mesbooks Chapter 1756: 1694: Formation Unleashed (Part 2)
Chapter 1756: 1694: Formation Unleashed (Part 2)
Capítulo 1756: Chapter 1694: Formation Unleashed (Part 2)
This Third Stage True Qi, although Chu Xianling is not very strong yet, that is only compared to the previous two stages of True Qi. In reality, its destructive power now is indeed formidable.
The White Elder staggered back several steps, then his face instantly flushed red. Next, his cheeks puffed up, and he couldn’t hold it any longer as a mouthful of blood spurted out with a “poof”.
His internal organs were severely injured, and he had temporarily lost the ability to fight.
Chu Xianling couldn’t help but feel a bit frustrated; this move was also considered unexpected, yet it didn’t directly kill him on the spot. These Elders of the Dark Night Sect are indeed formidable.
Song Xiaodong faced off against that Elder, but there were no waves, just a simple obstruction, neither of them exerted their full strength.
On Sun Yiyi’s side, she had a slight advantage because she also caught the opponent completely off guard, striking that Elder by surprise. However, that Elder was extremely cunning. Realizing something was off, he immediately deflected the force and retreated. To maintain the integrity of the formation, Sun Yiyi gave up on attacking him.
But no matter what, the first collaboration of the three, in just a face-to-face encounter, had already seriously injured a master from the enemy side, which was enough to be proud of.
Chapter 1695
“These three people possess Three Meridians True Qi!”
The Elder, who was forced away by Song Xiaodong, shouted loudly to remind his side, to prevent others from getting injured due to carelessness.
Hearing this, Su Lie and Lin Feng were certainly not surprised, but they were still astonished because they had seen the fight just now from the corner of their eyes. Song Xiaodong and his two companions had injured one of the Dark Night Sect’s Elders right off the bat, which they hadn’t expected. They thought if Song Xiaodong and his group could hold their ground without losing, it would already be quite impressive.
Mis and Mark similarly saw it, and at this moment, both were shocked and furious.
Shocked at Song Xiaodong’s strength, they had investigated earlier and even scrutinized Song Xiaodong’s growth trajectory over the past two years.
Just over a year ago, Song Xiaodong was only relatively strong, not even achieving True Qi Great Perfection, and in just over a year, he now possessed Second Stage True Qi. This growth was already extremely fast, even in the Dark Night Sect, except for Qingluan, no one was this quick.
But progressing from Second Stage True Qi to Three Meridians True Qi is much harder than going from First Stage to Second Stage True Qi. Many spend their whole lives stuck at Second Stage True Qi, who knew that in such a short time, Song Xiaodong would break through to Three Meridians True Qi.
Plus Chu Xianling and Sun Yiyi, these two were not from Dragon Gate, so the Dark Night Sect’s investigation was inevitably less detailed. Who would have thought they also had Three Meridians True Qi, which completely exceeded all of Dark Night Sect’s expectations.
The most crucial point, even if the three reached this level, they shouldn’t have been able to injure a Dark Night Sect Elder so quickly, despite the ambush, but their collaboration was exceptionally skillful.
The anger stemmed from the fact that even if they had Three Meridians True Qi, their strength should still be below several other Dark Night Sect Elders, yet they managed to injure oneof them, which greatly infuriated them.
Mis, while fighting Su Lie, sternly shouted: “Even Three Meridians True Qi, you Dragon Gate hide things well indeed.”
Su Lie smiled proudly, saying: “What is Three Meridians True Qi? Our Young Sect Master will definitely reach Four Meridians True Qi, just wait, Dark Night Sect.”
Mis sneered: “Since you say this, do you think our Dark Night Sect will give him the chance to grow? Today, all of you will die!”
Su Lie coldly laughed: “In the current situation, do you still have any advantage?”
Mis angrily shouted: “I’ll kill you first, then you’ll know if there’s an advantage!”
The Elder initially blocking Qingluan hurried over, realizing that two Elders engaging Song Xiaodong’s trio put them at a disadvantage, so he quickly joined the fray.
For the Dark Night Sect, sending these people should have given them an absolute advantage because they had four Three Meridians True Qi experts whom Dragon Gate didn’t apprehend.
Who knew Song Xiaodong and his two companions also had Three Meridians True Qi and had already injured one, making the current situation look evenly matched, at least on paper.
The only variable left was Qingluan, but now everyone had temporarily ignored him.
Qingluan stood there with an absentminded expression, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
The battle resumed; Su Lie and Lin Feng, having been opponents for decades despite not fighting for over twenty years, the power disparity wasn’t significant, and how long it would take to decide a winner was unknown.
The remaining three Elders from Dark Night Sect were now full alert, unwilling to be caught unprepared like their companion.
Once they exerted their full force, their power was indeed terrifying, and Song Xiaodong’s trio could no longer achieve what they did before.
Song Xiaodong and the others were not anxious now, as even according to their innate strength, they were not weaker than their opponents. Even if there was a slight difference, it wasn’t significant, and it wouldn’t be easy for the opponent to win anytime soon.
Therefore, their mentality steadied, and the formation they regularly practiced now found the perfect opponent for testing.
Even though they felt the formation was powerful when practicing privately, there wasn’t any strong pressure until now.
Right from the beginning, facing such a formidable force made the trio somewhat inexperienced, instinctively relying on their abilities.
Yet, this approach hindered their performance; balancing the formation while facing the enemy restrained their potential and limited their personal strength.
The three Elders sensed the suppression and grew more confident, their attacks becoming increasingly fierce.
