She knew in her heart that she couldn't hold on much longer...

"Give me a year and I'll see if I can meet the requirements." An Bulang said.

"One year? Can you reach the Divine Sea in one year?" Su Huohuo glared, "Bai Li has been grinding for almost a hundred years and still hasn't reached this level!"

"How can you imagine the speed of my realm breakthrough? Can you imagine that I would break through from the sixth level of Naling to the second level of Tianyuan within a few months of enrolling?" An Bulang spread his hands and said, "The same thing can be said..."

When Su Huohuo and Su Mu heard this, they couldn't help but ignite hope.

Su Mu was actually ready to accept death, but An Bulang's words gave her hope. No matter how small the chance was, at least there was hope, and it was good to have expectations...

An Bulang had already pulled Su Huohuo aside and whispered, "Did you know... that your swordsmanship is particularly good?"

Su Huohuo was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly and said: "I know, I have a very special feeling for kendo. Whenever the opponent uses kendo moves and techniques, I feel extremely friendly, and I can even see the opponent's shortcomings.

The idea of ​​​​improving naturally popped up in my mind... My talent in sword practice should be very high."

"Since you know, why don't you practice swordsmanship?" An Bulang asked with a confused look on his face.

"Because my sister is infected with the cold poison, I can help her by practicing fire skills..." Su Huohuo cast his gaze at the woman not far away, with a gentle look on his face.

"But your fire power can't help her at all. It can't remove the Jiuyou Cold Poison from her body!" An Bulang shook his head.

Su Huohuo nodded: "I know, but as long as my fire power can bring her some warmth and make her less painful when she is suffering from the cold poison. Then everything I have done,

It’s all worth it.”

An Bulang was stunned for a long time, and he could understand this idea, but he still felt it was a pity, because Su Huohuo's swordsmanship qualifications were extremely rare even among the ten holy realms.

"You have a natural swordsmanship... I don't think anyone in the entire Divine Sword Sect can find a peerless swordsman genius like you... I think if you practice swordsmanship, you will have more possibilities to save your sister...

Do you really have no regrets and don’t want to change things?”

Su Huohuo smiled when he heard this: "If you don't regret it, you won't change it. You don't understand... If I didn't practice fire, who would be able to warm Mu Mu when she was corroded and tortured by cold poison again and again in the past few decades?"

?Who can make her less painful? And I have done all this, so it is worth it!"

"On the road where I don't know when I will die and there is no hope, that cluster of fire is particularly important. It can give this time warmth and hope. Yes, if I understand the true fire

Daodao, have you found a way to save Mumu? Who can predict the future?"

"So, don't persuade me, I don't know how to practice swordsmanship."

An Bulang saw Su Huohuo with a determined expression and was moved by his words.

Perhaps, in the despair of not being able to see the future, the warmth and hope of the flame are what they need, right? What a silly brother...

Although it is silly, it is understandable and respected.
Chapter completed!