Mecha Era, Punch the Stars

Years later, Ah Niu continued to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts, constantly challenging the chaotic armies and imperial forces that swept across the land, and his strength continued to grow.

At first, he couldn't handle a group of people on his own.

But each time, Third Master's words echoed in his mind, making him feel more and more powerful, constantly growing stronger.

It felt strange, as if some special power deep within my bloodline had been drawn out by those words.

It might sound strange to say this, but that's how he felt.

He didn't know why, maybe it was because he loved to eat and practice, and because he had laid a foundation with Third Master?

In short, he believed that Third Master's words were the most important, urging him to continue to challenge and confront problems, and to solve them through killing and fighting.

As time went on, he gradually figured out a training method that suited him better.

With the repeated recitation of Third Master's words, he seemed to receive some mysterious hints, and day after day, he continued to grow stronger.

That was an opportunity that arose one day before he embarked on his journey to travel the world.

He found himself able to face and defeat a group of hundreds of bandits.

He was chopping firewood in the field at that time, intending to take some back to supply his family's iron stove.

On the way, in a village outside the town, he discovered that they were brazenly doing disgusting things to the women.

“This is wrong, I will correct them.”

Ah Niu thought to himself, and then walked up.

"Let's try fighting a group first. If I can't beat them, I'll use the roaming method. As long as I don't get surrounded by these jerks, I'll always be able to win."

He encouraged himself, then quietly rushed forward with his machete.

It's always simple at the beginning.

One sword, two swords, three swords.

In no time, many of the bandits who had committed the crime had their heads chopped off. The shocking commotion of the woman being beheaded attracted the attention of others.

"Damn it, someone's trying to assassinate me!"

"Where did this idiot come from? Doesn't he know the name of our Green Turban Army?" A group of disheveled bandit leaders suddenly gathered outside the thatched hut where A Niu was.

On the perimeter, a group of bandits, unable to eat or see anything, stared intently at the other rooms and the surrounding scenery.

"Oh, I saved you, why do you still want to hurt me?"

Ah Niu's sighing question left the woman speechless; she looked like she had gone mad.

"Okay, it seems you can't control yourself, but it's not your fault."

Ah Niu, carrying a machete, looked at the group of bandits:

"The Green Scarf Army? I've never heard of them. Have you done anything remarkable?"

The bandits remained silent, their eyes filled with ferocity.

But they didn't charge forward in one go because the bandit leaders all felt that Ah Niu was a ruthless character. They were bad, but not stupid, and they wouldn't let their men rush over to their deaths at this time.

It's a strange feeling, but Ah Niu, who has practiced martial arts for so many years, does look like someone you shouldn't mess with.

A strong, muscular body with a slightly manic look in his eyes.

And there's the head still rolling slightly on the ground, with its unclosed eyes and clean, sharp cut.

Every place he went revealed Ah Niu's extraordinary qualities.

At this moment, a drunken bandit leader pushed through the crowd and staggered over.

"Who has disturbed my enjoyment?"

His headscarf was unusually bright, and his attire was clearly very valuable.

Ah Niu understood. This was the biggest leader, probably a... general?
"it's me."

Ah Niu wasn't going to wait any longer. If he waited for people to rush up, even if he was powerful, he wouldn't be able to withstand their attacks.

He charged forward, aimed at the bandit leader, and slashed down. (End of Chapter)