A man should have a perfect body, and strong muscles are the best clothes for men!

Perfect muscles are the noblest virtue of the Polyans!

The strongest warriors were born in Polya, and the strongest warriors were born in the tribe of Typhon – the Polyan proverb.

Militsa, born in the Typhon tribe of Polya, has been known to the tribe since he was a child for his great strength. He was able to lift a half-ton rock when he was only 6 years old, and at the age of 8 he could wrestle with the strongest rhinoceros and knock it to the ground......

Militsa's tribe has always produced the strongest warriors, most notably Rock Johnson. Not only is it powerful, but its body is as hard as a rock, and Momoa, known as the Sea King, dares to fight the great white shark in the most dangerous seas.

When the tribe's priests held a rite of passage for the strongest warrior, they would teach him the secret technique that only the most powerful body in the world could wield: madness. By accelerating the blood flow, the muscles of the body are fully functioning, and the specific effect depends on the physical fitness of each fighter. For example, Dwayne Johnson can increase his strength by 2.4 times through madness, and make his body hard enough to carry 7.62mm bullets.

In order to become the strongest warrior in the world, Militsa stepped out of the tribe and used her strong body to find and challenge powerful enemies. Not just humans, but also the most dangerous animals!

In the past 20 years, Militsa has hunted whales in the Arctic, bears in Siberia, pythons in Africa, and mercenaries in the Middle East...... As his strength grew stronger, he began to get bored, where was the powerful enemy in this world?

It wasn't until Militsa came to the magical land of China that there were more masters here than he had ever met all over the world combined.

An old man named Yu Chenghui, Militsa really didn't know why an old man in his 60s would beat himself all over the place. Unwilling to admit defeat, Milica recovered from his trauma and went to challenge again, but was defeated again, the first time with a gun, a spear, a spear without a head, and the second time with a sword, a sword without a blade......

He couldn't figure out why this ordinary wooden stick and iron bar should have been interrupted by a single punch of his own iron fist, and why he would bounce his strength back as if it were on water, and he couldn't use it. So Militsa got on the same page with the old gentleman, and he swore that he would not leave here until he was defeated!

The old gentleman was also a good man, and prepared food for him, although it was rude, but it was the first time that Militsa had eaten the food that had been prepared for him.

Militsa saw the old gentleman as his opponent, but soon, he realized that he was wrong and that he was not qualified to be his opponent at all. Because this old gentleman is best at two-handed swords. He saw with his own eyes that a piece of iron more than 5 meters away from the old gentleman was split in half by the silver light thrown from his sword.

Ordinary steel, Militsa doesn't need to use any effort to squeeze it as a rag, but this piece of iron, Militsa's strength and madness, can't shake it even a bit. His madness has been able to increase his strength by about 3 times more. When he was a mercenary, he could easily push out a tank stuck in a trench........ According to the old gentleman, it was the scrap of his sword.

That silver light, Mr. Yu called it sword qi....... After saying that, he sighed, and Militsa asked him at that time: "Respected elder, your sword qi is already so powerful, why do you still sigh?"

"The sword qi has been completed, but the aura is too thin...... I'm afraid I won't be able to survive for long with my body, do you want to learn swords from me? Your body is suitable for learning epee......"

"Thank you, Elder, for your appreciation, but the only weapon we Polyans are best at is every muscle in our body. ”

"Hmm... Ahem, ahem... In our Huaxia, there are also sages who rely on their bodies to open this piece of heaven and earth, and legend has it that their bodies are comparable to the hardest steel, and one punch and one kick are comparable to the secret art of the divine sword. ”

Militsa listened to Mr. Yu tell how domineering those characters that only exist in mythology are, shattering stars with one punch and splitting the sea with one kick, and their bodies are like a hundred refined steel...... Isn't this exactly what you're pursuing?

The old man didn't know how to cultivate this kind of divine body, but the way of cultivation was all the way, and feeling the aura was definitely the first step in cultivation.

"Reiki, elder, are you talking about the warm breath that is running around my body? As soon as I am injured, this breath will run around my wound, and it will be cured quickly, hehe, Militsa can't be defeated......"

The old man looked at him fixedly for a while, and couldn't help but shake his head: "You fool has had an accident! No wonder I've had a lot better since I beat you over." But that's how you use Reiki, try to control it and integrate it into your body......"

"Elder, I think I'm getting stronger, let's fight again!"

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" Old Man Yu's sword pierced his body and burst out of sparks, just as he felt that he was invincible in the world, a silver light flew over, brushed his neck, and blood beads flowed down the brown-black skin with goosebumps to his chest. Milley noticed an electric current running overhead, and he was thrilled.

Old Man Yu coughed heavily twice before he came back to his senses: "Fool, remember, don't feel that you are invincible in the world, and there is no end to the path of cultivation...... Do you remember why you came here? Ever since you embarked on this path of cultivation, you have to keep it in mind, and you must remember it all the time!"

Militsa nodded heavily, he finally knew why Dwayne Johnson and Momoa the Sea King never returned to the tribe, and why his parents were in tears. After embarking on this path, it is impossible to think about going back to the past, becoming stronger, constantly getting stronger, always getting stronger, this is the goal of Militsa's life!

There is no nail in the mountain, and Militsa is about to become Mount Tai. But the effort during this period of time is naturally rewarded, he has been able to carry the old man's sword qi, of course, this is also related to the deterioration of the old man's physical condition.

Compared with the red face at the beginning, the old man now looks like an old man who is about to die, and now he even has a hard time practicing his sword! The only thing that can tell that he is not an ordinary person is that his eyes are shining from time to time.

Militsa was finally a man with a conscience, worthy of the old man's care and teaching. In addition to his cultivation, I would also chat with him and carry him to see the sunset.......

"Fool, we've been here for 13 years, ahem...... Can I ask you to help me get on a run?"

"Elder, tell me, in our tribe, an elder like you will definitely be blessed by the witch god......" There was a glimmer of crystal light on Milicha's big square face. has been with this old man for more than ten years, and he is also a master and a father, even if it is a thing, he will agree to ten hundred things!

"Help me bring my sword down the mountain....... Ahem....... That is the house that I owe them......."