If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

While Su Chen was enjoying a rare moment of warmth and peace in the capital, he was also feeling immense pressure due to the heavy responsibility of "having children."

In another important military town thousands of miles away, the atmosphere at the Gao family's residence was rather somber.

Gao Cheng, a man known for his perseverance and composure in the Kunlun Division, was sitting upright on the sofa in his living room, his back straight as a javelin.

Sitting opposite him was his father, Gao Aiguo, commander of the 84th Group Army of the Beijing Military Region.

Gao Aiguo held a cup of hot tea, his eyes sharp, silently scrutinizing his son.

After a long pause, he slowly spoke, his voice deep and powerful.

"She's lost weight and gotten darker."

"But, things are different now."

Upon hearing this, Gao Cheng raised his head and met his father's gaze.

"Dad, how am I different?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it." Gao Aiguo shook his head, put down his teacup, and leaned forward slightly. "The old you was like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, its edge fully revealed."

"Right now, you are like a piece of ancient iron hidden in its sheath, unremarkable, yet chilling to the bone."

As expected of a veteran general who has led troops for decades, his insight is indeed sharp.

Gao Cheng secretly praised him, but a simple and honest smile appeared on his face.

"Dad, you're overthinking it. I'm still me, it's just that I've trained a bit harder these past few years in the army."

"Was the training a bit too intense?"

Gao Aiguo sneered, "Do you think I'm senile?"

"I ask you, what do Hirasawa Port, Kadena, Yasukuni Shrine... have to do with Kunlun?"

He didn't beat around the bush; he went straight to the point.

Gao Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

He hadn't expected that his father's information network was so efficient.

He remained silent for a moment, neither admitting nor denying it.

However, he countered with, "Dad, do you think anyone in the world, besides Kunlun, could do that?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Aiguo leaned back abruptly and sank heavily into the sofa.

He closed his eyes and exhaled a long, stale breath.

Although he had suspected it for a while, he was still surprised when he heard this almost certain answer from his own son.

A tremendous storm still raged in his heart.

After a long while, he opened his eyes again, looked at Gao Cheng, and his gaze became extremely complicated.

There was shock, relief, and pride...

But more than anything, he felt a sense of envy that he had never experienced before.

"Okay, okay!"

He muttered to himself, as if speaking to Gao Cheng, or perhaps to himself.

"Your generation is better than ours!"

"You've accomplished something our generation never even dared to dream of!"

"My son, Gao Aiguo, is a hero!"

He suddenly stood up, walked up to Gao Cheng, and patted Gao Cheng's shoulder heavily with his large, fan-like hand.

"Come on, come outside with me, let's practice!"

Gao Cheng was taken aback, and then he stood up as well.

"Dad, what's wrong with you..."

"Enough with the nonsense!" Gao Aiguo glared. "I want to see just how much progress you soldiers from Kunlun have made!"

The father and son went into the courtyard.

Gao Aiguo took off his shirt, revealing a muscular physique that, despite being over fifty, was still well-defined and exuded power.

He assumed a stance and unleashed a powerful and forceful set of Bajiquan, his movements swift and powerful.

"Come on! Kid, you can go first!" Gao Aiguo roared.

Looking at his father's still agile movements, Gao Cheng felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He knew that his father was trying to test him and experience his growth in his own way.

"Dad, are you holding on tight?"

Gao Cheng smiled; he didn't use any fancy moves.

It's simply about taking a step forward.

Then, he threw a punch.

He didn't use internal force in this punch; it was purely physical strength.

But it was just this simple punch.

But it created a white shockwave that was visible to the naked eye!

Before the fist even arrived, the force of the punch was so strong that Gao Aiguo could hardly breathe!

Gao Aiguo's expression changed drastically. Without thinking, he crossed his arms to protect his chest, using the defensive moves of Bajiquan to the fullest extent.

"Bang--!"

A deafeningly loud bang.

Gao Cheng's fist stopped an inch in front of Gao Aiguo.

However, the violent force of the punch, like a battering ram, slammed heavily into Gao Aiguo's body.

Gao Aiguo felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding train!

