However, to Ah Hu's surprise, after about 15 minutes, Cynanchum Chinense was the first to retreat. She was sweating profusely, panting slightly, her chest rising and falling.
When she realized that the others had not retreated, she wanted to turn around and continue to rush out, but Shen Zhenyi stopped her.
"You've reached your limit, there's no need to force yourself."
Cynanchum Chinense had been with him for the longest time, so the Third Young Master Shen naturally knew her best.
In essence, Cynanchum Chinense was still a little girl who liked ease and hated work. Although her talent was not bad, it was not too high, and her temperament and effort could not be compared to others.
However, many people in this world were like this, so why force her to surpass her limits?
It was fine as long as she did not fall behind.
Cynanchum Chinense laughed. Since Master had let her go, she was happy to slack off.
Was this okay? How could such an outstanding successor be nurtured like this?
Ah Hu was even more confused.
She had always felt that Shen Zhenyi did not pay much attention to the training and education of his three female disciples. Although he gave them the best martial arts, he never urged them, and it was up to them to practice more or less.
Ah Hu could not imagine such a way of educating his disciples.
In comparison, her childhood was like living in hell. However, with such a relaxed teaching, the gap between the three of them was not too far apart, especially the most mysterious Lady Zi Ningjun. She might even be on par with her now.
Ah Hu could not understand.
"Isn't the path of martial arts about bravely advancing, and understanding on the line between life and death? Why do you give up halfway? "
She asked when she did not understand.
Shen Zhenyi smiled slightly and said, "Of course, that's right, but that's the risk when you can't see the road ahead. Many geniuses are like this. If they succeed, they can open up a new path. If they fail, they die young. Of course, such people should be admired. "
He paused and glanced at Cynanchum Chinense. "My disciple does not have such talent."
Cynanchum Chinense burst into tears. Master, is it good for you to undermine me like this?
"However …"
Shen Zhenyi leaned back comfortably in his chair and said calmly, "She is my disciple. Her starting point and ending point are much higher than those geniuses. I will naturally lead the way for her. So there's no harm in taking risks once in a while, but there's no need to be overly demanding. "
Anyway, his request was only for them to keep up with the mainstream of the world, not fall behind, and to be able to do some chores.
He was still young and had not reached the age where he needed to pass on his legacy.
Both Ah Gui and Cynanchum Chinense were speechless.
Third Young Master Shen, you are too direct!
This kind of attitude of treating a disciple as a piece of trash seemed to be very unpleasant, but in the bottom of Ah Hu's heart, there was a feeling similar to 'envy'.
She had never envied anyone.
She never had any emotions.
Ever since she was young, her life had been filled with despair and darkness. Only by killing and becoming stronger could she survive. Other than that, she had no time to think about anything else.
The second person to return was Xuan Yan.
His hair was covered in frost and he looked panicked.
The power of the God of Frost allowed him to protect himself from the attacks of the beastmen. His thick and pure divine power could also resist the invasion of the evil spirits. But he found that he could not freely use his divine power, and his counterattacks were weak and powerless.
After holding on for a while, his divine power weakened and he could only return.
"Not bad."
Shen Zhenyi encouraged him, "You have never properly learned martial arts. Just based on your understanding of divine power, you can fight against the beastmen. The attribute of the power of the God of Frost is indeed one level higher than the evil spirits of the beasts in this world. If you have enough time, maybe you can really become the savior of this world. "
Thousands of years later, if Xuan Yan really fully inherited and understood the power of the God of Frost, he would have already touched the ceiling and the edge of this world. His method of God's Descent was actually very similar to the cultivation method of the beastmen using evil spirits to erode themselves. But the nature of divine power was far superior to evil spirits, so his future was limitless.
— Unfortunately, this world would not have thousands of years to live.
Xuan Yan did not say a word. He only bowed deeply to Shen Zhenyi.
The more he used his divine power, the more he understood the power of the Third Young Master Shen.
He was also very grateful to the Third Young Master Shen for helping him solve the problem of the invasion of his divine consciousness. Otherwise, with such a powerful host, even if it was only a ten-millionth fragment of a god, it would be enough to destroy his soul.
"They are all back … Why are you still not leaving?"
Ah Hu muttered softly. He felt that if he did not leave now, Shen Zhenyi would not have a chance to escape, and the others would not be able to hold on for much longer. As expected, in less than half an hour, Princess Long and Lord Zi Ningjun both returned one after another.
Lord Zi Ningjun was as calm and composed as ever. The moment he returned, he stood beside Shen Zhenyi. Princess Long, on the other hand, was in a slightly sorry state. There were some abrasions on her arms that were stained with golden blood.
The purer the Dragon's Blood was, the more golden it would be.
As her strength increased, the Dragon Race's Blood Forging Realm also improved greatly. This was especially so after watching the Deep Mountain Hidden Dragon Sword Technique and the carp transforming into a dragon. Princess Long's comprehension and realm both increased, and the purity of her bloodline also increased.
"Don't make it too difficult for yourself."
Shen Zhenyi knew what Princess Long was thinking. She always had higher expectations for herself.
Although she looked gentle on the outside, she still had the pride of Dragons in her heart. She was still the little princess who had bared her fangs and brandished her claws when they first met.
"I'm here."
He didn't need to worry about Princess Long's improvement at all. After all, the advancement of Dragons was done step by step. When the True Dragon descended, it would still sweep through everything. The system was very complete. Unlike Lord Zi Ningjun and Cynanchum Chinense, he still had to find a direction for them.
He really knew how to win people's hearts.
Ah Hu expressed his confusion over this master-disciple relationship every time.
What was the point of abandoning a useless disciple? If he was the one who suffered such injuries, his "father" probably wouldn't care at all. No, even if he died, his "father" wouldn't care either. Because a dead child meant that it was a failure. There was no value in living or commemorating it.
So what was the Third Young Master Shen planning to do?
Did he really think that he could withstand the attack of the Beastman army? Or was he still thinking of stalling for time?
But there was only one Commandant Hong left. Even if he died, he wouldn't be able to stall for long, right?
But this guy who had just come back from the dead surprised everyone again.
He had just advanced to the seventh level of the True God Realm. In theory, he was the weakest among them, but he lasted the longest.
But when Ah Hu saw that Commandant Hong had returned, he understood why.
He was bathed in blood and had dozens of wounds on his body. Two arrows even pierced through his left arm, dripping blood.
He was different from the others.
He was fighting for his life.
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