Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Ten Fierce Sky Horned Ants

"Serious Punch"

Dongqing's fist is not big, it can even be said to be ordinary, just a normal fist, not inflated a thousand times, nor flashing with gorgeous light.

But it was just such an unremarkable fist that blatantly blasted at the golden beam of light with a diameter of 100 meters.

The extremely terrifying fist wind, carrying a terrifying fist pressure, is like a laser cannon, directly blasting through the golden beam of light and the huge angel projection virtual image behind it.

The fist pressed tightly against the side of Qian Renxue's real body inside the huge angel projection virtual image, and blasted a big hole in the chest of the huge angel projection virtual image almost instantly.

Like a shattered robot, the virtual image projected by the huge angel became unstable, and the holy angel sword broke directly, and then turned into flying fragments.

This is much more perverted than any laser cannon. Edongqing's fist with a force of several thousand tons, the destructive force of the forcibly compressed fist is no different from a star destroyer.

Fortunately, Dong Qing paid attention to Qian Renxue's real body, he deliberately controlled the pressure of his fist, and did not let the pressure of this punch have any direct contact with her.

But what he didn't expect was that he still far underestimated his own strength, point by point, single point explosion, the horror of more than 3,000 tons of power all condensed on a single fist.

Because of the next moment.

The sky suddenly split open.

A huge void appeared in the vast blue sky. If one looked down from the outside of Douluo Star, one could clearly see a gap in the atmosphere being blasted out.

This is a gap with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers, which appeared outside the planet. The ozone layer was directly blasted away, and the cosmic rays and various radiation waves outside the planet entered the interior of Douluo Star without any scruples.

But fortunately, this gap is not too big for the entire Star Douluo, and it can completely repair itself. After a while, the ozone layer will be repaired by the natural circulation system of Star Douluo.

In a fantasy world without human technology pollution, the self-circulation system of the planet itself is very strong.

To others, Dong Qing's punch was terrifying enough to kill a living god with one punch.

But for a planet, at most it can be regarded as the ripples on the water surface when a stone falls in the pond, even if it is unusually conspicuous.

at the same time.

"Fuck!"

Dong Qing only had time to say a damn thing, the ground under his feet began to collapse, disintegrating inch by inch, forming a deep pit, and he fell directly into the deep pit.

Dust is everywhere, and the loess is all over the sky.

Even if the ground under Dong Qing's feet just now bears only one-tenth of the reaction force, it is still hundreds of tons of force, and it is gathered on a human body of about 1.78 meters.

With such a powerful reaction force, he also buried himself underground, as if he was burying himself.

Perhaps in the tech world.

A building is tens of thousands of tons, hundreds of thousands of tons, Dongqing's power of a few thousand tons is nothing.

Even for a planet, his power is not even the tip of a cow's hair.

But strength and weight cannot be compared in this way, and even to a certain extent, there is no comparison.

One is the total weight of the material area of ​​the behemoth, which is the weight,

One is the explosive power that Dongqing swung with his fists, which is strength.

Strength and weight have always been two different things, similar but fundamentally different.

simply put.

If Dong Qing burst out with all his strength, he could turn a modern technological city into ruins within ten seconds, and no skyscrapers could stop his fists.

Let alone tens of thousands of tons, hundreds of thousands of tons, even if it is hundreds of millions of tons, so what if it is more than a billion tons?

The simple stacking weight is nothing but dead objects

Not to mention that these behemoths couldn't move, even if they could, their explosive speed would definitely not be as fast as Dongqing's punching speed.

One must know that a humanoid body that can withstand the explosion of thousands of tons of force has long been so strong that ordinary creatures can't imagine it.

Even when Dongqing changed jobs, in order to avoid losing control of his power and hurting others, he always lay down and waited for them to move by themselves.

It was only a blink of an eye from Dongqing's punch and falling to the ground.

Qian Renxue also gradually recovered from the shock, the apotheosis she had been trying to maintain just now was finally lifted, and the ninth soul skill angel's descending state also slowly disappeared.

"I actually lost again?" Qian Renxue looked a little dazed.

Just now.

In her trance, she seemed to see an extremely huge scarlet fist with a bloody death written on it, flying towards her.

But fortunately, the scarlet fist just brushed aside, and didn't actually touch her real body at all. It just pierced through the huge angel projection virtual image cast by soul power.

"Bastard! Damn man, how dare you lay such a heavy hand on me!"

Qian Renxue's first thought was not to be afraid, but to burst with anger in her heart.

