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

"boom--!"

The expected explosion did not occur.

Instead, a terrifying cold wave, seemingly capable of freezing the soul, appeared out of nowhere and instantly swept across the entire block!

In just one second, the temperature plummeted from a sweltering 30 degrees Celsius to below zero!

The moist air instantly condensed into countless fine ice crystals, shimmering eerily in the moonlight.

The burning vehicles on the street had their flames extinguished as if by an invisible hand, along with the billowing smoke, frozen in mid-air, turning into black ice sculptures.

The six Hellfire missiles that were about to land were frozen solid by this sudden burst of extreme cold!

They stood there abruptly, suspended less than thirty meters above the ground, their warheads covered with a thick layer of crystal-clear ice, like six exquisite works of art.

At this moment, time and space seemed to have been paused.

"This...this is..."

Academician Chen Jing and his team members were completely stunned by this incredible scene that defied the laws of thermodynamics.

They are the world's top scientists, yet even with all the knowledge they have acquired throughout their lives, they cannot explain one ten-thousandth of what is happening before their eyes.

Kunlun team members Gao Dazhuang, Lei Kaihua, and others practically popped their eyes out.

They knew their captain was strong, but they never imagined he was this strong!

Barehanded...freezing missiles?!

This is no longer within the realm of martial arts; this is the true divine power of words becoming law!

"Heavenly Frost Fist".

Su Chen calmly uttered three words, and then slowly raised his right fist.

There was no earth-shattering grandeur, no dazzling light effects.

He simply threw a punch in mid-air at the six frozen missiles in the sky.

hum! ! !

A gigantic fist shadow, the size of a truck cab, formed from pure, icy blue cold air, appeared out of thin air!

The fist shadow was so solid it was like a physical entity, with the lines of each knuckle clearly visible, radiating a terrifying chill capable of freezing steel.

The moment it appeared, the surrounding space was visibly distorted!

next second.

The enormous, icy blue fist-shaped shadow slammed into a missile in mid-air at a speed beyond the reach of the eye!

Snap!

There was no explosion.

There was only one crisp sound, like glass shattering.

The missile covered in ice, along with its high explosives and precision fuse, was shattered into billions of ice-blue dust particles at the most basic molecular level by that punch!

The dust drifted and reflected a dreamlike brilliance under the moonlight, as if a shower of diamonds had fallen.

The enormous, icy blue fist continued its relentless attack, striking the other five missiles in quick succession!

Click! Click! Click! Click! Click!

A series of rapid cracking sounds rang out.

The six Hellfire missiles, powerful enough to level an entire block, were silently and completely annihilated in mid-air, without even a spark.

After doing all this, the icy blue fist shadow slowly dissipated into the air.

It was as if it had never existed.

The whole world fell into a deathly silence.

Whether it was the Kunlun team members on site or the generals thousands of miles away watching this scene on the screen, they all felt as if they had been choked and could not utter a single word.

One punch.

Remotely.

It shattered six high-speed tactical missiles.

This……

What the hell is that monster?!

Inside the Beijing Command Center.

"Clatter".

The general from the equipment department finally lost his grip on the purple clay teacup, which fell to the ground and shattered.

He seemed completely oblivious, staring intently at the screen, his lips trembling as he repeated the two words over and over again.

"It's fake...it must be fake...it's special effects..."

The naval commander's expression shifted from shock to horror, and finally to deep...fear.

For the first time, he realized how fragile his proud, massive fleet of countless steel behemoths was in the face of some kind of absolute power.

General Su Hongjun's body was trembling uncontrollably.

That wasn't fear, it was excitement! It was pride!

His eyes were even glistening with tears.

The Su family has produced a dragon!

A true, powerful dragon, capable of suppressing the fate of the nation, has appeared!

"Okay...okay...okay!"

The big boss slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and said "Good!" three times in a row!

An unprecedentedly brilliant light burst forth from his deep eyes!

He saw it!

He saw the boundless possibilities for the future of the Dragon Kingdom!

He saw the giant dragon of the East, which had broken free of all its shackles and was about to soar into the heavens!

"Immediately connect me to Bachman's command center!" The boss gave his secretary an unexpected order. "I want him... to see for himself just what kind of person he's messed with!"

……

Amanda City, rebel command post.

Bachmann held up his binoculars, a sinister grin on his face, awaiting the spectacular explosion.

However, a second passed, ten seconds passed, a minute passed...

The expected flames and loud noises did not arrive for a long time.

"What happened? The missile misfired?" Bach-Mann frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

Just then, the encrypted communicator in the command center suddenly started ringing frantically.

His cunning advisor scrambled over to answer the phone, but after listening for less than three seconds, his face turned deathly pale, and he dropped the phone to the ground.

"General...this is...this is the direct line to the Dragon Kingdom's highest command..."

"What?!" Bachman's heart sank.

Before he could react, a signal suddenly forced a switch to all the screens in the command center.

The screen displayed live footage of the streets in the western part of Amanda.

Then, Bachmann witnessed a terrifying scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life, a scene that would haunt his nightmares every night.

He saw that in the center of the image, the commander of the Chinese special forces slowly took to the air.

Yes, it took flight.

Without any propulsion equipment, defying the law of universal gravitation, step by step, it treads on the void and ascends to a height of tens of meters.

He stood in mid-air, his clothes fluttering even without wind, like a celestial being descended to earth.

Followed by.

Bachmann saw that behind that man, a gigantic Buddha phantom, hundreds of meters tall and formed from pure golden light, slowly emerge!

The Buddha's appearance was solemn and dignified, with lowered eyes and a giant golden hand that blotted out the sky descended from the heavens, carrying the supreme majesty of judging all living beings, and slowly pressed down in his direction!

At the same time, a dragon's roar that resounded through the heavens and earth came from that person's mouth!

Roar--!

Eighteen golden dragon phantoms, each a thousand meters long, roared out from his body, coiling and converging into a devastating golden torrent that swept towards him!