The Pen That Can't Fly

In the twenty-seventh year of Hong Guang, the allied forces of seven nations invaded the Great Blue Dynasty.
Rifled muskets, mortars, and armored vehicles combined into a steel tide, were ultimately shattered by the Great Blue's armored cavalry.
Muscle, magic, firearms, cannons... the new and the old powers continuously collided.
In an era of great strife, Li Fei, with the help of a Ten Thousand Blood Bead, gradually became an existence akin to a BOSS:
'Is this the extent of your damage? You haven't even taken off one-thousandth of my health.'
'You don't think this is enough to kill me, do you?'
'Don't rush, the second phase is up next!'
......

This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!

Moreover, if he lost in the end, not only would he not receive more rewards, but he would have offended someone for no reason.


Yue Xu dodged the blade and snorted coldly, his gaze turning frigid:


Hearing this, Zhuo Buping suddenly burst into laughter.


Life is so unfair, but if one must play the fool, so be it!


As a Martial Artist, whether he wins or loses, what he wants is to fully express himself.


All he asks for is to have a clear conscience!


Life is not easy, and many times one must bow their head reluctantly.


Yet, hasn't he strived in Martial Arts and fought desperately to grow stronger precisely to be able to walk with his back straight?


Once the distractions of his mind were cleared, Zhuo Buping's Heart Realm became more closely aligned with the 'Heart of Battle', allowing his Force to flow more freely.


Chapter 14: The Eternal Flow of Rivers and Streams Never Ceases_2