Among the Eight Trigrams, Li belongs to fire.
Hence, the Li Dynasty was naturally inclined towards fire, calling its national fortune the Flame Fortune, meaning bright and prosperous, with brilliant lights illuminating the darkness. The Great Ancestor of the former Great Li Dynasty also achieved this, but unfortunately now...::::
But no matter what, even a decaying dynasty is still a dynasty.
A decaying national fortune is still a national fortune.
Therefore, when Zhao Yunlan circulated the Flame Fortune Blood, unleashing its power, that innate suppression, originating from the nation, silenced the martial artists present, as if they were about to submit.
Su Han raised an eyebrow. This is the suppression of the Zhao family's bloodline?
Truly interesting.
Under this suppression, the dragon energy within him seemed to be gradually losing its activity, becoming stagnant, and the connection with the golden dragon of fortune in the sky also became vague.
He couldn't help but shake his head inwardly.
"Now, under this suppression, how much of your strength can you still display?" Zhao Yunlan looked at Su Han with interest, wanting to appreciate the panicked expression of this opponent.
He had already appreciated similar expressions many times.
Once he circulated the Flame Fortune Blood, those opponents would show that kind of uniform, yet intoxicating, expression of panic, surprise, and disbelief. It was truly interesting.
Every time he saw this scene, he could clearly realize...
His status was superior!
Of course, for him, only those who could be called opponents were worthy of him indulging in such expressions. Those who were not worthy of being his opponents, or those who had already been defeated by him, had no value.
But unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, he didn't see any obvious emotional fluctuations on Su Han's face. He was still extremely calm, as usual, which surprised him.
You must know,
Even if someone had previously known about the suppressive effect of the Flame Fortune Blood, as long as they hadn't experienced it, they would feel panicked after being actually suppressed. This is the body's instinctive reaction.
But Su Han didn't have this situation. Why?
Could it be that he had experienced the suppression of the Flame Fortune Blood before?
Or is his willpower indeed too firm?
He couldn't help but speak again: "Aren't you surprised?"
Su Han raised an eyebrow, smiled slightly, and asked in return:
"Why should I be surprised?"
Zhao Yunlan's expression froze. Isn't this a matter of course?
Seeing this, Su Han shook his head and said: "It seems that you, the Young Master of the Profound King's Mansion, really think you are amazing, a born nobleman, and everyone else has to revolve around you."
"However, the reality is not like that."
"You and I and them are all martial artists."
"The so-called nobility is not your achievement. If you still can't understand this now, and are still immersed in this, unable to see through this illusion, then you are not worthy of being my opponent."
These words were deafening, awakening many martial artists under the stage.
Yes, everyone is a martial artist, what makes you noble?
You are strong, everyone admits it, but it is not necessarily unattainable.
Why should we revolve around you?
Of course, these words also made more martial artists feel angry, feeling that such a rebellious and unfilial madman actually spoke to a nobleman like this, truly not recognizing his place.
Young Master Zhao was born the Young Master of the Profound King's Mansion.
He was born with the Flame Fortune Blood.
Why doesn't that count as being born noble?
Su Han's heart was extremely calm, even without circulating the Pure Heart Technique. As a transmigrator from another world, what he had learned and experienced made him have no reverence for the so-called dignitaries.
Even if this world does have natural nobles.
But so what?
You are born noble? Then I will work hard to catch up. You are not a god who created the world, a Taoist ancestor who preached the Dharma, or a virtuous predecessor who eliminated demons from the world. Without any merit, you want people to respect you and revolve around you, lying on the laurels of your ancestors?
This kind of person just hasn't figured out what kind of stuff they are.
Listening to Su Han's words, Zhao Yunlan's expression gradually turned cold.
He suddenly realized that this person was very dangerous, despising the etiquette and rules of the world, and daring to say such rebellious remarks. He was indeed a madman, a lunatic.
Immediately, he sneered and said:
"What a load of nonsense. Do you know that any remarks need to be supported by your own strength, otherwise it will be a disaster from the mouth. Every word you utter will bring you a fatal disaster."
"Do you think you will die here today?"
Zhao Yunlan's words carried a hint of killing intent.
His original idea was to defeat Su Han and make a name for himself in this place where the winds and clouds were about to gather, and by the way, seize the golden dragon of fortune to investigate it. As for Su Han, it didn't matter whether he killed him or not.
A loser, just an ordinary person, not worth mentioning.
But now he found that even if he defeated Su Han, he could not easily let him go. This kind of thought was very dangerous. Once it spread, if someone with ulterior motives used it, it was very likely to subvert the Great Li Dynasty.
A group of ignorant people only need to know that they are born noble.
If they dare to go further and delve into why they are noble?
Then they will trigger a forbidden zone!
"He who kills shall be killed. You have to think clearly."
Su Han smiled indifferently.
Walking the path of a martial artist, one should be happy and have clear thoughts. If you are afraid of this and afraid of that, and dare not speak out when threatened, then this kind of person will not go far.
He is not even afraid of the Qi Barrier, let alone the so-called Young Master? In his opinion, the Qi Barrier, which has hard power, is far more terrifying than the so-called power and nobles.
"Hmph, let's see who dies first!"
Zhao Yunlan was furious, no longer speaking. The Flame Fortune Fire on his body rose fiercely, and the sense of nobility burst out again, suppressing Su Han. Flames wrapped his two fists, and he struck towards Su Han's body with extreme speed, like a raging flame across the sky.
"How does it compare to the Heart Yang Fire?"
Su Han smiled indifferently. The power of the Divine Treasure manifested, and the Life Fire in his abdomen also rose, covering his whole body, showing flame-like patterns, forming a substantial crimson-gold armor, like a god and a saint.
His fists were also wrapped in flames, which was the Heart Yang Fire.
The Heart Yang Fire comes from one's own heart. The bigger the heart, the stronger the flame. What about this Flame Fortune Fire? What about the national fortune? The so-called thousand-year Flame Fortune is also viewed coldly.
Others fear the so-called imperial power, but he does not fear it!
With a calm heart, the so-called extremely suppressive and incomparably noble Flame Fortune Fire on Zhao Yunlan's body was just an ordinary flame to him, and the so-called suppression was just a gentle breeze.
In an instant, the two Flame Fists, being the same, collided with each other.
There was only a loud boom.
The majestic flames exploded, raging across the field, turning into a滔天sea of fire, even spreading beyond the arena, about to affect the martial artists watching the battle. At this time, Zhao Tianji and Xu Ruohai suddenly appeared.
They waved their hands, blocking the ultimate destructive flames.
Immediately, they looked at each other, their eyes not calm.
Even a little shocked.
This power, is it the power of the Divine Treasure?!
