In terms of [battle], the human race is always a half-baked race—

There are no sharp claws and teeth, no strong limbs and skeletal muscles, and there is no bloody and wildness necessary for a predator.

Yes, it is precisely because the human race abandoned its instinct as part of its [beast] that it evolved its own [civilization].

However, giving up the individual's ability to fight does not mean that the human race has given up the instinct of fighting. Instead, the human race has learned to make and use tools, learn team collaboration and division of labor, and learn the wisdom of fraud and traps. In the promising career of fighting, the human race has far left other races behind.

It is precisely because of this that the reason why human races stand out from the ancient races and become the mainstream of the new era is not entirely because of the emphasis of gods and demons in the heavenly world. A large part of it is because they do have talents and strengths that other races do not have.

It is enough to make up for and surpass their innate physical shortcomings.

...

All of the above are the historical common sense that Ao Bing was taught by her master when he just hatched from the dragon ball.

Although it is all lessons that only wake up afterwards, Shen Gongbao, a wise man in the demon race mentioned by the human race, believes that even lessons that wake up afterwards have their own truth.

These late principles and wisdom connect the future, and are the hope of these minority races who are excluded into the corner of the world to counterattack the human race.

Therefore, she hopes that as her disciple, Ao Bing can also understand this - understand the despicableness of the human race, learn from the despicableness of the human race, and then use the despicableness of the human race to surpass the human race.

Ao Bing once thought she had understood the true meaning, so she was not surprised that her master would sneak attack and frame Xingke, because she knew that her master had always treated the enemy so "despicable" and learned from the human race's unscrupulous means.

But to this day, when she was surrounded by more than a dozen Jindan-stage monks of the human race and was targeted by the hunting trap of the human race for the first time, she truly understood what kind of grief and anger it was like! What kind of anger!—

This is not a prank that is mostly played like Li Xingke when he kidnapped her. No matter how much Li Xingke was, she was just a little soft and annoyed with shame and anger in her heart.

At this moment, he was targeted for no reason by these people who had no connection with them, and was malice for no reason by a group of ants like humans, and regarded as prey that could be killed by wantonly. As the dignity of the dragon clan was trampled and insulted. For the first time in his life, Ao Bing's heart was violently burned with shame, anger and murderous intent.

This is the first time that Xingke has always regarded her as having a cold personality and not easily angered by the world.

"You... I will confirm it again at the end. It's not that you saw through my illusionary art, but that it only rose up because of the treasure in my hand, right?"

The expression became colder and colder, and everything around Ao Bing seemed to be twisted and frozen like a quiet deep cold.

Seeing Ao Bing's expression and pressure so terrifying, the shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, but then he smiled embarrassedly because of the confidence in his heart:

"Your Majesty, you seem to be getting something wrong.

Maybe you misunderstood that you are the chosen son of God because you picked up a rare treasure from the past, thinking that we, Kang, are targeting you.

However, I can tell you responsibly that you have no grudges with us in the past and no grudges in the past.

And there are many lucky people like you in Chaoge City in recent days."

As he said that, the shopkeeper who had a cultivation level far from the Jindan stage retreated silently, and several Jindan stage thugs took the opportunity to fill the last gap.

"But every man is innocent, he is guilty of possessing a treasure. In fact, as long as you give up the immortal weapon in your hand, you can leave with the spirit stone.

Then, as long as your mouth is firm, you don’t have to stay in the store forever like the previous few lucky people who are ungrateful…”

"So that's it, then I have nothing to say."

If the shopkeeper is unfavorable to her because he recognizes her identity as the Dragon Clan, Ao Bing can still accept it. After all, the difference in races, family hatred and national hatred are righteousness and general trend, and there is nothing to do about it.

But the greedy humans are just for the benefit of the matter... So, Ao Bing no longer has any hesitation in his heart.

"Ha, you are ungrateful... Go! Take him down!"

Confirmed that he had reached a safe position, the shopkeeper's order, several attacking magic weapons emitting a light flew out from the thugs and shot towards Ao Bing. Even though he was still merciless, he wanted to kill Ao Bing to this point without leaving any way out.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper quietly lowered his eyes and calmed down to hide his disdain.

Such an ignorant who has lost his luck in his heart and has no idea who he is, and who thinks that he can speak equally with real capital, industry, and history, has killed no less than twenty of them in the past few days.

Not only him, but also many people died in the hands of friends in the same circle.

Most of them are the same people who know the true value of immortal tools. They think that ten thousand spirit stones are too small and cannot be high or low.

If you have a higher status, you don’t need to be a fairy weapon. If you have a lower status, you don’t know anything and are satisfied with the sweetness of ten thousand spirit stones... Then, you will be deceived by professionals into gambling, a night of red fortune and other gold-selling caves, which will squeeze out the last trace of value.

...At least that kind of person won't lose his life.

Only the people in the middle are simply a collection of troubles and contradictions.

"Another soul of the deceased is about to go on the road. I hope you will learn to be smarter in the next life."

Although the shopkeeper himself was a retainer of a big family just because of his ancestors, he thought he was on the right path.

As long as he serves his masters, he will be nobler than eighty or ninety percent of the people on earth.

Therefore, no matter how respectful he welcomed the guests on the surface, he actually looked down on his customers from the bottom of his heart. He often laughed secretly when he saw them struggling to save even if they pawn their property.

Even today, this handsome and extraordinary young man in white is the highest cultivation person he has received so far, and he just carefully used a jade pendant to ask the thug in the main store.

It's just another traitor... Huh?

"How could this happen..."

"ah,--"

However, at this moment, the scene where the young man in white should have been suppressed and defeated by those spiritual magic weapons did not appear. Instead, a thug who was closer to Ao Bing let out a wailing cry. As he was about to be cracked by his frozen lower body, the defensive magic weapon on his body did not play the role it should have.

Then, there were a few more [clang--] sounds, and all the magic weapons that should have been very powerful fell to the ground and cracked.

At the center of this ice hell, Ao Bing stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and stroked it lightly in front of him—

An illusion like a dragon's claw appeared in the field of vision, and followed by an extremely cold slash.

The next moment, before the shopkeeper could put away the disdainful expression on his face, his vision began to rise and then fell down.

Sure enough, what he saw in the last moment of his life was his headless body.

"Hey, stupid humans, who gave you more than a dozen people the confidence to hunt a pure blood dragon clan?"
Chapter completed!