White-Haired Old Soldier: Invincible From The Beginning Of The Battle With The Coffin Behind!

Donghai City.

Central Square.

This is the passage to enter the battlefield.

Large TV broadcasting screens spread all over the surrounding high-rise buildings, broadcasting the images of the central square to all parts of the world.

The hosts and anchors broadcast everything generously and tragically.

Countless young men gathered in the square.

Most of them have just graduated from martial arts schools, and after graduation, they want to do one thing, enter the battlefield, resist demons, and all races!

However, how many people fought back in ancient times!

These are unlucky times!

It is also the worst time!

Thousands of people went to the battlefield, how many people can return intact?

Even so, no one flinched and went forward, but chose to 'send to death' generation after generation!

"The last battle, to the future!"

On the wide square, a gray-haired old man came with a coffin on his back. Compared with the vigor and vitality of the entire central square, he seemed out of place.

Along the way, the eyes of the young men locked on the gray-haired old man!

Although Qi and blood are exhausted.

But he walks like a tiger.

His eyes are resolute and sharp!

It seems to be a sharp knife polished by the wind and frost!

"What is this old man doing here?"

"Could it be that you are here to see off your grandson?"

"However, isn't it too unlucky for him to carry the coffin on his back!"

There are endless discussions on both sides.

Chu Xiao was unmoved.

"How could an old man appear here!"

"That old man is...!"

"It's Mr. Chu Xiao!"

After the camera broadcasting the scene of the square swept across the crowd, it suddenly stopped on Chu Xiao.

Many hosts and anchors in the studio suddenly exclaimed.

"Who is this old man? Why are you all paying so much attention?"

Donghai City Newsroom.

I saw several older colleagues next to me focus on the coffin-carrying old man.

The beauty host, Liu Xu, was full of doubts.

"Liu Xu, you are still young and don't know what happened in the past. Although Mr. Chu Xiao is not the strongest, his deeds can bear the word 'hero of the human race'!"

"He lived a hundred years, fought on the battlefield for more than 60 years, and even got married on the battlefield. He is the only man who has maintained the "bloody battle ten thousand times" in the past thousand years!"

"He is also the old man who personally sends his children to the battlefield the most!"

"All the family, young and old, enter the battlefield!"

"Although he retreated behind the scenes."

"But his exploits!"

"The meritorious service of the Chu family."

"Enough for the people to remember!"

"I didn't expect that he would walk out here with his coffin on his back."

"What is the old man going to do? Do you want to fight again?"

...

Thousands of bloody battles!

Listening to the explanation of the elderly boss next to her, Liu Xu's mind was shocked, and her eyes locked on the gray-haired figure, shocked and admired.

Walking to the passage in the center of the square, a boy in alloy armor sized Chu Xiao up and asked, "Old man, are you here to see off your grandson?"

Chu Xiao paused, looked at the young man and said, "I'm going to pick up my grandson!"

Um?

The young man's eyes moved slightly, and he was not stupid. He understood the meaning of the words, looked at the lacquered red coffin behind him, and said, "Old man, the battlefield is extremely dangerous. You should wait at home. Your grandson will definitely return safely."

Chu Xiao didn't answer.

No one knows the battlefield better than someone who has fought ten thousand times.

"Grandpa, leave it to us young people to spill blood. Judging by your age, you must be a hundred years old. Going to the battlefield is not a joke. Tell me, what is the name of your grandson? He has a letter."

Next to the armored boy, a boy with a peaked cap smiled.

"That's right, old man, you need to report to enter the battlefield. If you don't report, you won't be able to enter!"

The young men reminded.

Chu Xiao was silent.

Entering the battlefield does require a report.

But he didn't leave.

Seeing this, the teenagers advised again, but Chu Xiao remained indifferent.

The boy with the peaked cap smiled and said: "How about this, old man, if you can take ten tricks from me, I will take you with me, and the matter of reporting will be resolved for you."

Chu Xiao looked at the boy in the cap.

The boy in the cap immediately took a few steps back.

