This martial god is too extreme

This time, when everyone listened to Baru's extremely childish speech, they didn't feel anything wrong, but they all had an inexplicable thought.

Could it be that Su Tu was really the reincarnation of a martial god? ?

As soon as this absurd thought appeared, it was rejected and wiped out in everyone's mind.

"Impossible, I'm really crazy. Even if His Majesty the Martial God really appears, he will be accompanied by the Heavenly Man Venerable, and will never appear on the ancestral star!!"

The Martial God can be said to be the leader of the entire Federation, the soul of martial arts, the first barrier when the Federation just walked out of the ancestral star, and the only shelter.

For the Federation, the word "Martial God" has unimaginable weight.

When Su Tu browsed the forum before, he found that in such an abstract place as the forum where even sweet tofu pudding and salty tofu pudding would quarrel, as long as the post was related to the Martial God, it would inexplicably bring a bit of solemnity, and all replies were based on respect and worship.

Out of curiosity, he deliberately searched for information related to the Martial God on the forum.

It doesn't matter if you search for it. There are tens of millions of indexes related to the word "Martial God" alone, and the number of views of each post is over one million, which shows the importance of the word "Martial God".

Su Tu finally found information about the Martial God in the vast sea of ​​posts.

When humans first walked out of the blue planet and set foot on the sea of ​​stars, the Federation encountered unprecedented obstacles. Alien races that surpassed human cognition appeared in front of humans. The technological means and biological weapons that the Federation was proud of were so ridiculous to these races.

Even the most advanced subspace void engine at that time was like a child's toy for them.

They could walk on the galaxy without any technology, and even the stars were their toys. Their existence could be called gods for the Federation at that time.

For the first time, humans realized the difference in the level of life, which was the difference between humans and ants. People realized that in addition to technology, individual strength was enough to change everything.

In that era, humans were tightly blocked in the solar system and once became slaves and blood food in the eyes of various races.

At that time, the Federation was desperately fleeing in the interstellar space, and human civilization was almost destroyed. Those races were still looking for the ancestral planet of mankind, trying to occupy and rule it.

At this time, nine people appeared. They appeared quietly when human civilization and the Federation were in the most critical moment.

They walked on the starry sky, and under the witness of many races, they crushed a planet alive. The race on that planet strongly advocated that humans should be kept as livestock.

There were also strong men from other races who fought against the God of War. They fought on the galaxy. A drop of blood fell like a meteor falling into the wild, and a wail came and the sky was dim. The war went from the universe to the subspace. No one knew the full picture of the war.

But one thing is certain, that is, those nine people won! !

After that day, the Federation began to establish diplomatic relations and develop civilization in the interstellar space openly. Many powerful races were even willing to take the initiative to make friends with humans, and the God of War left a series of martial arts inheritances, allowing humans to break the limitations of life levels.

Under the leadership of these nine people, the Federation has become increasingly powerful and glorious, from the blood food in the eyes of all races to an important position in the universe today.

Just when humans were once heading towards glory, they disappeared quietly, just as they appeared quietly that year.

The entire Federation began to frantically search for their whereabouts, and trillions of intelligence networks were transmitted, but they seemed to have never existed, leaving no trace.

Except for the martial arts heritage, humans could not find any trace of their existence, clothes that had not been worn, beds that had not been lived in, and even they were like a big dream that humans had, saving everything in the dream.

But the blood outside the galaxy has not dried yet, and the wailing of aliens is still echoing. Humans know clearly that even if they have left nothing, they have been here, and this is enough.

The heavens will respect humans because they have been here!

The Federation wants to try to make their images into statues for humans to remember, but there is no material that can leave their images.

Even the supremes of the Federation at that time could not carve out their appearance, because as long as the supremes had any idea of ​​replicating their image, they would forget the image of the nine people.

Leave no shape, leave no sound. It seems like their final farewell, but humans don't want to! ! !

Humans don't want them to disappear in the years. Leave no shape, leave no sound, but leave their past and their name! !

All humans will carry on their martial arts, they will be remembered by humans and chanted by the years.

