Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

"My child, all your efforts are in vain."

In 1946, after the Second Global War, Zhengguo began to recuperate and recuperate after ending the Southeast Campaign and the Pacific War.

Thirteen-year-old Liu Li began to inherit the martial arts inherited from his family.

When he wakes up every morning, before doing his morning exercises, the first thing he hears is his father's calm, but not encouraging, voice.

"All this is meaningless."

My father is gentle. Father is powerful. Fathers are never willing to speak harshly to their children.

My father has no right arm.

The Liu family is one of the few families in Zhengguo that has inherited a complete set of Lingwu tactics. This is extremely rare for most Lingwu families who have lost their classics due to the loss of their spiritual energy and the death of their heirs.

Because warriors in the spiritless era were prone to early death, the fact that they could survive thousands of years of war and still remain intact, and create a famous inheritance, was enough to prove the superiority of the inheritance and the excellence of the successors.

As for the Liu family with such a reputation, all boys must begin preliminary martial arts training when they begin to develop in adolescence to polish their bodies and develop the physical fitness required for subsequent training.

However, there is a strange tradition in the Liu family - although martial arts training is compulsory, if the children of the Liu family really want to quit and swear never to practice martial arts again in their lives, they will never be exposed to it again. He also gave up the family's inheritance permanently, so that he could not inherit the family's martial arts and become an ordinary ordinary person.

No one will despise people who quit. Everyone thinks this is a normal choice, just like some people like to eat durian and some people don't.

If that's the case, then don't force it.

In fact, before Liu Li, several of his cousins ​​gave up on the path of martial arts because they couldn't stand the hard martial arts training.

But Liu Li was different.

"Good morning, father."

Every morning, when he first woke up, after hearing his father's calm voice, he always replied in the same calm voice: "What's your morning training?"

Liu Li actually didn't understand why there was such a tradition in the family, and why his father, who never said harsh words, would always look for opportunities to hit himself in the morning, saying that it was all meaningless and in vain...

But it doesn't matter, he never takes it to heart anyway.

Liu Li has a big heart and is very forgetful of bad moods. This may be a talent for practicing martial arts, which allows him to always continue to exercise calmly and focusedly, day after day.

The martial arts inherited by the Liu family are not mysterious, but they are not simple either. Even if you can only practice the guidance part in the spiritless era, you still need to practice hard day and night for more than ten years to achieve perfection.

After all, this is not just a simple move routine, but also involves a lot of body-building and mind-training, many of which are difficult beyond the limits of the human body, and most of them should be things that can only be practiced normally if you have spiritual power.

After the spiritual energy is cut off, many originally simple physical strengthening processes can only be achieved through hard training day after day, so that the initial guidance process that originally only took a genius a few days to complete can take decades of ordinary talents.

Many people, most of the Liu family's children, quit in the middle of the training because they couldn't bear it. Among Liu Li's generation, there were only two people who persisted in learning, himself, and one of his cousins ​​who had the same stubborn temper. younger brother.

Unlike Liu Li, who regarded martial arts as a rather difficult hobby, this cousin insisted on practicing martial arts just because of a simple rebellious mentality.

——You don’t let me learn, do you think it’s futile for me to learn martial arts? I just want to practice martial arts and show you an achievement!

The arduous martial arts training process accompanied the two children through their childhood.

Run with heavy loads, swing your fists and swords, exercise your steps, master your balance, breathe, meditate and refine your spirit...

While other children were playing, the two teenagers spent every spare time after school and every weekend afternoon in the training room.

"You can't fight against the strong, you can't use martial arts on other ordinary people, and you can't bully the weak because you think you are strong."

At that time, his father always warned Liu Li like this.

['Martial' is a tool used by the weak to attack the stronger, and 'Martial' is a ladder used by the strong to challenge the higher peaks. 'Martial' should not be used on the weak. This behavior is a violation of the word 'Martial'. Humiliation].

Liu Li has always been a good boy. He feels that what his father said is right and he really shouldn't do this.

