Chapter 1338: Charging Forward in a State of Near-Death!

Secondly, Meng Chao discovered that being in the state of near-death for a long time had allowed him to enter a brand new world.

In this world, the flow of time seemed to have slowed down to one-tenth or even one-hundredth of its normal speed.

He could clearly see the shock wave created by Fist’s first iron fist and the spreading trajectory of every air ripple it created.

He could also see Stomach-less King’s skin, which was as thin as a cicada’s wing, vibrating crazily at a frequency of hundreds of times per second.

He could also gradually reduce the black flowing light around the broken wings into metal feathers, and predict the speed and location of these black feathers in the next second.

At the same time, Meng Chao found that his memory became particularly clear.

The memories from his childhood to yesterday were like an encyclopedia stored in a digital library with a powerful retrieval function.

No matter which day he wanted to extract the memories of the past thousands of days, a large number of images, sounds, and sensory information would be like an astronomical tide, instantly setting off a storm in his mind.

He not only remembered the past when he went to catch the double-headed lizard with his sister when he was young.

I also remember the first grade of primary school, the beginning of the school, the principal himself to give the children the first basic lesson in martial arts.

The importance of enlightenment can not be overemphasized in the practice of psionic martial arts.

Only when the foundation is as solid as steel, can we build high-rise buildings that Pierce through the clouds and look down on the world.

Everybody knows that.

However, not everyone could do it.

To be more precise, even a peerless expert who had reached the saint level at the age of five or six had just stepped into primary school. Whether it was attention, comprehension, discipline, autonomy, a sense of mission, or even the ultimate thinking about the meaning of cultivation.., there was a huge difference between them and adults.

Adults and children were almost two different species.

This meant that no matter how talented a child was, it was impossible for them to completely understand the martial arts teaching materials written by adults.

As they grew up, they would always leave behind all kinds of regrets and form all kinds of bad habits.

When they grew up and came to realize that they wanted to change, these regrets and bad habits were already deeply rooted in their bones and even their souls. Unless they lived a new life, they could not change at all.

Even though Meng Chao had lived a new life.

He had only returned to the time when he was in his third year of high school and eighteen years old.

He could change his fate after the age of eighteen.

He could only try his best to make up for the mistakes he made before the age of eighteen, especially those that he had made in his childhood because his family was poor and his nature was mischievous. He had not been able to solidify his foundation, as well as the aftereffects of being possessed by the Devil in his second year of high school and being bedridden for several months, however, he could only try his best to make up for it and could not completely eliminate it.

But now, through the flashbacks of his memories when he was on the verge of death, Meng Chao suddenly discovered that he seemed to have the opportunity to review and reconstruct his understanding of the entire building of spiritual martial arts theories from scratch.

Not only that.

There was also the ‘fist’, ‘stomach-less King’, and ‘Broken Wings’. The power that had been brutally bombarded into his body had, of course, made him feel as if his meridians were broken, his bones were exploding, and his internal organs were all turned into pus and blood.

However, in the process of destruction, all the knots, obstacles, and the imperfect spiritual energy network that remained in his body after the wrong training and intense battles over the past twenty years were blown into pieces.

Nothing could be built without breaking. Everything could be built without breaking.

When Meng Chao’s cells were shaking crazily and his flesh and blood were repairing themselves at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, his newly-born bones, muscles, blood vessels, and nerves were in a state that was natural and flawless.

It was like a piece of iron that was originally rich in impurities. After thousands of tempering and smashing into a large amount of rare metals and trace elements, it was finally refined into a dazzling and indestructible alloy.

“This is…”

“This is impossible. I have already drained the last drop of strength in the depths of my cells. How can my cells, my mitochondria, and my gene strands still be operating crazily under the stimulation of these three monsters, releasing energy comparable to nuclear fission?

“These scenes, these sounds, and these training methods are all knowledge points that I couldn’t understand or misunderstand in elementary school. After I entered middle school, High School, and even university, they were all thrown to the back of my mind. Now, I remember them all!

“When the Iron Fist of ‘fist’came into close contact with my face, other than the overwhelming power that bombarded my brain, it seemed that there was also a way of exerting strength that the Blood Hoof clan would never pass on to outsiders. It was as if his fist had turned into a red-hot iron, imprinting an incomparably tyrannical totem combat technique onto my cerebral cortex!

“Could it be that, just as ‘Jackal’kanus said, what the statues of heroes brought was indeed not a death trap, but a very magical training method that allowed the new generation of Tulan warriors who were qualified to enter the temple of the Sacred Mountain and had the courage to fight to the death in front of the statues of heroes to advance crazily in a state of near death?”

Meng Chao thought quickly.

He felt that it was highly possible.

At a critical moment where human lives were hanging by a thread, it was already easier for humans to erupt with mysterious powers that exceeded their limits.