His massive body flew backward uncontrollably.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

He retreated seven or eight steps on the ground, each step leaving a deep footprint on the hard bluestone slab.

He only managed to steady himself when his back slammed heavily against the courtyard wall.

He looked up at his son, who was still in a punching stance, with a "routine" expression, and his mind went blank.

His arms were still trembling slightly.

The excruciating, piercing pain told him that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.

If that punch hadn't stopped...

If that punch had been just an inch further forward...

He had no doubt that the bones in his arms would shatter in an instant!

"This...this is the power of your Kunlun?"

Gao Aiguo's voice was dry and hoarse.

"Dad, this is just pure physical strength."

Gao Cheng withdrew his fist and smiled憨厚ly, "If you add internal force, the power can be increased by more than ten times."

More than ten times...

Gao Aiguo has completely lost his voice.

He looked at his son, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, and felt the terrifying aura emanating from him, like that of a prehistoric beast.

He was filled with mixed emotions.

In the end, it all turned into a heartfelt, proud laugh.

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent! You truly are Gao Aiguo's son!"

He stepped forward and, once again, patted Gao Cheng on the shoulder heavily.

This time, however, his gaze was no longer that of a test, but rather pure admiration and pride.

"Let's go home and have a drink!"

He pulled Gao Cheng along and strode back into the house.

"Tell me all about your heroic deeds in Kunlun, you little brat!"

"Especially, how did you manage to utterly crush those Japanese devils and American bastards!"

That night, the Gao family father and son drank a lot of alcohol.

Gao Aiguo also heard the most exciting and inspiring story he had ever heard in his life.

……

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the capital.

Lei Family Compound.

Lei Kaihua was being chased all over the yard by his father, Lei Zhenguo.

"You brat! You stop right there!"

Lei Zhenguo held a feather duster in his hand, his face contorted with rage as he blew his beard and glared at his opponent.

"Dad! Dad! I was wrong! I was so wrong!"

Lei Kaihua ran while begging for mercy.

Just now, in his attempt to show off his skills, he lost control and used a "Flame Blade" to instantly vaporize his father's most beloved orchid, which he had nurtured for over ten years.

"What did you do wrong?!"

Lei Zhenguo chased after his son for a long time, but he couldn't catch up with him, who was as slippery as an eel. He could only stand there, hands on his hips, panting heavily.

"I shouldn't have, I shouldn't have burned your flower with the Flaming Blade! I should have used the Frost Palm to freeze it and make it into a specimen!"

Lei Kaihua said with a grin.

"You dare talk back!"

Lei Zhenguo was so angry that he almost couldn't catch his breath.

He pointed at Lei Kaihua, and after a long while, he finally managed to utter a single sentence.

"Get out! Get the hell to the study! Kneel down!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Kaihua immediately dropped his playful expression and obediently went into the study.

He knew his father had something important to discuss with him.

In the study, Lei Zhenguo looked at his son kneeling before him. The anger on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by a deep sense of pride.

"Get up," he sighed.

"Dad, don't be angry. It's just a potted plant. I'll get you a potted one later, a hundred times better than that! I'll use my spiritual energy to help it grow, and I guarantee the flower will prolong your life!"

"Who cares about your flowers!"

Lei Zhenguo glared at him, annoyed. "I want to ask you, did you guys wipe out all of America's influence in East Asia this time?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Kaihua's expression also turned serious.

He nodded.

"Well done!"

Lei Zhenguo slammed his hand on the table, his voice trembling with excitement.

"This is the kind of son Lei Zhenguo should have! This is what a soldier of our Dragon Kingdom should look like!"

He looked at Lei Kaihua, his eyes gleaming with a burning light.

"Tell me how you did it! Don't miss a single detail!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Kaihua revealed a smug smile.

He cleared his throat and began to describe the two earth-shattering battles in a vivid and embellished manner.

Lei Zhenguo listened with a mix of exclamations of admiration and fervent excitement.

When they heard that Su Chen had annihilated an aircraft carrier fleet with a single palm strike...

He was completely petrified.

For a long time, there was silence.

Finally, he murmured out a sentence.

"You've got a good mentor, kid."