Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams

"Shen Lei's mechanical martial device was upgraded and modified long ago, equipped with special energy technology, mastering mechanical martial arts."

"Ordinary strong fifth-order transformed people are not his match. Since he's willing to make a move, he should be able to probe all of this person's circumstances..."

In Yun Gang, inside the flying device heading towards the inner city high wall.

In the virtual light screen suspension cabin, blue light projection displayed scenes from thousands of miles away.

The signboard with the three characters Martial Arts Hall stood out conspicuously, the ground was covered with flower baskets and colorful ribbons.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man with a cold, stern face nodded lightly, then asked a question in the communication module.

"Where is the Green Demon Team?"

An illegally modified civilian organization somehow has a fifth-order transformed person.

He didn't want anyone interfering in his plan to find the killer.

"I've already notified them, if they dare to intervene, I'll just list them as wanted, categorizing them as a malicious modification group."

"When the time comes, I'll report to the Chi General Guard, and officially list them as wanted."

Wu Chijiang replied seriously in the communication module, and the stern-faced man nodded.

"Well done."

"When the time comes, I'll apply to the higher-ups, perhaps leveraging the Radiant Secret Realm event to secure a new Flying General slot."

As the words fell, Wu Chijiang in the communication module paused his breathing, vaguely heavier by two beats.

As a Chi General of the Chi General Guard, he also had his own pride.

Every objective was smoothly achieved, making all his efforts for the sake of others worthwhile, despite arousing criticisms within the Chi General Guard and almost offending King City Flying General.

"Thank Chairman Luo for the trouble."

He said respectfully, and the stern-faced Luo Wantao did not respond further.

The suspended virtual light screen remained, its images reflecting again in the eyes.

.....

Buzz!

A single-person flying device hovered mid-air.

A strange man in a black jacket, seemingly in his thirties, carrying a black suitcase, coldly overlooked with eyes under a short haircut, exuding an inherent rebelliousness.

The surrounding crowd of the Martial Arts Hall were stunned, Jade Biotechnology's drone was hidden in a distant corner.

The imagery quietly transmitted back, causing a young man atop a high-rise to reveal a playful smile.

"Zhong Yan was indeed right."

"Only didn't expect Shen Lei to make a move, hehe, looks like this guy, this time if not dead, he's finished..."

Shaking head playfully, the image within the view transmitted sound again.

"Looks like the Flame Tiger Master is afraid?"

Spoke coldly, tone rebellious.

The man on the single-person flying device held the suitcase, overlooking those gazes below.

The festive red atmosphere solidified, the expressions of the people below the floral baskets varied widely.

Disciples of the Flame Tiger Sect gathered in shock and anger, other senators and group members who came to congratulate were also puzzled and frowned.

"Mechanical Warrior?"

"What's happening?"

"Is Mechanical Martial also considered Martial Arts?"

"Sparring on the opening day? This seems like a challenge, doesn't it?"

Voices filled with doubts surrounded, Lin Hao and Zhao Meng's faces sank, the former spoke seriously.

"Old Yuan, can you see the situation?"

"Young boss, seems like fifth-order."

Yuan Yueshan, who followed along, had a serious expression, and the scanning module in his eyes transmitted waves of energy fluctuations.

Seemingly aware of being watched, the short-haired man carrying the suitcase snorted coldly, a force field flashed over his body, like a sharp blade, instantly severing all energy scans.

Someone grunted, feeling the scanning module was invaded and disturbed by abnormal power.

Yuan Yueshan's face grew increasingly solemn, the nearby Giant Elephant Master and others also frowned deeply, sensing something was amiss.

"Master Chen?"

Several including Pei Pokong frowned and spoke, this was clearly a provocation to challenge.

Mechanical Martial formally claims to be martial arts, but in reality, within the Martial Arts Circle, it is tacitly acknowledged as a modification path.

Thus, it is clear.

The visitor is hostile, likely difficult to deal with.

Tap!

Without answering, Chen Feng just stepped forward, standing in front of everyone.

The malice in perception was too unfamiliar, he didn't think he had a feud with this person.

"Speak."

"Who sent you here."

Chen Feng asked calmly, his black trench coat fluttering in the wind.

The surrounding noise was suddenly suppressed, Shen Lei standing on the single-person flying device raised an eyebrow.

"Interesting."

His gaze flashed, yet he did not respond directly.

"You need not ask me the reason, I only ask one question."

"This martial arts sparring, do you dare or not?"

As the words fell, before Chen Feng could answer.

There were those in the Martial Arts World who were unrestrained and angrily questioned.

"Is Mechanical Martial also considered martial arts?"

"How is it not?"

With a disdainful smile, Shen Lei stood on the single-person flying device and gestured with his hand.

An invisible magnetic field suddenly appeared, and a ring on his wrist automatically detached, floating mid-air.

Roar!!

Dragon roar resounding, blue light dazzling.

The virtual True Intent of the Flying Dragon appeared mid-air, with power indistinguishable from Martial Arts True Intent, almost no difference.

The person who was previously questioning had a flushed face, wanting to refute but found himself at a loss for words.

"This is clearly an external technique!"

Suddenly, an elderly Martial Arts Elder with white hair and beard, wearing a gray robe, stepped forward.

