One Man’s Power

Correspondence table of will percentage values.

100%: Standard Transcendent.

300%: Top transcendent.

700%: Pioneering transcendent.

2000%: Transcendent and holy, also known as the will to become holy.

...

As early as March this year, Tang Hong set two goals for himself, one is the will to become a saint, and the other is an ingenious combat method. Before that, it was all relying on the doubling state of one person's strength to have the will to become a saint and The "Fist Knife" combat method comparable to the power of Tiangongjing.

And from this moment on.

Tang Hong has the true will to become a saint!

"It's exactly 2000%, which is a bit thrilling. If it's later, it won't be in time for this summer."

Today is May 28th.

The midsummer forecast given by research institutions in various countries, including the Huaguo Central Research Institute: June 1st, 8:00 a.m., East Eighth District Standard Time.

"Looks like I'm lucky."

Tang Hong talked about the thrill, the timing was just right, but there was no expression on his face.

He couldn't bring up any melancholy.

A dull feeling.

"kindness."

"I heard... my mother is cutting watermelon in the kitchen at home and soaking lemons for me." Tang Hong could discern the details with a slight movement of his ears. He was standing downstairs, which was a mid-to-high-end residential area of ​​the garden house type.

As for the villa that won the lottery during the Chinese New Year and the annual meeting was too big, Tang's parents and Tang's mother all thought it was uncomfortable to live in.

An empty villa has a strong sense of emptiness.

That's why I moved to this neighborhood.

Boom!

Tang's mother cut the watermelon with a kitchen knife, and the blade that still had enough power fell on the cutting board.

boom!

Tang Hong's mind trembled, his whole body trembled, and he experienced the obvious change of willpower breaking the fourth limit.

The forehead is hot, the eyebrows are hot, like the birth of a cluster of small flames that have been tempered for thousands of years, the logical promotion process can not find any loopholes, the natural will to become a saint hovers in the depths of the brain, all the big rivers and rivers turn into the sea and set off big waves, waves are generated, The waves behind push the waves ahead, the sun and the moon rotate, and the perpetual motion machine operates like a perpetual motion machine. All the power is superimposed. This is the legendary will to become a saint.

The illusory willpower breaks the first limit like a vortex.

After sublimation and reorganization time after time, the willpower to break through the fourth limit seems to be a huge strange energy distributed in all parts of the mind, and the heartbeat will explode immediately, and the realm of doing whatever you want.

Faintly substantive!

Simulate Fire Frost or Thunder!

This has initially touched the philosophical field of "subjective initiative changes objective facts".

...

"I... I should be strong."

Tang Hong tried to clench his fist, and his will surged, almost like a volcanic eruption.

Even if he can kill a normal god in the deification stage with a single punch, it takes five or six blows to kill a normal god.

...

"This feeling is so wonderful." Tang Hong experienced unparalleled joy: "My thoughts and thoughts are all in line with my behavior, words and deeds are one, body and mind are one."

"It's no wonder that the sage's sensibility is sublimated."

"Emotional resonance, that is, the resonance effect. With the will to become a saint as the source of the shock, it radiates perceptual fluctuations and produces terrifying appeal."

At this stage, the pinnacle of the extraordinary system!

Take a look at the mountains today!

Tang Hong also finally understood why the film "Overlord" had so many positive reviews, and the root cause was that the leading actor Fang Nanxun was a saint.

whatever,

eye details,

Even through the camera and turned into a big screen, there is still a miraculous effect of emotional resonance.

...

"Willpower interferes with reality."

"The will to become a saint actually greatly improves the human body's senses and intuition." Tang Hong has a clearer judgment on the crisis, and the things around him have different levels of threat according to their size and density.

Mysterious and clear, when I opened my eyes at this moment, I saw the real objective world just now.

The difference between the extraordinary senses and the sacred senses lies in [intuition], or a person's sixth sense.

This thing seems useless, but in fact... it is really useless.

It is precisely because of these "useless" abilities that the saints are superior to the extraordinary, just like the difference between a bowl of family rice noodle and vegetarian rice noodles, like the difference between being fully armed and a small pistol, the increase in all aspects makes the saint capable detached status.

Proficient in all trades!

No weakness!

The will to become a saint determines that it is impossible for a saint to make the same mistake!