After all, for him, martial arts is just a hobby. As long as no one bullies him, he will naturally not use his hobbies to bully others, just like no one would want to bully others with his erhu. Others do.

--indeed.

To punch the weak, you need to use skills, muscles that have been trained for a long time, and skills soaked in the sweat of so many years of hard training in the cold and summer...

This kind of thing really insulted his fist.

As time passed, Liu Li continued to grow older, and his mastery of martial arts became more and more proficient.

Soon, 1952.

When Liu Li was nineteen years old, his one-armed father stood in the training ground and sighed.

"I have nothing more to teach you."

Some lonely men said this: "As long as you continue to sharpen your boxing skills, maintain your own condition, and occasionally compete with your cousin to gain more practical experience, you should be able to successfully reach the master level and become enough to establish a sect and teach A teacher of martial arts.”

“In this day and age, you’ve gone as far as you can go—and there’s no way up anymore.”

"Just the Master?"

Liu Li, who received such an evaluation, was so confused at the time that he even asked with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Isn't there a stronger state? I think I can become stronger, and it's not just that."

To this day, sixty-seven years later, Liu Li still remembers the slightly sad look in his father's eyes when he touched his missing right arm.

"Liu Li, this effort is in vain."

"In an age like this, there is no point in practicing martial arts."

Father never lies. Father never cheats. A father never exaggerates about his son.

My father always told the truth.

Liu Li knew that what his father said was absolutely correct.

His ten years of hard training were, in a sense, in vain.

Because there is ‘technology’ in this world.

Because there are ‘guns’ in this world.

same.

Because this world once had the existence of ‘extraordinary beings’.

Because this world once had the existence of ‘spiritual energy’.

When he became an adult, Liu Li, who graduated from a second-class college, had difficulty finding a job due to professional reasons. The same was true for his cousin who was half a year younger than him. The two of them were idle at home and went for interviews from time to time to see if they could get lucky. Hire yourself at a company that desperately needs people.

The second global war ended and the world economy was extremely prosperous. In theory, even if a beggar who knew nothing came to the city, it would not be difficult to find a job.

However, the two of them seemed to be unlucky. Although they were college graduates, they could not find a position that met their requirements.

And one day, Liu Li, who was returning home from a job search, heard a conversation between his father and a strange man.

"No, at least I don't agree. Our Liu family has shed too much blood during the war and we won't continue!"

The father spoke in a serious tone, even with a rare tone of rebuke: "Don't come again - don't drag the younger generation into this world again!"

"Don't you understand? In this age without aura, there is no difference between unawakened martial arts practitioners in front of those with extraordinary talents and ordinary people facing firearms with bare hands."

"...I understand what you mean. Okay, I won't come again."

The man who replied seemed a little unreasonable and ashamed. After hearing his father's stern rejection, he even breathed a sigh of relief and showed a relieved expression. Then he picked up his hat and prepared to leave.

When the man opened the door and saw Liu Li, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Such an excellent martial arts seed..." He murmured softly.

Liu Li happened to pass through the opened door and saw his father's sad and helpless expression.

"What are you talking about? Why is the atmosphere so tense?" Liu Li made a joke at that time, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

But he didn't expect that this would be the beginning of his path of no return.

Liu Li, a young and ignorant young man, became an employee of the National Security Agency, and then became the leader of the special operations team. He then practiced and fought all the way, and shined in the first energy war in the middle of the world island. He was gradually promoted, and then became the envoy of the Zhenguo. Finally, sixty-seven years have passed.

Sixty-seven years is twice the average lifespan of civilians in human dynasties two thousand years ago.

Sixty-seven years is enough time for a young man who has just completed martial arts to become a master, advance to a higher level, have many disciples and disciples, and start the inheritance of Nuo Da. It's enough to make a martial arts master age, live up to his prime, and even lose the ability to hold chopsticks.

Sixty-seven years is enough time for a person to experience a long life, to experience separation and death, to have indelible love and hate in his heart, or to see through everything and watch the life, death, decline and prosperity of all things in the world indifferently.