"We in the martial arts emphasize training strength to temper the body, cleansing the sinews and refining the veins, using skin, flesh, tendons, and bones as roots, spirit and mind as branches, and the power of the organs as leaves."

"Skin, flesh, bone, viscera, strength, power, spirit, extreme!"

"What you rely on is merely the power of transformation, using a magnetic field to evolve the true intent of martial arts, it doesn't count as martial arts at all!"

The elderly voice echoed unceasingly, many in the martial arts world nodded in agreement, subconsciously clenching their fists.

Including some former martial artists, now Mechanical Warriors, who were drawn into memories of past standing and martial arts training, faces appearing complex.

"Hehe."

However, there was a cold laugh.

Shen Lei, on his single flying device, dispersed the Flying Dragon True Intent and mockingly refuted.

"What you speak of is no more than the ancient martial arts method."

"The downfall of martial arts is due to people like you, stubborn and decayed, unwilling to innovate, only knowing old methods all day long, not acknowledging new paths."

Defiantly, the elder glared angrily.

But before he could speak further, Shen Lei raised a finger, arrogantly sneered and said, "You may stand and train your strength, while I innovate and strengthen the heart."

"You need to merge strength and power to visualize and project true intent, I only need to hold steadfast to my heart, encompass all, and can also evolve martial arts true intent."

"You suffer from qualifications, burdened by physicality, lacking comprehension, dwindling vitality, hard to reach the level of a grandmaster in your life, while our firm consciousness, merely seeking original spiritual light in the deep sea, can break through fetters, achieving grandmaster status."

"As for the extreme realm...."

With a cold tone, Shen Lei met the gaze of the elder, watching his flushed face, deliberately speaking word by word, "The so-called extreme realm is merely the rumored ancient martial limit."

"Though the mysteries of the human body are remarkable, there is ultimately a time when the strength is exhausted."

"While the world has a grand momentum, our mechanical martial arts make good use of external objects, naturally able to cross the extreme realm, even reaching higher."

"Tell me, how does my mechanical martial arts not count as martial arts?"

His words rang with authority, like the sound of a dragon's roar emanating from him, shocking the hearts of many.

The elder raised a finger at him, saying "You" three times.

His vitality surged, almost spitting old blood in a faint, luckily at the critical moment, the Third Elder appeared to support him, helping his qi and blood.

Upon seeing this, Shen Lei sneered in disdain.

He looked toward the other people in the martial arts world.

Some appeared bewildered, as if their hearts were shattered by his words.

Some felt it was fallacious and absurd, wanting to refute, but opening their mouths only to find no ground for rebuttal.

Mechanical martial arts have always been unique, seemingly similar yet distinct from traditional martial arts.

Their upper limit is higher, their strength stronger, yet they carry traces of ancient martial arts methods.

The atmosphere fell silent, curious passersby gathered by the street, some hearing bits of the commotion, frowned in thought.

In response, Shen Lei felt disinterested.

He sneered in contempt, quickly averting his gaze from these people, then looked towards the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall, where Master Giant Elephant and others had unpleasant expressions.

Spent a lifetime in martial arts, wasn't it just unwillingness to admit the decline of martial arts?

Someone once said mechanical martial arts might hold the martial arts banner, but who dare admit it shamelessly?

For a moment, the cover of martial arts was lifted, even as grandmasters like Pei Pokong felt a moment of confusion.

"Well, Flame Tiger Master."

"If you fear, just say, I, Shen Lei, never bully the weak."

"Or are you planning to involve your two transformed friends in this?"

Provocative words rang again, the silhouette on the single flying device sneered indifferently, oppressing everyone into silence.

Numerous people in the martial arts world looked at each other, finding no one capable of refuting.

Even, eyes turned as a result, gathering once again on the young man in the black windbreaker.

Expectant, confused, puzzled, worried....

If they admitted mechanical martial arts as martial arts, the other side must accept this hostile, clearly targeted dangerous battle.

If not admitted, it was like conceding defeat, losing the dignity and face of martial arts grandmaster, even the martial arts extreme realm.

"Feng Zi..."

Lin Hao opened his mouth from the back, feeling worried.

Clearly, the opponent came prepared, letting the White Giant intervene would undoubtedly be a concession, inviting derision.

This scenario was continuously transmitted by drones, attracting a young man in a high-rise building to have a more playful look, seemingly seeing the embarrassed outcome.

Tap!

Suddenly, leather shoes stepped on the ground.

The black windbreaker moved again with the wind, the eyes under the slanting eyebrows deep, seeming to have a shade of intrusive red flashing.

"Today is a festive day."

"I don't want to kill."

Raising his head to meet the visitor's cold and sharp gaze, Chen Feng spoke calmly with a low tone.

"Waste your mechanical martial arts, leave Nanjiang."

"I might spare your life."

As his words fell, the atmosphere froze for an instant.

Everyone's eyes gradually widened, never expecting him to respond in such a way.

Shen Lei on the single flying device frowned with cold eyes, also didn't expect the other to be so arrogant.

Don't want to kill?

Spare my life?

"You seem even crazier than me?"

A slowly spoken cold voice with gritted teeth, Chen Feng's eyes intensely red, still calmly standing.

Buzz!

High temperature scorched, though the world seemed ordinary.

Yet, everyone around keenly felt a heavy breath, as if placed in a furnace, extraordinarily scorching.

"Comparing yourself to me... Are you worthy?"