A Fourteen-Year-Old Man, Using Ordinary Martial Arts To Defeat The Gods!

The cool autumn wind made the white silk in front of the eaves whistle. Chenjia Village was particularly dull in the early morning. The few dozen people left gathered under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village.

"You want Chenjiacun to become extinct, old man!"

Grandma Chen held Chen Nuo's left hand tightly with her wrinkled old hands and scolded Chen Dai, the old village chief beside her.

The scolding old village chief couldn't take the words anymore.

Chen Nuo quickly explained, "Grandma, this is a decision I made myself, and it has nothing to do with the village chief."

"But……"

"Xiao Nuo! You are only fourteen years old..."

Beside, the women in Chenjia Village choked with sobs and looked at Chen Nuo with distress, "You..."

Chen Nuo smiled nonchalantly: "Aunts, age has nothing to do with the war reaching this point."

"You are already a man at the age of fourteen."

"Now that the defense line is in critical condition, as a member of the Western Sichuan Army, I have to fight."

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From the moment he traveled through time and came to this world where spiritual energy was revived and thousands of races invaded, Chen Nuo knew that he had no choice and his final destination would be on the battlefield.

He didn't know when this war started. He only knew that it had been fought for hundreds of years from the moment when demons, barbarians and other powerful people tore the void apart and descended.

These alien races are so powerful that they can pick up the stars and the moon, and tear apart the world. They are even more cruel and bloodthirsty, either feeding on human blood or using human skulls as sacrifices to the gods.

They treated humans like livestock and slaughtered them.

The human race was once close to extinction.

However, even so, in this dark moment of despair, there are still generations of people who sacrifice their lives and forge ahead. Even if they are humble and insignificant, they still rush forward like moths to the fire, piling mountains with flesh and blood and casting them with bones. It is a critical moment to give the human race a chance to breathe.

No one can remember how many people have died in the past few hundred years, whether it was tens of billions or hundreds of billions. They only know that none of the 31 million sons and daughters who left Sichuan in western Sichuan have returned so far.

Every household is hung with white silk ribbons, and nine out of ten households have no sons!

The only eleven men left in Chenjiacun will also embark on the battlefield.

Grandma Chen held her hand tighter. Chen Nuo could feel the unspeakable pain, but still said cruelly, "Grandma, we must continue to fight to replace the 9,720 heroes from Chenjiacun who entered the battlefield. Keep fighting, because we have... no future."

The two lives are intertwined, and Chen Nuo sees it clearly than anyone else. This is a war of races. If we don't continue to fight and fight desperately, it will be difficult to survive.

Grandma Chen’s wrinkled eyes were full of tears.

She went from watching her grandfather, her father, to her man, her son, daughter, and grandson...

I also watched Chen Xiao’s parents, sister, uncle, second uncle...

Generation after generation.

But... no one has come back yet.

Chen Nuo's parents gave this little guy to her to raise, and she thought it was her only comfort.

But now...the same separation has finally come.

Her heart had been broken by countless separations, and her tears were almost dry. Her trembling hands gently touched Chen Nuo's resolute and immature face, and she couldn't say a single word because of her sobs.

Chen Nuo didn't dare to stay any longer, so he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to repay the kindness of raising him, then turned and left without looking back.

Even though the women were crying behind them, no one looked back.

Because they dare not!

After reaching the mountain road, everyone turned around and saw strips of white silk hanging down from the old locust tree...

Chen Dai clenched his fists tightly, filled with grief and anger.

Everyone's emotions could no longer be restrained at this moment. They looked away, clenched their fists tightly, and their bodies were trembling slightly.

After fighting for so long, so many people died, just for this inch of land, for the woman behind me, for the children, and for the inheritance of the ancestral bloodline...

But at the end of the battle, women sacrificed their husbands and children entered the battlefield...

They hate it! I hate my own incompetence!

"When can we drive out the aliens?"

"Who can open a ray of hope for my human race?"

"Who can fight for a future for these children and bring back husbands for these women?"

Chen Dai looked up to the sky, crying silently in his heart. He seemed to be getting older.

After a long time, he looked at Chen Nuo next to him, and asked with restrained emotion: "Baby! Are you afraid?"

Chen Nuo shook his head and said firmly: "I'm ready."

When he came to this world, he was happy, hesitant, sad and angry, and even parted...

But I was never afraid.

Although he had never met many of his uncles and fellow villagers, each of them blessed him with the best wishes for his birth.

"Well done! As expected of the Western Sichuan Army! Hahaha...!"

Qi Gong, who was behind, touched his white beard and burst out with a burst of momentum. He burst into laughter and said to Chen Nuo and several young people beside him: "Children, let's go to the battlefield!"

As he spoke, he strode forward with a faint light of energy and blood glowing on his body.

This is a sign of the warrior realm’s energy and blood showing outwardly!

The human race has nine cultivation steps: Warrior, Spirit Refining, Dragon Power, Feitian, Dharmakaya, Shattering Star, Divine Movement, Dao Transformation and King Realm.

This is a practice system borrowed from foreign races.

Hundreds of years ago, the heaven and earth revived, and the spiritual energy tide enveloped the world. A small number of people were blessed by the heaven and earth and nourished by the spiritual energy tide and awakened their talents. They had the qualifications to practice and became stronger first, and then they had the power to resist the aliens.

But most people are unable to awaken their talents.

The old village chiefs Chen Dai, Qi Gong and others are the ones who have not awakened. However, under the nourishment of decades of spiritual energy, they have continued to refine their bodies and can attract spiritual energy into their bodies. Over time, their bodies have also improved a lot.

The old village chief Chen Dai has tempered the ninth level of spirit.

Qi Gong was tempered to the fifth level of spirit refining.

Unfortunately, Chen Nuo is also the type of person who has not awakened his talent, which is what he is most unwilling to accept.

Life or death, he doesn't care.

But the greater the power, the greater the role he can play.

He wanted the tens of millions of soldiers from Western Sichuan to return home, he also wanted to find the footprints of his relatives on the battlefield, and he wanted to end this damn war.

But the talent has not been awakened, so these are all ridiculous lies.

For so many years, he followed the old village chief to train his body using ancient methods, and now he has only reached the ninth level of a warrior.

However, even so, he still had no hesitation.

Because once the old village chief and the others left, he was really the only one left in Chenjia Village.

Dad, mom, sister, uncle...many people he cares about have gone to the battlefield, and his home is also on the battlefield. No matter life or death, he must find them.

After gathering his emotions, Chen Nuo followed the pace of the old village chief.

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