High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 56 I Was Once a Soldier
Kro ignored them and did not continue to pursue the students who had fallen to the ground.

He simply stood there, dragging that enormous scrap metal battle axe, his dark, hollow eye sockets sweeping over everyone present.

"Do you... know?"

His voice became increasingly fluent, containing a deep-seated, unforgettable hatred.

"Once, I was a loyal soldier of the Emperor, a heavy weapons operator in the Cadian Commando Regiment. I shed blood and lost a leg for the Empire! But what did they give me in the end? A cheap medal and a disability discharge certificate, and then they dumped me like trash on this sunless planet, making me a damned miner!"

He pointed with his enormous battle axe at the grotesque corpses around him that they had slaughtered.

"They are miners too! The cornerstone of the empire! They work eighteen hours a day, breathing deadly dust and eating synthetic, shit-like nutritional paste! Their only hope is that their children can escape this fate by joining the army!"

“My three sons all joined the Star Guardian Army! They were all excellent! But… they all died! Not at the hands of alien races! But in the power struggle between the governor of this planet and his mother’s nobles! They were used as cannon fodder! Sacrificed!”

Kling's roar, like that of a wounded beast, echoed throughout the mine.

"Empire! Emperor! Emperor my ass!"

He roared furiously, his voice filled with endless despair and resentment.

"This empire, from top to bottom, is rotten to the core! The nobles live a life of debauchery, while we, the lowest of the low, have to toil for them like animals until we die! Why?!"

"Lord Nurgle... is merciful..."

His voice gradually became more fanatical and eerie.

"He gave us new life...he gave us eternity...In this garden full of love and warmth, there is no pain, no oppression...no disease, no death, no decay...this is the ultimate beauty of the universe...We...are very happy..."

He looked at these promising young talents, clad in sophisticated power armor, and two streams of murky pus flowed from his dark eye sockets.

"And you... are enjoying this new life with me..."

"..."

Kro moved again.

This time, his target was Shi Potian, who had just gotten up from the ground.

A resolute glint flashed in Shi Potian's eyes.

A blinding, lightning-colored light, representing a high degree of spiritual energy concentration, shone from the blade.

"drink--"

He let out a low roar, and instead of retreating, he advanced, meeting the giant axe with his strongest strike.

"clang--!"

Swords and axes clashed.

This collision was more violent than any of the previous ones.

The surging energy shockwave spread wildly outwards from the two of them, stirring up clouds of dust.

Shi Potian's blade successfully blocked the giant axe.

But it only blocked it.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound.

A clear crack appeared on the blade of that Class I standard alloy longsword.

Kro's power is truly terrifying.

"Nine-fold Thunder Blade... What a pity, it's too immature..."

Kro roared and exerted force with his arm again.

The crack expanded instantly.

"boom!"

The entire long sword shattered into countless metal fragments in Shi Potian's hands.

The giant axe, its momentum undiminished, slammed down heavily on Shi Potian's breastplate.

"puff--"

Shi Potian coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string. A terrifying, deep gash, exposing bone, was cleaved open in the chest area of ​​his power armor, from which crackling sparks of electricity continuously emerged.

again.

The battle has lasted less than two minutes. Chu Lan, Qian Duoduo, Shi Potian... these top fighters in the class were all crushed one by one by Ke Luo in an almost overwhelming manner.

He didn't even kill them; he simply shattered their weapons, tore apart their defenses, and destroyed their confidence in the most brutal way.

It's like playing a trick on a group of ignorant children.

The entire battlefield fell into dead silence.

All the surviving students stopped in their tracks, staring in utter horror at the invincible figure that seemed like a demon.

Despair, like a plague, spread rapidly in their hearts.

After defeating Shi Potian, Kro did not move again.

He stood in the center of the battlefield, dragging his giant axe, his rotting body rising and falling slightly, emitting satisfied panting "ho ho" sounds from his throat.

at this time.

A steady footstep, utterly out of place with the surrounding atmosphere of despair, rang out.

"tread."

"tread."

"tread."

Qin Feng, carrying the three-meter-long iron-gray spear, walked out of the smoke and dust step by step.

The power armor is intact.

His gaze, through the T-shaped mask, was cold and focused.

He walked up to Kro, about ten meters away, and stopped.

He slowly raised the spear, its tip touching the ground, forming the standard "camping" posture of a thousand-army spear.

All eyes on the battlefield were focused on this last standing figure.

Kro's dark, hollow eyes turned to Qin Feng.

"Oh? There's one more, someone who's not afraid of death."

He sized up Qin Feng and the long spear in his hand: "A spearman... the most useless type of soldier in the Star Realm... You, have you thought about how you want to die?"

Qin Feng did not answer.

His response was action.

"call out!"

There are no signs.

Qin Feng's figure moved.

The power armor's engine emitted a deep roar.

His body sank slightly, and he transformed into an arrow, shooting towards Kro.

The three-meter-long alloy spear traced a straight, precise trajectory in his hand, its target the massive, throbbing wound in Krona's abdomen!

That was his weakest point of defense.

"Innocent!"

Kro let out a disdainful roar, and the giant axe in his hand swept across like a door, trying to knock Qin Feng and his gun away together.

However, just as the giant axe was about to strike the gun...

Qin Feng's wrist suddenly twitched.

The straight spear, as if suddenly transformed into a boneless serpent, sank sharply in an incredible arc, narrowly missing the surface of the giant axe.

Then, the gunmanship changed again!
The downward-sloping spear tip, using the momentum of its slide, suddenly snapped upwards!

"A thousand troops would flee in terror!"

A spear beam, condensed to its fullest extent, burst forth from the spear tip, slashing fiercely towards Kro's wrist, which was gripping the giant axe, like a crescent moon.

The entire movement was fluid and seamless, executed in one go.

quick! allow! ruthless!
(End of this chapter)