Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Chapter 304: Traces of Legend, One Step Ahead

hum!
A blurry image emerged, as if covered by a layer of white mist.

A broad river runs across the edge of the city, and countless people wearing simple robes or casual clothes appear in the ancient towns on both sides of the river.

A blue flying dragon condensed into a real body and suppressed the enemy with a mighty force.

But just in time, above the surging river, there was a black figure walking on the river, followed closely by the red tiger, who smashed the flying dragon with a pair of iron fists, overturning the so-called trend.

"This is."

Chen Feng's eyes focused, and soon he saw the other spots of light in his mind disperse one after another.

Yungang's golden armored figure, with unstoppable force, broke into a hundred-meter-high building alone under the watchful eyes of the sky, destroyed a helicopter, and beheaded the son of the vice-president with one sword.

Even though he was surrounded by enemies, he still managed to leave safely alone.

After that, the battle at Xiangshan had not yet reached the ultimate level. All major martial arts schools were present. He knocked back the elder of the Holy Gate with one punch and killed the pseudo-ultimate guardian of the Shenwu League with both fists, thus establishing a stable trend for martial arts in the south.

During Sura's subsequent trip, he dominated an entire country. Even when the black tide was approaching, he did not retreat at all, but went upstream and stood in front of tens of thousands of people.

Kill, reform, and destroy weapons.

The reputation that surpasses the Grandmaster irrigates his whole body, and the strength that seems to be at the ultimate level kills the enemy.

Every past experience seemed to have turned into a mark, leaving a strong trace like a legend.

Every survivor remembers and sings the two-character name associated with this.

What's more, the perception was amplified, and he looked at several other more blurred spots of light.

It was as if there was a world barrier, blocking everything like a natural chasm.

But Chen Feng still saw the blurry scenes he left in the Snake Spirit and the Secret Realm of the Dead.

Destroy the tribe and help the holy city.

Kill the Duke, the War Saint.

Every onlooker was amazed and the related legends were unforgettable.

In a trance, Chen Feng could feel that there seemed to be a vague connection between himself and the real world.

It was as if he had been remembered by the whole world and would never be easily forgotten.

"So, this is the legend?"

Coming back to his senses, Chen Feng comprehended it carefully.

It is not a blind guess, but an inference based on the residual memory images received in the dream of Qinggang City.

To transcend is to leave enough legends, to leave strong traces and turn them into an engraved mark on the world.

Resonating with the world on this basis will prevent you from getting lost easily, or being assimilated by the world and turned into ashes.

"Legend has it that only those who have reached the limits of the human body and tried to take this step can feel it."

"But now, I am so much ahead of schedule?"

Chen Feng discovered something was wrong. His situation was obviously different from the martial arts records in Qinggang City.

But soon, thinking about the changes he had experienced before sensing the legend, he felt relieved.

“Because of the upgraded perception.”

"Not only can I sense external objects, I can also sense the invisible traces of legends and the imprints of the world."

After some thought, Chen Feng roughly sorted out the relationship.

Without further investigating this point, he carefully felt the legend he had left behind in the past.

The scenes on Earth were the most profound, and they also gave him a faint connection with the real world.

As for the Secret Realm of Snake Spirits and the Secret Realm of the Dead, they were much more vague, but thanks to the fact that I made enough noise, I could still sense it.

"Normally, legends need a lot of time and a lot of accumulation before they can undergo a qualitative change and produce traces of a brand."

"And I took a shortcut with the help of dreams."

Chen Feng once again felt the difference between himself and ordinary people.

The speed of time flow in dreams is not the same as on Earth, and this is the best way for him to save time.

"But it's not enough."

"I just have a preliminary feeling, and I need to continue to accumulate."

"In addition, dreams are not Earth after all. There is a certain world barrier between us, and we cannot rely solely on the power of dreams."

After feeling it carefully again, Chen Feng probably understood the key.

Legends are the foundation of the resonant world, and the stronger they are, the more solid the imprint.

Dreams can shorten time and increase the number of legends, but they must never ignore the path of reality.

Otherwise, his legendary imprint in reality might become empty and unable to support transcendental resonance.

Suddenly, the thought became clear.

Chen Feng knew that the best path for him was to advance reality and dreams simultaneously.

Without further delay, unnecessary speculation in this regard was suppressed.

He then concentrated his mind and looked at the panel in front of him.

【Extreme Martial Arts: 3】

[Break limit: 21]

The harvest from last night’s dream in Qinggang City, the Falling Sun has now reached perfection, and it will be difficult to practice to the next level without transcendence.

As for the Golden Day Skill, the key points of the Golden Body are incomplete, and it is too wasteful to decompose the ultimate martial arts and add points.

For a moment, his gaze moved downward and stopped at the column of Tiangang Ba Ti.

[Tian Gang Tyrant Body: Strong Arm (1%) +]

"promote!"

hum!
In an instant, all the ultimate martial arts and limit breaking powers were consumed.

The remaining martial arts insights of the Jiwu Light Group came flooding back, and the progress of the Tiangang Overlord Body finally increased.

"Yang, what do you think the Lion King wants to do?"

In a city in the country of Nido.

There are rows of concrete buildings, and although it is daytime, there is little sunlight nearby.

"Before, they had blocked us and issued a warrant for our arrest, but now the blockade order has been lifted."

"And the World Fighting Tournament is being held in the capital."

The short-haired woman in a leather jacket spoke. She looked to be about thirty-four or thirty-five, with brown eyes and a wheat-colored complexion.

