Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

When possessed by a Martial Soul, one's strength doubles again, reaching 720000 jin (approximately 360 tons).

The fifth soul skill, Blazing Step, increases strength by 30%, which roughly translates to 400 tons.

Furthermore, this was a full-force punch, so the power was many times greater.

While ordinary people can unleash three to five times their own strength, even a conservative estimate would be that the pure-blooded Heavenly Horned Ant of the Eastern Green could unleash at least ten times its own strength.

In other words.

At least 7200000 jin, totaling 3,600 tons of force, were all concentrated in Dong Qing's fist at this moment.

This is enough power to kill a god with a single punch.

next second.

Facing the golden beam of light that was a hundred meters in diameter, Dong Qing threw a seemingly ordinary punch.

"A serious punch!"

Chapter 505, Snowflakes are falling everywhere, falling into my heart.

"A serious punch"

Dong Qing's fist was not large, and could even be described as ordinary. It was just a normal fist, without expanding a thousand times or flashing with dazzling light.

But this seemingly ordinary fist slammed into a golden beam of light that was a hundred meters in diameter.

The terrifying fist wind, carrying a horrifying fist pressure, blasted through the golden pillar of light and the huge angel projection image behind it like a laser cannon.

The fist slammed into the giant angel projection, grazing the side of Qian Renxue's real body inside, and almost instantly blasted a large hole in the chest of the giant angel projection.

Like a shattered robot, the giant angel projection became unstable, and the angelic holy sword broke apart, turning into countless flying fragments.

This is far more monstrous than any laser cannon. The terrifying fist pressure forcibly compressed from Dongqing's fist, which has the force of several thousand tons, is no different from that of a planet-destroying cannon.

Fortunately, Dong Qing was aware of Qian Renxue's true location. He deliberately controlled the pressure of his punch, preventing it from making any direct contact with her.

But to his surprise, he still greatly underestimated his own strength. He used a single point to unleash a powerful burst of energy, condensing over three thousand tons of force into a single fist.

Because of the next moment.

The sky suddenly split open...

A huge hole appeared in the vast blue sky. If you looked down from outside Douluo Star, you could clearly see that the atmosphere had been blasted open.

This is a gap with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers that appeared outside the planet, directly blasting away the ozone layer, allowing cosmic rays and various radiation waves from outside the planet to penetrate into the interior of Douluo Star without any restraint.

Fortunately, this gap was not large for the entire Douluo Star and could be completely repaired by itself. Before long, the ozone layer was repaired by the natural circulation system of Douluo Star.

In a fantasy world free from human technological pollution, the planet's own self-sustaining system is incredibly powerful.

To others, Dongqing's punch was terrifying, enough to kill a living god with a single blow.

But for a planet, it's at most like a ripple on the surface of a pond, even if it's exceptionally noticeable.

at the same time.

Holy crap!

Dong Qing only had time to utter "Holy crap!" before the ground beneath his feet began to collapse and crumble, forming a deep pit into which he fell.

Dust and mud rose everywhere, and yellow earth filled the sky.

Even if the ground beneath Dong Qing's feet only experienced one-tenth of the reaction force, it was still several hundred tons of force, and it was concentrated on a human body that was about 1.78 meters tall.

With such a powerful reaction force, he buried himself underground, as if he were giving himself a burial.

Perhaps in the world of technology.

A single building can weigh tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of tons, so Dongqing's mere few thousand tons of power is nothing.

Even for a planet, his power is not even worth the tip of a cow's hair.

However, strength and weight cannot be compared in this way; in fact, to a certain extent, they are not comparable at all.

One is the total weight of the massive object's surface area; this is its weight.

One is the explosive power that Dongqing unleashes with his fist; this is strength.

Strength and weight are two different things; they may be similar, but they are fundamentally different.

simply put.

If Dong Qing were to unleash his full power, he could reduce a modern, technologically advanced city to ruins in just over ten seconds; no skyscraper could withstand his punches.

Let alone tens of thousands of tons, hundreds of thousands of tons, or even hundreds of millions of tons, so what?

Simply piling up weight results in nothing more than inanimate objects...

Even if these behemoths could move, their explosive speed would certainly not match the speed of Dongqing's punch.

It should be understood that a humanoid body capable of withstanding the force of thousands of tons is already beyond the imagination of ordinary beings.

Even when Dongqing was changing jobs, in order to avoid losing control of his power and hurting others, he always lay down and waited for them to move on their own.

.......

The moment Dongqing threw his punch and fell to the ground was only a blink of an eye.

Qian Renxue gradually recovered from her shock. The divine state she had been barely maintaining finally dissipated, and her ninth soul skill, Angel's Descent, slowly disappeared.

