A journey through life from scratch

Chapter 362 Riding the Wind
Not more than a few minutes later, the group of helicopters arrived at the place that seemed to have been bombed by countless shells. Nearly a dozen fighter planes with extremely sci-fi shapes circled the sky, observing the ground all the time.

The helicopter circled for a while.After finding nothing abnormal, he landed slowly, and two people who were different from the heavily armed black-clothed soldiers who quickly spread out their guards and were armed with live ammunition came down from a helicopter.

These are two men, an old man with full head of white hair, with an old and simple face, with silver-white hair protruding backwards, slightly hunched, with his hands on his back, he looks like ordinary old people, but his eyes are open and closed. The light flickered for a while, showing that the old man was not as simple as he appeared.

The other man has hair tied up to his waist. This is a middle-aged man with sharp eyes, a piece of grass dangling from the corner of his mouth, and a long knife hanging from his waist. His left hand is always on the handle of the knife, and he stands there It is like a sharp long knife in its scabbard standing between the sky and the earth, its aura is contained but not released, but there is no doubt that it will be earth-shattering if it moves.

"It seems that the strength of the two sides in the fight is quite strong!"

After a long while, the white-haired old man, who had been silently watching for a long time, looked at the broken ground all over the ground, and the entire affected area was several miles away.

The middle-aged man with curly hair narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a solemn expression: "I felt an angry saber intent, the battle should have just ended not long ago, and the remaining saber aura has not completely dissipated. In the saber aura, the will enters the aura, and the saber technique may reach the state of perfection."

After all, the middle-aged man with curly hair looked at the abyss that was split several miles away and had two extremely smooth walls.

His face was heavy: "This is, it was cut out by a knife!"

The white-haired old man couldn't help being moved when he heard the words, the corners of his eyes twitched before he said slowly: "Atomic Warrior, can you cut out such... an abyss?"

Hearing this, the man named Atomic Warrior shook his head slightly: "Unless I break through the limit of the human body again, touch the limiter of the human body and break through, otherwise even if I condense my whole body's qigong and slash with a knife, I will not be able to reach such a level... This is already considered the strength of a first-level god!" Speaking of the last atomic warrior, his voice was extremely shivering, obviously it was quite unbelievable that someone in the world swung such a peerless and stunning sword.

After a pause, the Atomic Warrior went on to say: "Looking at the whole world, I am afraid there is no one who can wield this saber energy, not to mention the Western Magic Association and the Templar Sect, the Chinese Martial Arts Federation, and the East Asian Heroes Association. There are only a handful of experts with this level of attack, not to mention, the martial arts alliance's most powerful practitioners practice swords, and the hero president cultivates palms, how can there be such a master of swords."

He paused, then turned his head to look at the place where the smell of blood was extremely strong. The ground was washed almost clean by the heavy rain, but there were still traces of flesh and blood remaining on the ground.

Atomic Samurai bent slightly to pick up a piece of flesh and blood from the ground. He looked dignified, watching the piece of flesh and blood tremble slightly, and there was quite a strong vitality that kept trembling.

"This should be two people with primary god-level strength fighting here, until one side is completely killed, and the winner leaves here after dismembering the loser's body. Judging from the appearance of the battlefield, it should have experienced quite a tragic battle. All of them have a desperate attitude, so the battle ended in such a short period of time."

The white-haired old man couldn't help but groaned for a while, as if thinking, and then sighed softly: "I don't know where these two god-level gods suddenly appeared from, and what will happen to them."

"Hey, Fang Fang, don't sigh so much. When the sky falls, there will be a tall man standing on top of it. Isn't there a president!" Atomic Warrior smiled.

Silver Fang shook his head helplessly, then turned to ask the staff who were surveying.

"Did any surveillance satellites pass by during the fighting?"

The staff on the side nodded quickly when they heard the words, but said helplessly: "At that time, a strong energy fluctuation has been detected here, and the satellites have been mobilized to monitor it for the first time, but because the energy fluctuations around are too violent, even what happened in it The strong light made the satellite monitoring here have a brief program failure and distortion, coupled with the continuous rainstorm, so the pictures and videos taken are very blurry!"

Silver Fang nodded, then looked deeply at the abyss cut out by a single knife, then turned and left silently.

Atomic Samurai looked sideways at the back of the silver fangs, and he stared at the extremely smooth abyss again, with a flash of heat in his eyes.

"A god-level powerhouse with a knife, tsk tsk, it seems that I have to try the human body limiter hard!"

Afterwards, the Heroes Association collected some flesh and blood on the ground one by one, and continued to conduct surveys with various instruments and equipment. The busy work did not stop until dawn, and most of the personnel were evacuated, leaving some guards to guard the place for warning.

Before escaping from the majesty of the mountains in front of him, he slowly stopped and stood at the foot of the mountain.

"Riding the wind, it's really powerful, it's almost tens of kilometers away!"

Looking back solemnly to the distance, the place where Kanekiken fought has long since disappeared.

At this time, Suikong sneered and said: "Look, for a country bumpkin who has never seen the world, riding the wind is just a low-level method of martial arts masters who have integrated the three talents of heaven, earth and man, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, and using the true essence and the wind to walk together. , A martial artist can use such a method. See how surprised you are. The greatest strength of a martial artist who breaks through the power of the gods is reflected in his own body. It can be said that at this time, you can really enter the threshold of martial arts and integrate into the dragon. Like you, your body’s qi and blood are like an oven, and dozens of tons of arms are easy to shake. The most important thing is the dragon elephant you surrendered. As long as you accumulate qi and blood, you can expect to get the real power of a dragon elephant , when the time comes to carry the mountain to catch the sea, these are trivial things. When it gets bigger, you can lift yourself up."

"..."

The solemn expression did not show the slightest bit of frustration, he was used to it, and he said lightly: "My knowledge of martial arts is not perfect, you have never taught me this, you just took a classic book and asked me to practice it. After all, it wasn’t your fault!”

Suikong choked on his words, and then said in a muffled voice: "At that time, I was in a state of amnesia, so I don't have any martial arts knowledge to talk about."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help snorting when he heard the words. This guy must have too high a vision and didn't pay attention to the most basic knowledge of martial arts.

"It's all right now. I won the Holy Grail War and touched the root of this world. I'm afraid you stole a lot of original power, right?"

Suikong yelled: "What is stealing? I call it harvesting. Do you understand harvesting? Why are you talking so badly?"

Majestic and helpless, he turned his head and looked at the dense forest in front of him, and there was a narrow path leading to the top of the mountain vaguely, which made him frown.

(End of this chapter)