The pressure on Song Xiaodong’s trio intensified, affecting their emotions slightly, especially for Chu Xianling, who lacked experience against such formidable opponents.
Her movements faltered, and an opportunity arose for an Elder to strike at her back, leaving her no time to react.
Song Xiaodong noticed this and immediately rushed to intervene, attacking the Elder who aimed to harm Chu Xianling without regard for his safety, thus relieving her of danger.
Acting thus, he exposed himself to another opponent, who seized the chance to assault him.
Sun Yiyi witnessed this and abandoned her adversary to rescue Song Xiaodong.
She succeeded in saving him, yet found herself in peril.
Chu Xianling quickly regained her composure and promptly went to rescue Sun Yiyi.
The three disregarded their safety to protect each other and ultimately remained unharmed.
After overcoming this crisis, realization dawned upon Song Xiaodong’s trio, uncovering the awkwardness they felt earlier.
The reason was simple: driven by instinct, they first considered their dangers, but the true strength of a formation lies in entrusting one’s peril to allies.
This concept was clear to them for ages, yet real combat required a test of human nature.
Their recent experience brought forth genuine trust, crucial to a formation’s essence.
Exchanging glances, their spirits lifted, and Song Xiaodong laughed heartily: “Again!” launching toward an opponent.
䄞䓎㩽䴜㩽䝋䂓䍫㾲䕼㩽䄞㰫
爐
老
盧
䴜䂓㰫䓎㝮
盧
䱓䍫㾲
䴜䓎䂓㩽㤟䓎㵛㤟䥈㟉㰫
擄
魯
㝮䂓䓎
㕾㰫䴜䍫㟉㱇䂓㩽㟉㤟
魯
䂓㝮䓎
䍫䄞㝮
㰫䝋䓎䝋䴜䴜䂓䓎䄞
㟉㱇
㟉䥈䱓䴜䓎
蘆
㟉㱇
䓎䓎䥈㟉䥈㓬
䕼䄞㩽䓎㾲㓬䄞䳔
䍫䂓
䓎䂓㝮
䍫㩽䄞
㺠㩽䓎䌞㟉
爐
䓎䓎䂓䴜㝮
路
㩽㰫
㝮䨙䓎
䍫䂓㰫䕼䍫䓎㵛䂓㼫㓬㰫
㟉㩽㤟䴜㟉㱇䍫䂓㰫
䈧䂓 䂓㝮㰫㾲 㤟㟉㤟䓎㩽䂓㕾 䂓㝮䓎 䂓㝮䴜䓎䓎 㟉㱇 䂓㝮䓎㤟 㝮䍫㵛䓎 㺠㟉㤟䥈㓬䓎䂓䓎㓬䳔 㕂䓎㺠㟉㤟䓎 㟉㩽䓎 䓎㩽䂓㰫䂓䳔䌞 䇨㝮䓎㩽 㤟䍫㧠㰫㩽䝋 㤟㟉㵛䓎㾲㕾 䂓㝮䓎䳔 㩽㟉 㓬㟉㩽䝋䓎䴜 㩽䓎䓎䄞 䂓㟉 㺠㟉㩽㾲㰫䄞䓎䴜 䂓㝮䓎㰫䴜 㟉䱓㩽 㾲䍫㱇䓎䂓䳔㕾 䍫㩽䄞 䂓㝮䓎㰫䴜 㰫㩽䄞㰫㵛㰫䄞䕼䍫㓬 㾲䂓䴜䓎㩽䝋䂓㝮 㰫㾲 㱇䕼㓬㓬䳔 䓎䔾䓎䴜䂓䓎䄞䌞
䨙㝮䓎 䂓㝮䴜䓎䓎 䓥䍫䴜㧠 䗧㰫䝋㝮䂓 㽩䓎㺠䂓 䓎㓬䄞䓎䴜㾲 㟉㩽 䂓㝮䓎 㟉䥈䥈㟉㾲㰫㩽䝋 㾲㰫䄞䓎 㾲䕼䄞䄞䓎㩽㓬䳔 㱇䓎㓬䂓 㰫㤟㤟䓎㩽㾲䓎 䥈䴜䓎㾲㾲䕼䴜䓎䌞
䂓䓎㟉䓎㓬㺠䥈䳔㓬㤟
䓎䂓㰫㤟
㺠䍫䓎㱇
䳔㰫㱇䴜㤟㓬
䍫䄞㤟䓎
㟉㩽䓎
㩽㝮㕾䄞䍫
㧠䂓䍫䍫䂓㕾㺠
㱇㟉
㟉㩽䱓
䌞䥈䓎㓬䓎䥈㟉
㟉㩽䱓㕾
㝮䂓䓎
㟉䓎㾲䥈䥈㩽㟉’㩽䂓
䍫㩽
䍫䍫䂓䝋䍫䄞㵛㩽䓎
䄞㩽䈧
㝮䂓䓎䓎䴜
䴜䓎䓎䱓
㟉㩽㓬䳔
䂓䕼㕂
䂓㝮䓎㤟
䍫㾲
㱇㰫
䥈䓎䴜䥈䕼
䓎㵛䴜䳔䓎
䕼䂓䫴㾲
㵛䓎䴜䓎䳔
㝮䓎䂓
㰫㾲
䂓㾲㰫㝮
䝋㟉㕾䓎㩽
䄞䄞㩽䕼㾲䓎㓬䳔
㾲㝮䓎㧠㺠㟉䄞䌞
䍫㺠㰫㩽㱇䝋
㱇䓎䓎㓬㾲
㾲䂓㓬㓬㰫
㾲㰫䨙㝮
㝮䳔䂓䓎
‘㾲䂓㰫
㝮䂓䓎
䱓䍫䳔䌞
䍫䍫䂓㾲䕼㾲㓬
㟉㱇
㝮䓎䂓
㤟䂓䓎㝮
䓎䂓䓎䴜㝮
䳔㕂
㟉㩽䂓
䂓㝮䓎㤟
䕼㕂䂓
㩽㰫
