Chapter 104 Want to fight?
His body recovered a little, and he stood quietly on the completely shattered arena, blood dripping from his two completely exploded arms.

Liu Wu quietly waited for all the fragments in front of him to shatter into pieces, even the soaring evil spirit calmed down, surrounding his body like water.

Clearly knowing that what lies ahead is just the abandoned wreckage of the soul, but in the face of this proof that even the limit and even the self has been surpassed, Liu Wu is still willing to respect it.

In another 100 years, 1000 years, or 1 years, Liu Wu may also remember the current scene.

Remember a man who once fell, woke up in the battle, relied on impulse to implement the pure self to the end of life, and gave life itself to the transcendent man.

Maybe it was because he understood that Liu Wu would never understand his past, or maybe it was because he felt that there was no need to confide in anyone in his boring life. Yes, what remains of the man with the human name is just pure, huge martial arts memory, and a thought of possibility.

"The next step of Gang Jin is to burn courage, dominate the soul, and shake the world and mountains with thoughts? It's a very good road, maybe it can be called Shen Jin."

The last fragments also turned into flying ash and scattered. Liu Wu took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

Although this is just a sudden flash of light on the edge of life and death, it is just a gleam seen by a madman before his death, full of uncertainties, uncertain factors, and may even be just a gamble.

But this is indeed a feasible path, a path that has been proven feasible by the dead evil god.

If this kind of knowledge is spread out, maybe in another thousand years, hundreds of thousands of gangsters will die, and all the difficulties and obstacles on this road will be smoothed out after all.

But it doesn't mean much to me, because I have already grasped another path.

Liu Wu raised his bone-white hand, and black aura wrapped around it, allowing him to manipulate his hands freely even if he didn't have neurons that could convey will.

Pressing on the chest with both hands, one by one, one by one, the broken ribs were restored to their proper positions.

Every cell emits strands of electric light, accelerating self-recovery, and there are strands of tingling sensations all over the body.

Broken hands, broken ribs, internal bleeding, unprecedented serious injuries.

But it doesn't matter.

"Who else?" The man who just took over the title of strongest from the self-proclaimed strongest lunatic whispered softly, and his voice naturally spread to everything around him, "I can still go on, I can go on!"

Yes, that's right, Liu Wu just wanted to keep fighting.

Even if you are seriously injured, keep fighting.

Go straight up your own established path.

Maybe in the future, the previous conclusion will be overturned because of some more important things and more desirable things.

But at least today, at least now that he was infected by a certain lunatic, Liu Wu wants to be crazy until the end.

Just treat it as a farewell party for the evil god.

A lot of people started to get excited.

Not everyone has the glory of a warrior, the awareness of a warrior, but every strongman who has set foot on the road of a warrior and has come to where he is today will have one thing-the deepest greed of every human being.

If a newborn king of the century kills him, eats him, and inherits everything from him, can I also become the king of the century?

Existence independent of the Wushu Association?

Then I will participate in the world's number one martial arts competition!
There will never be a better chance, just got a breakthrough, fought a life-and-death battle, beat myself five times and seven injuries but will continue to fight the king of the century!
A bunch of 'powerful' warriors who think the same as him.

Timing, location, and people are all in my hands!
How do you lose?How to lose!
Warriors' greed for becoming stronger, and human's desire for evolution, at this moment blinded the rationality of an unknown number of people, ignoring the risks behind it.

"Master Liu's strength is indeed unparalleled, but to prove that he is the strongest, the number one in the world is not enough. The president of the martial arts association has defeated all the heroes in the world. If you want to prove it, then defeat us all!"

Suddenly, a word that could not grasp the source appeared in the corner, and immediately countless black shadows emerged from all corners at the same time, attacking Liu Wu in unison in an instant.

Swords, guns and sticks, punches and kicks, countless figures densely packed, filling all the gaps.

Everyone uses their own full strength, the most proud killing move, for fear that Liu Wu will counter-kill one move accidentally, and the more they fight, the stronger they will become.

The air was torn apart, and there was no chance for the sound to spread. Countless dust exploded, covering everything, making it difficult to see who was attacking, and only faintly discerned that there were nearly a thousand people!

With so many strong men attacking together, even an entire army of armed forces will be massacred without a doubt, right?
One against a thousand!

How can Liu Wu, who is already seriously injured, win?How can we win?
The answer is simple!
With a thought, the closed Valkyrie panel was opened again, and the available free attribute points were continuously added to the recovery item.

The exhausted qi and blood swelled up suddenly, and the evil spirit covering the body spread wildly, and turned into a huge golem nearly [-] meters high again, and immediately roared!

Absolutely domineering, absolutely confident will cover down, so that everyone can't help but feel a kind of fear from the bottom of their hearts, and their hands and feet go weak.

Immediately, two huge fists slammed down, like a meteor falling to the ground, and the dust hundreds of meters high turned into a curtain and exploded.

"Don't you want others to know what you look like?" Liu Wu whispered, "In that case, let's fulfill your wishes and die in such an unknown way!"

The huge golem waved its hands, its muscles tangled up and its fists crazily attacking the ground, the density was like a torrential rainstorm in summer.

One, two, three...

The golem, which didn't need to breathe and didn't feel tired, attacked continuously for a full 3 minutes, completely beating the falling arena until it was level with the highest spectator seats. Countless souls slowly flowed out of the plasma, and were immediately completely crushed. Destruction, leaving only the most proud skills as gifts.

Although they are not evil spirits and have no chance to absorb other people's lives and souls to accumulate energy, countless strong people still donate a little energy through the souls that are constantly accumulating and becoming stronger through their own blood.

Little by little, drop by drop.

Water droplets converge into rivers and seas!
When all the dust settled, the gray-white ground was covered with blood plasma, and Liu Wu's fists, which were originally covered in white bones, also returned to normal.

"Boring clowns, weak and not weak enough, besides being blood packs, do they have other functions?" Looking at the weak people whose faces were dominated by fear, and the two who were dumped by the version update before they even played. Going to the "strong man" behind, Liu Wu moved his hand that had just recovered, "You two, now you are the only ones who are interested, do you want to fight?"

 In this event, the most exciting battle is over, and there is a feeling of being temporarily burned out. It is time for a break. The story of this world is almost two-thirds over here.

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