Zongman: The post-2D era

They expressed their respect for this brave man in the simplest way. Some bowed to express their gratitude, some raised their arms and cheered, and some shed tears.

"Brave, brave..."

It seemed as if all the gratitude could be transformed into cheers and applause.

Feng Feng was just about to speak when suddenly, a sharp pain surged out of his body like a tide. His face changed and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

The impact of the giant's final blow had unknowingly ripped the balance of power within him, shocking a powerful force into his body.

He clenched his teeth and tried to steady himself, but the force rushed through his body like boiling water, and every impact made him feel his internal organs tremble.

When Yagyu Souji saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly ran towards Fengfeng, holding the long sword with a broken blade tightly in his hand.

He stopped in front of Feng Feng, stared at him with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You are injured, can you still catch my knife?"

As he spoke, a sharp blade light condensed on the Dawn Sword, as if it was ready to break through the air and cut off Feng Feng's neck at any time.

Chapter 728: Yuno of the Distant Claw

Wednesday, June 28

In a small village in the world of Yishura, Feng Feng is telling stories to several village children.

“The demon king that had been feared by all creatures in the world has been defeated. In this era, people no longer have to worry about extinction.

Today, when he can still have illusions about the future, Yuno, who is far away from home, is involved in a brutal and violent dispute.

The beautiful scenery was gone, the city and the trees and flowers were all in flames. Yunuo, who was disintegrated alive, escaped with the wailing of his best friend.

The most despairing thing is to be helpless and watch a close friend die."

"Yunuo with the hooked claw in the distance is so pitiful, how is she? Where is she?" the village children asked questions in unison.

Feng Feng stood up and pointed to the dilapidated church building in the village and said, "She followed me, the "brave man", here."

"You want me to kill all those unreasonable strong men who destroy cities by themselves."

"Hey, traveler, I'm the chief of this village. It's almost time for dinner, kids, it's time to go home!"

In the distance, the old man sitting at the door of the wooden house, smoking a hookah, stood up kindly, but his pupils shrank into needles.

"Little devils, go home!"

Although the old man's steps were slow, they were firm and unquestionable.

He approached slowly, pulling the children gently but firmly with his dry fingers, with a kind smile on his lips, but seriousness and vigilance flashing in his eyes.

He shouted in a low voice: "Go home, little ones, the food is getting cold!"

Although the village children were reluctant to hear Feng Feng's story, they still stood up obediently and trotted away towards their homes when faced with the usually dignified village chief.

The old man turned around, a warm smile appeared on his face, and he said to Feng Feng: "Traveler, you are a strong man, and we are just a group of ordinary farmers, who only want to live in peace on this land."

"Please do not bring the disputes and fights from the outside world into our small village. We cannot afford it."

Although the words were spoken softly, each one was of great significance, like an invisible wall separating Fengfeng from the village.

Feng Feng nodded slightly and looked deeply at the ruins of the dilapidated church, as if he could penetrate the layers of broken walls and glimpse the past glory and present desolation.

He slowly turned around, facing the old man's aged but determined face, and asked softly:

"If there were no more powerful people who could destroy cities in the world, and all power was bound to mediocrity, would you be happy, village chief?"

A complex emotion flashed across the old man's eyes. He took a deep breath of the water pipe in his hand. In the smoke, his weather-beaten face looked even more resolute and fearless.

He slowly exhaled the smoke, and said in a low but firm voice: "Of course, traveler. If there were no strong men and no disputes in the world, my son would not have died at the hands of a strong man because of a single word."

"We farmers just want to work from sunrise to sunset on this land and live a peaceful life."

Feng Feng's eyes became sharp and deep, and he walked lightly towards the dilapidated church. Every step seemed to be stepping on the dust of history.

Seeing this, the old man frowned and stared at Feng Feng's back, thinking of the rumors about the brave man, and had the illusion of witnessing history.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the ruins of the church, adding a sense of desolation to the ruins.

Feng Feng pushed open a rickety door and walked in.

The church was dark and eerie, with the air filled with the smell of dampness and decay. However, in this dead silence, an inexplicable force was surging.

Suddenly, a figure walked out from the depths of the church. That person was Yuno.

There were faint scars on her body, but there was a determined light in her eyes.

She walked up to Feng Feng, knelt on one knee, and her voice was full of awe and gratitude: "Master Brave, you finally agree with my idea."

This scene, like an ancient scroll slowly unfolding in reality, is full of mystery and solemnity.