Tang Hong: ""

He showed a smile from the bottom of his heart, and a slight fluctuation suddenly spread out. Not far away, a couple were walking their dogs. The girl was holding the dog on a leash. The large golden retriever suddenly broke free and rushed towards Tang Hong like crazy, circling in circles.

The golden retriever snorted and stuck out its tongue, looking in awe as if it wanted to lick it but didn't dare to approach it.

Dogs are happy too.

The couple rushed over and saw Tang Hong smiling, but the terrible thing was that they didn't realize they were laughing.

The two apologized: "Sorry, we didn't catch it."

The girl was wearing a fitness vest, her studded earlobes were red, and her heart was pounding.

So is the man.

"fine."

Tang Hong restrained his smile, his expression returned to his dull face, and he walked in another direction.

He was about to leave the community, but he heard Tang's mother calling upstairs.

He hurriedly walked away, took out his mobile phone, looked at the caller ID on the screen, widened his eyes, and adjusted his facial expression.

"mom?"

Tang Hong squeezed out a smile: "I won't go back tonight, I have to work overtime."

"Ah... ah... It's okay, it's okay, we all lay down and went to sleep, and I just remembered that you said you would come back tonight."

Mama Tang's first one is loss.

Mama Tang's second thing is to understand.

"That's fine, you go to bed early." Tang Hong clearly heard Tang's mother standing in the kitchen, holding a watermelon in her hand, and the watermelon seeds fell to the ground with a soft sound.

He lowered his head, under the dim light, the light-colored laces of his cloth shoes were a little tight.

Suddenly I felt so naive before.

What is being single, compared to having a home and not being able to go back, it’s nothing more than a big witch.

an hour later.

A five-star hotel 2.5 kilometers away.

Tang Hong didn't bother to save money, so he didn't care about the type of room, just book the most expensive one.

pity……

The most expensive room type is more than 1,000 Chinese currency, it is a fake five-star

"I haven't had a break this year."

"It's a good time now, no matter how rich you are, you don't have time to enjoy it."

Tang Hong turned off the lights in the hotel suite, and sat quietly by the bed alone, his deep and distant gaze piercing the window.

He lives on a high floor.

On the twenty-sixth floor, the field of view is wide, and you can faintly see the lights of the bedroom at home.

This reassured Tang Hong, and he was stunned. He couldn't help recalling the happy time last year: "In order to verify the one-person value mechanism, I went to live in a B\u0026B and then to a hotel. The five-star hotel I stayed in for the first time in my life was Crown Crown, Yangzi District, Yunhai City. Design hotel, the bed is very big.”

"I regret it."

"It would be nice to go with my girlfriend."

A long time ago, Tang Hong also had a girlfriend.

Senior year internship to find a job, and later separated. His ex-girlfriend Jiao Xiaoyu recently worked as an intern in the Imperial Capital and signed a formal entry contract, with an annual salary of 350,000 Chinese currency upon graduation.

"Hey."

"I'm also the most benevolent and righteous." Tang Hong flipped through the WeChat chat records. He just talked to the exclusive liaison officer of the Yellow River Organization, and there was a special person in charge. Regardless of whether the internship has a chance to be retained, you must become a regular.

In a word, no trouble.

also.

Tang Hong doesn't quite understand why the relationship between men and women in society is so bad.

You can't be friends if you break up, and you shouldn't live with hatred... Normal people, normal love, how can there be so many bloody and vulgar plots.

As the so-called one hundred days of grace for a husband and wife.

You can't be ruthless.

...

"Zeng Li, Wu Jie, Xuan Lizheng...Ruan Su, Peng Lianting, Li Ziwei in high school...why are most of my friends in high school female, but when I go to university, they become mainly male."

"Didn't you say college life is good!"

Tang Hong flipped through the contacts on WeChat, but there were not many familiar friends.

He thinks it's familiar: you can send text messages at any time without fear of embarrassment.

As for Jiao Xiaoyu, after I helped, I deleted it.

"And Bernie Beibei chestnut."

Tang Hong looked at Bei Ni's circle of friends, the girl was holding Bei Bei Li, shining like a flower.

Tang Hong used to think that he was suicidally single, that is, he was always single and did not take the initiative to expand his social scope to meet new friends, but he fantasized about having love every day.

wrong.

He is masochistically single.

I also want to talk about a sweet love, but I am afraid that I will be sorry for the entrustment of everyone on my body, the mission of becoming a saint.

In fact, being able to know Bei Ni has nothing to do with Tang Hong's side at all, it's all on his own initiative.