Everyone dodges.

"Zhao Xu, be careful when you strike!"

The armored boy reminded in a low voice.

He understood that this white-haired old man had entered the battlefield and fought for mankind.

Not only he understands.

Everyone understands.

Because, the blood stains on the broken alloy knife in his hand explained all of this.

before school.

The teacher once said to them that everyone who came back alive from the battlefield is a hero of the human race.

Deserves all respect.

Therefore, a few people are not looking for faults.

I just want this old man who has fought for mankind to have a stable old age!

However……!

Chu Xiao's broken alloy knife was nailed to the floor with a 'bang'.

With a stride, he went straight to Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu raised his eyes suddenly, and a terrifying air flow permeated from his body, sweeping across the square. The exuberant blood was like a blazing sun, and many people were shocked.

"King Wu!"

Many teenagers exclaimed.

At the Martial King Realm, he is already considered a master.

Entering the battlefield, it won't take long before you can become a captain-level existence.

Chu Xiao was also surprised.

Zhao Xu is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he has reached the Martial King Realm. He is a good seed. If such a talent is not compromised on the battlefield, he will definitely become a strong man.

"Old man, pay attention!"

"Baji Kaishan Fist!"

Zhao Xu let out a loud cry, using the terrifying power of King Wu, which was as thick as a mountain, and punched Chu Xiao with a punch.

Chu Xiao countered with a punch.

Although Qi and blood are exhausted and his realm has fallen, Chu Xiao's strength is also at the peak of a Martial King!

boom!

A punch as heavy as a mountain sent Zhao Xu back a hundred meters away.

In the process, he took a lot of effort!

These hot-blooded teenagers are the pillars of the future human race, and he didn't do anything cruel.

Otherwise, even if Zhao Xu was the pinnacle of King Wu, he would still be able to kill him.

Thousands of bloody battles, although the blood is exhausted.

But with his rich combat experience and skills, even if his realm falls and his blood is gone, he can still shake Wu Zun again!

The young man watching the battle was also shocked.

The hosts and anchors in the broadcast room were also stunned. They thought that the old man's energy and blood were exhausted and he didn't have much energy left.

Zhao Xu was also surprised, his eyes locked on, like a vigorous tiger, quickly turned into the wind and punched Chu Xiao hard.

Chu Xiao was also ready to make another move, so he took the opportunity to give Zhao Xu some pointers.

Pass on some of your combat experience and skills to him, so that he can survive on the battlefield as much as possible.

But right now.

His movements suddenly stopped.

Zhao Xu didn't stop, and charged straight at him, with his fists about to hit him.

"Zhao Xu!"

Suddenly, with a loud shout, several men in military uniforms quickly stopped in front of them, blocking Zhao Xu's attack.

Seeing someone coming, Zhao Xu also stopped quickly.

"Teacher Wuyang!"

...

"Hmph! Have you forgotten what the teacher taught you!"

Wu Yang blamed.

"I'm sorry, I just want the old man not to get involved!"

Zhao Xu explained.

Hearing this, Wu Yang's expression softened, and he didn't say anything, but turned to look at Chu Xiao.

Chu Xiao froze in place.

Not to be intimidated.

Instead, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Congratulations to the host, you will never die in all battles, your faith will never cease, and the strongest fusion system of all things has been successfully activated!"

The reminder sounded, and countless information flooded into my mind like a tide.

A light curtain came into my mind.

【Host: Chu Xiao】

【Realm: Peak of Martial King】

[Martial Arts: Hundred Battles, Crazy, Blood Moon Swordsmanship]

[Weapon: Alloy Broken Knife]

【Fusion point: 0】

[Fusion Status: None]

[Bloody state: Depleted mortal body (divided into mortal body, extraordinary body, divine body, and divided into nine grades)]

[Remarks: Hunting monsters and thousands of races can get fusion points, the higher the level, the more fusion points you can get! 】

...

"system!"

Chu Xiao frowned.

