nostalgic?" Nan Feng couldn't help laughing.
"Are you asking a person who is determined to destroy the world if he has any nostalgia for this world?"
"What about them?" Brigitte asked.
"Snow Emperor and the others, don't you have any nostalgia?"
Nan Feng paused, "Is this important? You say it as if my nostalgia will solve the problem."
"You all seem to like to emphasize subjective wishes and don't care so much about the objective conditions that determine the development of reality."
"It's not about emphasizing subjective will, but you have to have that idea subjectively, and then you have the motivation." Brigitte said.
"If you have an attitude that the result doesn't matter, how much can you perform with ten percent of your strength?"
“I try my best every time,” Nan Feng said.
"Whether I want to or not."
"I will not let subjectivity affect my actions. This is the biggest difference between you and me."
"You don't have to worry about whether I will try my best next, I know what I am doing and what I should do."
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Unable to stand Bi Ji's nagging, Nan Feng left the Holy Maiden Hall and walked on the empty streets.
Now everyone in Wuhun City has gathered in the Great Soul Fighting Arena to watch the game, and the bustling streets seem a little deserted.
"..." "Why are you here?"
Liu Erlong, who walked out of the street corner, looked at Nan Feng in front of him unexpectedly.
"Is there a possibility that I live here?" Nan Feng asked curiously.
"Although I stay overnight, I do live in Wuhun City most of the time."
"Borrowing?" Liu Erlong was stunned.
"You and Salas have embezzled so much that you can't even afford a house?"
"I have a home all over the world. It's a waste of money to buy a house." Nan Feng said.
"I can sleep on any crooked-neck tree."
Liu Erlong's eyes twitched, "Are you planning to take the money into the grave? You can't even part with the money for the house?"
"I have this idea." Nan Feng said.
"I want to make a pure gold tombstone, smear it with poison, and see if a destined person will come."
"Why don't you build yourself a tomb?" Liu Erlong complained.
“I thought about it before, but couldn’t find a suitable place, so I gave up,” Nan Feng said.
"I won't sleep in it anyway."
"Don't sleep inside?" Liu Erlong curled his lips.
"Are you afraid that someone will dig up your grave after you die?"
How many people admire Nan Feng, and how many people want to skin him and cramp him!
"If I die, there won't be any bones left, it doesn't matter whether I dig them up or not." Nan Feng said nonchalantly.
Liu Erlong was stunned, "Are you really planning to cause trouble?"
"You really don't know what's going on in Wuhun City now?"
"I know." Nan Feng walked sideways.
"A group of clowns can be destroyed by covering their hands."
Liu Erlong followed him worriedly, "You don't want to turn Wuhun City into a battlefield, do you?"
It’s hard to say anything else about this bastard, but this threat of force is really unanswerable!
Especially the poison!
Not many titled Douluo can bear it!
Once released, this place will become a no man's land!
"What are you afraid of?" Nan Feng asked doubtfully.
"Now that I know, you can run away."
"Why?" Liu Erlong asked puzzled.
"If war does break out, you know what will happen."
With the current situation, once a fight breaks out, there is no way it can be stopped!
Just like two people fighting and getting hit on the head, no one dares to stop first!
Even a brief hesitation may cost your life!
"I know, what's wrong?" Nan Feng asked.
"If I'm alive and can't fight, if I'm dead, what the hell does it have to do with me?"
"In a world where living people still need dead people to worry about, it is better to be dead. It is just a pile of waste anyway."
They keep saying that the dead are the most important, but in the end, everyone likes to use righteousness to kidnap the dying people.
"This kind of war cannot be controlled at all. Xiao Wu and the others may get involved. Even if you don't care about others, you should still think about them, right?" Liu Erlong said.
"I've thought about it," Nan Feng said.
"I have already arranged for them. If you are worried, you can go with them."
Regardless of whether he dies or not, he will run away after the Soul Master Competition.
For these gifted children, Poseidon Island is safe and they can stay there with peace of mind.
Even if a fight does occur, the war will not reach that point.
It is not the turn of a group of children to worry about the future of mainland China.
After all, if adults can’t handle things, what can children do?
"You're an asshole!"
Liu Erlong cursed angrily, turned around and left.
If it was just speculation before, it is almost confirmed now. Nan Feng is really planning to cause trouble!
War is inevitable! (End of chapter)