Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The sky is cracked.

The time is about last night until dark.

There are no stars in the world of boxing gods. Every night, people always rest early and cultivate sharp, in case of the next morning, and then rise up with Asahi and Dongsheng, build bones and hammer martial arts.

So, the people of Chi Jin Town didn't see how the heavens actually split apart.

They only slept until they were drowsy and suddenly heard a thunderbolt coming from their ears.

No, it's not precise because there are no stars or lightning bolts in the world of boxing gods.

Rather than thunderbolt, it's like Glenn, the strongest fighter in town in the past, pounding a punch on the steel cast brain of the Iron Horn Demon Bear, blowing the beast's brain alive.

It was also like “Glenn," who had already died, punched all the townspeople in the head, cracked their heads open and jumped out of bed.

The townsfolk kicked the door open and ran out to see it amid noisy arguments and stinging screams.

You can see a white, tragic and alarming crack on the dome like the bottom of a pot.

At least tens of miles long and miles wide, roughly estimated by eyesight, it's like a weird big bug, spreading teeth and claws in the sky.

The crack leads straight out of the sky, but there is nothing out of the sky. There is only one spot that can stab a blind person in the bright white. Staring at this bright white spot for a long time, like staring at the sun for a long time, it will leave a clear mark on the eyeball, and it will not wear off for a long time.

Red Gold Town, no, the whole boxing god world, no one has ever seen lightning.

Otherwise, they would have thought that it was like a lightning bolt that was supposed to spin away forever and solidify on the dome.

Now, one can only imagine a ruptured dome as a large, burning pot, filled with unspeakable fear of the white light beyond the crack.

At one time, people were panicked and rumours broke out.

Though this is not the first time people in Chikin have heard of the "Sky Rift”.

Six months ago, the merchants who had broken into the north from the south brought lots of real, fake and strange news from the dense water network, the jungle, the air and the misty south.

In many parts of the south, the sky is said to have split.

One of the scariest cracks, running thousands of miles across the dome, dozens of towns, even the densely populated, mighty towns, could do nothing but watch the cracks hang high above the dome.

It is said that this is all because of the wind and the demons.

Precisely because of the many places in the South, determined to test their lives, tricked the slippers into stealing, no longer honestly drilled into the power of fists and flesh, but rather speculated, worshipped what “mechanical demons” and “steam demons”, fell into the evil way and provoked the anger of the boxing gods.

It is only after sheltering the world's centuries-old boxing gods that the revelation will be lowered. It is hoped that the followers of "Mechanical Demon” and “Steam Demon” will be able to return in error, to cultivate the flesh and flesh, and to cultivate their fists to an unmatched path.

It's just a small warning.

If the followers of "Mechanical Demon” and “Steam Demon” are no longer conscious, the horrific cracks will be transferred from the sky to their weak bodies and tiny souls.

At first, the people of Redgold didn't believe in these false rumours, and they always thought it was too exaggerated -- how could the sky split? What kind of beast is that, like a "fiery vulture," rushing past, residual air waves, because the scene is too horrible to be blackmailed with oil and vinegar?

Until now, the townspeople had seen the sky split above their heads, and that stinging crack was like a bear-burning claw that would probe down and take their souls away at any moment.

They just... don't believe it!

Fist God, Heaven and Earth Conscience!

No one is more devout than the townspeople of Chi Jin Town, for the Fist God, for the Fist Temple, for the Iron Fist Way!

Those savages in the south, who were only conquered by the Iron Fist Army thousands of years ago, were born lazy, indoctrinated, and liked speculative coincidences. They were also very difficult to tame. The temple ruled in the south. It was not surprising that it had always been less stable, and would be emptied by the "mechanical demon” and “steamer demon", gradually becoming the climate.

Humph, even if these jumping clowns can succeed in the momentary wind, as long as the Temple of Fist calls, if we organize another Iron Fist army to go to the South, as soon as the Custodian Army arrives, these glamorous, instant gray smoke extinguishes, what “mechanical power” and “steam power” can only be used to beg for forgiveness!

But what is this place?

This is Red Gold Town, the heart of the Temple of Fist, a place where the Fist God himself lived 10,000 years ago!

To this day, the town of Red Gold remains a miracle of the past.

It's a giant ore 10 meters square with a big fist print in the center of the stone.

Instead of smashing the ore, this punch is an area in the middle of the ore that creates a high temperature and high pressure, the red gold ingredients hidden in the ore are pressed out, so that this punch print emits a brilliant red metal glow, every 10,000 years, it is still very clear!

It is said that this is exactly what boxing gods practiced 10,000 years ago.

Chijin Town was named for it, and all towns hundreds of miles away knew that Chijin Town had been blessed by the boxing gods!

The northern folk style is simple, it is about hard work, very little southern speculation coincidentally wrongful wind, and there are not many evildoers who believe in “mechanical demons” and “steam demons”.

Chijin Town is a famous cultivation sanctuary for hundreds of miles. There are more than a dozen boxing schools in a small town. There is also a huge Iron Fist School, which specializes in children and teenagers between the ages of three and sixteen. There is even a historical, deep temple of fisting. There have been many fisting rivers, powerful boxers, ancient and powerful ones from thousands of years ago. And regardless of whether they say "Glenn” 20 years ago, they cultivated the realm of "Deep Sea Fist". Fist attacks, fists are fierce, fists are impervious, fists are impervious, and the sea water can be bombarded continuously, making the sea hard to live, walking directly from shore to the sea for hundreds of meters before walking back. The sea is reunited, the clothes are not wet, and the realm of terror is utmost!

Therefore, within hundreds of miles of the circle, even towns of any size, like to send their own children to the town of Qingjin, to undergo the harshest boxing practice, dream that one day, their own children will be able to practice boxing, be summoned by the boxing gods, break the void, and fly up in the daytime.

The townspeople of Qijin Town were proud to be the bearers of the boxing gods, and vowed to die believing in the Iron Fist Path.

Everyday life, practice, combat, not to mention “mechanical force” and “steam force” are absolutely forbidden, not even some simple tools that are barely allowed in Iron Fist Road - such as firewood knives, kitchen knives, axes and even embroidered needles - can be used as much as possible.

Even the women in town, sewing their clothes, putting their soles on shoes, using needle threads, hiding in their homes, closing their doors, using them secretly —— because embroidered needles are tools that go against the iron fist of "all power to themselves," and falling into the evil path of "steam, machinery," leaving only a thin layer of window paper.

Even if adults can hold onto it and be seen by children, causing their suspicion and curiosity is not a good thing at all.

The atmosphere of Chigin Town is so corrupt.

But how could the sky break apart in such an upbeat, devout town?

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Enough rest, let's go!

This is the story of Lu Qingdu, who escaped the lightning giant planet, and the champion of the Pangu Universe, who loved each other and killed each other. Of course, they may not necessarily be the main characters, or the guy in the old bull's story who is nominally the main characters, but it doesn't seem like there are any main characters.

Perhaps there's a special performance of the lovely Virgin Teresa. Oh, stay tuned, folks, it shouldn't be as long as the Hunter Herald, uh, it should be...