Earth, Africa, the world's first desert depths.

The yellow sand was rolling, the scorching sun was high, and the blazing heat distorted the air.

This is a forbidden area of life, and everyone who sets foot in this forbidden area needs to tremble and be prepared to survive the wrath of nature.

At this time, there was a figure, but only wearing a thin martial arts uniform, standing quietly in the wind and sand and high temperature.

He is not tall, but as long as he is a living body, he will feel an inexplicable aura.

It was as if it was not a human being standing in the sand.

It's the mountains.

"It is worthy of being the king of martial arts, can just a simple martial will influence us?"

On the tall sand dunes within a radius of 3,000 meters, a group of people looked at the lonely figure in the desert from afar.

These people have different looks and races, but they have one thing in common, and that is their determined eyes, as if nothing is shakable, and they have a will and soul like steel.

They are either high-level national leaders, or heads of large mercenary corps, or behind-the-scenes bosses of multinational corporations, and their power has reached the pinnacle of this world, even with the state, they can talk on an equal footing.

But beyond that, they have another identity.

Aspire to break through the limits of human physical fitness and pursue higher and stronger martial artists!

And in the martial arts realm, everyone must look up to that person's figure.

"Feng Wu, the founder of extreme martial arts, practiced the incorruptible body of King Kong at the age of twenty-five, reached the limit of human physical fitness, and at the age of thirty, the will of boxing and the body were fused into one, liberating the power of his own courage, inviting the world to fight, no one can beat him. Known as the strongest individual in the 3,000-year history of mankind, the king of martial arts who climbed to the pinnacle of mankind in the era of hot weapons by force, after today, I don't know if you are alive or dead?"

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, incompatible with the desert environment, does not see a trace of sweat on his body, and his skin does not show a trace of flushing under the scorching sun.

"It is our sorrow to be born in the same era as him, he has instinctively dominated the world for hundreds of years, but unfortunately his martial arts are too domineering, extreme martial arts, challenging his own limits, either life or death, it is a miracle that he can come to this point. ”

A blonde young man wearing a vest and shorts, two meters tall, muscular, as hard as granite, he is the chief instructor of the world's strongest mercenary legion Blue Rose, and the martial arts tyrant nicknamed the "King of Hell", but in the face of that figure, he had to bow his proud head.

"Extreme martial arts is a demonic way, and that fierce martial arts will has made him and destroyed him. His boxing skills have been able to pass through the ghosts and gods, counting the past and present, no one can defeat him head-on! Extreme martial arts has lost the momentum to move forward, and the will of the domineering martial arts has washed his spirit, in recent years, his mood fluctuations have become smaller and smaller, and he has gradually lost his fear, excitement, joy, and sadness, and if he does not break through, he will eventually become a walking corpse who only knows how to pursue power. ”

An old man with crane hair and a childish face is wearing a white martial arts uniform, spotless in the wind and sand, like an immortal, this is a sign of strength, a feather is not added, flies and insects can not fall, any dust that falls on the surface of the body will be bounced away by the force.

"So here he is······ Is there no living creature in the world that can threaten him, and for the sake of that illusory future, he is willing to give up all earthly fetters and fight to the death with the nuclear bomb at the pinnacle of human thermal weapons? Even a small-yield nuclear bomb is not something that the human body can resist!"

A woman with long hair fluttering and a temperament like a hollow valley orchid looked at the figure and muttered.

"I really envy him! I want to let go of everything, go to his side, not for fame, not for profit, just for fists and life, in this era of declining boxing, to the peak of hot weapons to send out a warrior's roar! Unfortunately, there are too many behind me, and I can't let go of ·······."

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sighed complicatedly.

"Yes, not for fame, not for profit, just for fist and life······ It's a pity that we're not him, so we can only be martial artists, and he's ·······"

"King of Martial Arts!!"

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The secret services of the countries of the world are busy, and the heads of state pay close attention to the situation in the desert.

Everyone wants to know whether it is the feudal force that creates a new history, or whether the nuclear bomb perpetuates the myth of thermal weapons.

"How did you collect his body data, and did you have any good countermeasures to deal with such a character?"

High-level officials of various countries have made such inquiries to their respective secret services.

"He represents the pinnacle of individual human strength. His bodily functions had reached a terrible level, ordinary bullets could not penetrate his superficial skin and qi-blood diaphragm, and armor-piercing bullets might cause him some damage, but it was limited. ”

"He runs at a speed of more than 150 kilometers per hour, and his short-range bursts far exceed that value. ”

"He mastered the method of vibrating and exerting force, so that the power of each punch was greatly increased, which was roughly equivalent to a high-explosive grenade. And the most terrifying thing about him is not his physical fitness, but the degree of brain liberation, he seems to have the ability to affect the senses and thinking of creatures, and it is difficult for any creature to support his interference, and even die directly, and the tactical role of the sea of people is limited. ”

"To deal with such a character, unless at the cost of destroying one or several large cities, forcibly destroyed with high-power hot weapons, there is no chance at all, and there will be a terrible counterattack, if he has murderous intent, I am afraid that he will be killed on the second day of your seat, frankly speaking, we have no way to stop him!"

