Heavenly War God Returns To City

0Sanjuzalo smiled and shook his head. "I've always believed that powerful combat power is the foundation of everything, so I've always been very concerned about cultivation."    

    

"The brain is indeed useful, but without the support of combat power, the effect of the brain will be greatly reduced."    

    

"Red Sparrow's biological father, Gesangpova is a very typical example. He is indeed very smart and very good, but he lacks the support of powerful combat power. Otherwise, I would not have been able to succeed back then."    

    

"All these years, I have always regarded cultivation as the top priority. As long as it is not a very special situation, I have been concentrating on studying all kinds of martial arts secret manuals and training methods almost every day."    

    

"Back then, I was the number one warrior of the Church of the Red Shirt, but now, my martial power is at least three times more than before."    

    

"I'm the only one in the entire Church of the Red Shirt who knows this. It's also a super trump card that I value the most."    

    

"If one day I encounter a special situation, with my personal combat strength, I will still be able to turn the tide, but..."    

    

As Sanzhu Zarro spoke, he suddenly paused for a moment. Then, he looked at Yang Xuan with a helpless and admiring gaze. He opened his mouth and said, "But, I never thought that there would be an expert like you in this world."    

    

"My thirty thousand men, in just over an hour, you alone can turn them into ashes."    

    

"And my trump card, the Red Armored Soldier. I heard that it was also smashed into pieces by you in just two or three moves."    

    

"I have always been arrogant and conceited. Very few people are worthy of my eyes, but I know my own limitations. If I met an expert like you, I'm afraid that even ten of me together would not be enough for you, let alone one against one."    

    

Hearing the other party's sincere praise, Yang Xuan did not feel much emotional. After all, he had heard this kind of words too many times.    

    

Countless famous experts in the Jianghu had died under his hands, and the last few words they said were basically similar.    

    

"So, what do you plan to do now?"    

    

Yang Xuan asked. This reaction of Sanzhu Zarro made him a little confused.    

    

In his expectation, a person like Sanzhu Zarro should be the type who resisted with all his might, even if he died, he would not give in.    

    

However, he did not expect him to be so honest.    

    

Sanzhu Zarro smiled faintly. "What I plan to do is probably not up to me anymore. This game has ended. I am the loser, and the loser has no right to choose."    

    

Yang Xuan nodded. "Looks like you are quite reasonable. Tell me, if you have any last words, as long as it is not too ridiculous, I will do my best to help you."    

    

Yang Xuan had never felt disgust or hatred towards Sanzhu Zarro.    

    

Just like what he said, there was no right or wrong between them. There was no justice and no evil. There were only differences in their standpoints.    

    

From Sandalou's point of view, the so-called rebellion was simply not appropriate. Since ancient times, people had always walked to the top.    

    

Sanzhu Zarro was unwilling to be inferior to others. It was understandable for him to take this position through his own hard work and ability. No one was born to be a king. If he wanted to become a king, he had to rely on his own ability to fight for it.    

    

It was actually very normal for Grandalpova to not be able to hold his position and be replaced by others in the end.    

    

This was like a sheep wanting to rule a tiger, but it was ultimately eaten by a tiger. This was a matter that was very consistent with the natural laws of this world. After all, the survival of the fittest was survival of the fittest.    

    

Moreover, Sandalou was indeed very cruel to the people of the Tribal Alliance. He had given them all kinds of very strict rules, dividing the people here into three, six, and nine levels, and had always been suppressing them.    

    

However, from Sandalou's position, everything he did was indeed understandable.    

    

Because the way he sat in this position was rather special, he had to use this kind of high-pressure and thunderous means to suppress all the factors that were unfavorable to him.    

    

If it were Yang Xuan, perhaps he would also use the same method as Sanzhu Zarro.    

    

There was a saying that said, 'the butt decides the head. The position of the butt depends on the position of the head.'    

    

The people below were thinking about fairness, kindness, and morality. Sanzhu Zarro was thinking about how to consolidate his position as the overlord and how to maintain stability in this area.    

    

These two thoughts were not wrong, and at the same time, it was just that their standpoints were different.    

    

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity"    

    

Sanzhu Zarro let out a long sigh and said, "I don't have much on my own. After I die, I can just find a random place to bury it. If you find it troublesome, you can just find a place to throw it away."    

    

"The people on our side view what happens after death very important. They think that people have a future life. I keep conveying this idea to them and act like them in front of everyone."    

    

"But it's actually not like that. I've never believed in the so-called past and future generations."    

    

"Whether or not these things exist, even if there is an afterlife, the me in the next life will not have the memories of this life. Everything will start anew. In other words, even if there is an afterlife, it will be another person's matter."    

    

"Whether or not the next life is an emperor, or a beggar, it has nothing to do with me in this life. I will never be stupid enough to use the price of this life to live for an unknown existence. Or even if it does exist, it has nothing to do with my future life to seek the so-called good fortune. "    

    

" I can't believe this, but I have to make others believe that this place is different from the outside world "    

    

"The people here have some kind of belief in this world since ancient times, engraved in their bones. It's useless to reason with them, you can only use the means of faith to confine their thoughts."    

    

"We cannot allow them to have too much knowledge and wisdom. We can only allow their thoughts to remain in a foolish state."    

    

"I admit that I am selfish here, but whether you believe it or not, I have to tell you the truth. What I have done is to try my best to maintain a stable situation here."    

    

"For various reasons, the people here still have a lot of primitive things in their bones. If you want to change them, you don't have to be reasonable to them."    

    

"It's also impossible to do it overnight. We have to make this place stable first and gain absolute control over their thoughts first."    

    

"Then, we will subtly and gradually change them bit by bit. This cannot be completed in a short period of time. This process might require several generations of people to realize."    

    

"During this period of time, we must maintain absolute control over their thoughts. I did not make this place completely isolated just to consolidate my position."    

    

"Actually, what I'm most worried about is that with their current disposition, if they completely open the door and allow the things and thoughts outside to surge in unimpeded, it will definitely be disastrous for the people here."    

    

"It's like you can teach a group of monkeys to be very smart and let them know how to ride, stand upside down, and even wash their clothes and cook. But you can't let them learn how to use tools and weapons."    

    

"If a group of monkeys learn how to use weapons, it will not be progress for them, but disaster for them!"