I don’t know whether it was because of his identity or Wang Tianzong’s attitude, but Li Huacheng failed to have a good talk with him in the end.
The endless sword energy is continuously falling and condensing in the sky above the square.
The air gradually cools down.
The entire Xuewu Legion was tightly imprisoned here, with no possibility of escape.
Li Huacheng stood at the edge of the square, looking at the blurry light at the end of his sight through the blurred sword energy, and remained silent for a long time.
Wang Tianzong's sword intent has disappeared.
The world was quiet.
I don't know how long it took before Li Huacheng's body moved.
He turned around slowly and said in a low voice to the secretary beside him: "Let's go."
The black red flag has stopped beside him.
Li Huacheng got into the back seat of the vehicle, started the vehicle, and rushed to the Manlisi Hotel.
The flames of war are already burning across Eastern Europe.
The banquet at the Manlisi Hotel was carried out reluctantly under the high pressure of Ulan State. Regardless of his status, it was still the overall situation that Li Huacheng needed to preside over.
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The light filled Wang Tianzong's body.
The video has ended.
Wang Tianzong lowered his head and remained motionless, not even glancing in the direction Li Huacheng left.
He can roughly understand Li Huacheng's thoughts.
The chaos in Eastern Europe If all goes well, the entire Eastern Europe will fall under the control of the Beihai Wang family. Because Dongcheng Wudi has the control of the Snow Kingdom, the entire Central Continent will also have the qualifications to negotiate with Beihai.
The North Sea indeed belongs to Middle-earth.
No one will deny this.
But there is a difference between things that belong to the North Sea and things that belong to Central Continent. No one can deny this.
What Li Huacheng wants to do is share the cake.
If Eastern Europe is really captured, what will the Wang family in Beihai get, and what will Central Continent get?
The interests of Eastern Europe are too great, and the Beihai Wang family can take them, but they cannot eat them. Therefore, Wang Tianzong does not mind allocating some or even most of the interests to Zhongzhou, but allocating them to Zhongzhou does not mean allocating them to the academics, nor does it mean
It is distributed to wealthy groups, so there is a lot of emphasis on how to divide the cake.
If Li Huacheng divides the cake based on his dual status as president and academic leader, then there is no need to discuss it.
This is Wang Tianzong's attitude, but it will not be the final attitude.
Li Huacheng obviously understands this.
Among the six major groups in Central Continent, the Academy seems to be at the highest point of power, but when did the flash of swords and swords within Central Continent stop? Even since Li Huacheng came to power, countless storms in Central Continent have been directed at the Academy. With their status reaching their level,
The so-called offending and not offending is a complete joke.
And Wang Tianzong's sentence of "not talking about it" can even be said to be a transaction to a certain extent.
Li Huacheng won't like his attitude today.
And Wang Tianzong also didn't like the academic's past stance.
Such a transaction, as long as there are enough benefits, is not difficult to do. It just requires a slight change on both sides.
Wang Tianzong smiled.
In the hundreds of years since the founding of Central Continent, the Wang family of Beihai has had its ups and downs, but it has never fallen out of the top ranks of the top wealthy families in Central Continent. The so-called six major groups in Central Continent are nothing more than the current rankings. The wealthy groups are loose and the Northern Group is powerful.
Weak, the special warfare group is similar but different from the academic group. The former has been trying to stabilize its position and eliminate the image of Li for many years, but its status has been unstable. Although the academic group appears to be full of vitality under the leadership of Li Huacheng, its background is after all
A bit worse.
Wang Tianzong has never looked down upon anyone, but he is somewhat disdainful of upstarts like the Special Operations Group and the Academic School, who have risen rapidly and have a serious lack of background. The entire Central Continent can be said to be as deep-rooted and stable as the Southwest.
The Prince Group and Beihai Wang's Southeast Group, only with their background can they use countless chips in transactions.
If Wang Tianzong casually cuts a piece of this Eastern European cake and throws it out, the entire academic community will probably pounce on it impatiently, without even bothering to put on airs.
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superior.
Wang Tianzong thought quietly and became more and more calm.
The decisive battle has not yet begun.
He was not sure what would happen in the decisive battle, but if Li Tianlan could survive this time, Wang Tianzong wanted to see what Li Tianlan's expression would be like when he faced the academic who had eaten Beihai Wang's cake.
The pen tip moved slowly on the snow-white rice paper.
Wang Tianzong's movements became slower and slower.
From chatting with Xia Zhi to now, the entire pen tip has only moved a few centimeters on the rice paper.
The dark ink scratched out characters on the paper.
That black line seemed to condense the sharp edges of the world, with thunder, heavy rain, and raging fire, strong and cold, invisible.
Wang Tianzong's eyes were calm and peaceful, and his whole person was focused as never before.
He held the pen tightly.
The slender brush seemed to have a weight comparable to that of heaven and earth. The tip of the brush continued to move, as if it was about to draw out an entire world in one stroke.
Wang Tianzong closed his eyes and recalled his life.
His talent is actually not that outstanding, not as good as Xia Zhi, not as good as Lin Fengting, and not as good as Li Kuangtu.
But now he is walking in front of everyone.
Why?
Wang Tianzong does not deny that his achievements today are due to pressure, the suffocating pressure caused by the hundreds of years of glory of the Beihai Wang family.
But he never admitted the real reason.
That's fear.
I dare not face it.