In sixty-seven years, my regretful father passed away, my gentle and loving mother passed away, and even my cousin, who practiced martial arts together, died due to the overt and covert struggles and espionage operations among extraordinary people from various countries during the energy war.

During these sixty-seven years, he gradually became an old man alone, with almost no companions, walking lonely on his own road.

After such a long time, Liu Li had clearly understood the meaning of what his father said back then.

Indeed, his efforts may have been in vain at that time.

There are beings in this world who can surpass human limits simply by 'awakening' their abilities.

Just like the strongest man on earth who awakened the blood of Ying Long and the blood of Zhu Zhou, at the beginning of his awakening, he surpassed the strength that ordinary humans have worked hard to cultivate throughout their lives. Even if ordinary people wanted to hang him naked, they would His swollen muscles directly shattered flesh and bones.

Technique, does it make sense? When he punched him, nothing could be done to relieve him. He directly punched a hole in the person. If he grabbed it with one hand, his thigh bone could be crushed directly. Parrying was just a target for the opponent.

Get a gun? It's even more of a joke. In the eyes of such people, what's the difference between bullets and faster paper airplanes?

When facing these monsters, you must not treat them as human beings, you must go all out, and you must not look down upon them just because they have not practiced skills.

This is how my cousin died. He forgot the essence of martial arts, and that martial arts is a tool for the weak to fight against the strong. It is for weak humans to fight against other naturally stronger people, stronger beasts, and even A tool created by stronger practitioners.

He forgot the motto "use one's own strength to attack the enemy's weakness".

Wu makes it possible for the weak to resist the strong, and it also makes the strong stronger.

But in the face of someone who can withstand bullets with his muscles, twist steel with his thoughts, and fight against a small army on his own, even in the age of soullessness, he can rely on his talent, achieve some results in practice, and reach the realm of awakening. Genius cultivator.

This tool of martial arts is too fragile for ordinary people.

So thought.

In 2019, Zhengguo, Qingzhou, Jiuxuan Realm Space-Time Gate.

Because of the fluctuations of the time and space gate, the endless spiritual energy rolled again, and the spiritual tides of the two worlds collided, forming a huge whirlwind, turning the entire Qingzhou Plain into a haze of rolling sand.

Standing in front of the gate of time and space, a strong old man who has grown white hair but is unwilling to turn it black stands with his hands clasped in front of the huge crack in time and space.

His eyes were far away, as if he was recalling the past.

In front of him were the Hong King of the Nine Mysterious Realms and his Hongtian Guards, who were constantly fluctuating and had many intentions to travel from different time and space realms to reach the 'Immortal Heaven'.

Liu Li recalled many things. He recalled that his cousin was in a battle with an unknown foreign supernatural organization in the middle of the world island. After knocking down more than a dozen ordinary cultivators, he was killed by a person so powerful that he People trembled, and the superpowers who controlled thunder and fire were burned into charcoal.

Fists and feet are useless, skills are useless, weapons are useless.

Be it footwork, spiritual awareness, strength or will, they are all useless.

——What a sad fact. A warrior’s hard training for more than ten years or even decades is not as good as the natural talent of others.

But Liu Li didn't feel sad.

The old man, who has been used to the separation of life and death, and the prosperity and decline of all things, knows very well that the standards he and his cousin represent cannot represent martial arts at all.

This is not the limit of ‘wu’.

"Martial arts are human tools."

Stepping forward, aiming at the door of time and space, he slowly moved forward. Under the gazes of all the White Emperor Guards, under the nervous gazes of Tang Yuan and Li Yeyu, and under the gazes of all the Hongtian Guards who were continuously pouring into the Immortal Heaven Realm, the Jiuxuan people did not know why. With eyes of confusion and contempt.

Liu Li, who was alone, whispered to himself, and then walked slowly towards the Hongtian guards who had instinctively begun to gather their formation: "Aura, ability, magical power, various cultivation methods - these are also human. tool."

"Just like aircraft and cannons, firearms and missiles, religious science, technological beliefs... these things are all tools and technologies that humans have gradually invented and created during the course of tens of millions of years of development."