For thousands of years, people have called them. Martial Gods!

Over the years, the Tianjiao who can be evaluated as the role of Martial Gods are considered to be the stars of martial arts and the sun of humanity, but just now everyone has a moment to connect the Martial God with Su Tu, which shows how much his talent shocked everyone.

This episode passed quickly, and Zhou Wuliang continued to guide everyone to Prajna Seven Kills and tried to make the first muffled sound.

The students paid more attention to themselves.

In fact, the children of the aristocratic families understand one thing more, that is, not to make useless comparisons.

Judging from the talent Su Tu has shown now, comparing with him is just a waste of time.

Not only is it not beneficial to one's own practice, it is more likely to hinder one's mind and be detrimental to future cultivation. It is better to do a good job of one's own practice now.

It must be said that those who are favored by Zhou Wuliang, apart from their family background, have first-class temperament and talent, without the bullshit that other martial arts halls have.

Luo Fan clenched his fists, his posture was like a spear, and his long fist swung out like a vine. The Qi of the five internal organs in his body burst out, and there was already a tendency of muffled sound, but when this punch landed, the sound did not continue.

"I have experience in the resonance of the five internal organs, but the resonance of the body and mind is a bit difficult."

"This guy's talent is really too amazing."

Luo Fan put away his fists and thought to himself.

"But martial arts is the way of fighting and the way of competing. Talent can make this road smoother, but temperament and fighting skills can make this road more stable. Although my talent is a little worse, fighting and temperament are my strengths. At present, I have the advantage of cultivation. 94 acupoints in my body have been opened, which may not be inferior to others!"

Luo Fan has a calm mind. Although he was shocked by Su Tu's talent, he quickly adjusted himself.

Mo Ya, who had never had a sense of presence, had a somewhat inexplicable look in his eyes.

Zhou Wuliang's training direction for Su Tu was different from that of others, because he had already completed the first stage of Prajna Seven Kills, so he asked Su Tu to keep punching until he was exhausted while maintaining the seven resonances, so that his body could adapt to this resonance and achieve instant resonance.

At this moment, Su Tu was sweating all over, and every muscle in his body was trembling slightly. He stopped punching and had no strength in his body.

[You have practiced Prajna Seven Kills for two hours, fighting proficiency +70, strengthening proficiency +30]

[Fighting (beginner): 250/300]

[Strengthening (intermediate): 402/1000]

Looking at the rapidly increasing proficiency on the panel, Su Tu was in a good mood.

Zhou Wuliang wanted to say something to them, but Li Hu hurried in and whispered a few words in Zhou Wuliang's ear. Zhou Wuliang's face changed drastically, and the next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight, as if he had never appeared.

"There is something going on with the master, Luo Fan, you three may have to delay your training for a while."

"Today's training ends here." Li Hu frowned, looking unhappy, and didn't say much. He announced that after the get out of class today, he also left quickly.

The students looked at each other, not knowing what had happened. After a break, they dispersed in twos and threes.

In the middle, Tang Yangwu invited Su Tu to go to his house to sit together, but Su Tu declined.

He still chose to run home. Although this level of proficiency has not improved much for him now, Su Tu's principle is to grind as much as possible, anyway, there is no harm in having more proficiency.

While jogging on the road, he called his parents, but no one answered.

When Su Tu didn't have enough money to pay the bill at the restaurant yesterday, he called his parents but they didn't answer. He thought his parents were busy, so he didn't continue to call. This happened before, but generally speaking, if they didn't answer at the time, they would call back the next day, but no one has called him until today.

"You still don't answer the phone, can't something happen?"

Su Tu was a little worried,

but soon his expression became serious, his eyes looked at an alley on the right side of his body, and his running steps stopped.

"I've been following you all the way, why don't you come out, do you want me to treat you to a meal?" His voice was calm, and there was not much emotion.

In that dark alley, a trivial sound of footsteps slowly sounded.

"I hid so secretly, but you still found me. You are worthy of being Mr. Zhou's seventh student." A simple voice came from the alley.