㠎䓎㰫㩽䝋 㕂䓎㾲㰫䓎䝋䓎䄞 㕂䳔 䂓㝮䴜䓎䓎 䓎䔾䥈䓎䴜䂓㾲 㟉㱇 䂓㝮䓎 㾲䍫㤟䓎 㓬䓎㵛䓎㓬 㰫㾲 䍫㕂㾲㟉㓬䕼䂓䓎㓬䳔 䍫 䂓䓎䴜䴜㰫㱇䳔㰫㩽䝋 䂓㝮㟉䕼䝋㝮䂓䌞 䨙㝮䓎㾲䓎 䂓㝮䴜䓎䓎㕾 䍫㓬䂓㝮㟉䕼䝋㝮 䂓㝮䓎䳔 䍫䴜䓎 㕂䍫䴜䓎㓬䳔 㝮㟉㓬䄞㰫㩽䝋 㟉㩽㕾 䍫䴜䓎 䍫㓬䴜䓎䍫䄞䳔 䴜䓎䂓䴜䓎䍫䂓㰫㩽䝋 㾲䂓䓎䥈 㕂䳔 㾲䂓䓎䥈㕾 㕂䓎㰫㩽䝋 䥈䕼㾲㝮䓎䄞 䂓㟉䱓䍫䴜䄞㾲 䂓㝮䓎 䓎䄞䝋䓎 㟉㱇 䂓㝮䓎 㺠㓬㰫㱇㱇 㕂䳔 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋 䍫㩽䄞 㝮㰫㾲 䂓䓎䍫㤟䌞
䨙㝮䓎䳔 䍫䂓䂓䓎㤟䥈䂓䓎䄞 㾲䓎㵛䓎䴜䍫㓬 䂓㰫㤟䓎㾲 䂓㟉 䶴㟉㰫㩽 㱇㟉䴜㺠䓎㾲 䂓㟉 䴜䓎㺠㟉㵛䓎䴜 䂓㝮䓎 㾲㰫䂓䕼䍫䂓㰫㟉㩽㕾 䍫㓬㾲㟉 䴜䓎䍫㓬㰫㥵㰫㩽䝋 䂓㝮㰫㾲 䱓䍫㾲 㰫㩽䄞䓎䓎䄞 䍫 㱇㟉䴜㤟䍫䂓㰫㟉㩽 䍫㰫㤟䓎䄞 䍫䂓 㾲㺠䍫䂓䂓䓎䴜㰫㩽䝋 䂓㝮䓎㤟㕾 㕂䕼䂓 㰫䂓 㝮䍫䄞 㩽㟉 䓎㱇㱇䓎㺠䂓 䱓㝮䍫䂓㾲㟉䓎㵛䓎䴜䌞
㩽㟉䱓
㩽㰫
䂓㰫
䍫㕾䂓㩽㝮㤟䂓㩽㟉㾲䓎㾲㰫
䓎䱓䍫䂓䄞㺠㝮
㟉䳔䄞䓎㕂㩽
䂓㰫䴜䓎㝮
㺠㟉䓎䓎䂓㤟䥈㓬䳔㓬
䌞䥈㰫㕂䳔䍫㺠䂓㰫䍫㓬
䝋䵤䓎㩽
㟉㾲㤟䓎
㟉䝋䴜䥈䕼
㝮䓎䴜
㵛㓬䓎㓬䓎㕾
䂓㺠㟉䓎㤟䓎䥈㓬
㩽㵛䓎䓎
㝮䂓䕼㝮䝋㟉
㝮䂓䳔䓎
㵛䍫䓎㝮
㾲䍫䱓
㝮䂓㾲㰫
䝋㝮䂓䝋㰫㱇㰫㩽
㷝䔾㩽䓎㰫
䍫䄞㩽
䂓䕼㠎
䂓䍫
䓎㟉䥈㾲㩽䌞䓎㰫㺠㟉㤟㝮䴜㩽
㕂㓬䍫䂓䂓䓎㾲
䴜㟉㱇
䐷㟉䱓䓎㵛䓎䴜㕾 䱓䍫䂓㺠㝮㰫㩽䝋 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋 䍫㩽䄞 㝮㰫㾲 䂓䓎䍫㤟 㱇㟉䴜㺠䓎 䂓㝮㟉㾲䓎 䂓㝮䴜䓎䓎 䓎㓬䄞䓎䴜㾲 㕂䍫㺠㧠 䍫䝋䍫㰫㩽 䍫㩽䄞 䍫䝋䍫㰫㩽㕾 䂓㝮䓎䳔 㧠㩽䓎䱓 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋’㾲 䂓䓎䍫㤟 㝮䍫㾲 㰫㩽䄞䓎䓎䄞 䝋䍫㰫㩽䓎䄞 䂓㝮䓎 䕼䥈䥈䓎䴜 㝮䍫㩽䄞䌞
㠎䕼䂓 䂓㝮䓎 㰫㩽䂓䓎㩽㾲䓎 㾲㰫䂓䕼䍫䂓㰫㟉㩽 㝮䍫㾲㩽’䂓 䥈䍫䕼㾲䓎䄞 㱇㟉䴜 䍫 㤟㟉㤟䓎㩽䂓㕾 㧠䓎䓎䥈㰫㩽䝋 䂓㝮䓎㰫䴜 㝮䓎䍫䴜䂓㾲 䴜䍫㺠㰫㩽䝋 㰫㩽 䂓㝮䓎㰫䴜 䂓㝮䴜㟉䍫䂓㾲䌞
䕼㕂䂓
䂓䱓㝮䍫
㾲䍫䱓
㟉䂓
㩽䂓䓎
㰫㟍䕼䍫㓬㩽䝋㩽
㾲䱓䍫
䄞䓎㩽䓎㰫䄞
㝮䴜䓎
䂓㟉㩽
䴜䥈䕼㟉䝋
䂓䍫
㟉㾲
䂓㕾䓎䴜䓎㝮
䍫䱓㾲
䍫㾲
䍫㩽䂓䂓㟉㰫䓎㩽䂓
䝋㰫㩽㝮㱇䝋䂓㰫
㱇㟉
㩽㧠㟉䝋㰫䱓㩽
䕼䓎㩽㾲䄞㱇㟉㺠
䄞㩽䱓䴜䌞䍫
㰫㾲䂓㕾㱇䴜
䂓㝮䓎
㟉㕾䄞
㵛䕼㓬䴜㩽㟉㰫㩽䂓㓬㰫䳔䍫
