Xia Kingdom, the base of the Dragon Group, the country's highest-level secret agency.
Marshal Red Beard, who once commanded the three armies and now sits in the Dragon Group, and Li Fuhu, the political emperor known as the emperor, are having a confidential meeting.
These two big shots who could shock the entire Xia Kingdom with just one stamp of their feet had always disliked each other. The red-bearded marshal had ridiculed Li Jiazhu in public more than once, who was not too old but was more cunning than an old fox.
Although Li Fuhu did not have any disrespectful words towards the old marshal who served the country well, he always regarded him as a rude old man and would not interact with him more.
Today, Li Fuhu made an exception and came to the Dragon Group to visit the old marshal. Naturally, they were discussing important matters that could affect the country.
After a brief silence, Li Fuhu took the lead and said, "I heard that you are always planning to start that plan in advance tomorrow?"
The red-bearded marshal narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Since those two giant trees that reach the sky suddenly appeared, the army of disaster demons, starry sky disaster beasts, alien races, abyss, heaven, Sea King Territory, and Beast King Mountain have all begun to move. This is definitely not a coincidence. Those two giant trees are probably the gathering signal for the alien invasion of the human world. Now, we need more power to deal with the upcoming war, and that plan has to be advanced."
Li Fuhu said solemnly: "In the name of organizational and academic competitions, the best new talents are selected in order to implement the ancient plan that has been passed down to this day. The proposal for this matter was reviewed and approved by me personally, so I have no objection. This plan. But if you advance the plan to tomorrow, isn’t it a bit too hasty? There are huge risks in that plan. If you are not fully prepared, if you keep doing this, you will destroy those twenty talented newcomers! "
Marshal Red Beard said expressionlessly: "Extraordinary measures must be taken in emergency situations. I know the cruelty of war very well. The enemy will not be merciful enough to give you time to breathe. Once war breaks out, the world will be involved in endless battles and Killing, would it be too naive to think about carrying out that plan then?”
"Besides, although that plan is extremely risky, the benefits are also extremely high. If the twenty talented newcomers can survive the crisis and obtain that 'power', they will have absolute means of self-protection in the war. Otherwise, they will With the strength of the spiritual realm, I am afraid that I will fall into a corner of the war. Instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it is better to fight to the death. Those proud men of heaven must not be willing to hide under the protection of the strong and live in idleness, doing nothing. They will definitely agree to that plan. .”
Li Fuhu fell into silence and said again after a long time: "Have you forgotten that that plan was implemented thirty years ago? At that time, the country selected a hundred talented newcomers in the spiritual realm, but in the end only one person obtained the inherited power. , the remaining ninety-nine people either died or were disabled, and all became cripples. The success rate was 1%. This was not a desperate fight, but a suicide. It was precisely because of insufficient preparation that it caused such a catastrophe. , do you always want to make the same mistake again?"
The red-bearded marshal said solemnly: "How much better preparation can increase the success rate? One more? Or two more? You are too naive. The reason why only one person succeeded back then was not because the success rate was 1%, but because There is only one true genius among those hundred people. For those geniuses who can succeed, the success rate is 100%, but for those who are not qualified enough, no matter how well prepared they are, the success rate will always be zero!"
Li Fuhu said coldly: "I don't care about the life or death of those new geniuses, but my son Li Wuyu is also part of your plan. I'm sorry that I can't accompany you on your huge gamble."
"I didn't expect that the Li family tiger, who is so cold-blooded that he would betray his wife, would actually cherish his son's life so much? Could it be that this is the so-called tiger poison that does not eat its children?"
The red-bearded marshal sneered and said: "This is not my big gamble, but the life and death of the entire human race! Thirty years ago, the only newcomer who gained the power of inheritance has now grown into an S-class hero, Superman Iquan! Everyone says Yiquan is so good at swordsmanship that he is hailed as the Yingyue Swordsman, but who knew that the power he gained thirty years ago is all sealed in his fists!"
"Have you seen that power? I have seen it before. When Yiquan punches, the sky and the earth are pale, the mountains and rivers are shaken, and the gods and demons are nothing more than that. In this war that threatens the survival of mankind, we must have this power. The more the better, what we are betting on those children is not a plan to be passed down from generation to generation, but the future of all mankind!"
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Yiquan's father is a powerful swordsman. He learned swordsmanship from his father since he was a child and showed amazing talent in swordsmanship.
His father placed his lifelong dream on Yiquan. He hoped that his son could inherit his sword and one day challenge Jianxi Lai to make up for his own regret of failing miserably and failing to obtain the title of "Sword God".
Thirty years ago, Yiquan was still a fifteen-year-old boy. As a newcomer to the Gaia organization, he was selected to participate in a secret project mandated by a certain country.
There were ninety-nine other geniuses from different organizations participating in the plan, but among a hundred people, only he succeeded by chance and obtained the "power" that others dreamed of.
Ironically, this "power" is contained in his fist and does not belong to his sword.
Compared with the still immature swordsmanship at that time, this punch was able to exert terrifying "power". It was like billions of wealth suddenly falling from the sky. The young Yiquan got the opportunity to "fly into the sky".
Yiquan has never forgotten the last wish of his father who died of illness ten years ago. Becoming a "Sword God" was his father's lifelong pursuit, and later it became his dream.
After ten years of sword debate with the old sword Shenjian Xilai, from a disastrous defeat to a bitter defeat, from a bitter defeat to a tie, now we are only one step away from victory.
But even the old sword god couldn't resist Yiquan's fist.
Today, for thirty years, Yiquan has used that "power" only a handful of times. He could reach the sky in one step with "plug-ins", but he started from the spiritual realm in a down-to-earth manner, honing his sword skills step by step, relying on He became an S-class hero through his own efforts.
Izumi has proven that he does not need that "power" to succeed, but although he adheres to his principles, he is not a stupid person. When he has to use his fists, he will also put down his sword.
It's just that such forced situations are rare. In the past thirty years, there have been only three enemies who can force him to seriously punch, and those three powerful enemies were all smashed into pieces with one punch.
At this moment, Tianjie is about to become the fourth "victim".
The strength and ambition shown by Tian Jie made Yiquan make the judgment that "the disaster this guy will bring will be super S-level."
Therefore, he will not be stingy with his fists.