Vol 2 Chapter 6910: A clear understanding of one's own strengths

Chapter 6910 A clear understanding of his own strength
Old Ming has now got his revenge and eliminated all his opponents. In this Fire Phoenix Star Region, it can be said that he is no longer invincible.
But there was no interest in his heart.
Looking at his palm, Old Ming's heart was dead silent.
It was precisely because of the existence of this black smoke that he knew how ridiculous he was in the past. He practiced hard, was extremely humble and careful in his practice, and was extremely diligent, but in exchange for it was a slow improvement.
Now, just bowing his head to the lord and surrendering to her, in exchange for power far beyond the past, in this comparison, the former self seems very stupid.
Looking back, the fire phoenix altar was still lying firmly on the ground, and even black smoke could not engulf the flames on the altar.
The phoenix fell and was reborn from the ashes. This is a force that is close to the rules of the world.
This is also one of the three trump cards of Old Ming.
No matter how many injuries, as long as you enter it and struggle out of all kinds of suffering, you can be reborn from the ashes.
In the eyes of today's Ming Lao, these methods are already somewhat outdated.
With a thought, I flicked it lightly, and I saw the fire phoenix altar instantly shattered into countless pieces, scattered in the sky one after another.
Following Old Ming's actions, two people silently appeared behind him.
One of them had a very sharp voice.
"Unfortunately, I originally wanted to use this thing to wash my feet. This water temperature is definitely suitable for me."
The other sneered disdainfully.
"It is estimated that only you have this hobby of collecting things, adding a little value to these wastes."
The two of them didn't have any idea of ​​estimating Old Ming, but they didn't need to worry.
Rebirth from the ashes means pain, and the pain in exchange should be strength, not the torment and pain that lasts for a long time but has not been reduced.
No one wants to have such a huge side effect with their trump cards. Every time they use them, they will torture their bodies in pain, but their strength will not improve. They just have the possibility of a fatal blow with the same method as a cotton-padded jacket.
This kind of chicken ribs is simply a pity that it is tasteless and discarded.
It's not that Elder Ming doesn't know the legend of rebirth from ashes, but because he knows it, and he understands it in more detail than others, the more he wants to have the real rebirth from ashes, rather than the abbreviated version he has mastered.
In his heart, he yearned for a complete rebirth from the ashes, and he tried every means to get the real inheritance.
Now, with the help of Black Smoke, he has finally completed a transformation.
There was no painful transformation, only the warm aura from all over his body, and then his strength skyrocketed.
Old Ming's current lifespan has almost reached its limit, and there is only a thousand years left. In such a short time, he will definitely not be able to break through the limit and reach the peak level of the Templar Knight.
Although the current strength has been firmly limited to this realm by the black smoke, Old Ming is already content.
The improvement of strength means the growth of Shouyuan.
Such good things, Old Ming can only feel that his luck is good.
Although the current strength and longevity are obtained by selling one's own dignity, in front of strength, dignity is nothing.
Only when the strength is strong enough can one be respected, and the dignity of the ants is worthless.
Old Ming looked at the scene in front of him lightly, and his mind was full of refreshing feelings. As for the two people behind him, like him, they were nothing more than the adult's lackeys.
Old Ming glanced at the two of them disdainfully and held his head high.
"You two are here, are you here to mock me?"
Old Ming's eyes flashed coldly. His dignity had been completely lost in front of that adult. Now, he has to rely on his own strength to regain his dignity.
Under one person, above ten thousand people, this dignity is not small.
Ming Lao's cold expression obviously surprised both of them, staring at Ming Lao with a bit of ridicule and a bit of ridicule.
Although they are also the subordinates of that person, but they are rooted and young, unlike these dead men who joined halfway.
Such outsiders, who don't even know the whole plan, have no use at all except to use the black smoke to forcibly improve their strength and act as dead men.
The crushing of their identities made the two of them snort coldly.
"I didn't expect that some dogs suddenly had a little bit of strength, and they thought they could be the best."
"Oh, a dog is always a dog, and it can't change to eat shit."
"What do you think the two of us care about with the dog, go back and report to the captain first, this Fire Phoenix Star Region is about to be occupied, and we can start a big battle."
The words of the two were like icy knives, falling in Lao Ming's ears, he clenched his fists fiercely, and anger was clearly written on his face.
In the thick black smoke, his fists clenched suddenly, and Lao Lao slowly raised his head and looked at the sky shrouded in layers of black smoke, his heart was dignified.
"This time, I'm going to be a superior person, and I'll never be that trash."
Ming Lao clenched his teeth, glared at the sky, and suddenly rose into the air.
In the midst of the black smoke, everyone suddenly saw Old Ming rise up into the sky, but bursts of ridicule continued.
"Look, guys like this who don't know their identity will definitely not survive the next day."
"Unfortunately, there is still a lot of black smoke wasted on him this time. It would be a big loss if it took a day this time."
"Who knows what the captain thinks, this is what he means anyway, we don't need to care."
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Although the voices of the crowd did not reach Old Ming's ears, he knew very well that these people would definitely be ridiculed.
These will not make him any more angry. Old Ming is also a wild selected by Zeus. Even if his strength is not strong, there is still no problem with his eyesight and thinking.
The biggest problem at present is that there is no strength, and there is not enough dazzling record.
As long as there is a record, Old Ming believes that no matter how many rumors these people have, they can only swallow them silently.
Leaving the black smoke and coming outside, Old Ming stared at a blank space in the sky, tense.
Because he felt the breath of the power of faith here.
He is very familiar with this thing, and this extremely weak belief force is almost on the verge of collapse.
If it wasn't for the great improvement in his current strength, he wouldn't even be able to detect this faint breath. As he watched, the power of belief slowly dissipated.
"Have you come in yet?"
"As expected of the twelve main gods, the gap between me and you is definitely not only in strength, but also has weaknesses in all aspects. I also need to improve myself."
"However, since these guys have entered the star field, it is a good reality now, so that I can show them a good hand."
Old Ming's icy eyes swept across the sky, wanting to follow the traces left by the power of faith and find these opponents who broke into the Fire Phoenix Star Territory.