Gao Wu: Infinite destiny, start with martial arts mastery!

The oncoming heat wave made everyone unable to open their eyes. After all, it was the power of a minor magical power.

It was not until the aftermath gradually dissipated that some people barely opened their eyes and looked over there.

The tall young man held the spear in his right hand and pressed it against the ground.

The monster was pinned by the Youlong Spear and had stopped moving.

His supreme golden body had long been shattered by Lu Ming's domineering Liuhe Spear.

After being infused with the power of the sun, the corpse was burned into a charred black.

It was dead and could not be deader.

Looking at the large area of scorched earth under their feet and the unrecognizable corpse under Lu Ming's gun, the onlookers were all stunned.

A fifth-grade monster, even if his kung fu was not as good as before, it was still a fifth-grade monster!

It died so easily.

When they looked at Lu Ming again, they felt that he was like a mountain. An unattainable mountain.

Lu Ming was not perfect to care about other people's thoughts.

After defeating the monster, he put away the Youlong Spear and went straight to the library.

Naturally, the people around did not dare to follow.

After all, this monster was defeated by Lu Ming alone.

All they could do was wait here, and prepare to go inside to pick out some things that Lu Ming didn't like after he left.

This place was called the Library by the Zhan family. It was five stories high and covered a vast area.

Lu Ming entered the first floor and looked around. What he saw was a vast sea of books.

However, these books were not about martial arts, but some strange stories.

These may be helpful in understanding the history of the ancient era, but Lu Ming was not interested in this.

He glanced at them briefly and moved to the second floor.

After reaching the second floor, the collection of books here was significantly less than that of the first floor.

And they were all low-grade martial arts.

Lu Ming glanced at them briefly and continued to go up.

This time he did not stay on the third floor, but moved directly to the fourth floor.

Compared with other floors, the collection of books on the fourth floor is even scarcer.

All the books added together only filled a few cabinets, with about a hundred books.

"Bull Demon Fist"

"Arhat Demon-Subduing Fist"

"Hunyuan Wuji Quan"

"Bloody Army Breaking Fist"

"……"

Lu Ming read through it and found that the books on the fourth floor were extremely monotonous. There were hundreds of first-grade martial arts books, more than half of which were boxing techniques.

"Could it be that the one who collected the first-grade martial arts is a boxing collection addict?"

Lu Ming shook his head. It was just a first-grade martial arts, which was not that attractive to him.

What's more, it was just boxing.

Under the fate of [Son of the Great Dao], the extreme boxing he deduced was infinitely close to the super-grade boxing, so naturally he didn't need to practice anything else.

He was slightly disappointed, and then took another step to continue upward.

The fourth floor already has a first-grade martial arts.

What should be on the next level?

When he came to the fifth floor, the scene here immediately came into Lu Ming's eyes.

It was simpler than the fourth floor.

Only in the middle, there was a high platform with a book stand.

On the book stand, there was a somewhat simple book.

Two words were written in ancient characters on the cover. After translation, Lu Ming recognized the content on it.

"Battle tactics."

It seems that the battle tactics I practiced came from here.

Lu Ming's guess was confirmed.

He took a step forward, wanting to reach out to explore the ancient battle tactics.

But just when he was about to touch it, his movement suddenly stopped and he stopped where he was.

A familiar tearing feeling came over him.

Da! Da! Da!

When he came to his senses again, the sound of uniform footsteps first exploded in Lu Ming's ears.

He looked around and found that he was on a battlefield.

All around him were millions, or even tens of millions of cavalry.

The uniform footsteps were made by the cavalry under their seats taking one step after another.

And he was at the head of these tens of millions of cavalry.

The cavalry under his seat was very fast, but every time they took a step, they would also raise thick dust.

If you look around, it's like a depressing black cloud appearing in the sandy yellow sky.

"Could it be that my consciousness was sucked into this battlefield?"

"With such a large-scale march, how powerful would the enemy be?"

Lu Ming had a vague guess.

Behind him, military flags were flying in front of the marching teams.

An army of this size, even in the era of martial arts, was enough to conquer countless small countries.

It was not difficult to imagine the enemy's battle.

Roar!

As if to confirm Lu Ming's guess.

A shocking roar came from a distance.

Just a roar set off a tremendous force.

Dust and smoke were rolled up, covering countless cavalry with a layer of sand.

It was even more necessary to circulate the spiritual energy in the body to resist this force.

Otherwise, the force set off by this force alone would be overwhelming.

The wind was enough to overturn them.

The scene in front of Lu Ming also became dim for some reason.

That was the result of the sun being blocked by the object that covered the sky.

He raised his head and saw the giant that caused all this, and his eyes were shocked.

It was an extremely huge black dragon.

It was covered with black scales, like extremely hard fine iron.

A pair of dragon eyes were piercing, emitting a shocking light.

Not to mention the suppression of blood.

The thirty-two true dragons in the world are all super-quality existences, and all of them are earth-shaking.

The dragon's might is pervasive, as if it is destroying the world.

The black dragon looked down at the tens of millions of cavalrymen below.

In front of his towering figure, these humans were as small as ants.

Under the huge body of the black dragon, there were ferocious beasts.

They were numerous, and their eyes were full of murderous light.

Looking at each other from a distance, the ferocious beasts' eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.

In the ancient times, the human race declined and became meat for the beasts.

The Human Emperor founded the dynasty and opened up human civilization, but the invasion of ferocious beasts became more and more intense.

After all, who can tolerate the blood eaters jumping up and sitting on an equal footing with the meat eaters.

But the human race is ultimately...

Countless blood was shed for a prosperous and peaceful era.

At this moment, Lu Ming was in one of the wars.

He didn't know why he came here.

He didn't know how he would fight this super enemy.

But at this moment, tens of millions of cavalry had stopped behind him.

He knew they were waiting.

Waiting for Lu Ming to give orders and wave their guns to meet the enemy.

The black dragon was so huge that even if Lu Ming looked up, he could only glimpse a corner.

The majestic power that permeated the body made people feel powerless.

But Lu Ming ignored this pressure.

【Warlike person】 Fate is roaring.

His blood is burning, his will is roaring.

Black dragon, so what? Super class, so what?

Lu Ming held the reins tightly with one hand and the spear tightly with the other.

Even though he is as small as an ant in front of the black dragon.

Even though there is a huge difference in strength between the two.

"Ants"

"Also fight against enemies in the sky!"

"Kill!"

A hysterical roar came from Lu Ming's throat.

He rode his fierce horse, holding a spear, and took the lead in killing all the beasts, heading towards the black dragon that ignored everything.

"Kill!"

Millions of cavalrymen followed closely behind Lu Ming.

Their roars shook the sky, like surging waves, trying to drown the beasts.