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The cold wind howls and the yellow sand fills the sky.
The dark clouds were extremely low, and accompanied by the howling of the cold wind, the whole world seemed to have fallen into the end of the world.
After the nuclear war, the human and material resources of the entire earth were gathered together, and the holy city was built with countless blood, sweat and bones. At this moment, it seems that it will also usher in its final end.
The majestic golden holy tower seemed to have fallen. The most powerful man who ruled this land, the King of Demon Fist, was bleeding and was beaten to death on the holy tower.
The half-collapsed holy tower was the remnant of that battle.
The demon king's army that once roamed the earth has collapsed. Some are running away, some are wailing, and some are kneeling on the ground, unable to believe what they are seeing.
The death of the Demon Fist King also means the collapse of their faith.
But there are still a group of people with sallow faces and skinny muscles. They were once slaves and food for livestock. When the King of Magic Boxers died and the holy tower tilted, it seemed that the savior who had only existed in oral legends had finally arrived. Save them.
There was a glimmer of hope in their numb eyes.
As for Zhao Cheng, looking at the crowd of mourners, he felt no fluctuation in his heart. He only had one thought now, and that was to fight against Senior Brother Black Tiger.
All the things here are just the past history. If he has free time, he can mourn for it, but now, if he is still distracted by it, he will be troubled by it.
That is not kindness, but weakness!
Only the weak remember the darkness and cruelty of history, indulge in it, and drown themselves to death. But the strong draw the power of hope from the dark history to change the present and the future!
Today's Zhao Cheng is naturally the latter!
"Master Demon Fist General, you are finally back!
"Master Demon Boxing King..."
In the holy city, Zhao Cheng walked step by step towards the center, the half-collapsed holy tower, to be precise, the pyramid.
He knew that the strong man who killed the Demon Fist King and ended this land, one of the Thirteen Generals under the Savior, Tiger Sky General Li Fu, was on the Holy Tower.
But he wants to fight with the opponent. This fight has nothing to do with good or evil, and there is no right or wrong. It is just to prove that I am invincible!
So what about the King of Martial Arts? He has come all the way to this point and has appeared several times. He has integrated the wisdom of outstanding men and women. He has also gone through many trials. Even though this body is not in the Golden Body realm, he is still far from being the King of Martial Arts. It was a thin line, but he was convinced that it could be counterattacked.
At the same time, he must pass this pinnacle battle to raise his heart and momentum to the pinnacle of life, so that he can be in the best condition and become a swordsman in reality!
When it comes to completing the sword species, the progress transformation beyond 100% after the realm is guaranteed. If his own condition is good enough, he can exceed the limit shown by the data when it comes to completing the sword species.
In terms of energy and spirit, Zhao Cheng has reached the peak that can be reached in a short time in reality, but in terms of heart and momentum, there is still room for progress.
Zhao Cheng did not respond to the calls of the Demon Fist Army. He walked up to the Holy Tower and overlooked the Holy City. Looking up, even though the Holy City was partially broken, the remaining parts still had the feeling of the Pantheon of Ancient Rome.
It was not easy to build such a magnificent building complex even before the nuclear war.
"I seem to feel the sadness in my heart. The Southern Cross, the realm of the Holy Heaven, can only be understood by those who bear the sorrow. Only those who are strong in love can be strong in boxing. The system here is still too rough for spiritual practice."
Zhao Cheng felt the sadness rippling in the spiritual world of this carrier, and at the same time he also felt the powerful spiritual power that was born from sadness.
This power is the supreme secret of Nantian Holy Fist, the realm of Holy Heaven!
If Zhao Cheng was a native here, he would naturally have no idea about this kind of power. However, the actual practice system is higher than that of this world, and it focuses on the spiritual realm. In comparison, it appears that he is in such a state, It seems that's all.
However, saying this does not mean that Zhao Cheng looks down on the supreme meaning of this world. His previous evaluation was just an objective comparison between systems. One is to take (this chapter is not finished yet!)
Chapter 215 The most authentic self
Among the emotions, the other one directly reflects all the phenomena of heaven and earth, and the pattern is different. As far as he is concerned, the realm of holy heaven is still a very subtle thing.
Zhao Cheng did not dispel the sadness in the spiritual world. If he dispelled it, the realm of holy heaven would be gone.
Zhao Cheng took off his cloak and threw it away, letting it go with the wind. Then, he suddenly turned around and looked up along the stairs, his eyes directly meeting the highest point of the holy tower sitting dozens of meters high. The people collided with each other.
When the two of them looked at each other, the energy that burst out seemed to make thunder explode in the air.
The two obviously did not communicate with each other verbally, but through this glance at each other, they each understood the other's inner thoughts.
"I didn't expect that there are people in the Demon Fist Army who can understand sadness!"
"You should have run away, you weakling who has been burdened with sorrow!"
Senior Brother Black Tiger stood upright from the throne, and it seemed that with his movement, the entire sky became shorter.
No, it's not that the sky has become shorter, but that the other party is too tall.
He is only two meters tall, but when he stands, he seems to be as towering as a sacred mountain. In comparison, Zhao Cheng's current carrier is clearly close to four meters tall, but compared with the other party, it seems to be just a dwarf.
While the wind was howling, Senior Brother Black Tiger's voice echoed throughout the holy tower, even overpowering the howling wind.
The other party's red hair, as bright as flames, was also dancing wildly in the wind.
At this moment, the other party directly transformed into the center of heaven and earth, the master of the world.
This is the highest realm that the savior of the previous generation realized, the thirteen-branch Yuan Killing Realm of the Heaven Realm!
And even if it is just a branch, this realm is still higher than the supreme secret of Nantian Holy Fist, the realm of Holy Heaven.
Therefore, the Demon Fist King who ruled this land was easily beaten to death.
In this regard, Zhao Cheng has no fear or fear, just a kind of excitement and desire that arises from the deepest part of his mind!
In the world, there is a kind of person whose every cell is filled with fighting, fighting with the strong!
Only in this way can they feel the meaning and value of existence, feel the true meaning of life, feel their own existence, and thereby transcend themselves!
There is no doubt that Zhao Chengcheng is this kind of person!
Although the man who laughed and cursed in the real world was also a side of him, the strong man in front of him who was eager to fight was his most authentic self.
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Chapter 215 The most authentic self