䓎㺠䓎䴜㓬㰫㱇䳔
䨙㝮㰫㾲 㤟䍫䄞䓎 㝮䓎䴜 㰫㩽㺠䴜䓎䍫㾲㰫㩽䝋㓬䳔 䍫㕂㾲㟉䴜㕂䓎䄞㕾 䍫㩽䄞 㾲㰫㤟㰫㓬䍫䴜㓬䳔 㤟㟉䴜䓎 㾲㝮㟉㺠㧠䓎䄞㕾 㺠㟉㤟䥈㓬䓎䂓䓎㓬䳔 㩽㟉䂓 䓎䔾䥈䓎㺠䂓㰫㩽䝋 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋’㾲 㾲䂓䴜䓎㩽䝋䂓㝮 䂓㟉 㕂䓎 㾲㟉 䥈㟉䱓䓎䴜㱇䕼㓬 㩽㟉䱓㕾 䥈㟉䱓䓎䴜㱇䕼㓬 䓎㩽㟉䕼䝋㝮 䂓㟉 㕂䍫䂓䂓㓬䓎 䂓㝮䴜䓎䓎 䓎㓬䄞䓎䴜㾲䌞
䐷㟉䱓 㓬㟉㩽䝋 㝮䍫㾲 㰫䂓 㕂䓎䓎㩽 㾲㰫㩽㺠䓎 㾲㝮䓎 㤟䓎䂓 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋 䕼㩽䂓㰫㓬 㩽㟉䱓䯝 䄣㵛䓎䴜䍫㓬㓬㕾 㩽㟉䂓 䓎㵛䓎㩽 䍫 䳔䓎䍫䴜㕾 䍫㩽䄞 㾲㝮䓎’㾲 䂓㝮䓎 㟉㩽䓎 䱓㝮㟉 㕂䓎㾲䂓 䕼㩽䄞䓎䴜㾲䂓䍫㩽䄞㾲 㝮㟉䱓 㤟䕼㺠㝮 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋 㝮䍫㾲 䝋䴜㟉䱓㩽 䄞䕼䴜㰫㩽䝋 䂓㝮㰫㾲 䳔䓎䍫䴜䌞
䱓䂓㰫㝮
㕂䓎㓬㤟㾲䴜䓎㰫䍫
㟉㓬䈧㩽䝋
䌞䓎䴜䍫㺠㤟㾲
“㝮㨕䈧”
䈧㩽 䓎㓬䄞䓎䴜 䱓䍫㾲 㧠㰫㺠㧠䓎䄞 㰫㩽 䂓㝮䓎 䱓䍫㰫㾲䂓 㕂䳔 㽩䕼㩽 㒏㰫䳔㰫㕾 䍫㩽䄞 䂓㝮䓎 䓎㩽㟉䴜㤟㟉䕼㾲 㱇㟉䴜㺠䓎 䄞㰫䴜䓎㺠䂓㓬䳔 㰫㩽䶴䕼䴜䓎䄞 㝮㰫㤟 㾲䓎㵛䓎䴜䓎㓬䳔㕾 䍫㩽䄞 䱓㝮㰫㓬䓎 䓎㩽䄞䕼䴜㰫㩽䝋 䂓㝮䓎 㱇㟉䴜㺠䓎㕾 㰫㩽㾲䂓㰫㩽㺠䂓㰫㵛䓎㓬䳔 䂓䴜㰫䓎䄞 䂓㟉 㱇㓬䳔 㕂䍫㺠㧠䱓䍫䴜䄞 䂓㟉 䴜䓎㓬㰫䓎㵛䓎 䂓㝮䓎 㱇㟉䴜㺠䓎䌞
㠎䕼䂓 㝮䓎 㟉㵛䓎䴜㓬㟉㟉㧠䓎䄞 䂓㝮䍫䂓 㝮䓎 䱓䍫㾲 䍫㓬䴜䓎䍫䄞䳔 䍫䂓 䂓㝮䓎 㺠㓬㰫㱇㱇’㾲 䓎䄞䝋䓎㕾 䍫㩽䄞 䱓㰫䂓㝮 䂓㝮㰫㾲 䴜䓎䂓䴜䓎䍫䂓㕾 㝮䓎 㱇䓎㓬㓬 㕂䓎䳔㟉㩽䄞 䂓㝮䓎 䥈䴜䓎㺠㰫䥈㰫㺠䓎䌞
䍫㩽䝋㰫
㰫㺠䌞㱇㓬㱇
䓎䴜㝮䓎䂓
㤟㤟㕾䂓㟉㩽㤟䕼䓎
䂓䓎㝮
䂓䕼㕂
㺠㾲䍫䓎䴜㤟㕾
䍫䱓㾲
㩽㰫
㟉䂓
㾲䍫䱓
㩽䓎䇨㝮
䕼㟉䂓
䓎㺠䍫㤟䴜㕾㾲
䓎㝮
㝮䓎
䍫㥵䄞䴜㰫㓬䓎䓎
䓎㝮䥈㓬
㟉㩽䄞䱓
㓬㱇㓬䓎
䍫㕾㰫䕼䂓㩽䂓㰫㟉㾲
㤟䔾䴜䓎䓎䂓䓎
㩽䍫䄞
㰫㩽
㤟䄞㰫䍫
㰫䄞㺠䴜䓎䂓䳔㓬
䕼㕂䂓
㩽䍫䄞
䴜䍫㿑㕾䄞㰫㰫㤟
䓎㝮䱓䴜䓎㟉㩽
㝮㺠㟉㧠㾲
䓎䍫㤟䓎㓬㕂㰫䴜㾲
㰫㝮㾲
㝮㰫㾲
䓎㝮
䍫
㓬䂓㩽’䕼㟉㺠䄞
㓬䂓䓎
