Marvel Superheroes in China

"It's a battle of gods, truly a battle of gods!"

"My God...this..."

Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground and feeling the stench blowing in their faces, all the newcomers present felt goosebumps all over and their scalps tingle.

Countless people were deeply shocked and watched this terrifying scene in disbelief.

Although I had prepared myself mentally before I came.

But when they actually stood in front of the battlefield, the defenses that everyone had prepared for were instantly breached.

This is hardly a direct battle between martial artists; it's every move drawing blood and every exchange a desperate struggle!

Having cultivated for so long, this was the first time I had ever witnessed martial artists truly fighting to the death, rather than just engaging in friendly sparring and stopping short of a full exchange.

Martial arts is about killing.

I truly witnessed what war is like.

This scene seemed to open up a new world for everyone.

The veterans and captains, however, were used to everything before them, watching indifferently, their eyes filled with nothing but anger.

One of the older men stepped forward. Judging from his tense nerves and fists the size of sandbags, he seemed eager to join the fight.

Standing behind General Zhao, the old man said indignantly, "General, let us go up! I won't rest until this masked man is completely wiped out!"

As if he had thought of something, the old man's expression suddenly turned extremely gloomy, and his wrinkled face turned red and white in turns.

His eyes, weathered by time, were filled with murderous intent.

Upon hearing this, General Zhao turned his head, glanced at the old man, and said indifferently, "Forget it, you don't need to go and die. Save them for next time."

General Zhao's words were like a hammer blow, slamming into the heads of these newcomers and knocking them unconscious. Even Qin Wu was visibly stunned.

The old man frowned and relaxed, his expression changing repeatedly, as if he wanted to break through this boundary, defy this rule, and go into battle to kill the enemy.

But the words stuck in his throat.

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He glanced at General Zhao with eyes full of grief and indignation. General Zhao's face was also extremely dark. He looked at him coldly, his eyes devoid of any emotion. Helpless, the old man sighed and said, "Alright, I understand."

After saying this, the old man quietly retreated back into the crowd.

This scene left the newlyweds even more puzzled.

It should be noted that this old man was a peak Transformation Realm expert, just one step away from entering the Gang Jin Realm. In terms of ability, he could be considered one of the best among this group of people.

The newcomers felt that their worldview had been completely disrupted. The powerful experts who once seemed so strong to them were not even qualified to participate in the battle.

"General Zhao, why won't you let us fight? We are warriors too."

"That's right, General. The old man is about to reach the Qi Refining stage. Does that mean he can't go into battle and kill the enemy?"

"If we can't even fight on the battlefield in this city, what's the point of us coming here?"

The newlyweds were all indignant, seemingly because the old man's request had been rejected, and they were furious and wanted to argue with General Zhao.

General Zhao exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes narrowed, and two chilling glints shot out from them.

His cold gaze swept over the crowd before him, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body.

This aura caused Qin Wu, who was standing to the side, to change his expression drastically.

"Grandmaster!"

"hiss--"

Everyone gasped, their eyes widening like copper bells as they stared in disbelief at General Zhao before them.

Unexpectedly, General Zhao was actually a grandmaster.

A chill ran down Qin Wu's spine, shooting straight to the top of his head, making him shudder.

A bead of cold sweat slid down Qin Wu's temple.

Qin Wu, however, was completely unaware of it.

The previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent. The powerful aura pressed down on them, making them afraid to even breathe.

Sweating profusely, everyone unleashed their power in an attempt to withstand General Zhao's aura. However, their levels were not the same, and no matter how hard these newcomers tried, they could not withstand General Zhao's terrifying aura.

Moreover, quite a few people couldn't withstand the momentum and knelt on one knee, their faces contorted in pain.

General Zhao looked at the crowd with cold eyes and said in a deep voice, "I brought you here not to be cannon fodder to die, but to constantly improve yourselves until you are qualified to participate in real legion wars."

As he spoke, General Zhao withdrew his stance.

The pressure on everyone instantly vanished, and their expressions changed drastically. Countless people knelt down with a thud, cold sweat pouring down their faces.