“Tools and technology are important, but the most important thing is people.”

With that said, the sandstorm that originally appeared due to the space-time gate began to slowly crack open.

There is sunlight piercing through it, like a sharp sword descending from the sky.

Liu Li stretched out his hand and grasped this ray of sunshine as if he were grasping a sharp sword.

——Everyone says that warriors can hurt people by flying flowers and picking leaves, but this is not true.

A true warrior can become a soldier by catching light and picking up stars, or by stepping on clouds and exhaling breath.

"What the hell?!"

At this moment, King Hong had already felt that something was wrong. Not only was the white-haired old man in front of him, but in fact the energetic and volcanic old man was at the same level as himself. He was surrounded by the entire space-time gate, and he was surrounded by heavily armed elites. The Tao armor soldiers (exoskeleton weapons) were enough to make him feel a little threatened.

And the technique of holding the Light-Based Sword in one hand is simply unbelievable, isn’t it? ? What kind of magical power is this? !

What's going on? Why does the Immortal Heaven Realm seem to be prepared?

But if they had been prepared, how could they send just thirty people to explore the Nine Mysterious Realms? !

But all the vigilance and panic have nothing to do with Liu Li.

He closed his eyes, and his mind echoed what Yan Sheng had told him before, about the communication process between him and Su Zhou.

——When extraordinary power can do everything on behalf of human beings, when extraordinary power can give some people unique mysterious abilities.

So what is the meaning of survival for the rest of us, ordinary mortals?

Replace the extraordinary with technology, replace practitioners with authority, capitalists, hackers, and all those who have technology, are they exactly the same?

How can we avoid the meaninglessness of civilization?

Compared to some of the Yanshengs who have been asked, Yansheng, the God of War Liu Li, who is both a genius and a born extraordinary saint, can answer this question more naturally, more relaxedly, and with more understanding.

[In the beginning, martial arts was something only the rich could practice. 】

[Essentially, it is just a more popular superpower that requires people to work hard to obtain. 】

[This is true for any ability. Compared to a newborn baby who knows nothing, whether it is mathematics, philosophy, physics or chemistry, this knowledge is a unique superpower. 】

——These superpowers can be learned and cultivated the day after tomorrow, thereby making people stronger.

So why, the so-called practice, super powers, extraordinary strength, and even all other magic techniques, which can also be analyzed, popularized, and made available to everyone, can't be like mathematics and Chinese?

This obviously doesn't make sense, right?

As long as we can analyze it, analyze it, and popularize it, when the whole people wake up, the upper limit of human beings will be raised.

If everyone can practice cultivation, then the essence of human beings will also be improved.

As a human tool, the upper limit of martial arts is naturally raised.

It's not because martial arts is weaker than martial arts, it's just because ordinary people who practice martial arts are weaker than geniuses with superpowers and spiritual talents.

When everyone stands on the same starting line, everything makes sense again.

Just like, everyone knows that if you want to become a successful industrialized country, you must at least make all the people literate and have the foundation to become workers. If you want to become a modern country with spiritual practice, popularizing spiritual practice is naturally the basis.

All abilities are superpowers and require learning, practice, perseverance, taking them seriously, and sincere study.

Therefore, all the sages of Zhengguo, and even the ambitious and knowledgeable people all over the world.

Everyone is determined to popularize the practice and practice it among all people, no matter what the cost.

Because if this is not the case, the human civilization on earth will have no future in this great era when spiritual energy is revived and all worlds are opened!

"Martial arts - the art of all people, the skill of all peoples, using the weak to attack the strong, defeating the enemy and protecting the homeland."

Liu Li grasped the ray of sunshine that fell from his side. It was just the most ordinary ray of light at noon, but this ray of light seemed to be filled with some kind of will, and it became shining. , the golden light is bright, with patterns of true sun fire burning and dancing around its blade, causing the atmosphere to emit an ionized burnt smell.

But ultimately, it was just a ray of light.

Just like Liu Li is just Wu.