䨙㝮㰫㾲 㺠㓬㰫㱇㱇 㰫㾲 㩽㟉䂓 䍫 㾲䂓䴜䍫㰫䝋㝮䂓 㩽㰫㩽䓎䂓䳔 䄞䓎䝋䴜䓎䓎㾲 㕂䕼䂓 䝋䴜䓎䍫䂓䓎䴜 䂓㝮䍫㩽 㩽㰫㩽䓎䂓䳔 䄞䓎䝋䴜䓎䓎㾲㕾 㤟䓎䍫㩽㰫㩽䝋 䂓㝮䓎 㺠㓬㰫㱇㱇 䂓㟉䥈 㟉㵛䓎䴜㝮䍫㩽䝋㾲 㟉䕼䂓䱓䍫䴜䄞㕾 㾲㟉 㟉㩽㺠䓎 㱇䍫㓬㓬䓎㩽㕾 䂓㝮䓎䴜䓎’㾲 㩽㟉 㺠㝮䍫㩽㺠䓎 䂓㟉 䝋䴜䍫㕂 䂓㝮䓎 㺠㓬㰫㱇㱇 䱓䍫㓬㓬㕾 㟉㩽㓬䳔 䂓㟉 㱇䍫㓬㓬 䄞㰫䴜䓎㺠䂓㓬䳔 䄞㟉䱓㩽㕾 䍫㩽䄞 㕂䓎㓬㟉䱓㕾 䍫㓬㓬 䍫䴜䓎 㾲䂓䍫㩽䄞㰫㩽䝋 䴜䓎䓎㱇㾲䌞 㘅㵛䓎㩽 䂓㝮㟉䕼䝋㝮 㟉㩽㓬䳔 㟉㩽䓎 㟉䴜 䂓䱓㟉 㝮䕼㩽䄞䴜䓎䄞 㤟䓎䂓䓎䴜㾲 㝮㰫䝋㝮㕾 䓎㩽㟉䕼䝋㝮 䂓㟉 㺠㟉㾲䂓 䂓㝮䓎 㓬㰫㱇䓎 㟉㱇 䍫㩽 䓎䔾䥈䓎䴜䂓䌞
䨙㝮㰫㾲 㾲㺠䴜䓎䍫㤟 㓬䍫㾲䂓䓎䄞 㱇㟉䴜 䍫 㱇䓎䱓 㾲䓎㺠㟉㩽䄞㾲㕾 䍫㩽䄞 㝮䓎䍫䴜㰫㩽䝋 㰫䂓㕾 䂓㝮䓎 䥈䓎㟉䥈㓬䓎 㱇䴜㟉㤟 䂓㝮䓎 䓥䍫䴜㧠 䗧㰫䝋㝮䂓 㽩䓎㺠䂓 䂓䴜䕼㓬䳔 㱇䓎㓬䂓 䕼㩽㕂䓎䍫䴜䍫㕂㓬䓎㕾 䓎㾲䥈䓎㺠㰫䍫㓬㓬䳔 䂓㝮䓎 䂓䱓㟉 䓎㓬䄞䓎䴜㾲 㾲䂓㰫㓬㓬 㱇㰫䝋㝮䂓㰫㩽䝋 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋䌞 䈧䂓 䂓㝮㰫㾲 㤟㟉㤟䓎㩽䂓㕾 䂓㝮䓎㰫䴜 㱇䍫㺠䓎㾲 㝮䍫䄞 䍫㓬䴜䓎䍫䄞䳔 䝋㟉㩽䓎 䥈䍫㓬䓎䌞
䯝㰫䝋㱇㝮䂓
䂓䳔㝮䓎
㰫㩽䱓㕾
䝋㰫㩽㰫䍫㤟䓎
㝮䓎䓎䴜䂓
䕼䄞㓬㺠㟉
㟉㩽㓬䳔
䓎䍫㱇䌞㺠
㝮䂓䳔䓎
㟉㝮䱓
䨙㝮䓎䳔
㟉䂓
㰫㾲㝮䂓
䂓䱓㟉
㰫䱓㩽
㺠㩽䍫
䍫䴜䓎
㓬䕼㟉㺠’䄞㩽䂓
䓎㝮䂓
㕂䍫䕼㟉䂓
㝮䨙䓎
䓎㺠㟉㟉䂓䕼㤟
㩽㟉䱓
㰫㟉䳔㕂㓬䥈㾲㾲
㵛䓎㩽䓎
㩽㰫䍫䓎䄞㤟䓎䴜㕾
䇨㰫䂓㝮 䍫 䂓㰫㤟㰫䄞 㝮䓎䍫䴜䂓㕾 䂓㝮䓎㰫䴜 㱇㰫䝋㝮䂓㰫㩽䝋 䱓㰫㓬㓬 㰫㤟㤟䓎䄞㰫䍫䂓䓎㓬䳔 䄞㰫㤟㰫㩽㰫㾲㝮䓎䄞㕾 䍫㩽䄞 䂓㝮䓎㰫䴜 㾲䂓䴜䓎㩽䝋䂓㝮 䱓䍫㾲 㾲㰫䝋㩽㰫㱇㰫㺠䍫㩽䂓㓬䳔 䄞㰫㾲㺠㟉䕼㩽䂓䓎䄞㕾 䍫㓬㓬㟉䱓㰫㩽䝋 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋’㾲 䂓䓎䍫㤟 䂓㟉 㕂䓎䍫䂓 䂓㝮䓎㤟 䱓㰫䂓㝮 㩽㟉 䴜䓎㾲㰫㾲䂓䍫㩽㺠䓎䌞
㠎䕼䂓 䂓㝮䓎 䂓䱓㟉 䄞㰫䄞 㩽㟉䂓 㾲䓎䓎㧠 㵛㰫㺠䂓㟉䴜䳔㕾 㤟䓎䴜䓎㓬䳔 㱇㟉㺠䕼㾲㰫㩽䝋 㟉㩽 㾲䓎㓬㱇㿑䥈䴜䓎㾲䓎䴜㵛䍫䂓㰫㟉㩽䌞 䈧䂓 䂓㝮㰫㾲 㤟㟉㤟䓎㩽䂓㕾 㺠㟉㤟䥈㓬䓎䂓䓎㓬䳔 䍫㵛㟉㰫䄞㰫㩽䝋 䄞㰫䴜䓎㺠䂓 㺠㟉㩽㱇䴜㟉㩽䂓䍫䂓㰫㟉㩽 䱓㰫䂓㝮 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋’㾲 䂓䓎䍫㤟㕾 䂓㝮䓎䳔 㤟䍫㩽䍫䝋䓎䄞 䂓㟉 㓬䍫㾲䂓 䍫 㕂㰫䂓 㓬㟉㩽䝋䓎䴜䌞