"I actually lost again?" Qian Renxue looked somewhat dazed.

Just now.

In her daze, she seemed to see an enormous scarlet fist with a bloody word for death written on it, flying towards her.

Fortunately, the crimson fist only grazed her and didn't actually touch her real body. It merely blasted through the huge angel projection formed by her soul power.

"You bastard! You filthy man, how dare you hit me so hard!"

Qian Renxue's first thought wasn't fear, but rather an explosion of anger within her.

When she looked down and saw Dongqing had fallen into the deep pit, she flapped her brilliant golden wings slightly and darted down, completely ignoring the dust and dirt flying everywhere in the pit.

After she pulled a man whose head was stuck upside down in the ground, she wrapped her long, white legs around his neck and straddled his head, giving him a thorough beating, paying particular attention to his handsome face.

"Sister, isn't it over already? Why are you still hitting me?"

Dong Qing gently placed his hand on Qian Renxue's waist, letting her hand pull at his face. He was thick-skinned anyway, so he just treated it as a funny thing between husband and wife.

As for whether Qian Renxue actively or passively relinquished her divine state and ninth soul skill, Angel's Descent, it can be considered a defeat to some extent.

Defeat... The female angel... does whatever she wants.

Dong Qing felt himself suddenly become more assertive.

"So what? I'm going to hit you!"

Qian Renxue was perfectly justified. Of course, she didn't know that Dong Qing had stood up for himself, otherwise she would have burned him with a holy fire of light.

However, considering Dongqing's physical defenses, this fire would at most burn off his pants.

"So this time... I win?"

Dong Qing asked the question he was concerned about directly, because he was a little afraid that Qian Renxue would not admit defeat and would drag him to continue fighting.

"Win my ass! At a time like this, you don't care about me at all, and you're still thinking about winning or losing. I didn't expect you to actually care about those 100,000-year-old soul beasts." Qian Renxue said angrily.

She hadn't expected that Dongqing would still be thinking about that kind of thing at this moment. Wasn't she enough to satisfy him?

Um... okay, I really can't do it alone.

After thinking about certain unspeakable things, Qian Renxue's body went limp, but her hands continued to move, doing whatever they wanted to Dong Qing's handsome face.

"Sister, you know I'm a responsible man!"

Call me Xue'er!!!

“Just call me sister! I really don’t want to make any distinction between the two of you, Xue’er, and forcibly define your status. Besides, calling you sister makes us seem closer.”

"Closer? You might as well just call me..."

"lady?"

"Husband?"

that's it.

Qian Renxue wrapped her legs around Dong Qing's neck, hanging on him and continuously pounding her fists.

However, as the fight progressed, the two of them inexplicably disappeared from the sight of Xiao Wu, A Rou, Bibi Dong, Blue Silver Emperor A Yin, and Dark Qian Renxue.

......

Two and a half hours later.

Thirty kilometers outside Tiandou City, in a secluded field.

As far as the eye can see, the golden wheat fields sway in the wind like waves, and beneath a scarecrow lie two disheveled men and women.

"What a nice view!"

Qian Renxue nestled in Dong Qing's arms, reaching out to pluck at the golden ears of wheat beside her. The plump grains seemed to confirm that it was a season of abundant harvest.

"Shouldn't it be harvest season now?"

Dong Qing placed his hands behind his head, gently supporting the back of his head, with a straw in his mouth, and looked down at Qian Renxue who was lying in his arms.

"Yes! In another three or four days, the wheat will probably be fully ripe."

Although somewhat curious about why Dongqing asked the question, Qian Renxue still told him what she knew.

"The wheat ears are so ripe and full, this year must be a bumper harvest. The villagers who farm should have no problem having enough to eat, right?" Dongqing asked with some curiosity.

Because the Heaven Dou Empire has many duchies and kingdoms, and the taxes vary from place to place, he really didn't know whether the taxes in Heaven Dou City were heavy or not.

"No one should starve to death," Qian Renxue said calmly.

"Won't starve to death?"

Dongqing glanced at the golden wheat field in the distance, which resembled ocean waves, and then looked carefully at the plump ears of wheat on the stalks beside him. He immediately felt that he had fallen into a blind spot in his knowledge.

Noticing Dongqing's confusion, Qianrenxue explained, "Husband... indeed, it's still a bit unfamiliar... Xiaoqing, you were raised by the village chief since you were little. No matter how low his official position was, he still held some status, so there are some things you don't know and don't quite understand the hardships of life."

"The Holy Soul Village where you were before belongs to the Fasno Province, which is a special province designated by the Empire. Because it is located near the border and borders the Star Dou Great Forest, it is a place with very light taxes. Most commoners pay only 5% of the taxes."