When she lowered her head and found that Dongqing had fallen into the deep pit, the golden wings on her back flapped slightly, and she jumped straight down, completely ignoring the dust and mud flying all over the sky in the deep pit.

After she pulled out a man whose head was stuck upside down in the soil, a pair of slender white legs directly clamped his fateful neck, and riding on his head was an output, and she paid special attention to his handsome face.

"Sister, isn't it over? Why are you beating me?"

Dong Qing stretched out his hands to gently support Qian Renxue's waist, and let her hands tug on his face. Anyway, his skin is rough and his flesh is thick, so it's just a funny thing between husband and wife.

As for whether Qian Renxue took the initiative or passively lifted the apotheosis state and the ninth soul ability angelic form, it can actually be regarded as a defeat to a certain extent.

A defeated female angel. Do whatever she wants.

Dong Qing felt that he was on edge all of a sudden.

"How? I hit you!"

Qian Renxue was confident and confident, of course she didn't know that Dong Qing had risen, otherwise she would immediately burn him with a bright flame.

However, considering Dongqing's body's defensive power, this fire would burn his pants at most.

"So I won this time?"

Dong Qing directly asked the question he cared about, he was a little afraid that Qian Renxue would not admit defeat, so he wanted to drag him to continue fighting.

"Win you big-headed ghost! You don't care about me at this time, and you still think about winning or losing the competition. I didn't expect you to really care about those hundred thousand year soul beasts." Qian Renxue said angrily.

She didn't expect that at this time, Dong Qing was still thinking about that matter, couldn't she still satisfy him?

Um. Well, I really can't do it by myself.

After thinking of some unspeakable things, Qian Renxue's body limply lay down, but her hands were still outputting non-stop, doing whatever she wanted on Dong Qing's handsome face.

"Sister, you know, I am a responsible man!"

"Call me Cher!!!"

"Let's call her sister! I really don't want to divide Xue'er between the two of you, and forcefully define your identities. Besides, the title of sister makes us closer."

"Closer? Then you might as well call me"

"lady?"

"Sister-in-law?"

that's all.

Qian Renxue's legs were clamped around Dongqing's neck, and the whole body hung on his body to output continuously.

However, the two of them disappeared inexplicably from the sight of Xiao Wu, A Rou, Bibi Dong, Blue Silver Emperor A Yin, Darkness Qian Renxue and the others.

Two and a half hours later.

Thirty kilometers away from Tiandou City, there is a secluded field.

As far as the eye can see, there is gold everywhere, and the golden wheat fields are floating in the wind like waves. Under a scarecrow, there are two disheveled men and women lying.

"What a nice view!"

Qian Renxue crouched in Dong Qing's arms, reached out and touched the golden ears of wheat beside her. The plump ears of wheat seemed to confirm that this was a harvest season.

"Shouldn't it be the autumn harvest season?"

Dong Qing put his hands behind his head, gently resting the back of his head, biting a straw in his mouth, and looked down at Qian Renxue lying in his arms.

"Hmm! In three or four days, the ears of wheat will be fully mature."

Although she was a little curious about why Dong Qing asked this question, Qian Renxue still told what she knew.

"The ears of wheat are so ripe and plump. This year must be a bumper harvest. It shouldn't be a problem for the villagers who are farming to have enough to eat, right?" Dong Qing asked curiously.

Since there are many duchies and kingdoms within the Heaven Dou Empire, and the taxes in each place are different, he really doesn't know whether the taxes in Tian Dou City are heavy or not.

"No one should starve to death." Qian Renxue said calmly.

"Will you starve to death?"

Dong Qing glanced at the golden wheat field like waves in the distance, and then seriously looked at the full ears of wheat on the wheat stalks beside him, and suddenly felt that he had fallen into a blind spot of knowledge.

Sensing Dongqing's doubts, Qian Renxue explained: "Master. Sure enough, I'm still not used to Xiaoqing being raised by the village chief. No matter how small he is as a village chief, there is still a little status, so you don’t know much about some things, and you don’t know much about the sufferings of the world.”

"The Holy Soul Village you were in before belongs to Fasno Province, which is a special province divided by the empire. Because it is close to the border and borders the Star Dou Forest, it is a place with very light taxes. It's ten taxes and five."

"And here, although it is within the scope of the imperial capital, the tax is very heavy. It has reached 7 out of 10 taxes. After a year of hard work, they have to pay 70% of the taxes and food. It is very good if they don't starve to death."

Dong Qing was completely stunned by what Qian Renxue said.

