High Martial Arts Races: I Ascend to the Future in a Simulation

[You attacked as you went, eventually killing two or three hundred wild boars along the way.]

[Dozens were killed with fists, and another ten or so were killed by Iron Hammer.]

"What a waste!"

You shook your head as you looked at the wild boar carcasses lying along the way. Each wild boar weighed over a hundred kilograms, with at least a hundred kilograms of meat, enough to feed a hundred people for a day.

If we drag all these wild boars back to the tribe, we won't need to go hunting for at least seven or eight days.

Now, however, they can only be left to rot on the spot, or fed to other carnivores.

But you can't do anything about it; if you're being chased, you have to fight back.

[21 years old, mainly taking care of a child.]

[You've discovered that compared to the previous simulations of the spear techniques you taught him, Tie Man is more interested in fist fighting, and his talent in fist fighting is also greater.]

【You're different. Your talent in boxing is somewhat inferior to your talent in spear fighting, and you're still a long way from mastering boxing.】

[At 22 years old, you roam the mountains, snow-capped peaks, lakes, and great rivers, slaughtering pigs and wolves, killing bears and crocodiles—truly primitive tyrants!]

[On a side note, you discovered that the guy has a fear of heights while climbing the snow-capped mountain.]

"Lift me up high!"

You suddenly tossed him into the air.

Then they saw Tie Man, his eyes tightly shut, his whole body stiff and motionless, crashing onto the snow like a corpse. Only after landing did he leap up as if his soul had returned to life.

"Dad! You've gone too far! Don't do that again!"

"Hehe, I won't listen, I won't listen~"

"More childish than other kids."

[You've found some snow lotus, and after consuming it, you've noticed a significant increase in your cold resistance. You believe these are probably the hidden treasures of the snow mountain region.]

Unfortunately, each flower can only withstand the cold for one or two days before its medicinal effect wears off.

"Oh↗?"

Xu Fei peeks out.

Your perfect body hasn't improved, because these snow lotuses are truly just medicinal herbs.

"Tch!"

Xu Fei shrank back.

At 23 years old, despite having started practicing martial arts before the age of 12, Tie Man's cultivation progressed rapidly, and he broke through to the Martial Soldier level on this day.

[You tested your strength against him and found that, without using your spear intent, his strength was almost equal to yours without the enhancement of your blood and qi!]

[This is the power of advanced talents; they can increase attributes by at least 10 points, and up to 500 points!]

[Tie Man possessed a high-level physical talent from birth, and gained another after reaching the Martial Soldier realm. He may have also developed one or two minor, low-level talents along the way, and now he is comparable to an ordinary Martial Master!]

[He's also become proficient in martial arts.]

Every so often, you will return to the tribe to reassure the people, and have the tribe's artisans refine their weapons, provide new clothes and provisions, etc.

[As an aside, all the eligible women in the tribe are trying to seduce Iron Barbarians.]

Many who were initially clinging to you have now given up and are treating Tie Man as a substitute.

"Is there such a thing as meal replacement literature here?"

[At 24, the bond between father and son deepened through the daily battles.]

"What kind of bond system?"

"Can you use the combined father-son technique?"

Xu Fei said casually.

He was referring to the proper combination techniques, the kind where you fight together.

You have arrived at the place of that great river, whose width reaches several thousand meters, making it difficult to see the opposite bank at a glance.

You also witnessed that great flood.

[Overwhelming, like divine might.]

[The mighty torrent of water, amounting to hundreds of millions of tons, rushes down, its force far surpassing even the might of ten thousand horses marching in a line!]

Even the original riverbanks extending nearly a kilometer outwards are no longer safe; an endless torrent of water surges in, and the ground beneath your feet trembles incessantly, as if the very heavens and earth are shaking!

[Tie Man wanted to rush forward and challenge the torrent, but you quickly pulled him back after only a few steps. He may have been the king of the savages in the original history, but even kings are not immortal. You don't want to see him die in this kind of natural disaster.]

The flood lasted only a little over a day from its onset to its end. Afterward, the flow began to slow, gradually receding and returning to its previous course, except that the river channel had widened slightly.

The small islands in the river were naturally washed away completely, leaving almost nothing behind.

Behind you, a group of savages were bowing in worship. Had it not been for your prophecy of the impending flood, only a few of them who could swim would have been able to escape in time, while the rest would have perished in the disaster.

You had little interest in them; you only felt a powerful cleansing of your soul.

"Natural calamities... What kind of beings are those warriors who can withstand them..."

At 25, a new monkey king was born in the rainforest. They had forgotten about you, the old king, and were now squawking and yelling at you, even throwing fruit at you.

"How could you forget me, the king who once treated you with such kindness? This is unfilial!"

After ten years, you finally added that last sentence.

"Feels good."

You patted Tie Man beside you, signaling him to seize the Monkey King's throne, indicating that this was a test for him.

[A month later, on a rainy night, you saw the boy return from the depths of the jungle, followed by a large group of female monkeys. The monkeys clung to him, tugging at him, their eyes filled with a human-like reluctance.]

"Dry, skinny, and weak."

Tie Man shook his head in disappointment: "Dad, is this what you like? I think the 'fleshy beauties' (weighing over 300 pounds) in the tribe are really good; at least they feel great to hold."

You were completely shocked: "No, what did you do?!"

"Them," Tie Man casually pointed behind him.

"Holy shit!!!"

"Then you can go up again."

Seeing your numb expression, Tie Man suddenly scratched his head awkwardly. He thought about the marriage system, family concept, and the idea that "promiscuity is shameful" that you promoted in the tribe.

[He wouldn't... brag about his own godfather, would he?]

"That's not true."

"Use these monkeys as you please, don't worry about their feelings."

[You're numb. Tell him you've never had any interest in monkeys, never have, never will, and absolutely never will!]

"You don't like chubby beauties, and you don't like these skinny monkeys either..." Tie Man tilted his head in confusion.

He recalled those days, the time you spent together.

"Could it be?"

He slowly, cautiously, step by step, distanced himself from you.

You completely broke down: "Get back here! It's not what you think!"

He ran even faster, and a voice came from afar: "Dad, how did you know what I was thinking?"

"...No, I really don't want to be surrounded by Yuanmou Man people every time I simulate it."

Xu Fei covered his face. He wasn't a monk or eunuch, but he really couldn't stand the looks of those "wild men" from prehistoric times.