Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 393 Who is the orthodox martial arts of the Han Dynasty?

At this moment, the dark holy robe in the sea of ​​consciousness is humming happily.

On the surface of the Capricorn armor, which was originally cast like black iron, golden lines are spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Zhenjiang could clearly feel that the star energy from the outer space Capricorn was crossing the space through some kind of quantum entanglement, continuously infusing the eternal constellation power into his Dark Capricorn Cloth.

Wang Zhenjiang's temple was throbbing, and the size of his sixth sense microcosm was expanding uncontrollably.

The "small universe" in his body, which was originally as solid as a rock and had no hope of breaking through for several years or even longer, actually inadvertently revealed a crack at the moment when his dark Capricorn armor was transformed.

"The fate of a Saint Seiya...is indeed always closely linked to his holy garment!"

Wang Zhenjiang sighed quietly.

Especially when he sensed the transformation of his Capricorn Cloth at this moment, Wang Zhenjiang's Adam's apple slid down with difficulty, and the terrifying scene of the dark sun breathing in the Milky Way reappeared in his mind.

At the edge of the dark sun, countless stars slowly spread out, and the essence of tens of thousands of stars poured down like a rainstorm, but the result was that he gained a great advantage.

At this moment, he couldn't help but recall again all the incredible and extraordinary knowledge he had learned during his five years of special training in the island called "Death Queen Island".

On that island shrouded in death, in that cave of boiling red magma, the instructor who looked like a living being told him how to awaken his microcosm and how to use his own energy to condense the dark holy garment. He said the secret of the holy land: "The real holy garment is alive..."

Wang Zhenjiang looked up at the sky, and at that moment, the Capricorn constellation outlined by the microcosm was reflected deep in his pupils.

Wang Zhenjiang had donned the dark Capricorn holy robe at some point, and the moment the Capricorn totem lit up, the star energy hanging from the clouds seemed to condense into a solid entity, firmly connecting him to the ancient constellation in the sky.

Looking down, I saw that my own skin was also shedding, and a magnificent nebula-like glow was flowing under the new skin.

What was strange was that the turbulent flow of star energy, which should have been extremely violent, became as gentle as a stream when it touched the Capricorn Cloth.

Wang Zhenjiang suddenly had an idea and raised his hand to draw a Capricorn sword mark in the air.

As the sword marks passed, the entire mountain range was suddenly shrouded in starlight, as if it had been carved out into a realm independent of the real world.

His originally dim sixth sense universe actually began to rise to some mysterious realm, and the orbits of countless celestial bodies unfolded directly in his consciousness.

Behind him, the shadow of the Capricorn holy robe was solidifying, and the mythical beast with goat horns and fish tail raised its head and roared, and the sound waves shook the surrounding clouds in the sky for hundreds of miles and turned them into dust!

"It is true..." Wang Zhenjiang slowly felt the various changes in his body, especially the Capricornus holy cloth, which at this moment seemed as tender and spiritual as a confused and ignorant creature moving for the first time.

He felt a chill in his heart, but he also missed the hard years of cultivation on the "Death Queen Island". To be frank, in Wang Lao Han's dull life filled with martial arts, lonely and hard training, and ultimately achieving nothing, there was no time that could be more magnificent than the five years on the Death Queen Island.

Although the five years on the "Death Queen Island" were just a short moment in this real world, for Wang Zhenjiang, the accumulation of those five years on the "Death Queen Island" truly opened up a brand new world for him.

This veteran martial artist, who was over fifty years old, made rapid progress on the path of "martial arts", a dead end on which he thought he would gain nothing and was even on the verge of complete despair. He broke through countless obstacles and achieved, in just a short moment relative to the Earth, what countless sentient beings on Earth might never be able to achieve in their entire lives!

No matter what kind of extraordinary knowledge he learned from that island, or even the power he gained from that island, it is enough to make any martial saint jealous!

Not to mention anything else, there are tens of thousands of extraordinary secret realms on Earth, and there are countless exotic worlds of all sizes, but who has ever heard of any secret realm or exotic world where a martial artist can attain a realm and strength that is not inferior to the level of a "Martial God" after just five years of entry?

The more this happened, the more Wang Zhenjiang realized what a great opportunity it was for him to be noticed by that big senior!
It's the kind of thing that you can't even get by working like a slave for generations!

Never mind how much truth there is in Wang Zhenjiang's "God of War", he is simply not the "God of War" in the Han martial arts system who has cultivated himself up from being a martial artist. Instead, he is a "foreign God of War" who achieved his status with the help of external forces.

But the combat power of the God of War level was truly brewing in Wang Zhenjiang's body.

Everything in the world is empty, except "strength".

Even if Wang Zhenjiang himself admitted that he was not the "God of War" in the Han Dynasty's martial arts system tree, what could he do?
Even if he is a "heterodox Martial God", he is still an authentic Martial God who can be passed down from generation to generation, allowing later generations to follow his path and climb up step by step!
The God of War is right in front of us, but who dares to deny him?

No, even if Wang Zhenjiang himself said that he was not the Great God of Han, no one would have the courage to listen!
Wang Zhenjiang even believed that it was more likely that the vast majority of warriors would sincerely defend and argue for this "heterodox martial god" of his, and incorporate his "heterodox" system into the Great Han Federation martial arts system tree, and eventually replace the flower with the jade, and take over the magpie's nest, and become the true orthodoxy! !
After all...who isn't a warrior these days?

The Han Dynasty martial arts system tree has flourished over the past thousand years.

But apart from the most orthodox one, there are so many magical martial arts, blood martial arts, strange martial arts, mechanical martial arts, beast martial arts, divine martial arts... and other series of seemingly endless side martial arts systems that have spread in the Han Dynasty and even in the whole world. As to where they came from, all we can say is that those who know will understand.

Old man Wang had been a martial artist at the twelfth level for most of his life, and the owner of a farmhouse. He was not even a big name in Laijun City, a small city four tiers outside the Han Federation, so it was impossible for him to understand these things.

But after he and the senior master rode the wind and thunder, bathed in the stars, and visited this big man a few days ago, uncovering countless secrets, he almost understood everything he should know...

As I said, who isn’t a warrior these days?

This "Han Martial Arts" was established from scratch only a thousand years ago, and it is really just a large makeshift troupe.

Compared to the "Saint Seiya" system which has been sculpted over tens or even millions of years since the ancient times of the gods, if Old Man Wang gets upset one day and sets up his own flag, who knows who will be the orthodox Han martial arts!
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