There are always some gifted geniuses in the world. They learn, grow and achieve amazing results quickly, leaving their peers unable to catch up. This makes them feel resentful and wonder why their talents are so good. God is so unfair.
But what is even more despairing is those diligent and hardworking geniuses. Their extremely superior talents combined with their efforts day after day leave everyone around them far behind, making it difficult for you to reach their position even if you work hard all your life.
Darcy is such a person. He is the kind of man who possesses top-notch talent and integrates struggle and hard work into every moment, every minute and every second of his life.
From the day he encountered transcendental knowledge and began his practice until now, he hadn't slacked off for a single day. His obsession and thirst for power were etched into his bones, his blood flowing with perseverance. It was so difficult for others to understand how such a person could exist in the world, working like a machine, never tired or slacking off.
Born into a single-parent family, with his biological father unknown and his family background poor, Darcy's living environment was not good when he was a child. Not only was it difficult for his mother to raise him, but the contemptuous and disdainful looks from his peers were unbearable for him.
He had heard of illegitimate child, bastard, hybrid, and all kinds of insulting words. In the dirty and messy slums, people were not only unfriendly, but would even intensify their bullying of those who were not as good as themselves, in order to gain a sense of superiority in their self-esteem and gain a hint of dark pleasure in the difficult days.
If it were just about himself, it would be fine, but most of the insults would involve his family. His mother was also slandered as a lowly person who sold her body, which is why he was called a bastard.
He was indignant and picked up stones to fight with the children who mocked him. Many times he was covered with scars. His mother could only wipe his wounds with tears in her eyes and take him to see a doctor, who was a cheap herbalist in the slums.
Even so, the price of herbs was still very high and his poor family could not afford it. He sometimes wondered why the wrinkled old man treated him.
Until one day, after being bullied by other children, he hid in the alley next to the doctor's house and watched in disbelief as his mother walked out of the house exhausted.
Perhaps it is difficult for people who come from a stable and happy world to understand that Darcy's childhood experience is not an isolated case, but one that happens to thousands of people in this dark and troubled era. The gap and living standards between the top of society who possess extraordinary powers and the bottom of society who struggle to find food in the dust are unimaginable.
A difficult environment does not necessarily cultivate good character. The desire to survive forces some people to give up many things, such as morality, law, and even humanity.
After years of peace, the population of the Green Empire has gradually accumulated to a limit. The arable land area is limited and food cannot supply everyone. This has almost no impact on the upper class, but it is a cruel internal circulation and torture for the lower class.
Darcy is the fish that jumped out of the water in the dark waves at the bottom, as if his tail was hit by fire from the sky. He was discovered to have an unusual talent, which finally allowed him to come into contact with extraordinary knowledge.
Facing this gate to heaven, Darcy was like a greedy beast, absorbing all the knowledge he could learn, holding on to the only rope in the darkness without letting go for a moment, and climbing up desperately.
With his outstanding performance, he defeated all his peers in the same city, no matter they were children of wealthy nobles or young men from poor families who were also fighting for their lives. For his own hope, he also shattered the hopes of others. In this way, he finally obtained a letter of recommendation from Emenas.
After becoming Emenas' student, he moved his mother to a wealthy area with a better environment. The house was large and warm, and the neighbors around were all kind and friendly. Everyone would often praise his mother for having a good son.
So, in order to keep this wonderful life going, he couldn't stop. Unlike those students who came from wealthy families and even had many connections, Darcy understood very early on that the greatest and most attainable opportunity in his life was to achieve supreme honor and rank while in school.
He must be number one. Only by being number one can he make everyone unquestionable, make everyone recognize his talent, and bring the best future to himself and his mother.
Ding——
The blood-red sword was hit by the iron fist, bounced into the air, making a long metallic vibration, and then stabbed diagonally into the stone. Darcy stood on the lake and gravel, breathing slightly, his body covered with bleeding wounds, and in some places even the hard white bones were revealed.
After several fierce battles, both sides were covered in wounds, and the huge rocks on the lake were broken into pieces and sank to the bottom of the lake.
Weilin was floating in the distance on the lake, her clothes were disheveled, revealing some of her youthful appearance. She took a deep breath, spat out the black blood that was suppressing her heart, and then flew into the sky again.
The bright red pupils looked a little weird in the moonlight. With a long roar from Weilin, black scales slowly emerged from the skin. A tail seemed to grow behind her, and then two curved horns emerged on both sides of her forehead.
The demonization has begun.
Humans learn the extraordinary sequence from demons, and in the later stages of the sequence, most of them inevitably transform into inhumanity. Although this can improve combat capabilities, it will also cause irreversible changes in the self, and the mind will gradually become crazy and out of control, which is not a good thing.
This competition wasn't just about Darcy; Weilin also had reasons to not lose. Born into a noble family, the only legitimate daughter, with no siblings, she had to uphold her family's honor to prevent it from being looked down upon and exploited. Furthermore, her strong character, cultivated from a young age, made it impossible for her to tolerate being defeated by a peer born into poverty.
Haha, look at that Weilin, usually so arrogant, but now she's been defeated by a kid from the slums. How funny! What kind of a lady is she? If she fails, the joke will probably spread throughout the school. And since I'm about to graduate at the end of the year, there's no chance of making a comeback.
Weilin exhaled softly and looked at the bright moon in the sky. Then ten sharp red claws extended from her nails, with a hint of hidden deep purple at the tips.
She swooped down from the sky, passing through the darkness like a stream of light. A red afterimage flashed by, and a piece of flesh was torn off and thrown into the air. Darcy was knocked directly into the lake by the speeding impact.
The freezing cold lake water flooded Darcy's vision, and his body kept falling, as if sinking into endless darkness and silence. All sounds were fading away, and the moon in the sky was becoming more and more blurred. The wounds on his body seemed to lose sensation, and a deep fatigue surged into Darcy's consciousness.
Take a break
You've been working hard for a long time
You really can't beat Weilin. What's the difference between her burning her life and cheating?
It's not that you are not good enough, it's that those people are unreasonable.
That's it, let's stop here.
The passion and fighting spirit that once filled his blood and heart seemed to have finally burned out. He slowly raised his hand in the lake, trying to catch the moonlight in the sky, but in the end, there was nothing.
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