Easier than ever before.

Even a genius like Qin Wu couldn't help but feel a sense of lingering fear.

"In this world, a Transcendent Realm cultivator is just cannon fodder. They're fine for ordinary battles, but if they really encounter a plane legion, they won't even have a chance to run away."

General Zhao turned around and fixed his gaze on the people still entangled in the sky.

He said calmly, "Strength is the capital that allows you to live here."

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Chapter 160: A Name That Will Be Remembered

General Zhao's words were like a thunderbolt, striking everyone directly on the head.

"Even experts at the Transcendent Realm are cannon fodder? How is that possible?"

"How can a being from another dimension be so powerful? Then what's the point of us coming here?"

"General, if that's the case, then aren't all of us martial artists just here to be cannon fodder?"

The many newlyweds present looked ashen-faced.

Even Qin Wu was completely blank in his mind.

That old man, a Transcendent Realm expert, was actually just cannon fodder in front of the Plane Man. Even if I fought to the death, I would only be able to reach the Inner Strength Realm. With the Five Elements Spear, I could be considered a mid-Transcendent Realm expert.

"If that's the case, Wu Huida was right. They really are a pack of wolves who eat people without spitting out the bones."

Thinking back to the story Wu Huida had told him, Qin Wu still harbored a sliver of doubt. But when he saw the clay figure with his own eyes, he discovered that everything Wu Huida had said was true.

Seeing the somber expressions on everyone's faces, and a sense of sadness permeating their hearts, General Zhao paused for a moment before speaking encouragingly: "Therefore, we need more martial artists to come here to continuously cultivate and improve. The spiritual energy on Earth is far too scarce, and the rare heavenly treasures are even more pitifully few, which simply cannot help our martial artists cultivate."

Upon hearing this, everyone who had been hanging their heads raised their heads and looked at General Zhao with puzzled expressions.

In the blink of an eye, General Zhao took a deep breath, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "This city in this plane may just be a desolate desert to ordinary people, without electricity or signal, but for us martial artists, it is indeed a rare treasure land for cultivation. Spiritual energy, treasures, metals, everything that martial artists need can be found here. I never said that you would start fighting as soon as you came here, but rather that you would first understand combat, see the gap between you newcomers and the veterans in this plane, and strive to improve yourselves. One day, you will also be like them, bravely fighting the enemy, soaring in the sky, and becoming heroes in people's mouths."

hero……

Upon hearing this, everyone swallowed hard, their previously puzzled gazes hardening, and their expressions turning serious.

Yes, who doesn't want to be a hero? As a martial artist, who wouldn't want to become a Nascent Soul expert and a powerful figure admired by all!

Coming here, on a grand scale, is for the sake of all humanity; on a smaller scale, it's for one's own selfish desires.

These words reignited the fighting spirit in everyone's hearts.

That's right, only strength is the capital you have to survive in this world.

This is a world where the strong prey on the weak.

If you are strong, you are invincible and can roam freely across different planes. Conversely, if you are weak, anyone can bully you or even kill you.

There was no weakling among those present. Even if they were currently weak, their burning passion would never be extinguished.

This is not only for myself, but also for the world.

Similarly, Qin Wu also understood that the battle before him was something he had no say in.

Going there would only mean certain death.

Qin Wu is not a fool, and neither are the people present (cccc).

Everyone knows the principle of playing it safe and developing your character stealthily.

Standing before the crowd was Qin Wu, his face cold and indifferent, but his eyes gleamed with a burning light.

Without anyone noticing, Qin Wu clenched his fists tightly, so forcefully that his arms trembled slightly.

He clenched his teeth so tightly that they were making a grinding sound.

His burning eyes watched the fighting crowd in the sky.

The sound of something cutting through the air still lingered in my ears.

"Whoosh-"

A howling wind, carrying a faint fishy smell, rushed into Qin Wu's nostrils, making him shudder.

Concentrating once more, Qin Wu secretly made a vow in his heart.

"One day, I, Qin Wu, will surely become a god!"

Sooner or later, my name, Qin Wu, will be etched in history!