The “Remnant star transcendents”of Dragon City were ordinary citizens who had not undergone systematic training and had not consumed large amounts of high-purity gene reagents. When they were faced with zombies and monsters, they would suddenly erupt and possess the power to split mountains and split rocks, they could tear tigers and leopards apart, and they could even control flames and electric arcs.

Meng Chao was the ‘remnant star transcendents’.

He had once fled in the spiritual energy craze caused by the explosion of the Crimson Jade Lode.

He had also fought countless battles with opponents who were far above him before the gates of Hell.

He had even gone into the wilderness and forests where monsters were rampant by himself without any supplies or hot weapons, carrying out suicidal training.

“Anything that can’t kill me will make me stronger.”

He had a deep understanding of this famous saying.

Every time he smelled the smell of rust on the Reaper’s scythe.

He felt that the reaper’s noose was gently rubbing his neck.

The effect of training was usually the best.

This time, he stayed in the “Near-death state”for the longest time and the deepest.

Naturally, it was also the best result of his cultivation.

Meng Chao even felt that if he took a few more punches from the “Fist”, he might break through to the Godly State!

— this was naturally wishful thinking.

Just as Meng Chao was waiting happily for the beating…

He suddenly felt his vision go black.

He felt an unprecedented emptiness.

It was as if a miniature black hole had formed in his body, swallowing all the energy and matter in his organs, limbs, and bones.

This was a sign that his life force had been exhausted to the extreme.

Without the input of external mass energy, the matter and energy in Meng Chao’s body were conserved.

Under the bombardment of the three statues of heroes, he was reborn and reborn.

The spiritual energy in his body and even the most fundamental life force in the deepest parts of his cells were being depleted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If it went on like this, even if the three statues of heroes did not kill him directly and merely left him in a state of near death for a long time, he would still die.

His life would be exhausted, and his organs would fail.

He would die like a dried corpse that was completely dehydrated. The slightest touch would turn him into the tiniest dust.

I knew that the so-called trial was not that simple!

The great ancestor of Tulan would never choose a guy who only knew how to take a beating passively to inherit his inheritance.

Maybe, just as the Wolf King said, I must punch the ‘fist’in the face and blow out the blood from his nose no matter what!

Besides, I must seize every second before my life force is completely exhausted!

“What should I do?”

Meng Chao’s brain was like a boiler that had been boiled dry. It was shaking crazily in the high-frequency operation.

“Calm down. I must calm down. There must be a way to break out of this situation. Otherwise, the ‘Jackal’kanus from my previous life wouldn’t have been able to leave the temple of the sacred mountain alive.

“Although the three statues of heroes seem to be unrivaled, and their cooperation is linked with each other. Their combat ability is far superior to that of the Wolf King and myself, they have their own weaknesses.

“They are not living people, but killing machines condensed from liquid metal. This not only means that they are suffering from far more interference than us in the fierce battle space with an extremely complicated spiritual magnetic environment.

“It also means that they can only move forward according to the predetermined trajectory and switch back and forth in the limited tactical choices. It is impossible for them to adapt to the situation as the living orc warriors do.

“Even if they have the combat experience of legendary heroes, the real ‘fist’, ‘stomach-less King’, and ‘Broken Wings’are all ancient warriors at least four to five thousand years ago. In the last three thousand years, they have not communicated with the outside world and ‘updated’their ‘Battle Database’.

“Many of their tactics are outdated, and it’s even more impossible for them to have seen the tactics from Dragon City!”

Meng Chao’s eyes lit up.

He suddenly realized that his biggest advantage was his identity as an earthling.

“If I can display a tactic unique to Dragon City…”

Meng Chao’s extraordinary vision was so intense that it almost burned through his eyeballs. His burning vision spread throughout the entire “Fossil Museum.”.

He was like a drowning man trying to grab a life-saving straw, searching for anything that could become a weapon.

Unfortunately, there were only bones here.

Moreover, under the bombardment of the flames of war, the pressure, and the shock waves released by the three statues of heroes.

Most of the bones and fossils of the ferocious beasts that were three to five stories tall were all lying on the ground, broken into pieces, and even crushed into fine bone powder.

Even the hardest skull of the ‘triangle of death’, the spine of the ‘Abyss demon insect’that was full of thorns, and the sharpest claws and teeth of the other ferocious beasts appeared.

Under the pressure of the three statues of death, intersecting cracks were also appearing.

What should I do? The bones and fossils of the ferocious beasts have been placed here for too long after all. They have been eroded by time, making them stronger on the outside but weaker on the inside. They are easily crushed into bone powder by the collisions and crushing of spiritual energy of different natures. They can not be used as weapons at all and cause damage to the ‘fist’, the ‘stomach-less King’, and the ‘Broken Wings’!

“Wait, Bone Meal….”

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