We agreed to become a physical Martial Saint, but you became a mecha Martial Saint?

Chapter 76 Arrival ()

The endless army outside Huainan City began to move slowly like a huge war machine.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Zhou Linchen watched all this quietly.

He saw everything that just happened in the military camp.

As long as they don't threaten Baiyun Gate, he won't take action.

Since breaking through to Grandmaster, Zhou Linchen prepared to go north to Kyoto to find Chen Xiong to complete the decisive battle that day without a winner.

At the right time, Chen Xiong led everyone from the Fist Sect to attack Kyoto, and the threat from the army to Baiyun Sect disappeared.

Zhou Linchen moved his feet, and his figure instantly appeared a hundred meters away, rushing towards the airport in Huainan City at high speed.

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Blood stained the white floor of the conference hall.

The dead bodies all around fell to the ground one by one, and blood was still slowly flowing out from the wounds on their bodies cut by sharp objects.

The strong smell of blood filled the conference hall.

"Crack, snap, snap."

A burst of crisp applause came from the sides of Andres and Patrick, the secret sword sect masters who were still standing.

The person applauding was none other than Chen Xiong, who was dressed in black and looked dangerous.

"It's such an unexpected cooperation." Chen Xiong looked at the two of them, "I originally thought you would kill each other to compete for the last spot, but I didn't expect you to stop after killing everyone else."

Chen Xiong suddenly frowned and continued to speak to the two people here with a hint of apologetic voice, "I just forgot to count which of you killed more, otherwise I would count fifty for you. Whoever kills the other again, who Can you survive?"

After hearing these words, Andres and Patrick looked at each other, lowering their heads in silence, not knowing what they were thinking.

Chen Xiong wanted to say something, but suddenly a man from the fist door ran in from outside and shouted to him, "Chief, the target location has been determined!"

"This is the time!"

Andres and Patrick took advantage of the moment Chen Xiong turned his head and rushed towards Chen Xiong. The swords in their hands kept turning over and stabbed dozens of swords in the air.

Both of them are martial arts masters in the spiritual realm, and with the cooperation of each other, their power has increased to a higher level.

Chen Xiong twisted his body, stretched out his hands and moved left and right.

"Chichi!!"

Two thin swords were held in his left and right hands respectively, and the sparks caused by the friction between the sword blades and Chen Xiong's skin were clearly visible.

"Boom!"

With a strong bend, the sword broke.

The tips of the two swords were bounced back to the two of them by Chen Xiong. All this happened in just one second. In the flash of lightning, Andres and Patrick could only do their best to dodge.

Avoid being killed by your favorite weapon that is borrowed from others.

Andres, the master of the Secret Sword Sect, was shot in the chest and fell to the ground. On the other hand, Patrick's right hand was pierced, his meridians had been cut, and blood was flowing out.

Chen Xiong's figure disappeared from the spot, and he held their heads with both hands and pressed hard to the ground. The father and son of the Secret Sword Sect swordsmen who lost their hands were unable to resist.

Seconds later, both men died.

At this point, the core inheritance of the three major sects in the northern martial arts world was completely wiped out.

"Take me there."

Chen Xiong turned to look at the boxing disciples who were waiting quietly at the door of the conference hall.

"Yes, chief."

One after the other, the two people quickly headed outside Kyoto.

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A camp outside Kyoto city.

A dozen mechas stood outside the camp, and there were countless fully armed soldiers on the high walls of the camp.

All the soldiers were leisurely watching the people from the Fist Gate gradually gathering towards the opposite side of the camp.

With their fingertips on the triggers, just waiting for the other to charge, they fired a volley of fire.

Kenji stood in the distance and looked at the camp that was defended like a hedgehog, thinking carefully about how to break through the last line of defense of the Federation.

Suddenly there were footsteps nearby.

Turning around, Chen Xiong, dressed in black and wearing a mask with the number "three", walked over. "It seems that you still need to take action, leader. If the disciples of the Fist Sect are allowed to come, I'm afraid there will be heavy casualties..." Quan Er was a little helpless. Everyone said that the head of the Huo family was afraid of death, but he didn't expect that he would be so afraid of death. The dozen or so third-level mechas parked there were already more than any other force in Blue Star.

Not to mention there were soldiers around who were obviously the elite of the elite.

Chen Xiong nodded.

Under the blue sky.

Chen Xiong seemed to be able to see the huge federal empire among the distant stars.

He reached out and gently took off the mask on his face, revealing Chen Xiong's knife-like face. He then took off the black clothes that covered his figure, revealing the loose training clothes underneath.

With his hands raised above his head, Chen Xiong's meticulous perception allowed Chen Xiong to feel every trace of wind flowing in the air.

"I said we would break the blockade of time on Blue Star."

"The fist has always been considered a rat in the gutter." Chen Xiong clenched his fist hard, and a slight explosion sounded in the air, "But starting today, we have to stand in front of the world and tell them a truth."

"Only the strong are worthy of mastering everything!!"

Chen Xiong strode forward, his undisguised figure immediately spotted by the soldiers on the tower in the camp.

But no one fired randomly. They were all federal soldiers in name only and actually servants of the Huo family. They would not disrupt their shooting rhythm without the order of the head of the Huo family.

The two sides were quickly approaching each other despite being separated by thousands of meters.

Three thousand meters.

Two thousand meters.

One thousand meters.

"shot!"

As a serious instruction came to the ears of all the soldiers.

All the soldiers suddenly pulled the triggers.

In an instant, there was loud gunfire in the open space of the manor, and the smell of gunpowder smoke and the smoke caused by the ammunition filled a large area.

“Da da da da!!”

The sound of empty bullet shells falling to the ground is somewhat like the sound of hail falling from the sky, but it is much faster and closer in comparison.

"call out!"

A figure moved forward rapidly. Chen Xiong blocked his body with his hands and lowered his head slightly. The bullet hit three inches in front of him and could not make any progress.

After the momentum disappeared, the bullets fell to the side one after another.

As the distance approached, the third-order military-style mechas standing around began to move, with sharp alloy blades extending from their arms, and rocket launcher-like bombardment devices extending from their shoulders.

As Chen Xiong quickly approached, all the mechas rushed forward at the same time.

The shock of the impact of a large group of seven or eight meter high Human Gundams was beyond words, but this did not cause any disturbance to Chen Xiong.

"The path to becoming a master is at your feet!"

With a loud roar, Chen Xiong's stone-like skin cuticles appeared slightly all over his body, and a faint white light also emitted.

"Open the "God Idol Skill" for me!!"

The mechas on the opposite side had no communication and were carrying out their missions like real machines.

And the dozen or so people in the mecha's inner cabin were all dead soldiers of the head of the Huo family, so naturally they were not afraid of it.

The two sides were like a comet hitting the earth, and a violent roar broke out as soon as they made contact.

"bang bang bang"

"Tear it!"

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Everyone is watching their collision of victory and defeat.

The old man who was watching the battle through real-time live broadcast in the courtyard of the camp smiled slightly. He took a sip of strong black coffee slowly, as if he was just watching a movie.

The old man would nod in approval after seeing Chen Xiong crushing these mechas in the first grade of junior high school.

At this time, the ground beneath his feet seemed to be disturbed by the movement on the ground, and was also shaking slightly.

A gap several meters wide was slightly exposed in the yard, where the sun's rays reflected a dark golden sheen, like a human finger.

(End of this chapter)