I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

"Set off."

The two words, spoken by Luo Fei, were broadcast live to every corner of the entire planet Earth.

Then his body rose into the air.

There was no running start, no crouching down to gather strength, and no preparatory movements whatsoever.

His body rose straight up from the ground, as if suspended by an invisible thread, steadily ascending into the air.

The dark green military uniform gleamed in the sunlight, and the three gold stars on the epaulets twinkled.

In the living room of Liuxi Village, everyone stood up at the same time.

Uncle Fu's chair tipped backward with a loud thud.

Aunt Wang's mouth was agape, and the spatula she had just picked up fell to the ground again.

Li Xiulan held Luo Weidong's hand, her nails digging into the back of his hand. Luo Weidong felt the pain, but he didn't pull his hand away or even move, because he was completely frozen.

The comment sections on all platforms can only be described as "exploding".

"He...he...he flew away!"

"He wasn't wearing a mecha; he was flying on his own!"

"That video of the Japanese chicken is real! I even thought it was AI-generated!"

"So there really are cultivators?!"

"What cultivators? These are soldiers from the Dragon Kingdom!"

"I'd seen that video before, and the comments section was full of jokes. I never expected it to be true..."

"I knelt down, I really knelt down."

"My mom asked me why I was kneeling and looking at my phone, and I said I was looking at gods."

Those who previously mocked the Japanese chicken videos as being AI-generated are now silent.

Those who said "how could a person possibly fly?" fell silent at that moment.

Because the facts were right before their eyes, watched by billions of people at the same time, without any special effects or editing, the young man in military uniform flew up from the ground.

While they were still in shock.

The fifteen suits of armor rose from the ground at the same time, and the dust beneath their feet was swirled up by the airflow, creating a small vortex that looked like a gray flower blooming at their feet.

Fifteen warriors dressed in dark blue combat armor lined up in a V-shape behind Luo Fei.

Luo Fei led them to accelerate, flying rapidly towards Dongdu Island.

In a conference room in the United States, someone dropped their coffee cup, spilling coffee all over the floor, steaming hot, but no one looked down to look.

Some people stood up from their chairs, some stared with their mouths agape, and some whispered "Oh my god!" over and over again. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the fifteen figures flying in the sky on the screen.

"speed,"

Someone suddenly shouted.

"Prepare to calculate their speed!"

The technician's fingers flew across the keyboard, his eyes glued to the data on the radar screen.

His lips trembled, and his voice trembled as well: "Speed... three thousand kilometers per hour... and it's still increasing... four thousand... six thousand..."

No one spoke in the meeting room.

With a speed of 6,000 kilometers per hour, it is seven or eight times faster than a regular passenger plane and two or three times faster than a fighter jet.

And they are people, not airplanes.

No runway needed, no refueling needed, no maintenance needed.

On the Japanese fleet, the commander stood on the bridge, with a live broadcast playing on the screen in front of him.

He saw the fifteen points of light crossing the strait at an incredible speed, heading straight for Dongdu Island.

His fingers gripped the railing, trembling slightly from the force.

The live stream ball followed Luo Fei at a distance of about ten meters above him, and the image remained stable.

Anti-gravity technology ensures lossless image quality; no matter how fast Luo Feifei moves, the camera remains locked, and the image remains perfectly still.

Xiao Wan's voice rang in Luo Fei's earpiece: "Captain, the live stream has been locked. Current viewership across the entire planet: 2.1 billion. And it's still growing."

Luo Fei didn't say anything and continued flying forward.

Beneath my feet lies the blue sea, shimmering like a giant mirror.

Several ships, warships and coast guard vessels from the Dragon Kingdom, are sailing towards Dongdu Island.

There were people standing on the deck, looking up and waving at the sky.

Luo Fei couldn't see their faces, but he could see their waving arms.

In less than ten minutes, the coastline of Dongdu Island came into view.

Luo Fei began to slow down, and the fifteen people behind him also slowed down, keeping the formation neat and orderly.

He hovered hundreds of meters above Dongdu Island, looking down at the island.

The sun was shining brightly; I could see the traffic on the street and pedestrians walking on the sidewalk. Someone stopped and looked up at the sky, probably having spotted them.

Soon, several fighter jets rapidly approached them, air-to-air missiles trailing flames as they hurtled in from under their wings.

On the ground, several missile launchers have been erected, their tails spewing out raging flames.

Dozens of anti-aircraft guns locked onto the target simultaneously and opened fire almost at the same time.

As the Chinese people watched the missile strike live, their hearts clenched, and they secretly worried for them.

Luo Fei watched the missiles and shells hurtling towards them, then extended two index fingers, shooting out beams of light continuously.

In an instant, all the missiles and shells still in the air exploded in mid-air, and at the same time, the fighter jets, missile launchers and anti-aircraft gun positions were also destroyed.

After doing all this.

Luo Fei's voice was broadcast worldwide via the live ball and also reached the ears of every soldier through the armor's communication system.

"Xiao Wan, divide the military deployment on Dongdu Island into fifteen parts, plan the routes of action, and send them to everyone's armor."