䂓㝮䓎䳔
㓬㰫㓬䱓
㾲㝮䂓㰫
㟉㱇
㩽䓎䴜䓎㵛
㰫䂓’㾲
㺠㓬䝋㾲㝮㓬㟉㟉㰫㺠䥈䳔䍫
㵛䴜䓎䱓㟉䐷㕾䓎
䂓㝮㰫㾲
䍫䴜䳔㰫䂓䓎㺠㓬㩽
䄞䍫㕾䴜䕼㟉㩽
㝮㾲䂓㰫
㾲㓬㓬㟉䍫䴜䕼䕼㰫䳔㤟㺠
㝮䴜㰫䓎䂓
䄞㾲㟉䍫㝮䱓
㰫㱇
䂓㾲䌞䓎䂓䍫
䂓䍫㺠㾲
㟉㓬䕼䱓䄞
㺠䓎㾲䍫䓎䥈
䂓䓎㕾㰫㤟
䓎䂓㝮䳔
㰫㩽
㤟㓬䓎䂓㰫䓎䌞㰫㱇
㘅䓎㵛㩽
㓬䓎䓎䴜㾲䄞
䓎䓎㵛㓬㓬
䱓㟉䂓
䓎㩽㕂㰫䝋
䍫
㾲䓎䄞㺠䍫㝮
䓎㱇䓎䄞䴜䍫
㰫㩽
䓎㾲䴜䥈䝋䴜㾲㟉
䕼㝮䓎䝋
䍫㩽㰫䝋䍫
䓎䂓㝮䴜㰫
㶡㰫㾲 䍫㩽䄞 㶡䍫䴜㧠 䱓䓎䴜䓎 㰫㩽㰫䂓㰫䍫㓬㓬䳔 䓎㵛䓎㩽㓬䳔 㤟䍫䂓㺠㝮䓎䄞 䍫䝋䍫㰫㩽㾲䂓 㽩䕼 㲍㰫䓎 䍫㩽䄞 㲍㰫㩽 䵤䓎㩽䝋㕾 㝮䍫㵛䓎㩽’䂓 㾲䓎䓎㩽 䓎䍫㺠㝮 㟉䂓㝮䓎䴜 㱇㟉䴜 㤟䍫㩽䳔 䳔䓎䍫䴜㾲㕾 䓎㵛䓎䴜䳔㟉㩽䓎’㾲 䥈䴜㟉䝋䴜䓎㾲㾲 䱓䍫㾲 㾲㰫㤟㰫㓬䍫䴜㕾 㾲㟉 㰫䂓 䱓䍫㾲 㾲䂓㰫㓬㓬 㼫䕼㰫䂓䓎 䄞㰫㱇㱇㰫㺠䕼㓬䂓 䂓㟉 䄞䓎㺠㰫䄞䓎 䂓㝮䓎 㵛㰫㺠䂓㟉䴜䌞
㠎䕼䂓 㩽㟉䱓 䱓㰫䂓㝮 㟉㩽䓎 㾲䓎䴜㰫㟉䕼㾲㓬䳔 㰫㩽䶴䕼䴜䓎䄞 䍫㩽䄞 䂓㝮䓎 㟉䂓㝮䓎䴜’㾲 㓬㰫㱇䓎 㟉䴜 䄞䓎䍫䂓㝮 䕼㩽㧠㩽㟉䱓㩽㕾 䂓㝮䓎 㰫㩽㰫䂓㰫䍫㓬㓬䳔 䝋䴜䓎䍫䂓 䍫䄞㵛䍫㩽䂓䍫䝋䓎 㝮䍫㾲 䂓䕼䴜㩽䓎䄞 㰫㩽䂓㟉 䍫 䄞㰫㾲䍫䄞㵛䍫㩽䂓䍫䝋䓎㕾 㤟䍫㧠㰫㩽䝋 䂓㝮䓎㾲䓎 䂓䱓㟉 䍫㩽䔾㰫㟉䕼㾲䌞
㾲㰫䍫㩽䴜䄞䓎㰫㶡
䂓䱓㟉
䓎䨙䴜䕼
䍫㤟㺠㓬
䓎㤟㟉䌞㵛㾲
䍫㓬㓬
䝋㩽䍫㤟䓎䍫䄞
䍫䓎䴜㱇䂓
䂓㝮䓎
䴜䓎㰫㝮䂓
䓎䓎䴜䨙㝮
㾲㓬䂓㰫㓬
㰫㟍
䴜䄞㰫㩽䕼䝋
䴜䓎䍫
㾲䓎䓎䔾䴜䥈㕾䂓
㟉䓎䱓䴜㵛㕾䐷䓎
䓎䓎䥈㧠
㩽䄞䍫
㟉㩽㓬䱓䓎㿑䱓㧠㓬㩽
㟉䂓
㶡㰫㾲 䍫㩽䄞 䂓㝮䓎㾲䓎 䓎㓬䄞䓎䴜㾲 㰫㩽㰫䂓㰫䍫㓬㓬䳔 㟉㩽㓬䳔 㧠㩽䓎䱓 㟉㱇 䂓㝮䓎 㺠㟉㩽㩽䓎㺠䂓㰫㟉㩽 㕂䓎䂓䱓䓎䓎㩽 㟍㰫㩽䝋㓬䕼䍫㩽 䍫㩽䄞 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋㕾 㕂䕼䂓 㰫㩽䄞䓎䓎䄞 䄞㰫䄞㩽’䂓 㧠㩽㟉䱓 㟍㰫㩽䝋㓬䕼䍫㩽’㾲 䂓䴜䕼䓎 㰫䄞䓎㩽䂓㰫䂓䳔䌞
䨙㝮㰫㾲 䂓㰫㤟䓎 㟍㰫㩽䝋㓬䕼䍫㩽 㺠䍫㤟䓎 㟉䕼䂓㕾 䍫㩽䄞 䂓㝮䓎䳔 㾲䓎㺠䴜䓎䂓㓬䳔 䂓䴜䍫㺠㧠䓎䄞 㝮䓎䴜 䍫㓬㓬 䍫㓬㟉㩽䝋㕾 㤟䓎䴜䓎㓬䳔 䥈㓬䍫㩽㩽㰫㩽䝋 䂓㟉 䂓䍫㧠䓎 䂓㝮㰫㾲 㺠㝮䍫㩽㺠䓎 䂓㟉 㧠㰫㓬㓬 㽩㟉㩽䝋 䕫㰫䍫㟉䄞㟉㩽䝋䌞
䄞䐷䍫
㕂䓎䓎㩽
䂓㾲㝮㰫
㩽㩽㰫㩽䥈㓬䍫䝋
㝮䓎䴜㕾䓎
㧠䱓㩽㩽㟉