She was holding a black bag in her hand. People were coming and going on the streets around her. Yang Wudi, who was wearing a brown windbreaker, did not answer, but looked up at the concrete building across the street. The patterns of ferocious ghost faces and green-faced fangs were carved or graffitied on the concrete walls. In the alleys of the blocks, neon signs were flashing red and green, and the projected virtual light curtains gathered in the air like mist.

Figures with dark yellow skin walked through the streets. The concrete ground was bumpy and uneven with potholes, and air conditioners were dripping in some places.

But this is the scene.

If you look up, you can see groups of quaint red attics, built above the concrete buildings like a brand new city.

Occasionally, a speeding car would break through the neon lights and illusory projections, and the people on the street below would stop to admire and envy it.

"The World Fighting Tournament has always been hosted by Xinggong behind the scenes."

"Since the Lion King is one of the twelve main seats, it is not surprising that it is held in Nidoking Capital."

His tone was calm, and Yang Wudi had a cigarette in his mouth without him noticing.

Sparks burned and curls of smoke floated upward.

"Too."

The short-haired woman with brown eyes was quite dashing. She said thoughtfully, "It's good that the two of us don't cause any trouble. There's no point in him continuing the blockade."

"But I'm a little curious, Yang, do you think Liu will come?"

"do not know."

Shaking his head, Yang Wudi withdrew his gaze.

A few tattooed thugs on the opposite street looked at each other, then nodded secretly and walked over with sticks in their hands.

The short-haired woman thought for a moment as if she didn't see it, then asked again.

"Then what about the person you are talking about? His name is Chen, right?"

"He should be reaching his limit soon, right?"

“Maybe we have already arrived.”

With a flicker in his eyes, Yang Wudi took a puff of his cigarette, exhaled the smoke and said, "But I can't quite see through him. The young people nowadays are rising stars."

While the two were talking, several tattooed thugs approached.

One of them had a ferocious look on his face and was about to make a threat.

But next second.

Click.

Amid the sound of bullets being loaded, the short-haired woman could be seen holding the Desert Eagle against his chin like a magic trick.

"Lead the way."

[Tian Gang Tyrant Body: Strong Arms (29%)]

Inside the martial arts hall, the progress on the panel froze and Chen Feng withdrew his gaze.

Without much delay, he changed into a black windbreaker and walked out of the quiet room.

When the door opened, Cao Tong, wearing a loose black sweatshirt, was seen waiting at the door.

"Junior Brother Chen, the car has been arranged."

"Well, let's go."

Nodding, Chen Feng walked down the second floor, passed the hall, and headed straight for the door of the martial arts hall.

All the disciples and students they met along the way stopped and addressed him respectfully. The three words "Big Brother" echoed almost all the way until they walked out of the martial arts hall and came to the flat square of gray stone bricks.

A black car was parked on the side of the street with a driver in a suit sitting inside.

"The temporary laboratory of Yaoxing Academy is located near the suburbs. It seems that they have borrowed part of the military's site."

"It should be here in thirty minutes."

Cao Tong spoke as he walked, and then opened the car door.

Chen Feng nodded and sat in the back seat. Today he was going to complete the experimental transaction with Yaoxing Academy.

In addition to the reward of two advanced life potions, Fang Moyuan also mentioned some cooperation on martial arts projects with the Yanhu School, as well as a special research fund of tens of millions, all of which would require his help to complete the research projects.

As for his strength, even though he consumed a lot of energy in the dream and was somewhat traumatized, he has not yet fully recovered.

But the explosive means, showing some strength beyond the Grandmaster, are enough.

hum! !

Suddenly, the engine started, and the black car drove into the main street and merged into the oncoming traffic.

Tall buildings are receding on both sides, and people are coming and going in an endless stream.

Raising his eyes slightly, Chen Feng saw a new high-rise building.

【Blue Dome Group】

“Another super giant?”

A steel sign with four characters hung on the top of the tall building. Chen Feng secretly felt that the trend of Nanjiang becoming a central city was unstoppable.

There is also the Municipal Federation, which has a vacant seat due to Xu Heng's death.

Yesterday when he was chatting with Chu Shihong, he learned that a super giant company came to him and wanted to negotiate for a position.

Although he declined in the end, I heard that the other party found other members of parliament privately.

The meaning was self-evident, and it also made Chen Feng feel a sense of urgency.

"Central City, Secret Realm."

As the thought flashed through his mind, the black vehicle continued to travel through the busy streets, gradually arriving at the former suburbs.

Although the number of high-rise buildings around has decreased, many factories can be seen emerging, replacing the once wasteland.

In addition, a huge gray-black wall can be seen in the distance.

It is over a hundred meters high, and even though it is still under construction, it still looks majestic.

There are many steel sheds built nearby. They are temporary branches of major groups. They are the bases of companies participating in the high wall project and are home to many construction workers.

Outside the major locations, some real estate projects are under construction and development, as well as restaurants and supermarkets, and mobile vendors with carts.

Amid the hustle and bustle of people, there was actually a military camp stationed near a high wall.

The green iron net separates the inside and outside. There are many green trees around it, and steel houses and simple tents are built on the flat open space.

The four big characters "Military Restricted Area" are particularly eye-catching, and soldiers armed with live ammunition are standing at the guard post at the entrance.

But, the military gate, which should have been silent and solemn, now had seven or eight figures standing there, ready to fight, as if they were waiting for someone important.

Seeing this, the people from the large group opposite and the workers who had just finished their meal at the restaurant were all curious and puzzled, and kept talking about it.

At the end, a black car can be seen approaching slowly.

(End of this chapter)