His tone was a bit hesitant to believe: "It's too much to hand in half of the grain. When I heard this for the first time, I just yelled at it."

"If Grandpa Jack didn't stop me, I would have smashed that tax collector's head when I was five years old. How come Tiandou City, as the foot of the emperor, has so much more tax than Saint Soul Village?"

Back then, Dongqing really had this urge. Why do farmers have to work so hard to grow the grain for a year, and if you open your mouth, they have to hand over half of it?

But what annoyed him the most was that there was such a hard and fast rule that if the tax payment did not meet a certain standard, he would be arrested and forced to work as a coolie.

Facing Dong Qing's unbelievable expression, Qian Renxue's expression was still so calm.

She sorted out her thoughts for a while, with a hint of imperial demeanor in her expression, and said in a calm tone: "The Heaven Dou Empire has been passed down for so many years, but it is actually dying. It has changed from the original centralized rule to the autonomy of the kingdom and the principality , the overall national strength has dropped by more than one level.”

"If our Spirit Hall hadn't been inserted at the junction of the Star Luo Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire, the Heaven Dou Empire would have been swallowed up by the ambitious and powerful Star Luo Empire long ago."

"There are also large and small sects, soul master families, aristocratic families, and local officials in the Tiandou Empire. They all attach themselves to this country to suck blood."

"And the best targets for blood-sucking are naturally the hundreds of millions of Li civilians. They have no ability to resist or say no, so they can only be squeezed by the dignitaries."

"If it weren't for the Wuhun Hall's free awakening of Wuhun throughout the continent, some lucky ones would stand out from time to time, and these moths who drink human blood would even dare to increase taxes again."

"Although Tiandou City is under the feet of the Son of Heaven, the current Tiandou Empire is no longer what it used to be. Even the great emperors and kings actually have no way to act arbitrarily."

What Qian Renxue said is not false at all, the current Tiandou Empire is like this, it has already stepped into the harbinger of national subjugation.

Just imagine.

In an empire with many kingdoms and principalities inside, how much majesty and power can the nominal king have?

The reason why Qian Renxue chose the Heaven Dou Empire instead of the more powerful Star Luo Empire was because of the sufferings of the world, and she wanted to do something for the hundreds of millions of Li people.

But after she successfully pretended to replace the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, she found that her power was not as great as she imagined, and she didn't even know how to change many things.

People's hearts are complicated, and she has no ability to control people's hearts. No matter how well she arranges them, the people below will still be obedient to others, and even bully those innocent people even more cruelly.

kill?

The inside of Tiandou Empire is already rotten, this kind of people can't be killed, even if all the people below are killed, it will make the people even more miserable in the end.

As time passed, Qian Renxue could only give up her naive thoughts when she was young, and even had the idea of ​​giving up pretending to be the prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

But because in front of Bibi Dong back then, her cowhide had already been blown out, and now it is not easy to run back to the Wuhun Hall in disgrace, so she can only bite the bullet and persist.

I knew it earlier.

Qian Renxue thought that she should have gone to the Star Luo Empire in the first place, that empire that used the method of raising Gu to cultivate princes, maybe with her talent, she could still make a big difference.

"Xing, the people suffer, death, the people suffer."

After listening to Qian Renxue's narration, Dong Qing couldn't help sighing.

This is poetry?

Qian Renxue tilted her head and pondered for a few minutes, she seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly her eyes shone like light bulbs.

"Oh, I forgot that you are a great poet, Xiaoqing, the dream lover of thousands of girls. I didn't expect that a casual sentence would be a poem. Hurry up and write a poem for my sister and me."

"Don't make trouble!"

"I don't care! I want it! And I want it now!!!"

"Sister, let me go, I really can't hold back at this moment."

"Five Black and White Matches"

"Ahem, deal!"

Dongqing coughed a few times, and at the same time frantically looked up the classics of Chinese poetry that he had studied in the earth period in his mind, racking his brains to find a poem with snow.

Thanks to the strength of his soul and spirit, after a while, he really found a good poem.

"Northern wind blows the ground and white grass breaks, Hu Tian blows snow in August, suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom"

Dong Qing would pause for several seconds every time he read a line of poetry, as if he was waiting for Qian Renxue to digest and understand.

But alas.

In fact, Qian Renxue doesn't care whether the poem is good or not. She doesn't have the artistic talent, nor does she have the level of appreciation, and she doesn't know whether the poem is good or not.

She only cared about Dong Qing's attitude, even if he casually made up a doggerel like "Snowflakes are floating everywhere, to my heart", she was still happy in her heart.