Feng Feng looked at Yunuo kneeling in front of him, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

He gently stroked his forehead, as if to dispel his chaotic thoughts about how the plot of Yi Shura had changed because of him:

——Is that so? I can’t forgive him. I can’t forgive the so-called strong man.

Although he managed to save his life with the help of the hero, Yuno, who was hooked in the distance, felt wrong emotions in his heart.

However, for a girl who has lost everything, she needs a reason to keep moving forward.

——Kill the so-called strong. In this world, there are brave people who can bury the strong.

Out of hatred for the unreasonable "strong ones", the girl chases after the brave man and embarks on a journey together. The journey to destroy the "strongest one" begins.

"Anyway, healing is what the people of this world want."

Feng Feng took a deep breath and looked at Yunuo who was kneeling in front of him, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Yunuo, I'm not the hero you're talking about. I'm just an ordinary traveler."

Feng Feng's voice echoed in the empty church, with a hint of helplessness and determination, "But, I heard your request."

He slowly stretched out his hands, and some invisible power seemed to be condensed on his palms. The power gradually became dazzling, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, warm and full of power.

As Feng Feng slowly raised his hand, the light in the church seemed to tremble, as if preparing for the coming changes.

"I'll just learn from Emperor Huang Tian and make decisions for eternity."

Feng Feng gently stroked his forehead with a wry smile on his face. He looked around, and the ruins of the church looked even more desolate under the afterglow of the setting sun.

He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all the heavy historical atmosphere into his body.

“I am not a hero,” he reiterated, his voice echoing in the empty church, “but I am willing to do my best to make this world return to normal.”

He closed his eyes and slowly formed seals with his hands in front of his chest.

An invisible force began to gather around him, like mist in the morning light, gradually spreading out.

The light in the church began to soften, and the cold and damp air seemed to be dispelled by this power.

As Feng Feng finished speaking, the crystal clear ice star in his arms flew out.

The ice star emitted a faint blue light in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if it were a sealed star, containing endless mysteries and power.

Feng Feng held the Ice Star tightly, his eyes closed, as if he was communicating with some mysterious power.

"Reverse the beam of light, absorb the light and all supernatural powers."

Feng Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He held the Ice Star high and pointed it at the setting sun in the sky.

A powerful force surged out from Feng Feng's body, pushing the Ice Star slowly up into the sky.

The ice star drew a bright trail in the sky, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

The sky suddenly became unusually bright, as if all the stars gathered at this moment, laying the final foundation for the miracle that was about to happen.

Feng Feng's figure gradually became transparent in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if he himself was the last ray of sunshine that was about to disappear.

The ice star he held high was no longer a simple ice crystal, but had turned into a dazzling star, emitting dazzling light.

"I will absorb all the extraordinary power of this world to heal my wounds."

Feng Feng's voice was low and solemn, as if it carried some irresistible magic.

As his words fell, the entire continent seemed to tremble. The extraordinary powers hidden in the mountains, rivers, and plants began to flow slowly, gathering into brilliant beams of light that shot straight into the sky.

"Strong ones, if you want to maintain your power, come and stop me!"

Chapter 729 The Disappearing World

Thursday, June 29

"The 100th strong man, the loser. Is there no one coming to this world?"

Following Feng Feng's low shout, the Ice Star seemed to be given life, spinning rapidly in the air, releasing layers of ripple-like light.

Wherever the light reached, the originally dark church was filled with fallen warriors, and the ruins seemed to be stained with new blood at this moment.

At the same time, an invisible force emanated from the ice star, penetrating the walls of the church, penetrating the entire continent, and tightly connecting everyone's hearts together.

Under the shining of the bright stars, Feng Feng's figure gradually became blurred, as if he had merged into the light.

"I have accumulated enough extraordinary power to cut off this world."

At the same time, in every corner of the continent, whether it was a bustling city or a remote village, a transparent crystal ball appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

In the crystal ball, Feng Feng's figure is looming, and his voice travels through time and space, echoing in everyone's heart.

"If no one comes, I will cut off the connection between heaven and earth."

Feng Feng's figure flickered in the crystal ball, and his voice was like the sound of an ancient bell, echoing in the depths of everyone's heart.

His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could see into everyone's soul.

In the bustling capital, the powerful people on the high-rise buildings felt the fluctuation of this power.

There were complex emotions flashing in their eyes, some were filled with fear, some were filled with anger, and some were filled with determination.

Their figures seemed unusually tall in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if challenging the power that was about to change the world.

In remote villages, villagers sat around the campfire, their faces filled with confusion and anxiety.

But in this uneasiness, there is also an inexplicable expectation.

They looked up at the sky, and the bright stars seemed to be telling them some unknown destiny.