Chen Xiaoxiao's short words, in Uncle Chen's ears, were like thunder thunder on the ground.

His whole body was shaking like lightning strike, and Chen Xiaoxiao hurried forward and supported him steadily.

"Xiaoxiao, this matter cannot be joked about. What did you say just now? You can say it again?"

Uncle Chen grabbed Chen Xiaoxiao's arm tightly, his lips trembled, and his eyes stared at her without blinking.

Chen Xiaoxiao looked at Uncle Chen like this, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

She pulled Uncle Chen to sit on the mahogany bench in the living room, took a deep breath, and said solemnly:

Uncle Chen, you heard it right. Zhou Tong broke the limit of martial arts. Now, just martial arts can be compared with the realm of control, and is not weak in all aspects!"

"It's true?" Uncle Chen's gray hair trembled.

"It's true!" Chen Xiaoxiaozheng pointed.

Uncle Chen took a breath of air conditioning, his mood was stirring, his blood was over, his face turned red, and his body seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He was inexplicably powerless and wanted to laugh loudly, but the muscles on his face twitched, but he couldn't laugh, and only a ugly smile seemed to be crying and laughing.

He seemed to be knocked on the head by someone, a little dazed, and many scenes appeared in his mind like a lantern.

When he was young, he studied art everywhere, was brave and diligent in martial arts, and was sought after by many masters, and was praised as a peerless genius.

When I was young, I entered the Zhenxie Division and found that the secular martial artist was looked down upon. In anger, I took many masters to leave the Zhenxie Division with them.

After establishing the Martial Arts Alliance, he gritted his teeth and roared and swore that he would create the scene of martial arts.

I have been pursuing hard, but I can't practice more martial arts and cannot get close to my limits. I see some depressed scenes of a grandmaster who has great kindness to me.

...

The laughter and tears of those dark times are vivid in my mind, as if they happened yesterday, and they were presented to him one by one.

Uncle Chen was half lying on the chair, his expression on his face changed, sometimes proud, sometimes sad...

Chen Xiaoxiao stood aside, without saying anything, and even breathed lighter. Looking at the gray-haired old man in front of him, under the influence of the atmosphere, he felt like he was empathetic, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

Hahaha!

Hahaha!

As Uncle Chen thought about it, a little laugh began to squeeze out from his throat. The laughter became louder and louder, as if he was going to release all the sadness of so many years through laughter.

His body trembled, and as he smiled, his eyes turned red, and as he smiled, he burst into tears.

While crying, he laughed: "Haha, two months! Two months! He walked out of an unprecedented path! Genius!! Unprecedented genius!! I did not see the wrong person!"

He murmured in a low voice like crazy: "We, the civilians without blood, have finally found hope and a way out!!!"

He stood up with a cry, his chest rising and falling, he reached out to wipe away tears, turned to excitement, and walked out of the door, recruited a disciple and ordered:

"Go and invite all the masters to come here. The martial arts halls opened by other disciples in the city have also sent people to come to them. Even their martial arts disciples are brought with them and they all gathered at the martial arts performance venue. I have important things to announce!"

Several disciples quickly took the order and left.

After a while, the wide martial arts performance venue was filled with figures.

"Leader, what's the matter to be announced? Such a big battle?" Grand Master Shen was slightly confused and couldn't help asking.

Uncle Chen stood in front of everyone, with a tall body, shook his head, and just said, "Wait a minute, wait for everyone to come and say."

"So mysterious?" Grand Master Shen raised his eyebrows.

When the masters saw that the leader had not spoken, they could only suppress their doubts and wait and gather more people.

People kept walking in from outside the door, and there were more and more people, and finally the wide martial arts performance venue was filled with figures. Even other places where people could barely stand were crowded with figures.

"Leader, what's the matter? Can you announce it now?" said Master Shen.

The other masters and disciples were also full of doubts. They were originally busy with their own affairs, but when they received the news, they rushed over.

Ahem!

Uncle Chen coughed twice, his eyes shone brightly, and he swept across the crowd on the field, and then he spoke in a deep voice:

"Everyone is a martial arts practitioner. Everyone knows that our masters can compete with demons."

Everyone nodded.

Many disciples present heard that the master was able to compete with demons and ghosts, so they went to the martial arts hall to study.

After all, everyone sees the situation outside the city. Even if the master can only deal with the lowest level demon, he always feels that he can be safer with a force.

"Everyone knows that all we masters can deal with are low-level demons. Even I can't compete with the real powerful demons."

Uncle Chen continued: "This is also the reason why we secular warriors are not valued and those blood warriors look down on us. In the past few years, no one in Qiuye County has been able to break that limit and compete with the truly powerful demon.

We ordinary people who do not have blood in our bodies can never see hope and the way forward.”

Upon hearing this, everyone present showed a gloomy look.

Especially the masters, they sighed even more.

"But, it's different now!"

Uncle Chen's voice suddenly became excited and he said loudly:

"Just yesterday, a peerless genius in our secular martial arts broke that limit! He created an unprecedented path!

He! He became the first peerless genius in the history of our Qiuye County who can compete with the control realm among bloodline warriors!!

We ordinary people! We ordinary people without blood! On this day, we found hope and a way out!"

boom!

One stone stirs up thousands of waves.

The scene suddenly exploded, and all the disciples who practiced martial arts changed drastically, with disbelief on their faces.

Since they practiced martial arts, they have been instilled with too many cognitions that martial arts have limits. At this moment, they suddenly heard someone breaking the limits and were stunned.

The one who responded the most was the masters.

They stood up one by one, their bodies trembled, and their performance was not much better than Uncle Chen who had heard the news just now. They trembled their voices and asked repeatedly.

When Uncle Chen received a solemn reply, the masters felt like they were over-electric, their scalp was numb, their bodies were trembling, and their blood was on their heads.

Then, the masters were like crazy, crying and jumping in the audience regardless of their image.

When those masters saw their master's performance, they also jumped and jumped, cried and laughed.

The field suddenly became messy.

As for those disciples who have just been incoming recently, their reactions are not as intense as those of the masters, but they also show excitement and discuss it.

Uncle Chen looked at the joyful scene in front of him with a smile, and his mood was also very stirred. After everyone vented their excitement, their emotions stabilized slightly.

He raised his hand and signaled everyone to calm down. When everyone's eyes gathered on him, he spoke in a deep voice again, "Remember the name of the genius named Kaicai Martial Arts Road, his name is Zhou Tong!

If we are the masters of martial arts, then those who travel through the fog and tear apart the vast night of the martial arts world and bring hope to us ordinary people should be called..."

Uncle Chen said word by word: "Human! Martial Arts! Saint!"

"The Martial Saint of the World!" All the masters and their personal disciples all shouted with red faces and thick necks.

"The Martial Saint of the World!" Many disciples also shouted with their masters.

"So, from today on, we secular martial artists are not here to deal with poor people who can only deal with low-level demons, and we also have the hope of becoming elites!"

Uncle Chen's voice was full of excitement, "You all practice hard for me and practice hard. It's not that we ordinary people have no hope, it's not that we can't become stronger at all, but that some people have done it.

If you are not strong enough, it is not that you are not good at martial arts, but that you are not genius and not hard enough!"

Uncle Chen kept talking passionately, venting his depression for most of his life through these sentences.
Chapter completed!