Global catastrophe: My martial arts practice automatically

"The final battle is coming!"

"Although it has little impact on the individual's final points, this battle is crucial and can show everyone's true strength."

"Break out, children, let us see the spirit of this generation of young people."

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Outside the virtual space, almost all live broadcasts have been devoted to the final battle.

It only separated out a few small scenes, specifically pointing to those high-level alien races, especially the top alien leaders at the fourth level.

Everyone also understands that the key to winning or losing this battle lies in the strongest duels.

People couldn't suppress their excitement, not only to pay attention to the strength of this generation of young people, but also to see the hope of mankind defeating alien races.

The teachers and students of Jiangnan Wuhan University spontaneously fell silent at this moment, silently cheering for their classmates in their hearts, as if they were afraid of disturbing them.

In the principal's office, Principal Zheng also began to sit upright and reminded: "Keep in touch with the virtual space controller at any time."

"Once there is no hope of victory on the human side, it is proposed to further suppress the strength of the strong aliens."

"Although it is a virtual battlefield, with global attention, we cannot lose. This is related to the morale of all of us when the aliens really arrive."

Tang Feihu nodded solemnly and said: "I understand, teacher."

"All parties have reached a consensus and nothing will go wrong."

As a general in the army, he certainly understands the importance of morale.

But he also understands that he cannot let his side win too easily, otherwise it will only lead to blind arrogance.

Morale is restored, but humans are likely to lose their sense of crisis and feel that alien races are nothing more than that.

Therefore, this battle must be done with precision.

Not only must we win, but we must also win through hardship and cruelty, so as to alert the world and at the same time boost morale.

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On the rocky beach, the aliens were waiting in full formation. When they saw a group of humans charging towards them in twos and threes, they all raised their scimitars, waiting for the big leader's order.

Chirpy!

The big leader let out an angry roar and took the lead, charging towards the crowd.

The four-level high-level aliens behind him all came out with fierce momentum.

"Stop them, they can't be scattered!"

Luo Changhe shouted loudly, summoned up all his strength, and faced a fourth-level and eighth-level alien.

Gao Ganjun didn't say a word, he came from behind and was the first to block the fourth-level alien leader with a gun.

Madison, who came from country M, did not flinch. He rushed forward almost at the same time and was flanked by Gao Ganjun.

Madison's muscles bulged all over his body, like a devil muscleman. He had a pair of finger tigers on his hands, and his punches were so fast that they blurred into shadows.

At the same time, Yamamoto Ichiro and Pu Nihui also besieged another fourth-level and eighth-level alien race. One had mysterious movement skills, and the other was elegant and unparalleled.

The remaining two fourth-level and seventh-level aliens were picked up by Lemon and Lu Chong from Country E.

Lu Chong summoned the golden bell, held a scimitar, and fought with the aliens dozens of times in the blink of an eye, with no outcome.

He also took the time to observe Lemon not far away, and couldn't help but secretly marvel.

Lemon is a level 4 and 2 biochemical warrior with a unique fighting form.

It is said that biochemical warriors are half-orcs with certain abilities of alien beasts created by country E based on their personal physical fitness and characteristics, using biochemical technology that is matched and grafted with powerful alien beasts.

This kind of biochemical warrior not only possesses the tyrannical body and strength of alien beasts, but can also awaken the bloodline abilities of individual alien beasts. Coupled with human wisdom, it is almost a full range of growth and transformation.

Just like Lemon at this time, he had transformed from a two-meter strong man into a bear-man nearly five meters tall.

Except for its face, it is almost the same as a diamond bear, and the hair on its body is as tough as steel wire.

Every time he punches, he can knock those level 4 and 7 aliens flying away.

When the alien scimitar struck him, it could only cut off some hair or leave a little blood mark on the skin, but could not break the defense at all.

"This biochemical warrior is also very powerful."

While Lu Chong was thinking, he had already accumulated the eighteen moves of the hob to the last blow, slashing the alien on the opposite side seven or eight meters away.

Taking the time to look at the low-level battlefield, Lu Chong frowned slightly, "They won't be able to hold on for long. We must deal with these high-level alien races as soon as possible."

The numbers of the middle and low-level alien races were dominant, and the humans could not delay for too long. In just two minutes, twenty or thirty people were already dead or injured.

Thinking of this, Lu Chong no longer hesitated, glanced at the foreign race who was rushing over with a roar, used one hand to capture the dragon, slashed out the Qiankun Sword with the other, and lifted the foreign race's head into his hand with ease.

It was like searching a bag to retrieve something, and it was as if the alien took the initiative to bring his head up for Lu Chong to chop it down.

Lu Chong's face turned slightly pale and he felt a sense of emptiness in his body.

Whether it was the Capturing Dragon Technique or the Qiankun Sword Technique, they were extremely qi and blood consuming moves. Especially when dealing with an opponent whose cultivation was far superior to his own, he even felt like his qi and blood were being ripped away completely.

After swallowing the nutrients hidden in his mouth, Lu Chong did not stop, but prepared to help others deal with the low- to mid-level four aliens.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard Luo Changhe shout anxiously: "Hurry and help Gao Ganjun!"

Lu Chong paused, turned around and looked at Gao Ganjun, who was getting farther and farther away from the war, feeling secretly shocked.

In just two minutes, Madison was already seriously injured. An arm was cut off by the alien leader, and his abdomen was pierced by an energy beam. He was about to lose his fighting ability.

The situation of Gao Ganjun was not good either. A spear flew in his hand, shooting out spear shadows all over the sky, hitting the head of the foreign leader again and again.

However, the apparently powerful and ferocious attack fell on the alien, but it was ineffective.

On the contrary, the alien leader's scimitar and energy beam were extremely lethal, and every time they hit the edge, they would cause wounds to Gao Ganjun.

If it weren't for Gao Ganjun's excellent body skills, I'm afraid his current end would not be much better than Madison's.

Lu Chong only made a little judgment and understood that it was not that Gao Ganjun and Madison were weak, but that the alien leader was too powerful.

It is twice as powerful as the fourth-level and eighth-level foreign races.

Whether it is speed, strength or defense, even the energy beam pierced by the horn is far stronger than expected.

"As expected of the peak of level four, there are simply no flaws!" Lu Chong rushed over there while thinking about ways to defeat the enemy.

"The most terrifying thing is the defense of this alien leader. If he can't even break through the defense on his head, then he won't be able to defeat him at all."

clang!

Gao Ganjun was beaten back again, and the bone-deep wound on his chest was bleeding profusely, but he still couldn't move at all.

"His leather armor cannot be broken by a knife blade!" Gao Ganjun said with his lips turning white when he saw Lu Chong coming to help.

I don't know if I am explaining myself or reminding Lu Chong.

Lu Chong looked at the scimitar he had snatched from the fourth-level alien race in his hand, and rushed forward in disbelief.

Stab!

With his exquisite sword skills, Lu Chong's scimitar quickly cut through the opponent's leather armor and retreated at the first touch.

"It really can't be cut!" Lu Chong was secretly shocked, "Aren't they trying to trick the aliens?"

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ps: Regarding the issue of levels, the author has actually tried to simplify it as much as possible.

Martial arts practitioners who practice martial arts are all called martial disciples, warriors, martial masters, martial sects, and martial kings. Each major realm is divided into nine levels.

Corresponding to other training systems, such as alien beasts, ninjas, genetic warriors, biochemical warriors, aliens, etc., there are unified first, second, third, fourth and fifth levels, each divided into nine levels.

They are mainly alien beasts, genetic warriors, etc. It would not be appropriate to refer to them as martial arts realms.