The sorrow that troubled his father all his life and caused him to lose his right arm made him think that practicing martial arts was meaningless and his efforts were in vain. He left because of the revival of his spiritual energy.

All meaninglessness has lost the foundation of existence, because the limit he sees is only his own limit. It is not the limit of human beings, nor the limit of martial arts, nor the limit of the future.

Liu Li believes that the limits of himself and the future are far beyond this.

Even in the era when spiritual energy was cut off, he still believed so firmly.

——If spiritual martial arts doesn’t work, then take cyber martial arts.

——If cyber martial arts doesn’t work, then take biochemical martial arts.

——If you can’t reach the biochemical martial arts, then look for the next martial arts.

Why?

No reason.

——Because Wu is there.

It's like Liu Li has always been here.

This is the only belief that Liu Li, the God of War, firmly believes in.

"kill him!"

In front of the time and space gate, King Jiu Xuan Hong let out a gloomy roar: "Kill this leader of the Immortal Heaven King, and the surrounding troops will not be worried!"

After speaking, he directly drew out the sword from his waist and transformed into a violent wave of spiritual energy. His whole body was like the raging flames of a volcanic eruption, and it crashed directly towards Liu Li.

In an instant, hundreds of guards shouted together, countless chants and the sounds of magical powers were heard, and in the next moment, countless magical powers condensed into a majestic towering tower. Although it seemed ordinary, it was actually majestic. The giant mountain just moved towards Liu Li's suppression.

This is Hong Tianwei's joint operation. This strike of 'Hongshan God Suppression' is enough to make a king at the peak of human immortality avoid the edge. If he is hit, he will definitely be suppressed.

At the same time, Liu Li.

God of War, Liu Li.

He raised his hand, clenched his fist, his sword, and his 'reason'.

He raised his hand and held it, his "heart" that had never slackened for a moment in decades, and this world.

【——Martial Arts·Heaven and Earth are Martial——】

Immediately, the Sword of Sunshine, which was tightly held in Liu Li's hand, suddenly surged. It turned into a beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, directly penetrating from bottom to top through the huge mountain of spiritual energy created by Hongshan's God-Suppressing Method, and straight into the sky. Topmost.

At this point, the haze recedes and the whirlwind ceases.

Between the sky and the earth, the sun shines brightly, and there are no clouds within a radius of more than ten miles. The scorching sun shines through the window of the sky and shines through the sky and the earth.

All the spiritual energy around the time and space gate stagnated, and the spells all over the sky dissipated, as if they had never existed.

All practitioners in the Nine Mysterious Realms felt trembling at this moment.

They felt as if their bodies and souls were being held, with a sword pressed against their throats, and the whole world seemed to be their enemy - and this was just because the old man raised the sword in his hand.

It's just a sword made of light.

"Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate."

"No regrets, no hatred, no attachment."

The old warrior stared indifferently at the Nine Mysterious Alien Legion in front of him, and he calmly announced to the world: "I am the Zhengguo Martial God."

With that said, he swung his sword, and the bright sword tip flew across the earth. However, it caused the earth and rocks thousands of meters away to split open, drawing a wide track dozens of meters deep, and the hot lava turned into a line. The moat directly surrounded the Nine Profound Realm Hong Wang and his party, who had already begun to tremble, and drew them in a circle.

Violent spiritual power was flowing in it, and even vaguely condensed into a formation. The spiritual power of heaven and earth moved spontaneously, turning into magical powers and spells according to the old man's mind.

Transformation, martial arts.

Lowering his eyes slightly, Liu Li no longer looked directly at the group of enemies in front of him.

The old warrior turned around, let go of his hand, and allowed the brilliant light sword to dissipate and turn into a ray of light again, while the endless spiritual energy was like a whirlpool, gathering towards his body, soul and mind. .

His tone was calm: "You ghosts from other worlds, please kneel down."

"If this is the case, there is still a glimmer of hope."

At this moment, at this moment.

On Earth, apart from Su Zhou, the first earthly immortal-level overlord was born here.

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