Superbase Evolution

Chapter 772 Who still has no light?

Chapter 772 Who still doesn’t have a little light?

Everyone originally thought that Lin Shen was going to walk into the fighting arena, but unexpectedly, Lin Shen just walked to the side of the fighting arena and looked at Wan Xinlong who was standing against the wall and gasping for breath.

"Your last name is Wan?" Lin Shen said to Wan Xinlong.

Wan Xinlong shuddered, raised his head and looked at Lin Shen with a horrified look: "Who are you?"

A smile appeared on Lin Shen's lips. He was sure that this person was indeed from the Wan family, and he finally figured out why the other party appeared here.

"The Wan family is having a hard time right now, right?" Lin Shen continued in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"You... who are you..." Wan Xinlong's body trembled.

"Who am I?" Lin Shen said calmly, "I am a human being, just like you. I used to be proud of my human identity, but now, you make me feel like my human identity is a shame. Is this what you want?"

Wan Xinlong remained silent, struggling and feeling extremely painful inside. He didn't want to be like this, but he had no choice.

Wanjia needs someone to stand up, otherwise Wanjia will die in silence.

The universe is too big and the Wan family is too small, so small that an evil thought from others can cause the Wan family to fall into an abyss from which there is no escape.

"Do you really want this? Are you really going to give up like this?" Lin Shen looked at Wan Xinlong and said calmly, "You can't protect the Wan family like this, and will only make the Wan family fall into the abyss faster. No one will respect the weak, and no one will help a family that has fallen into depravity. You are pushing your family into hell."

"You... don't... understand..." Wan Xinlong shook his head and said.

"Of course I don't understand. I don't understand your self-admiration. You think you are sacrificing for your family, but in fact it is just your own wishful thinking. You turned yourself into a pile of shit, but you still expect others to treat a pile of shit as a guest of honor. Do you think other people's brains are as sick as yours?"

Wan Xinlong's eyes were bloodshot, but he clenched his fists tightly, lowered his head and said nothing.

"A precious sword that can cut iron and mud, even if it hurts anyone, no one will throw it into the cesspool after getting it. They will only treasure it and even offer it to the altar. But when have you ever heard of anyone caring about a pile of shit? Who would be willing to offer it to the altar? Shit only deserves to stay in the pit forever."

Wan Xinlong trembled a little, but still kept his head down and said nothing.

"You are a good sword. You can shine brightly and make your family the center of attention. But you chose to lead your family to hell. You are still moving yourself there. You are simply stupid."

"You haven't experienced my predicament, so what qualifications do you have to say such things to me?" Wan Xinlong raised his head and stared at Lin Shen, growling softly like a wounded beast, forbearing and hesitant.

"Of course I am qualified, because I have experienced more difficult times than you, and it was your Wan family who brought it to me." Lin Shen said lightly.

"You..." Wan Xinlong's eyes suddenly widened, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"I used to think of the Wan family as my enemy, but now I feel a little ridiculous. From now on, the Wan family is no longer my enemy, because you and your Wan family are not worthy of being my enemy." Lin Shen said as he slowly stood up: "Live on, just live like this, some people deserve to live like this."

“Stop!” Seeing Lin Shen turning to leave, Wan Xinlong suddenly shouted, his bloodshot eyes fixed on his back: “You are not qualified to say such things… What right do you have to say such things… You are also dependent on others’ wings… You are also begging for mercy… You… What qualifications do you have to say that I… You are just luckier than me… You are just luckier than me…”

"At least, there is still light on me." Lin Shen said without turning his head.

"Light!" Wan Xinlong stared blankly at Lin Shen as he left. Everyone was disappointed. They had thought that the humans couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to go to war, but who knew that they just said a few words to Wan Xinlong and then went back.

"Humans are all of the same moral character, they just talk." The king said calmly: "Human, fulfill your promise, your life is still your own."

"Light... who the hell still believes in that stuff..." Wan Xinlong lowered his head and muttered to himself, but slowly stood up.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Wan Xinlong stood up again and walked towards Ku Lun opposite step by step, muttering to himself.

"Do you still want to fight? I can't guarantee that I can save your life with the next punch." Ku Lun said coldly while staring at the staggering Wan Xinlong.

"If you want my life, come on." Wan Xinlong suddenly raised his head and red flames rose from his body.

"If he wants to die, let him do so," the king said expressionlessly.

"Then die." Ku Lun's mouth opened with a cruel look, and the power of Nirvana in his body gushed out like a volcanic eruption, gathering into a terrifying torrent and condensing towards his fist.

The moment Ku Lun swung his fist, the power of Nirvana turned into a roaring dragon, rushing towards Wan Xinlong like an overwhelming force.

“Light?… You talk as if everyone doesn’t have it… I’ve been stupid too…” Wan Xinlong raised his head high, his eyes seemed to be burning, his body suddenly accelerated, and like a sharp sword, he rushed towards Ku Lun’s Nirvana power.

At the moment when the giant dragon-like Nirvana power was about to hit him, Wan Xinlong's body was actually split into two, like two phantoms, passing through from both sides of the giant dragon-like Nirvana power, and rushed towards Ku Lun like a phantom.

Ku Lun's eyes were fanatical, and his fists were about to meet the phantom clone created by Wan Xinlong.

But the next second, Ku Lun was stunned. The two phantoms transformed by Wan Xinlong were split into two, two into four, and four into eight again.

In an instant, phantoms appeared one after another, and red phantoms rushed through Ku Lun's body like sharp arrows.

Ku Lun waved his fists in panic, but he had no idea which light to block.

He swung his fist, but what he hit was just a bubble-like illusion, and more phantoms hit him.

The rays of light and shadows rushed through his body and actually blasted Ku Lun's body into the air. His body flying in the air was still hit by the phantoms, causing continuous explosions.

Boom!

Ku Lun's huge body crashed into the guardrail. His shell had been shattered into pieces by countless light and shadows. Blood gushed out of his mouth and he fell off the guardrail. He struggled for several times but was unable to stand up.

"Who doesn't have a little light yet?" The light and shadows in the sky disappeared, Wan Xinlong stood on the fighting arena, but his eyes looked in the direction of Lin Shen.

 This chapter is a bit difficult to write and revise. Actually, I don’t really want to write about supporting characters. It’s a thankless task.

  
 
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