Chapter 193: Chapter 137: 42 Years” and ll The Path of the Martial Saint” (Seek Subscriptions)

“Hurry up!”

“Captain, it’s impossible! After a large-scale firepower cover, less than twenty percent was eliminated. It must be a large subspace!”

A somewhat young man spoke, his tone a mix of emotions.

The captain he mentioned was not much older than he was.

The captain fell silent after hearing this.

They all understood what a large subspace represented.

It meant that they probably wouldn’t be able to make it back this time.

“Sigh-

“Did you write your wills?”

“Don’t worry, Captain. I’ve written it long ago. But you know, I’m not good at writing. I couldn’t write much.”

Upon hearing this, the complex look on the young man’s face faded and he spoke in a relaxed tone.

“Send the message to the control center.”

“As for us, we’ll stall for as long as we can!”

The captain in the young man’s words spoke. After speaking, he stood up, ready to leave the firepower control area.

But the next moment, his steps suddenly came to a halt. The relaxed expression on the young man’s face also froze.

“Is that… a Martial Artist?!”

In the East District, before the large subspace, a figure appeared out of nowhere!

Countless creatures not belonging to this world surged out from the subspace passage, forming a torrent.

Yet, one man stood before this torrent, blocking its path.

paused in

the middle-aged man blocking the entrance of this large

“Boom!!”

this

The power of

sky as air friction

as if a nuclear bomb

single punch

from the subspace were

Artists

who saw this mumbled to

him. Everyone who saw this scene was

the strength of

a Grandmaster? Or a Great

still no

middle-aged man didn’t stop his movements. His punching speed was impossible to catch with the

“Boom!”

sound made their eardrums

were Martial Artists and graduates from the Martial Arts Academy, but they had never imagined that a Martial Artist

senses, the

so-called large subspace, no more

man was somewhat

had thought this would be his last battle, but

“Who… is this?”

time, someone answered

answered him was his own captain, a highly talented Martial Artist. His voice was full of

Great Grandmaster of our times,

turns out to be

crossed

just stand there, clear the

everyone still standing in place,

everyone snapped back to reality and quickly started to clear the

Capital City, Strategic Center.

Cheney return, Earl Lees

herb in his hand to

it, bit a chunk off, chewed it twice,

was constantly

energy consumption is too

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