Xiahou Wu and Feng Yuxiu were originally the same person. Feng Yuxiu regarded him as an idol, and he also knew that only Feng Yuxiu could understand him. When Feng Yuxiu died, he sighed.
What Xiahou Wu had been suppressing in his heart was a Feng Yuxiu. He killed someone three years ago, and he decided that if he did something wrong, he must pay it back. After three years of imprisonment, he has always behaved well in prison. He did not allow himself to be angry, and even persuaded the weak to protect himself. Even he believed in this apparent peace, and he thought that he had erased the Feng Yuxiu in his heart.
Actually he didn't! The more suppressed desires, the more they wait for an opportunity to spew out. He thought that he was just admiring a young man who loved martial arts and was quite talented. As a senior, it was okay to give him some pointers.
In fact, he only saw himself, and he finally found an opponent for Feng Yuxiu in his heart. He wanted to help this young man grow rapidly and eventually become his own opponent.
Our true heart is always suppressed by us with various reasons and means, but it is transformed and disguised as a seemingly reasonable idea, bypassing rational censorship, and expressed in a seemingly acceptable form.
He has always lacked a reason. After all, he promised himself that he would atone for his sins and stop fighting. So Feng Yuxiu gave him a reason, if he didn't come out, he would kill his junior sister.
Feng Yuxiu knew him too well, because they were the same kind of person.
When he came out, he went to his junior sister, who tied the bracelet he asked for, and asked him to promise himself and restrain his fist. Of course he would agree. Love is warm. Junior sister is the only person who can walk into his own world. She makes him feel at ease.
The junior sister was hurt, and I almost lost her. He was so defeated that he failed to keep his promise and protect his junior sister. He was extremely angry, he hated Feng Yuxiu, and hated him for moving his beloved. If he wanted to kill Feng Yuxiu, he had to do this, in order to protect his junior sister, to quell his anger, and to avenge his junior sister.
He said, Feng Yuxiu was right, kung fu is a killing technique. He has a reason to kill Feng Yuxiu, he has a reason to compete with Feng Yuxiu, and he has a reason to ignore the restraints of his junior sister. That's right, Feng Yuxiu gave him everything, and Feng Yuxiu knew too well how to let him release his inner self and find the real Xiahou Wu.
Win or lose, but also life and death. Letting go of his worries and letting the desire to kill control him, Xiahouwu returned to the Feng Yuxiu in his heart, and Feng Yuxiu finally waited for the real Xiahou Wu.
Xiahouwu didn't let Feng Yuxiu go. His every move indicated that he was going to kill Feng Yuxiu, and if the last punch hit, Feng Yuxiu would definitely die.
Unexpectedly, Feng Yuxiu begged for mercy. He was both annoyed and sad in his heart. He was annoyed that Feng Yuxiu forced himself to take action and fought to the death, but at the last moment he took the initiative to beg for mercy, gave up the fight, and let himself bear the guilt of the killing; he was sad, Feng Yuxiu was clearly himself, He worships himself, understands himself, and is the only person who can be an opponent. A person's martial arts is no longer a person, and he can't bear to kill him.
He was actually scared too. He looked at his blood-stained hands and lost control again, almost repeating the mistake three years ago. Going against his own beliefs, forgetting the teacher's teachings, forgetting the sins he once redeemed, this cruel self made him dare not admit it, and he wanted to cry.
Feng Yuxiu asked him to kill himself, it was impossible, he would not kill him anymore. The bracelet given by the junior sister had already been dyed red, and he had promised the junior sister to restrain his fist. He didn't want to let his junior sister down again. he shouted, no!
A person's martial arts will be lost, without emotional fetters, will only become crazy.
Feng Yuxiu thought that if he cut off his emotional ties, he could do whatever he wanted and carry hatred on his back, and he would have enough motivation to force himself to become stronger, go faster, and go farther.
Yes, he walked fast enough, and in just six years, he outperformed the entire martial arts. His congenital flaws made him impeccable. But so what, he had gone too far and had long since lost his soul. He forgot his original intention, became mad and turned into a demon, and killed his beloved with his own hands. This time, his world can really be a one-man martial arts.
He can't go back, he must reach the top, otherwise, what's the point of all these efforts and sacrifices? He must fight, he must reach the top, or he must be killed.
Xiahouwu had a choice. Even if he forgot a little, the care of his junior sister and the bracelet of his junior sister would remind him of it. He knew that Junior Sister was waiting for him.
Feng Yuxiu also had a choice, but his heart was dead, he killed his own heart, he killed the person he loved, and no one waited for him anymore.
A person's martial arts is lonely, abandoning everything and being alone.
A person's martial arts is painful, all rely on oneself to support, the body is strong enough, the heart is actually pale and weak, the ice-cold number one throne in the world, if you really sit on the throne, you only get the same torment as the rest of your life.
We live not only for ourselves, but only when we live in emotional fetters. Our lives are meaningful, meaningful to others, and therefore meaningful to ourselves.
When the curtain came to an end, Xia Houwu said that he never thought about being the number one in the world.
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