Xiao Wan's voice immediately rang out: "Received. Planned. Fifteen routes have been sent, and coordinates for all targets have been marked. The armored auxiliary system will navigate automatically."

Luo Fei continued, "Proceed according to the planned route. Do not harm any civilians. All soldiers who have laid down their weapons must not be harmed. Anyone carrying a gun—a warning will be given; if they do not lay down their weapons, they may be shot on sight."

The voices of fifteen people rang out simultaneously, as uniform as if they were one person.

"yes!"

Then they dispersed.

Fifteen deep blue dots of light separated from the V-shaped formation, like a blooming flower, flying off in different directions. Each dot had its own goal, its own route, and its own mission.

The live broadcast was split into two screens – Luo Fei was on the left, and the right side of the screen showed the first-person perspective of one of the armored suits.

In the scene, the ground is rapidly approaching, and a radar station appears in the center of the field of view with its antenna rotating. Several soldiers in camouflage uniforms are around it, looking up as they see armored warriors descending from the sky. Some of them raise their guns.

The armored soldier's voice came through the live stream: "Drop your weapons. This is the first warning."

The soldier didn't lower his gun; his hand was shaking, and the muzzle was trembling, but he didn't pull the trigger because he didn't know what would happen if he did.

The armored warrior gave no further warning. The weapon system on his wrist lit up, and a thin beam of light shot out, striking the ground at the soldier's feet. A fist-sized hole was burned into the ground, which was smoking.

The soldier dropped his gun, crouched down, and covered his head with his hands.

The armored soldier didn't look at him again, turned around and walked towards the radar station's control room, punched through the iron door, and went inside.

The scene shifts, and an armored soldier lands at a missile site.

Several soldiers were operating a missile launcher when they saw armored vehicles descending from the sky. Some tried to run, some collapsed to the ground, and some raised their hands.

The armored soldier didn't fire. He walked to the missile launcher, grabbed the support frame with both hands, and snapped it off like a tree branch. The missile launcher tilted to one side, crashed to the ground, and kicked up a cloud of dust.

Switching again, to an air force base.

There were several fighter jets on the runway; some were parked in the hangar, some were on the runway, and some were taxiing, attempting to take off.

The armored warrior landed on the runway, blocking the taxiing fighter jet.

The pilot saw it and pulled up the control stick to fly over it, but the armored soldier jumped up, grabbed the fighter jet's landing gear with one hand, and pressed the entire fighter jet back onto the runway like it was a toy.

The plane's wheels scraped against the runway, emitting a plume of black smoke, and then it came to a stop.

The armored soldier released his grip, stood on the wing, and shouted to the pilot in the cockpit, "Get down."

The pilot took off his helmet, raised his hands, and climbed out of the cockpit.

The comment section of the live stream has turned into a sea of ​​amazement.

"This isn't war, it's a dimensional attack."

"One person can take down a military base, and fifteen people can take over the entire island—more than enough."

"Look how easily they dismantle the missile launcher, it's like they're breaking chopsticks."

"The one who held the plane down with his bare hands, I would call him the strongest."

"I cried, really, when did China become so powerful?"

"It's not that we became stronger at some point, but that we've always been this strong; it's just that we're only seeing it now."

Inside the office building on Dongdu Island, sirens blared and red lights flashed rapidly in the corridors.

One phone call after another came in, each one bringing bad news.

Reports came one after another, each more urgent than the last, filled with barely concealed panic, like dominoes falling one after another, the situation taking a sharp turn for the worse.

The official who had been standing by the window with his back to everyone slowly turned around.

His face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see his expression. Only his deep voice could be heard: "Give the order... to cease resistance."

The scene was silent; no one moved.

He spoke again, his voice slightly higher and hoarse, as if he had accepted his fate: "Give the order! Cease resistance! Everyone, lay down your weapons!"

The phone was slowly picked up, and instructions began to be relayed up the chain of command.

Some people sobbed softly, some slumped in their chairs, and some stood by the window gazing at the sky.

Although there was nothing in the sky, everyone knew that the threats were hanging overhead and could strike at any moment.

On the streets of Dongdu Island, people stopped by the roadside and looked up at the deep blue lights that streaked across the sky.

Some people were taking photos with their phones, some were silently shedding tears, some were smiling, and some were waving the flag of the Dragon Kingdom.

An elderly man stood on his balcony, clutching a flag tightly in his hand, his arm trembling slightly, the flag fluttering in the wind.

Luo Fei hovered above Dongdu Island, looking down at the entire island.

Xiao Wan's voice rang in his ears: "Captain, all fifteen task forces have completed their missions. There were no civilian casualties, and the soldiers who laid down their weapons have been gathered and resettled."

Luo Fei hummed in agreement.

He looked down at the island, at the military facilities being destroyed, at the people looking up, and at the flag fluttering on the balcony.

A slight smile played on his lips, then he looked away and addressed the live stream:

"From this moment forward, Dongdu Island officially returns to the Dragon Kingdom."