Tang Hong wanted to delete it but was reluctant to say it plainly, what he couldn't get was always a commotion.

The value of one person makes him have to be single for the rest of his life?

Without this restriction, Tang Hong might not desire love at all. What a joy to kill the gods. Isn't it good to be an ordinary transcendent? Find a girlfriend and get a marriage certificate to give birth to a baby, what name to give birth to, and what brand of milk powder to buy. These are all scratching your head.

"If we win this battle."

"If I live."

"Well, go to Dr. Sang immediately and ask the doctor to help me find a way to applaud in love without weakening the benefits of one person, but the doctor warned me not to leave the order."

Tang Hong was also speechless.

This person surnamed Sang is mysterious all day long!

After much deliberation, I really want to tie him up and use a whip to torture this man for what information is in his head!

...

On May 29th, at two o'clock in the morning, it was pitch black outside the windows of the five-star hotel suite.

Tang Hong understood all the mysteries of the will to become a saint.

"Emotional resonance."

"Conscious shock."

"Thinking strengthening."

"Both IQ and EQ improved significantly."

"The will is like a real thing, it comes out through the body, and it has so many functions that it is hard to describe."

Many troubles and negative emotions disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tang Hong didn't need to waste his brainpower at all, automatically suppressing the factors that are not conducive to sobriety and rationality, turning them into nothing, and knowing why, and knowing the ins and outs of their appearance.

Enlightenment.

The inspiration flew.

Comprehension has become higher.

Tang Hong has a more intuitive and in-depth understanding of extraordinary warfare: "The combination of willpower and the human body is the warfare."

"Tiangongjing..."

"It's just a little short!"

So what is Tiangongjing?

Where is its core?

What is its purpose?

Tang Hong stood up ignorantly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the suite, and the night view of Jiangnan City came into view.

There are high-rise buildings, street lights and vehicles, and occasionally people are seen crying on the side of the road.

He took the room card, went out in the middle of the night, passed the crying person, passed the vehicle with an unknown source of vibration inside, and walked to his alma mater in junior high school as a bystander before dawn.

Tang Hong did not go to comfort the crying people.

In fact, some crying is already very good. He witnessed Li Xuekong's death with his own eyes, left his last words, and stopped crying after only two seconds.

Reason told him that there was no point in crying sadly.

"I said."

"I will visit you with red leaves in autumn and snowflakes in winter."

Tang Hongman was aimless, wandering around alone after two o'clock in the morning.

Like a lonely ghost.

Just never screamed.

He saw the taxi driver taking a nap on the steering wheel.

He saw the cleaner go to work.

He saw the city.

Everything you see and hear along the way is human!

The skills of people built the city and constructed this beautiful river and mountain.

"wrong."

"It's not natural enough, it's too contrived."

Tang Hong stood in front of the Confucius Temple, looked at the various slogans at the exit of the subway station, and looked at the commercial streets on the side of the street that were specially sold for foreign tourists. Suddenly, a flash of lightning pierced through his ears, and he froze in place.

...

Last year, in the sea of ​​clouds, Fang Nanxun's words of teaching him extraordinary training methods echoed in his ears.

‘The most taboo is to think too much, to worry too much, and to waste willpower! '

'Practice should be relaxed, body and mind stretched, happy is right! Many people practice natural agility into a storm, and natural vitality into a thunderbolt. Artificially creating an unnatural atmosphere is just artificiality and harming oneself. "

‘Don’t think too much about practicing boxing, just let nature happen and interfere less. '

It turned out that at that time, Fang Nanxun came into contact with the mystery of ingenuity.

nature.

Interfer less.

This is a higher level of attainment than climbing the peak, digging out the rhythm of life instinct, the most primitive and pure skill.

Tang Hong looked at the dark sky, the clouds moved slowly, and the night was picturesque.

"Tiangongjing."

Tang Hong snapped his fingers!

Ingenious workmanship!

Snapped!

The red plaque on the main entrance of the Confucius Temple froze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, it turned into powder and drifted away with the wind, as if a small piece of red mist suddenly filled the air.

And then, in the upper half of the main entrance, inch by inch of sawdust and iron powder were flying, and the crossbeam disappeared, leaving only the bare pillars on both sides standing upright.

"Oops."

"I have damaged national public property." Tang Hong showed deep guilt, sadness and distress.