This kind of data analysis was transmitted to the high-level of various countries, and everyone was silent, can a mere human being, a martial artist, really reach such a realm?

They hold power that is difficult for others to reach, but the person on the screen is in control of their life and death.

Is this the king of martial arts?!

A military base on the outskirts of the Sahara.

At the heart of the base, a tall man sat in his seat with a gloomy face, staring at the blurred figure on satellite television.

"Is everything ready?"

The man's voice was low, like a bell, and the ground trembled slightly.

"Ready, the weight of the nuclear bomb has doubled, and it is definitely not something that living beings can compete with. ”

An answer was heard in the shadows.

"Feng Wu, we have been friends for twelve years, and I don't want to surpass you all the time, but I have to admit that you are indeed a genius. It's a pity that today you are killing yourself, after you leave, I will be the new pinnacle of martial arts, the king of the century!!"

The man's eyes shone brightly, and the air around him seemed to be distorted, filled with foreign objects like black mist, faintly converging into a terrifying pattern.

At this time, the wind and clouds changed suddenly, and everyone's eyes converged on the depths of the Taklamakan Desert, the sky was dim, flying sand and rocks, and a black object crossed the sky with a huge roar, falling straight towards the place where Feng Wu was.

"Are you coming?"

Everyone present felt something in their hearts, looked up at the sky, looked at the black warhead that made a roar, and within the range of the nuclear bomb, everyone's spirit tensed, and the extremely keen sixth sense roared wildly in their hearts, indicating the terrible crisis that was about to appear.

At the same time, the eyes of the world's top leaders are focused here.

"Is it finally here?"

Feng Wu, who was standing in the wind and sand, suddenly opened his eyes, which were like a pair of eyes like stagnant water, and his domineering martial will made his spirit unbearable, and he gradually lost all kinds of emotions.

However, at this moment, this pair of backwater-like eyes finally showed a trace of fluctuation, even if it was as strong as him, in the face of the peak of the thermal weapon, the hairs on his body unconsciously stood upside down, and the sixth sense, which could predict the danger, told him with a crazy tremor that if he didn't escape, he would definitely die!

"What a fear I've never seen in a long time······· It's a pity that I'm not going to back down!!"

Feng Wu felt that his blood that had been quiet for a long time was boiling at this moment, and his slightly emaciated body suddenly swelled, like an inflated balloon, skyrocketing to two meters three, and his muscles were massed, as hard as steel.

"There is! King Kong is not bad, the size is satisfactory, the peak of human physical strength!!"

Everyone's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that this was the result of Feng Wu's full use of qi and blood and bulging his body, and this was going to be real.

"It's not enough!"

Feng Wu muttered in a low voice, behind him, there seemed to be a faint stream of distorted foreign objects like smoke spreading, except for the martial arts masters present, the rest of the high-level people of various countries who observed through remote equipment could not observe this rushing hidden power at all, this is a miracle produced after martial arts training has reached the limit, a terrifying illusory power that can only be transmitted through the spirit.

The root of the secret martial arts, the power of courage!

Feng Wu's strength is condensed, eight meters high and one or two, like a giant god statue, giving people boundless pressure.

"The power of the spirit condenses eight meters and one two, the legend of the Buddha Sakyamuni cultivated into six golden bodies, and the personal practice dominates the ancient and modern, converted, it is only the power of the spirit to condense five or six meters, is the Buddha above ?!!?"

The martial artists present all gasped, and they themselves rose up with different strengths of courage to resist the upcoming nuclear explosion.

The nuclear bomb got closer and closer, and finally fell with a bang, and in an instant, endless light and heat burst out from it, accompanied by blazing nuclear radiation, which can kill any living thing on the earth, even if the Buddha is reborn, he can only drink hatred, this is the supreme crystallization of science and technology, a weapon that can kill gods!

"Roar!"

Feng Wu let out a huge roar towards the sky, and in front of the double-weight nuclear explosion, he felt the breath of death, and his whole body and spirit were all fused together, and together with the huge statue of the power of the spirit, he swung his fist towards the sky!

"Boom!"

Loud noises and nuclear clouds drowned out everything, and through satellite monitoring equipment, incredible scenes were received on the screens of high-level countries.

A huge statue of a twenty-seven meter tall god condensed by the power of the spirit, roared in the mushroom cloud and swung the fists of the warrior towards the sky, and did not flinch in the face of the peak power of the hot weapon!

"How is it possible? How is it possible? How can the power of courage affect reality? It is observed by material equipment! Twenty-seven meters! He has broken through, and there is no one in the realm of the ancients······

The man in the base stared blankly at the screen, at the huge statue of courage that swung his fist into the sky, and at the dead desert after the nuclear explosion, as if all his pursuits had turned into smoke.

At the same time, the Earth of another world.

Feng Wu suddenly opened his eyes, only to feel that his mind was in pain as if it had exploded, and the memories of the two lives were entangled with each other, almost making him unable to distinguish between them.

"Who am I? Who am I?"

He clutched his head, and images flashed through his mind.

In the end, his memory was frozen in the picture of the twenty-seven-meter statue of the Mighty Spirit throwing a fist into the sky.

A glimmer of clarity finally flashed in his eyes, and a low and determined voice sounded:

"I am the king of martial arts!!!"