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Chapter 282: End of struggle

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There are always some geniuses with extraordinary talents in the world. They

learn quickly, grow, and achieve amazing results, so that the surrounding

peers can't catch up with them, so that they feel resentment. Why is his

talent so good? God. unfair.

But what is even more desperate are those diligent and hardworking geniuses,

their extremely superior talents and day-to-day hard work, leaving everyone

around you far behind, making it difficult for you to reach the position of

your back with your hard work for a lifetime.

And Dulce is such a person, he is the kind of man who has top-to-the-most

talent and puts the sweat of struggle and hard work into every moment, every

minute, and every second of life.

From the day when he came into contact with extraordinary knowledge and began

to practice, he has never slackened for a day. The persistence and desire for

power are as if carved into the bone marrow, and the blood of perseverance

flows throughout his body. So that it is difficult for others to understand,

since there will be such people in the world, they are like machines, and they

are never bored and slack.

He was born in a single-parent family, his father did not know, and his family

was poor. When he was a child, Dulce's living environment was not good. Not

only was it difficult for his mother to raise him, but the contempt and

contempt of his peers made him unbearable.

He has heard illegitimate children, wild breeds, bastards, and all kinds of

insulting words. In the messy slums, people are not only unfriendly, but will

intensify bullying those who are inferior to them, thus gaining a sense of

superiority in self-esteem, and Get a gloomy pleasure in difficult days.

If he only says that he is okay, most of the insults will involve his family,

and his mother has also been slandered as a lowly person who betrayed his

body, which is why he is called a wild species.

He was indignant and picked up the stone to fight with the ridiculous

children. Many times he was covered with scars. His mother could only wipe the

wounds with tears, and took him to the doctor, the cheap herbalist in the

slum.

Even so, the price of herbal medicine is still expensive, and the poor family

can't support it at all. He sometimes wonders why the wrinkled old man treated

him.

Until one day after he was insulted by other children, he hid in the alley

next to the doctor's house, watching his mother tiredly walking out of that

house in disbelief.

Perhaps it is difficult for people born in a stable and happy world to

understand. Childhood encounters like Dulce’s are not a single case, but tens

of thousands of times have occurred in this dark and difficult era, the top of

society with extraordinary powers and in the dust. The gulf and life gap

between the bottom struggling to forage is unimaginable.

A difficult environment does not necessarily develop a good character. The

desire to survive makes some people have to give up many things, such as

morality, law, and even human nature.

With years of peace, the population of the Green Empire has gradually been

backlogged to a limit. The area of arable land is limited and food cannot be

supplied to everyone. This has almost no effect on the upper strata, but it is

cruel involution and torture on the lower strata.

And Dulce is the swimming fish that jumped out of the water in this dark wave

at the bottom, as if he was hit by a skyfire in his tail. He was discovered to

have a strange talent, which also allowed him to finally come into contact

with extraordinary knowledge.

Facing this gate to the sky, Dulce was like a greedy beast, absorbing all the

knowledge he could learn, and never relaxed for a moment to grasp the only

rope in the darkness and climb desperately upwards.

With his outstanding performance, he defeated all his peers in the same city,

whether it was the children of noble births or the poor youngsters who were

also fighting for their lives. For his own hope, he also crushed the hopes of

others, just like that. Finally received a letter of recommendation from

Emenas.

After becoming a student of Emenas, he moved his mother to a wealthy area with

a better environment. The house is large and very warm. The neighbors around

are also kind and friendly families. Everyone often praises his mother for

having a Good son.

So, in order to let this beauty continue, he couldn't stop. It is different

from those students who have a wealthy family background and even have a lot

of connections. Dulce understood very early that the biggest and easiest

opportunity in his life was to obtain the highest honor and ranking during the

school.

He must be the number one, and only the number one can make everyone

unquestionable, can everyone recognize his talent, and can bring himself and

his mother the best future.

Hum----

The blood-red long sword was hit by an iron boxing, bounced into the air,

making a long metal tremor, and then slanted into the stone. Dulce stood on

the lake and the gravel panting slightly, covered with blood flowing wounds,

in some places. Even showing hard white bones.

After several fierce battles between you and me, both sides were scarred, and

the huge boulders on the lake were also broken into pieces and powder, and

sank to the bottom of the lake.

Wei Lin was floating in the distance on the lake, and her clothes were messy,

showing a bit of spring light. She broke a bite, spit out the black blood that

suppressed her heart, and then flew to the sky again.

The bright red eye pupils looked a little weird in the moonlight, and as Wei

Lin let out a long roar, the black scales slowly emerged from the skin, and

there seemed to be a tail growing behind her, and then two bends appeared on

both sides of her forehead.

Demonization begins.

Humans learn from the extraordinary sequence of demons. In the later stages of

the sequence, most of them inevitably change in the direction of

dehumanization. Although this can improve combat ability, it will also cause

irreversible changes in the self, and the spirit will gradually become crazy

and out of control. , It's not a good thing.

In this big match, not only Dulce, but Verin also has a reason not to fail.

She is the only daughter of a noble family. She has no other brothers and

sisters. The glory of the family must be maintained to avoid the family's

interests being despised and encroached on. . At the same time, she has

developed a strong character since she was a child, and she cannot tolerate

being defeated by a poor-born peer.

Haha, look at that Weilin, who can't be pulled at ordinary times, but now she

is defeated by a slum kid, which is really funny, what kind of eldest is this.

If it fails, I am afraid that the jokes will circulate in the school, and I

will graduate soon at the end of this year, and I won't have a chance to come

back in the future.

Wei Lin breathed out gently, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and then

ten sharp red claws protruded from the nails, and the tips also contained a

concealed deep purple.

She swooped down from the sky, passing through the night like a streamer, red

afterimages flashed, a piece of flesh and blood was ripped off and thrown into

the air, Dulce was hit by the galloping impact directly into the

lake~www.mtlnovel.com~ It was cold and bitterly cold. The lake water flooded

the field of vision, and the body kept falling, as if sinking into the

boundless darkness and silence, all the sounds were going away, the moon in

the sky was getting blurry, and the wound on the body seemed to be

unconscious, a deep feeling. Exhausted into Dulce's consciousness.

Take a break

You have worked hard for a long time

You really can't beat Vileen, what's the difference between her life-burning

practice and cheating?

It’s not that you’re not good enough, but that those people don’t make sense

That's it, just stop here.

The blood and passion and struggle in the past seemed to have finally burned

out. He slowly raised his hand in the lake, trying to catch the moonlight in

the sky, but after all, there was nothing.

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