Waste power? I can get stronger just by breathing

Arnold stood blankly at the door of Sugu's house. With no expression on his face, he looked like an anthropomorphic machine.

"What do you want from me?" Sugu stopped and looked at the other person and asked.

Arnold did not answer Sugu's question immediately. He turned his head in frustration and glanced back and forth at Sugu.

He looked very carefully, as if he was carefully identifying something, and after a moment he said slowly:

"I feel something similar to him in you."

"who?"

"The Almighty God of War."

After hearing this answer, Sugu smiled faintly and said calmly: "Then you are probably wrong."

After getting a negative answer, Arnold seemed to have stopped and stood there motionless.

After a full ten seconds, he pursed his lips and said, "'Attack three points to the enemy and keep seven points for yourself.' Do you know this sentence?"

"I don't know what you're talking about?"

Faced with the question from his former opponent, Sugu answered without blushing or heartbeat.

Arnold stared at Sugu's face, as if he wanted to see something from it. But with that poker face, he couldn't get any answers.

As he watched, his soul power became a little restless. As expected, warriors still have to fight each other to truly determine each other's identity.

Sensing the other party's intention, Sugu raised a smile on his lips and said softly: "What? Do you want to give it a try?"

The surrounding air became tense for a moment.

Arnold was silent, and after a moment he slowly said: "I have watched all the battles you have fought in the past few days, and I am no match for you."

"As for the identity of the Almighty Martial God, I can't find out."

After the average warrior reaches the brave level, he will have his own unique fighting style. But the Almighty Martial God is different, he is too special.

Countless forces have tried to find him by collecting his combat information, but all have failed. Trying to find out his identity with just your own strength is just wishful thinking.

Seeing the other party giving up so quickly, Sugu shook his head boredly.

"Since you don't want to fight, then don't block my way. I want to go home."

After that, he waved his hand, brushed Arnold aside, and opened the dormitory door.

Looking at the door that was about to close, Arnold, who had been dumbfounded, finally couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped forward and held the door that was about to close and said:

"I have no other thoughts towards the Almighty Martial God, let alone any ill intentions. If it hadn't been for that casual guidance from the Almighty Martial God, I don't know how long it would have taken me to reach my current state."

"I want to pursue a higher martial arts, so I want to find him and follow behind him."

People like Arnold, who can comprehend S-level combat skills on their own. After he graduates, no matter what force he goes to, he will be cultivated as a seed of potential.

But now he actually bluntly stated that he wanted to follow an opponent who had never met him in person and defeated him in the virtual spirit world.

I'm just afraid that if this kind of thing spreads, it will cause an uproar.

After hearing this, Sugu just smiled faintly. He used his hand to pry Arnold's index finger off his door.

Then he said calmly: "In that case, I wish you success in finding the Almighty Martial God. But unfortunately, I don't have what you want here."

Say that and close the door.

Arnold outside the door stared blankly at the closed door, finally sighed helplessly, turned around and left the place.

In the room, Su Gu took out the X device and contacted Ma Mingjie on his mobile phone:

"Fat man, your number is on!"

Not long after, the message showed as read, and soon Ma Mingjie replied.

But what he sent was a photo of himself with a bruised nose and face, followed by a series of miserable words.

"Brother Su, that Yinhu tiger is not a human being!"

"Ever since he knew that I knew how to use the "Lion's Roar and Ten Thousand Tigers Sword" and that this combat skill was passed on to you by me. He felt that he and I were destined and wanted me to try to inherit his skills."

"Damn it, you're destined to be together! These days, have you ever seen anyone physically punishing college students?"

"That Yinhuo also said that he hopes I can surpass you in terms of proficiency in the "Lion's Roar Ten Thousand Tigers Sword" combat skill."

"Damn, I feel like he's been kicked in the head by a donkey."

...

Listening to the fat man's complaints, Sugu grabbed his hair and tried hard not to laugh out loud.

He wasn't worried about this fat man at all.

This guy's martial arts talent isn't bad, but he's just too lazy, and he only focuses on doing business.

Now that General Yin is here to treat him, it will be good for his future.

"So this time, will you come to my martial arts dojo?" Sugu asked with a smile.

"Follow, why don't you follow!" The fat man immediately replied: "I'm already in such a miserable state, now of course I want to see you help me express this."

"Brother Su, fight hard today! I'm on the commentary stage, cheering you on!"

"Hahaha, okay!"

...

Not long after, Sugu and Ma Mingjie entered the virtual spiritual world again.

The Almighty God of Martial Arts has once again arrived in the martial arts dojo.

At the same time, whether on the earth, Mars or the moon. Countless men's cell phones rang with special notifications.

On earth, in a window among thousands of lights.

An ordinary middle-aged man suddenly untied the apron around his waist. He yelled, "Wife, you cook dinner tonight, and I won't wash the dishes."

The woman at home raised her eyebrows, but the man was not as courageous as he was now.

He said:

"Wife, I'm going to the virtual spirit world to meet someone! I'm really busy tonight."

"You actually treated me like this for a strange woman!"

"He's a man."

"You actually treated me like this for a man?!"

......

In a massage room, a female technician with heavy makeup and charming curves looked at the customer who was getting dressed next to her with a face full of resentment.

"Oh, little brother. Didn't you say you wanted to add an hour? We haven't started yet."

The man next to him quickly lifted his pants and said, "It's too late! With my endurance, I won't be able to see Brother Wushen's performance. He's waiting for me!"

Brother Wushen? Performance?

The female technician didn't quite understand what this was, but there was still some confusion on her face.

"But didn't it take you two minutes to click on me last time, little brother?"

"Shut up! Even if it's two minutes, Brother Wushen can't wait for me!"

......

The same scene is being played out all over the world.

At the same time, in the martial arts arena in the virtual spirit world, the huge audience seats specially created for the Almighty Martial God were completely packed soon.

Such a scene made Sao Rui, who was in the commentary booth, speechless.

It was the first time he had seen such a scene.

All human beings, regardless of race, region, or planet, gathered together, as if holding some kind of celebration.

The eyes of this huge population were all expectantly focused on the man in the center of the arena.

Sao Rui sighed softly in his heart, and he was afraid that there had never been a warrior who could achieve such appeal, and there would be no one in the future.

Sao Rui also felt a sense of honor to be able to comment on his battle.

He lowered his body and said loudly into the microphone:

"Let's welcome the Almighty Martial God to the stage!"