Immediately after some investigation, he said, "The fusion system of all things? Explain what the fusion point is?"

"Fusion points can be obtained by hunting monsters and powerful people of all races. Consuming fusion points can fuse all things into the body and obtain their abilities!"

"for example."

"Integrate the alloy knife into the palm, then the palm will have the sharpness and toughness of the alloy knife."

"If it is integrated into a river in the meridian, then the meridian can hold infinite aura."

"If you integrate mountains and divine peaks into your fists, then one punch can unleash all the massive power possessed by mountains and divine peaks."

"If you integrate blood energy, you can improve your blood energy, and if you integrate it infinitely, you can improve your physique infinitely!"

"It can even be integrated into the stars, into the heaven and earth, into the starry sky into the body, etc., to create the strongest physique, shoulder to shoulder with the gods, and surpass the gods!"

...

"Improve your physique? Enhance your blood!"

Hearing this, Chu Xiao's eyes froze.

Only by being full of blood can one go further along the path of cultivation. The reason why he withdrew from the battlefield was nothing more than the exhaustion of blood.

Now the system can easily increase blood energy, and it is infinitely improved.

Then he can easily rejuvenate and return to the peak state of youth!

Furthermore.

You can get fusion points by hunting monsters!

For him, that's enough!

Although he failed to save his own children and grandchildren, there are still many children and grandchildren waiting for him to save.

The system is late, but not too late!

Because, he can still fight!

"Master!"

Wu Yang shouted.

Chu Xiao came back to his senses and looked at Wuyang.

"What are you doing?"

Wu Yang looked at the lacquered red coffin and the alloy broken knife, and understood everything.

"On the battlefield, I lost too much, and I want to get it back, so you don't have to persuade me."

Chu Xiao said.

Wu Yang was silent for a while, and didn't stop him again, saying: "Leave the matter you reported to me!"

Chu Xiao nodded.

Immediately, he glanced at Zhao Xu, grabbed the alloy broken knife, turned and walked towards the passage.

Several people in Wuyang saluted in military posture.

They all understand that if they leave, it may be a farewell forever!

Zhao Xu, the armored boy and others stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Wu, who is this old man?"

Wu Yang said: "Master Chu!"

"Master Chu Xiao!"

Zhao Xu and the others stared, then turned to look at the back, in awe!

Chu Xiao, this is the name that the teacher often mentions to them. He has countless labels on him, "hero of the human race", "thousands of bloody battles", "backbone of the human race"...

at this time.

Donghai City Newsroom.

A staff member rushed into the studio.

"Just got the news that all ten sons and grandchildren of Mr. Chu died in battle, and Mr. Chu set off again with his coffin on his back!"

...

Instantly!

Liu Xu, who was staring at the picture of the square, and everyone in the broadcast room trembled slightly, and stood up one after another.

"I am Liu Xu, the host of the Donghai City Newspaper. I pay tribute to Mr. Chu Xiao. The human race will never forget the dedication of the old man and the Chu family to the human race!"

"I am Xu An, the host of the Central Morning News. I pay tribute to Mr. Chu Xiao. You are old and strong. You are the greatest hero in my heart!"

"I am Yu Xiao, the host of Eastern Warfare. I pay tribute to Mr. Chu Xiao. See you on the battlefield!"

...

In the city, there are big screens facing each other. The hosts are standing, and their voices are transmitted along the big screens, making people in the streets and alleys pause and wait and see.

In the square, the sea of ​​people locked the passage in an instant.

Wu Yang also watched, and said in his mouth: "Yesterday, Mr. Chu Xiao was supposed to celebrate his 100th birthday, but all ten children and grandchildren died in battle, and none of them served him!"

Zhao Xu, the armored boy, and the others were shocked. No wonder they said, "Pick up the grandson, not send him off!" '

"All pay tribute to the old man!"

Many teenagers shouted and paid attention.

Chu Xiao stood at the entrance of the passage with his coffin on his back, a broken knife in his hand, and his white hair fluttering. He resolutely stepped into the passage.

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