I don't know if the main entrance of the Confucius Temple scenic spot in Jiangnan City is considered a cultural relic?

According to Article 324, paragraph 3 of the "Hua Guo Criminal Law", whoever negligently damages a precious cultural relic protected by the state, or a cultural relic designated as a national key cultural relic protection unit or a provincial cultural relic protection unit, causing serious consequences, shall be punished. Fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years or criminal detention.

Three years!

What a loss!

Besides, it's not a good thing.

Just imagine, if he is locked in, everyone will be there when the battle starts in midsummer, but he is the only one who is squatting in the prison on the seventh day, climbing the iron railing, looking at the moon and stars outside the iron window... Life is too difficult, fantasy novels I dare not write like that.

equatorial region.

The military forces of the United States/Jin/National States have completed a temporary merger in cooperation with the forces of various countries.

"?"

"t?"

The United States/Jin/country side panicked, nearly begged to their knees, and called Dr. Sang's private number every few minutes.

Be mad at this man.

It is up to you to make the decision as agreed, the general direction remains unchanged, and temporary decisions are up to you... As a result, at this time, Dr. Sang did not come here in advance to familiarize himself with the deployment of military forces.

There are more than 30 strong attack plans in the massive confluence of global military forces. The huge workload of this handover is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. As a temporary strategy leader, you don't need to understand the principles, but you must understand them all.

When the war started,

Adjust according to the situation on site,

The plan didn't change quickly, but with God's power, it's pretty good if one-third of the more than 30 attack plans are successful!

Calculated by experts.

More than 30 attack plans were all successful and produced the expected effect, and the human winning rate was only 78%.

A general who is proficient in Chinese roared: "The situation of the catastrophe is changing every second. Sang Sheng, if you don't come here again, you don't know anything at that time. Why do you make the decision? What qualifications do you have! Even Mercury You study the weapons, you finalize the holy system, do you understand military weapons! This summer, our biggest catastrophe, failed and all living things will be extinct, you are insane, playing with the fate of human beings?"

Dr. Sang: "It's useless work."

The general laughed angrily: "I now seriously suspect that you are a believer in God and plotting to exterminate mankind!"

Dr. Sang's tone turned cold: "Where are you deploying your troops?"

"Equator line!"

"East Longitude One Degree Equator Line!"

"Six years ago, three years ago, the coordinates of the two catastrophe battles were in this area." The general's tone exuded unquestionable authority, with life and death in his grasp, and every word was sonorous and powerful.

He is really in a hurry.

According to the standard time of the East Eighth District, it is now May 29th, and midsummer is June 1st.

Do not have time!

The urgency of the nick of time!

But at such an urgent moment, Dr. Sang stayed in China.

"Sang Sheng, please." The general also felt that he had lost his composure just now, and his tone softened: "All the geniuses in the world today believe in you, how can you live up to the support of geniuses becoming saints? You just need to understand the handover of military power, but just read the manual No, you need to be familiar with the scene, and I will take care of you the whole time."

Dr. Sang sighed: "I also hope that you will descend on the equator at one degree east longitude."

...

Six years ago, in the first catastrophe in history, a real god was killed alone on the first day.

...

Three years ago, the catastrophe reappeared. A real god descended from a different space and the 15-layer attack plan was successful. Seventy-nine of the 124 saints were killed on the spot, including four geniuses who became saints.

After the battle, injuries broke out, and more than a dozen saints died of serious injuries.

...

There are thirty-seven pilgrims this year.

What's more, the different space gods experienced a failed battle three years ago, and I'm afraid they will be prepared. It is almost impossible for humans to reproduce the successful situation of the 15-fold storm plan.

So what is Sang Sheng's plan?

What should be done.

Wait a moment.

The general who is proficient in Chinese suddenly noticed a terrifying word that broke his heart.

It was dark.

Like the blue sky and white clouds collapsing, the heavens fall, and the gates of hell open.

'Men! '

‘Chinese people are plural and plural! ! ! '

He felt that his heart and blood vessels were all exploding, he couldn't breathe at all, and his brain went blank.

"Who are you?"

"Who stipulated that this year's midsummer catastrophe will only come to one god, us?"

At 10:00 a.m. on May 29th, East Eighth District Standard Time, all-weather satellite monitoring found strange signs of cracks in different spaces in the northern hemisphere beginning to merge.

at the same time.

In the southern hemisphere...another sign of fusion of different space rifts appeared.