The winner has been decided, and the end is over.

For a moment, the noisy scene suddenly became silent.

Immediately afterwards, the scene was filled with very uneducated "dummy".

A Si stood in the middle of the platform, and the Adam's apple was a little red.

He opened his mouth and finally said in that slightly hoarse voice: "I lost."

Lu Qing nodded, and the irritability in his heart did not fade away at all.

He originally wanted to go on stage to beat people, but he didn't expect that the other party was even more delicious than he expected, which made him afraid that he would beat him to death if he accidentally did.

I'll just say, his muscles are very weak!

It is precisely because of this that Lu Qing became more and more irritable.

And his irritability was half due to nature and half because of the sequelae of the strange martial arts.

Although he often provides self-psychological counseling and occasionally does a "don't get angry" when he wakes up in the morning, in most cases, it's useless.

Just very angry!

Lu Qing, wearing a black robe, looked at A Si who was ridiculously fragile, weak in muscles and still wanted to speak, and decided to give him another chance.

He looked at A Si and asked, "Where is my coffin?"

A Si: "???"

What the hell, are you here to get lost and found?

A Si raised his hand, touched his Adam's apple, which was still painful, and replied in a hoarse voice: "After you enter the water, the coffin sank to the bottom of the lake."

At that time, As Si was still a little confused when he watched the coffin sink into the lake.

When there are people in the coffin, the coffin can float. After this person leaves the coffin, the coffin sinks to the lake.

This is unscientific!

When Lu Qing heard this, he nodded and felt a little relieved.

Just don't steal my coffin.

After finding some time, he is going to go to the lake to take some photos in person.

Although his strength has not been restored now, his ability to control water still exists. For him, floating on the lake is just a matter of easy work, and it is no big deal.

A Si looked at Lu Qing, hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but feel curious and asked, "You... are you [half-warriors]?"

"【Half-warrior】?" This was the first time Lu Qing heard this word.

"I just felt an extremely weak true energy when you took action. In addition to taking the development liquid, you are also breathing the energy, right?" Asi said with certainty.

He thought he was still very keen, with a look of "I have seen through everything" on his face.

Listening to his words, Lu Qing roughly understood what [half-warrior] is.

The so-called [semi-martial artsman] is a bit like what those poorly gifted children often do in the era of warriors. Because they are stupid and rich, they will breathe their energy while taking drugs crazy.

But the difference is that in today's era, perhaps only those talented people will embark on the path of [half-warrior].

After all, the current Yuan power is so thin that it is so virtuous. If it weren’t for a genius, if it weren’t for a long time, it would probably not be able to absorb a wisp of Yuan power.

If you don't live well, don't suck it.

In the past, I had a good talent and every time I breathed the Yuan power, I could say that I was like a pillar. Now, I am probably like a needle.

Of course, if it accumulates over time, it will still have some effect.

Looking at the entire Central China, the number of [semi-warriors] is very small, because people are more willing to spend their time elsewhere when conditions permit.

Ventilation of Yuan is too time-consuming and labor-intensive, too low in efficiency, and this process is often very painful.

Lu Qing looked at A Si and replied in a serious and calm tone: "I am a warrior."

As Si didn't take this seriously.

Because in his understanding, most of the [semi-warriors] are not only geniuses, but also enthusiasts of the culture of the old era.

Look at the man in front of you and look at his black robe. What is he not a fan of ancient culture?

It would be normal for such people to insist on saying that they are warriors.

What is there to say?

"A man will be the second best until his death!"

This is still in the quotes of Emperor Qing. It seems that the word "middle II" was created by him.

Asi gently rubbed his Adam's apple, but he was not very upset when he lost. In his opinion, it was not embarrassing to lose to [half-warrior].

So he laughed heartily and said:

"Brother, four hundred years ago, after the last registered warrior in Zhongzhou died, the official announced that the warrior era had ended. But like you, I like ancient culture, and the person I admire the most is..."

Lu Qing looked up at him and said lightly: "The official data is wrong."

"Uh." After A Si was interrupted, he didn't know how to answer for a while. He felt that the person in front of him was arguing, and it was a hard quarrel.

During the Cataclysm, there were still pure warriors, but tell me which warrior could have lived from that era to the present?

Aren’t they all becoming an old monster over 500 years old?

The conversation between the two was not loud, and the audience was already noisy, which resulted in no one except the host not far away.

The host came up and continued to host the scene. He came to Lu Qing, deliberately raised his tone and said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "Sir [Semi-Warrior], can you introduce yourself?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, it caused a scream from the audience.

"【Half-warrior】! He is a half-warrior!"

"Oh my God! [Half-warrior] So handsome!"

"It's the first time I've seen [half-warrior]! I heard that breathing in the body will cause severe pain throughout the body. This process is extremely painful, comparable to severe dysmenorrhea!"

On the high platform, Ning Ying, who was sitting behind, always had her eyes on Lu Qing.

Lu Qing defeated A Si and she was already extremely surprised. After hearing the three words [Half-warrior], Ning Ying was even more surprised.

Because [half-warrior] is really rare and rare.

"It's even more capable than A Si, but it's still a rare [half-warrior]..." Ning Ying thought in her heart, while silently increasing the price for Lu Qing's "value" in her heart.

Lu Qing looked at the microphone handed over by the host and looked at the audience who were shocked by the [half-warrior]. As a warrior, he became a little irritable again.

He was too lazy to answer the host's questions and too lazy to introduce himself.

Among the Five Emperors, Qing Emperor was the most mysterious one. In that distant old era, not many people knew his full name.

But for some reason, when the microphone came to his mouth, although he was extremely irritable and seemed particularly impatient, he still introduced himself briefly and no one believed it.

He only said four words:

"Lu Qing, warrior."

He didn't expect that he had been shut down once, and it had been nearly 500 years since he woke up.

What I didn’t expect was that even the times had undergone drastic changes.

He is the last warrior in the whole world.

If one day he dies, he will die as a warrior.

The once glorious and brilliant era now has only the last ray of light left.

If it were in the past, someone asked: "What is martial arts?"

Every warrior will proudly answer: "Where are warriors, the martial arts world!"

Lu Qing lowered his head and his eyes drooped.

After a long time, he laughed dryly and his shoulders were slightly raised:

"Ha...a martial arts world."
Chapter completed!