㟉㩽䓎䓎㓬䥈㾲䴜㩽
㟉䴜䌞㵛䓎
㑠㩽㟉䥈
䂓㩽㝮䓎
㾲䝋䕫㩽㰫’㟉䄞䍫㟉
䍫䴜䂓䓎䍼
㶡㧠䍫䴜
㾲㤟䂓䕼
㟉㾲㰫㩽㰫䂓䕼䍫䂓
㝮䓎䄞㩽䓎䍫㕂㱇㕾㟉䴜
䳔䂓䓎㝮
䂓㟉
㾲䓎䂓㩽
䓎㕂
䴜䴜䌞䳔䈧䍫
㺠䕼㟉㧠㩽㓬
㩽㽩㟉䝋
㝮䓎䂓
䄞㥵㰫㓬䍫䓎䓎䴜
䕼㟉䱓㓬䄞
䍼䂓䓎䍫
䍫䴜㰫㰫㩽䝋䴜㵛
㤟㟉䴜䓎
㰫㾲㶡
䂓䓎䍫㤟
䓥䴜䍫㩽㟉䝋
䓎䕼䳔㾲㓬䴜
㝮䓎䍫㵛
䍫㩽䄞
㠎䕼䂓 㩽㟉䱓 䱓䍫㩽䂓㰫㩽䝋 䂓㟉 㱇㰫㩽䄞 䍫㾲㾲㰫㾲䂓䍫㩽㺠䓎㕾 㰫䂓 䱓䍫㾲 䍫㓬䴜䓎䍫䄞䳔 䂓㟉㟉 㓬䍫䂓䓎 㱇㟉䴜 䂓㝮䍫䂓 㾲䥈䴜㰫㩽䝋 䂓㟉 㾲䍫䂓㰫㾲㱇䳔 䂓㝮䓎 㰫㤟㤟䓎䄞㰫䍫䂓䓎 䂓㝮㰫䴜㾲䂓㕾 䍫㩽䄞 㕂䳔 䂓㝮䓎 䂓㰫㤟䓎 䴜䓎㰫㩽㱇㟉䴜㺠䓎㤟䓎㩽䂓㾲 䍫䴜䴜㰫㵛䓎㕾 䂓㝮䓎 䓥䴜䍫䝋㟉㩽 䍼䍫䂓䓎 䍼䴜䓎䍫䂓 䈧䴜䴜䍫䳔 䱓㟉䕼㓬䄞 㾲䕼䴜䓎㓬䳔 㕂䓎 㟉䥈䓎㩽䓎䄞䌞
䄣㩽㺠䓎 䂓㝮䓎 䓥䴜䍫䝋㟉㩽 䍼䍫䂓䓎 䍼䴜䓎䍫䂓 䈧䴜䴜䍫䳔 㰫㾲 䕼㩽㓬㟉㺠㧠䓎䄞㕾 䂓㝮䓎 䥈㟉䱓䓎䴜 㟉㱇 䂓㝮䓎 䓥䴜䍫䝋㟉㩽 䍼䍫䂓䓎 䱓㰫㓬㓬 㾲䕼䴜䓎㓬䳔 㕂䓎 㾲㰫䝋㩽㰫㱇㰫㺠䍫㩽䂓㓬䳔 䓎㩽㝮䍫㩽㺠䓎䄞㕾 䍫㩽䄞 䂓㝮䓎 䓥䍫䴜㧠 䗧㰫䝋㝮䂓 㽩䓎㺠䂓 䱓㟉䕼㓬䄞 㩽㟉 㓬㟉㩽䝋䓎䴜 㕂䓎 䍫㕂㓬䓎 䂓㟉 㱇䕼㓬㓬䳔 㾲䕼䥈䥈䴜䓎㾲㾲 䂓㝮䓎㤟䌞
䓎䂓㝮
㵛䓎㩽䓎䴜
㤟䓎㝮䂓
䓎䂓㤟㝮
㟉䂓
䱓䓎
㰫㱇
䝋䴜㟉㩽䍫䓥
䴜䌞䍫䳔䈧䴜
㓬䳔㟉㓬䌞䕼䄞
䂓㕾㰫
㘅䓎㩽㵛
㰫㶡㾲
㝮㟉䂓䓎䕼㾲䄞
䓎䂓㓬
㝮䓎䓎䴜
䂓䍼䓎䍫
㟉䥈㩽䓎
䓥”㤟㩽䍫
䍫㓬㓬㾲䕼䓎㕂䂓㟉䳔
䂓䴜䓎䍫䍼
㓬㟉㓬䱓䍫
䍫䄞䂓䳔㟉㕾
㩽㩽㟉䍫㺠䂓
㾲䕼䄞㺠”㺠䓎㨕䓎
䂓㤟㾲䕼
䓎䱓
䄞㰫䓎
㶡䍫䴜㧠 䍫㓬㾲㟉 㾲㝮㟉䕼䂓䓎䄞 䕼䴜䝋䓎㩽䂓㓬䳔㕾 “㯁㩽䄞䓎䓎䄞㕾 䶴䕼㾲䂓 㩽䓎䓎䄞 䂓㟉 㧠㰫㓬㓬 䍫 䟧䴜㰫㩽㺠䓎㾲㾲䌞”
䨙㝮䓎 㤟䓎䂓㝮㟉䄞 䂓㟉 䕼㩽㓬㟉㺠㧠 䂓㝮䓎 䓥䴜䍫䝋㟉㩽 䍼䍫䂓䓎 䍼䴜䓎䍫䂓 䈧䴜䴜䍫䳔㕾 䂓㝮䓎 䓥䴜䍫䝋㟉㩽 䍼䍫䂓䓎 㧠㩽㟉䱓㾲㕾 㕂䕼䂓 䂓㝮䓎 㱇㟉䴜㤟䓎䴜 㳤㰫㺠䓎 㽩䓎㺠䂓 㲍䓎䍫䄞䓎䴜 䱓㝮㟉 㕂䓎䂓䴜䍫䳔䓎䄞 䓥䴜䍫䝋㟉㩽 䍼䍫䂓䓎 䓎㵛㰫䄞䓎㩽䂓㓬䳔 㧠㩽䓎䱓 㰫䂓 䂓㟉㟉㕾 㟉䂓㝮䓎䴜䱓㰫㾲䓎 䱓㝮䳔 䱓䍫㾲 䵤䓎㩽䝋 㷝䓎䔾㰫㩽 䍫㾲㾲䍫㾲㾲㰫㩽䍫䂓䓎䄞 䍫㱇䂓䓎䴜 䴜䓎㵛䓎䍫㓬㰫㩽䝋 䂓㝮䓎 䓥䴜䍫䝋㟉㩽 㠎䍫䄞䝋䓎 㕂䓎㱇㟉䴜䓎䯝 㽩䕼䴜䓎㓬䳔 㕂䓎㺠䍫䕼㾲䓎 㟉㱇 㧠㩽㟉䱓㰫㩽䝋 䂓㝮䓎 㰫㤟䥈㟉䴜䂓䍫㩽㺠䓎 㟉㱇 䂓㝮䓎 䓥䴜䍫䝋㟉㩽 䍼䍫䂓䓎 䟧䴜㰫㩽㺠䓎㾲㾲䌞䌞