Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 447 Three Peerless Boxing Techniques
Wang Zhenjiang's heart was in turmoil, and it took him a while to reluctantly accept the absurd reality that he had become a martial god in this world.

Once again, looking at this strange yet familiar world through Wang Luo's perspective.

Looking at this young child, Wang Zhenjiang's will, which had long been shattered into a thread, suddenly surged with an indescribable emotion.

——The "Wang Luo" and "Wang Lu" in this world are still alive.

——The "Wang Li" in this world may still be alive.

——“She” in this world.
Wang Zhenjiang's remaining soul trembled slightly, and for a moment he felt like he was in a dream, indescribable.

Indistinctly, I even felt a hint of inexplicable jealousy towards myself in this world.

Why?
Why can he in this world have all this?
Why can he live so beautifully?
But I...

Wang Zhenjiang was filled with jealousy.

After a while, he sighed again unconsciously.

All my countless losses can only turn into this long sigh in the end.

Crossing the years, looking across time, completely destroying everything or completely restoring everything, such an action does seem to be extremely powerful.

But to be honest, Wang Zhenjiang never intended to succeed in such a big thing from the beginning to the end.

The future is uncertain and unpredictable.

Even a small boss like himself who runs a farm house on the outskirts of a fourth-tier city in the Han Federation can become a martial god. What else is impossible to happen in the future?

In each future timeline, so many peerless powers compete to take the stage, just to fight for a chance to cross the line. How can I succeed when I am in a daze?

But even if it doesn’t work, so what?
Ever since he stepped into the river of time and responded to the invitation to fight that echoed in time, Wang Zhenjiang had already made up his mind.

If this trip is a one-time thing, then let it be a one-time thing!

Anyway, there is no one left in this world that he misses.

Especially when he encountered the black-robed man in the river of time and tried his best, but was defeated by him with just three punches, leaving only a remnant of his soul alive. After seeing what the world of the truly top strong people was like, Wang Zhenjiang no longer had any hope that he could return to the "past".

But who would have known that after he had completely given up hope and was even ready to give up, the man in black robe actually turned around and threw his remaining soul over, and even threw himself directly into the consciousness of his youngest son without any hindrance!
I once dreamed of something, but I couldn’t touch it no matter how hard I tried. But when I turned around, I didn’t have to do anything and succeeded in the blink of an eye!

"This" For a moment, Wang Zhenjiang didn't know what mood he should have to face all this.

Well, at least I won’t be “happy”.

After all, the three punches that the black-robed man had given him were truly painful! Even now, as long as he thought about it, the three punches would still follow his thoughts and consciousness, transform from nothingness into reality, and then hit him hard dozens of times!
“What kind of hatred and grudge is that! I’m already in this state, and you are still chasing me like this? If you really can’t do it, just punch me to death. I’m in this state, and I can’t die, and I can’t live either.” Wang Zhenjiang’s consciousness was churning, he really couldn’t understand it no matter how hard he tried!

"So, you are really my dad?" Wang Luo, who had been through a lot of storms in his mind, finally asked cautiously at this moment. The child's little hands unconsciously tugged at the corner of his clothes. This was a habit he had since he was a child. "Yeah." Wang Zhenjiang, who was almost autistic after being beaten by the three punches, responded unhappily.

"From another world?"

"To be precise, I am your father in a future parallel world!"

Wang Luo: “(皿) huh???”

Although Wang Luo is just a kid, he has really seen a lot in recent times. He has even seen incredible things like his father jumping from a mere loser to a "God of War". Wang Luo really doesn't believe that there is anything in the world that can surprise him.

But Wang Luo, at such a young age, had never seen anything like this, where another father from another future parallel world suddenly popped into his mind.

As for whether the "he" in your mind is your father or not
Wang Luo feels that it still needs her biological father to personally certify it.

However, Wang Luo could still feel the inseparable connection with the person in his mind.

That feeling is exactly the same as seeing my own father!
"Dad, what am I like in another world?"

Wang Zhenjiang's remaining soul trembled slightly.

How should he tell this child that in another world, Wang Luo and Wang Lu both died in a stupid accident? How should he explain that it was their deaths that led Wang Zhenjiang to the devil's way, which eventually led to a greater tragedy?

The scene in his memory resurfaced: when he received the call and rushed home that day, he only saw the twisted and deformed wreckage of the car. Ah Luo's little hand was still holding half a piece of chocolate, which he had secretly given to the child in the morning.
"He is a very cute child." Wang Zhenjiang finally said, his voice as soft as a dream. "He loves to laugh and practice martial arts just like you. Every time he falls, he gets up by himself and never cries."

He choked up as he spoke. He thought he had forgotten these details.

"So, this is the adult world? It's really magical!" Wang Luo's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Then, Dad, why are you suddenly in my mind? And it's so miserable?"

In Wang Zhenjiang's mind, he was silent for a moment, and his remaining soul flickered slightly.

How could he explain to this innocent child how he fell into darkness step by step and how he was beaten back to his original form with three punches by the mysterious man in black robe?

"I just went through some hardships in life, it's nothing to worry about." Wang Zhenjiang finally chose the most understated statement, "When I recover, I will definitely..."

"I understand!" Wang Luo suddenly clapped his hands vigorously, his little face full of excitement, "Dad, you were beaten up like this! You are really miserable!"

"cough cough"

In an instant, Wang Zhenjiang coughed violently several times, and the last bit of his soul was almost killed by his youngest son's words.

"A Luo." Wang Zhenjiang suddenly had an idea, "You are different from others. You should put all your energy into 'martial arts'."

He paused, a sly look flashing through his remaining soul: "By the way, I have three unique boxing techniques that I want to teach you. Are you willing to learn?"

(End of this chapter)