Demon Lord 3

I can't imagine what specific type of story it is, but I feel very curious when I listen to him tell it. My curiosity seems to be ridiculously strong recently. I don't know why, but as long as I think about something, or sit in a certain place, or someone provokes me, my curiosity will be aroused. At the beginning of the story, he was still relatively young. He accidentally went to a house and saw two brothers playing and fighting at the door. They were always teasing him. He saw that the two brothers were good seedlings for martial arts. They were not only good at being killers, but also very useful in practicing martial arts. He wanted to pass on all he had learned in his life to the two brothers, but through divination, he found that the two men's lives were not very good, so he thought about setting some ups and downs for the two brothers. Maybe after experiencing those ups and downs in this life, the two brothers could reach the pinnacle of the world. He didn't know how long he could live, nor did he know what he could be in. Later, he realized that the youngest child had the best fate, and might be able to reach the pinnacle of the world and become the master of the world. He didn't know what he could do, what he could become in the future, or how far he could go, but if he made use of the abilities of the two brothers, perhaps he could reach a height that he had never dared to imagine before. Common sense would have dictated that he would have been willing to accept the two brothers as his disciples. After all, his family wasn't wealthy at all. If the two children came to him and accepted him as their apprentice, their family would have been extremely grateful. With a little money, wouldn't he have been able to rise to prominence overnight? It was a good idea, but it was clear that he wasn't the only one capable among the two brothers. There was also another, his longtime rival. He had been suppressing this rival and had always wanted to take the two children back. Unexpectedly, one day, they struck first, leading to a bitter feud. Later, the younger child also came under his wing. During this time, he battled his old rival for a long time before finally securing the older child as his disciple. Logically, this child was only about eight or nine years old, but his learning ability was truly remarkable, far beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even at this young age, he was actually a little confused. Why was this child so capable and strong, while the other child was so fortunate? Perhaps this is the difference between a killer and a boss. He was also a killer when he was young, but later he couldn't make it big. He believed that killers would never have a good future in their lives. But being a boss is different. You can hire killers, support killers, and let killers work for him. From this point of view, Xing Zhichuan's brother may be more suitable to be a killer than him, while he is suitable to be the master of the world. Some people may be decisive in killing, and some people may have superb martial arts, but these people do not mean that they can be the master of the world. The threshold to be the master of the world, although not particularly high for them, is a height that ordinary people can never reach in their lifetime. But this brother is very miserable. He is one of the best among killers, but he can never be said to be someone who can become the master of the world. In the election of the master of the world, perhaps this brother can only be regarded as an ordinary person. There is no way, it is so cruel. The boss actually hopes that his brother will be the master of the world. After all, the killer he trained himself can do everything. He did not expect that he could meet such a powerful person. The younger brother may not be able to surpass him in the killer industry even if he works hard all his life, but no matter how hard the elder brother works for several lifetimes, he can never compete with his younger brother for the position of the master of the world, just like a wild boar cannot compete for the king of the forest, and a bird cannot go either. I wasn't born a beast, and I can't experience the joys of being the king of the forest. So since I'm a bird, I should do what a bird should do. Since I'm a wild boar, I should do what a wild boar should do. There's no need to compete with lions and tigers for the throne. After all, they're not the same species. In this forest, everyone should do what suits them and what makes them happy. The story was almost over when he suddenly said, "Another game? Wasn't the previous one enough for you? Let's play again! I'm thinking of giving it a try."