Even if thereâs a ninety-eight percent chance of success, you should only show off when youâre a hundred percent sure, or else it can backfire badly.
This is Xu Ranâs life principle.
He would never pop the champagne at halftime.
Besides,
Xu Ran is already extraordinary enough. Just standing there, he is like a young deity, an absolute symbol of high standing.
The Belief Talisman... Thereâs no need to flaunt it!
Seeing Xu Ranâs calm and reserved demeanor once again, the director shook his head with a smile: "You little rascal... no one knows your trump card until you truly play it..."
Xu Ran shrugged: "Things succeed through secrecy, canât help it, used to being cautious."
The director chuckled: "Very well, Iâve already prepared my championship speech, just waiting for you to win the championship!"
"Good lad, you promised me. You must win the championship."
Xu Ran raised an eyebrow, surprised by the directorâs cheeky move of writing the championship speech in advance.
"Hmm... how many words have you written?"
The director was beaming: "A glorious six thousand words! All emotion, no technique!"
Xu Ran was helpless: "Isnât that a bit too much?"
The directorâs gaze was calm: "Too much? Why do I feel itâs too little?"
Xu Ran nodded seriously: "Itâs too much! I suggest keeping it under five hundred words."
The director patted Xu Ran on the shoulder meaningfully: "My suggestion is, donât suggest."
"Good lad, you donât understand, this old man has been waiting for this moment for seventy years!"
"I not only want to give a speech at the closing ceremony of the competition!!! I also plan to do a tour lecture at other provincesâ kindergartens!!!"
"I want to spread my successful experience across Huaxia."
Xu Ran leaned back strategically, with a strange expression: "Youâre serious about this, director?"
The director looked very serious: "Of course."
"If your wealth isnât shown, itâs like wearing fine clothes on a night walk!!"
"Now Iâm a hundred and eighty-two years old, with one foot in the grave."
"So, my mindset is different from you young ones. Young ones need to be steady, plan before action, be cunning, hide their trump cards, and be skilled in strategies."
"But for us old folks, we need to be passionate, do you understand? Almost at deathâs door, and still canât indulge a little? Can we even be called old folks then?"
Xu Ran: "..."
What kind of twisted reasoning is this, but on second thought, surprisingly irrefutable.
Completely correct twisted logic!!!
Absurd!!
Xu Ran was rendered speechless.
First time in his life feeling this dumbfounded.
The old are teaching the young to hide their trump cards, be insidious, yet indulges in a passionate plot themselves.
The director felt absolutely no qualms about his twisted logic.
"Kid, you must win the championship!! Donât make me withdraw a championship speech."
Xu Ran smiled lightly: "Director, youâve seen my abilities, are you still worried I wonât win?"
The director was full of worries: "Isnât it that the closer I get, the more anxious I get? Only when I truly have it in my hand can I relax... Sigh, for the past half year, thinking about this every day makes me lose sleep!"
"Itâs driving me crazy."
Xu Ran: "You actually lose sleep? So unconfident in me?"
The director shook his head and sighed: "Not so much unconfident, but afraid the opponent has some weird tricks... Adding in how much I crave the championship, I often canât sleep, anxious..."
"This might be my only chance in life to cultivate a champion!!!"
The directorâs worries were written all over his face.
In the past year, he indeed became much more withered and haggard.
Half of his hair at the temples turned white.
It wasnât like this before.
Xu Ran thought a bit: "Want me to cure it for you?"
The director was surprised: "You can cure insomnia too? Never saw you have talents in this area? Did you secretly study medicine?"
"You rascal, always secretly doing big things!"
Xu Ranâs eyes brightened, the directorâs words suddenly gave him some leads, maybe he should indeed learn some medicine, who knows, it might trigger new Magical Skills?
Being able to heal teammates on the side is also a kind of strength.
"Hmm... maybe I can try it out later!"
Xu Ran nodded inwardly, looking at the director with a calm expression.
"I havenât secretly studied medicine, but there are other ways to cure your insomnia."
The director sat up straight at the words: "What way? My insomnia is not easy to cure! Itâs entirely a severe consequence of overthinking, every night worrying about the selection competition, the more I think the more I canât sleep, the more I canât sleep the worse it gets... slowly it just gets worse."
Xu Ran smiled slightly: "Sure. I should be able to cure your insomnia."
"Director, you know about the Purifying Thousand Thunders, right?"
The director: "I know, when you used it on little Yu Heng, I was waiting outside the Cultivation Room, I also know the effects... two wordsâagainst the heavens!!!"
He couldnât stop praising, but he didnât understand: "So? How does this cure my severe insomnia?"
Xu Ran gave a gentle smile, suddenly revealing the truth: "A year ago, I used a full ten drops of Purifying Thousand Thunders."
Upon hearing this.
The directorâs pupils trembled: "Ah? Ten drops? Youâre not joking, right? The enhancement of ten drops...??!!!"
What does ten drops mean...
The director definitely knows, even understands clearly!
One drop of Purifying Thousand Thunders, after a successful Nirvana, means an enhancement of 10,000 Qi Blood Value in Physical Strength, able to catch an attack with 10,000 Qi Blood Value with bare hands.
And ten drops of Purifying Thousand Thunders, that means Xu Ran has 100,000 Qi Blood Value in Physical Strength, can catch an attack with 100,000 Qi Blood Value with bare hands.
Which means...
A year ago, Xu Ranâs Physical Strength had reached the Peak of Hill Realm!!!
Is this possible?
This is too exaggerated, right?
Having Physical Strength reaching 100,000 Qi Blood Value, even such a super destructive Root Bone as Purifying Thousand Thunders probably canât break through his physical defense, right?