High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 642 - 435: Punching Intent Prototype—The Fist of a Mortal Shatters the Incense Fire Divine Embryo!

High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 642 - 435: Punching Intent Prototype—The Fist of a Mortal Shatters the Incense Fire Divine Embryo!

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Chapter 642: Chapter 435: Punching Intent Prototype—The Fist of a Mortal Shatters the Incense Fire Divine Embryo!

The midday sun was dazzlingly bright, yet a God of the Human World obscured the sky, casting an oppressive, humiliating, and boundless rage over the soldiers within the entire bay.

But upon the earth, a voice emerged from a mortal’s body, a thunderous roar that shook the heavens.

"Today, I shall slay the Saint!"

In that moment, the endless despair in everyone’s hearts began to tremble, and a powerful impact shook them fiercely. A soldier kneeling on the ground suddenly had a blasphemous thought rise within him.

"God of the Human World... should a true Martial Saint be like this?"

As the first seed of blasphemy sprouted, the invisible cage woven over millennia by reverence for the Great Sage began to be shattered. Consequently, the tower built from awe and reverence in the soldier’s heart showed its first crack.

The blasphemous notion quickly evolved from a trickle into a raging torrent.

"No, the contemporary Martial Saint is not the Great Sage!"

"The Martial Saint is simply a Martial Saint... and not some God of the Human World!"

The soldier’s face flickered with intense struggle, and finally he gazed toward his comrades on either side, swiftly noticing the same struggle and thought reflected on their faces.

All of a sudden, he gritted his teeth, his body trembling as he struggled to rise from the ground.

He could not directly face the looming figure that blocked the sky, but a voice inside him roared, "Stand up!"

Once the first soldier stood, soon after a second, then a third...

It was as if a collective uprising.

One silhouette after another stood, and as they did, the downcast might of the Military Department began to show signs of resurgence, like sparks of a fire.

A single spark is insignificant, but countless, millions of sparks can ignite a prairie fire.

The elders on the Central Battleship and the General Stars of the Five Major War Zones were deeply moved witnessing this scene. Their expressions shifted from shock and disbelief to a fleeting glimpse of fear, finally resolving into determination, respect.

If even the ordinary soldiers can stand and attempt to straighten their spines, why couldn’t they? Why shouldn’t they?

So they began to tense their hunched bodies, as if gathering strength.

In their eyes, a fierce flame burned, their bodies creaking as they resisted the invisible pressure on their shoulders.

They are unwilling!

The Military Department is unwilling!

How could they resign themselves?!

At this moment, everyone’s gaze was fixed on two figures, one standing in the void, obscuring the Great Sun, with a majestic aura exuding the esteem of unparalleled supremacy below heaven and earth.

The other stood on the sea, appearing somewhat unkempt compared to the figure beneath the dome, but within his deep eyes was an exhilarating pride and an indomitable, domineering aura slowly rose from his being.

One gazed downward over the earth, high above like a Divine Spirit.

One proudly raised his head, directly facing the Divine Spirit.

This is a battle of humanity on earth challenging the Divine Spirits above the heavens, a challenge initiated by those deemed ants by the Spirits.

The reckless sparrow of mankind desires to swallow the dragon, even the ants can fight against the sky!

Su Mu was putting into action the words he had once spoken.

"Mu desires to shatter the towers, crush the mountain peaks, with flesh and blood to fell the God of the Human World..."

Su Mu’s voice suddenly resounded in the ears of everyone in the bay, the anger in everyone’s hearts growing ever more intense, as the elders of the Military Department and the generals of the Five Major War Zones had faces shining with boundless expectation, shock, respect, and aspiration.

"No matter the eventual outcome of this battle, even if Su Mu perishes... from now on, he will become the..."

"Totem!"

As soon as the word totem was uttered, everyone on the Central Battleship trembled all over, the weight of it extraordinarily heavy, an extremely high evaluation no doubt.

In all the millennia prior, only one person has deserved such an evaluation.

That is the Human Great Sage...

And today.

The second has arisen!

Feeling the proud gaze from below, the Overlord Blade Martial Saint high above showed no ripple on his face, he was unfazed, for beneath Martial Saint, all are ants is no mere empty talk.

The price to challenge the divine majesty is blood and a head!

"Interesting."

The figure high in the air softly said, and in an instant, brilliance flared, and the figure immediately vanished.

In just a fraction of a second, a silhouette seemed to traverse the shackle of time and appeared directly within ten meters of Su Mu.

Then...

His left sleeve of the Martial Robe ballooned, and his left hand casually reached out, directly grabbing towards Su Mu.

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint felt eliminating Su Mu would be as easy as taking something out of a bag!

In that instant when the left hand formed a claw, an abyssal and terrifying devouring force appeared again, within a radius of dozens of miles, hundreds of miles, the Spiritual Qi was instantly vacuumed and then in an instant unleashed a formidable might.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

An indescribable gale suddenly swept across the bay, the gale as sharp as a blade, not merely an exaggeration, but because at this moment, the violent gale was produced by the fast flow of the Gold Element drifting between heaven and earth.

Sizzle... Sizzle... Sizzle----

The surface of the battleships made of special alloy material sparked, leaving horrendous knife marks, the gale spreading, causing a small-scale tsunami merely by its aftershock hundreds of miles away.

The foremost Su Mu once again felt as if he was not battling a mortal man, but warring against the heavens and earth.

"Perhaps in the beginning when the Great Saint faced Tathagata Buddha... it felt like this."

At this moment, the five fingers of the Overlord Blade Martial Saint reaching out were like Mount Five Fingers pressing down upon him.

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