He was afraid that the Beihai Wang family would be left alone in his own hands, and he did not dare to face the downtrodden Beihai Wang family. He did not dare to face the vast territory of the Beihai Wang family, tens of millions of subjects, and every plant and tree on the Imperial Army Mountain.
For decades, the huge fear was like a wild beast, gnawing at his heart all the time. When he was awake, in his dreams at midnight, and every second, the fear and pressure, like a tide, had overwhelmed him decades ago.
Completely submerged.
That kind of completely suffocating fear will make people tremble and tremble from the soul, make people crazy, make people lose their minds, and make people completely collapse.
Wang Tianzong is a strong man.
But no one could imagine him crying in great fear.
What could it be like?
To cry is to cry.
He cried many times and went crazy many times, but he still had to bear it all after crying and going crazy. He used the calmest attitude and gritted his teeth to lead the Beihai Wang family forward.
He survived this environment.
So he became the Sword King today.
With his current martial arts skills, he has completely defeated all the ancestors of the Beihai Wang clan, and can even equal his ancestors and become the strongest clan leader in the history of the Beihai Wang clan.
The tip of the pen trembled slightly on the paper.
That confidence in facing anyone began to slowly peel away.
Wang Tianzong's eyes remained calm.
Today he is still afraid.
The chaos in Eastern Europe has reached this stage, and the Wang family in Beihai has no way out.
He wants war.
The war between Middle-earth and Snow Kingdom.
The Beihai Wang family will be the core force in this war.
Everything is crystal clear.
In such a war, the Beihai Wang family would either win or die.
There will be no second way.
The difference between life and death is completely the difference between the vast ocean and the vast abyss.
real.
There will be no second way.
Either win or die.
Must win.
Wang Tianzong laughed softly. He must win, and the Beihai Wang family must also win. However, the extremely severe situation, extremely huge pressure, and extremely strong fear never allowed him to take the final step this time.
In other words, he has already taken the last step.
quietly.
But he could clearly feel that his state was not perfect.
Just a hair’s breadth away.
Just one line away.
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Wang Tianzong was sure that he had now entered that supreme realm, but he still couldn't figure out where he was missing.
He is now the genius of this era.
But Tianjiao's state is not perfect.
It seems that there is still a road ahead, only half a step, or even a toe's distance away from reaching the end point, but there is a heavy fog wrapped around it, making it difficult to see through and figure it out.
The black lines continue to extend on the paper.
Countless messages began to replay in his mind.
Zed killed Aresis, and nearly three thousand holy warriors were wiped out.
Li Tianlan was bleeding all the way and was rushing towards Moormans.
The 30,000 leading troops of the Arctic Army rushed directly into Murmans and were encircling Tiandu Purgatory.
The Tyrant appeared at the Polar Alliance headquarters and began to gather the remnants of the Polar Alliance.
All countries in Eastern Europe have expressed their attitudes. When they take sides, it also means that the war in every corner of Eastern Europe has begun to completely burn out.
Roaring momentum.
It was a chaotic situation.
No one can see the future clearly, no one can think through the future.
The roar of distant fighter planes penetrated the night.
An extremely pure sword intent spread across the sky, extremely pure and full of vitality.
The strokes of the pen tip on the paper gradually speed up.
Wang Tianzong's smile became more obvious.
He didn't wait any longer.
Can't wait any longer.
Facing the fog ahead, he finally understood the simplest truth.
He can't see through it.
Then don’t watch it.
Can't figure it out.
Then I don't want to.
Wang Tianzong suddenly clenched the brush in his hand.
The brush stroked across the rice paper, and the elongated writing burst out with infinite sharpness in an instant. The rice paper burned into flames and rushed into the night sky outside.
Wang Tianzong's figure left the room.
The next second, his figure appeared above the square.
Then disappear.
up.
His figure keeps rising in the sky.
His palms were open and pointed into the distance.
In the distant night, the extremely pure and vital sword intent suddenly erupted into a roar.
The fighter plane landed.
Wang Shengxiao, who was holding the sword box in his arms, had just stepped out of the cabin when the precious sword box suddenly exploded.
The black giant sword flew into the distant night sky with great excitement.
The thick sword began to rotate.
The sun, moon and stars carved on the sword's body, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas seemed to come alive in an instant.
The blade of the sword passed through the night, burning under the stars.
One south and one north, far apart.
One person and one sword rushed towards the opponent with determination and no hesitation.
rise.
All are rising.
Wang Tianzong remained silent.
The dark Kyushu Cold Sword Qi soared into the sky, bringing joy, joy, and murderous intent.
In the highest night sky, man and sword meet at the highest point.
The sword intent that tore Gao Tian apart instantly filled the world with might, and the whole world seemed to quietly become a little brighter.
The first glimmer of morning light appeared in Leki City.
Wang Tianzong held Jiuzhouhan in his hand, still with tears streaming down his face.
He stood high in the sky and looked down.
The lights in Leki City have become faint and blurry.
The faint starlight shines all over the world.
The clear light shines down, illuminating the mountains and mountains. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are filled with gunpowder smoke.
Wang Tianzong held Jiuzhou Han in his hands and looked in the direction of Moormans.
A stream of light flashed in the sky.
His figure has disappeared.
The wind and rain stopped.
Under the lonely starlight, the morning light becomes brighter and brighter.
Eastern Europe is becoming increasingly chaotic.
The entire situation is heading towards the end with this sword light.