Earth, 2078.

At noon, the sun is shining brightly.

The earth seemed to be about to be scorched, and the entire Chuzhou City was filled with heat.

With the continuous destruction of the earth's ozone layer and environment by humans, the earth's temperature is getting higher and higher. Now it is December, but it is still extremely hot.

In the practice hall of Chihongwu Hall in Chuzhou City, a 17 or 18-year-old boy with long hair was practicing his palms over and over again. His palms were powerful, and each palm brought a strong wind.

The boy's skin was bronze, his figure was not tall, and he looked 1.75 meters tall, with sword eyebrows, starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary, thin, and his naked upper body was full of strong muscles. As the boy continued to practice his palms, a faint red air flowed above his body.

Just as the boy was practicing his palms over and over again, tiredly, a voice sounded: "Yes, Fang Hong, your Xuanyang Technique has finally entered the fifth level."

A middle-aged man with a national face and about forties walked in.

When the young man saw the middle-aged man coming in, he stopped practicing his palms and smiled and said, "Master, you are here."

The middle-aged man is the owner of the Chihongwu Pavilion, namely Fang Hong's master Yan Chihong.

Fang Hong came to Yan Chihong, scratched his head, feeling quite embarrassed: "I just broke through last night."

Yan Chihong looked at Fang Hong with a look of relief: "If Master had accepted you as his disciple a few years ago, you might have been a high-level warrior now!"

He only accepted Fang Hong as his disciple two years ago. In two years, Fang Hong practiced Xuanyang Gong to the fifth level. Even at this speed of cultivation, he couldn't help but be amazed.

The Xuanyang Mastery enters the fifth level, which means that Fang Hong is already a fifth-level warrior!

Seventeen years old, the fifth-class warrior is still the best even in the younger generation of Chuzhou.

"Have you tested your fist strength?" Yan Chihong asked Fang Hong.

"Before, I came to the martial arts hall in the morning and practiced the Prajna Vajra Palm." Fang Hong said.

"Let's go, let's go over and test your fist strength." Yan Chihong said, and then took Fang Hong to the strength tester.

Fang Hong stood still, ran the fifth level of Xuanyang Gong, and suddenly punched the tester.

Bang!

The tester made a trembling sound.

The value continued to soar, and it instantly broke through 500 and stopped at 510.

"510 pounds! Not bad. Just after breaking through the fifth stage of warrior, his fist strength was 510 pounds!" Yan Chihong smiled, then touched his chin and a short beard. This was his habitual sign of movement.

"510 pounds! Xiao Honghong, it's not bad, you're almost catching up with your sister and me." At this time, a girl who was smiling sweetly from the age of fifteen to sixteen walked in from outside.

The girl was wearing a long braid with her waist-length braid, her skin was as beautiful as cream, and she looked very beautiful, especially her eyes, which were very charming.

The girl came to Fang Hong, patted Fang Hong's shoulder, and joked: "From now on, I will rely on you to protect you."

Fang Hong smiled bitterly: "Senior sister, you don't need me to protect you."

The girl is the daughter of his master Yan Chihong, named Yan Wan'er, who is two years younger than him. However, because he became a disciple late, he called the girl the senior sister.

Yan Chihong smiled and said, "Okay, don't joke about Fang Hong, but Fang Hong came here to practice early, unlike you, a lazy person, who came here after the sun was shining to his toes. You don't even look at what time it's already noon."

Yan Wan'er came to Yan Chihong and said, "Today is a rare Sunday, Dad, please take me to Lushan."

When Yan Chihong heard this, his face darkened: "Nothing! Isn't you a sixth-class warrior who can go there at will!"

Lushan was once a famous scenic mountain, but since decades ago, the global mutation, the major mountains and oceans around the world have become places where many monsters reproduce.

Decades ago, the nameless virus appeared and spread the world with amazing contagiousness. Both humans and animals around the world were infected with this nameless virus. After being infected with this nameless virus, a large number of animals died, and the surviving animals mutated their bodies and possessed various abilities.

Become a monster now.

And humans have also decreased dramatically.

There are less than 3 billion people surviving around the world.

Almost everyone of the surviving humans began to practice martial arts in order to fight against the invading ferocious beasts.

However, although everyone practices martial arts, it depends on talent to practice martial arts. Very few people can cultivate internal strength. If they cannot cultivate internal strength, even if they practice hard for a lifetime, they can only become a third-level warrior at the highest.

Yan Wan'er was scolded by Yan Chihong, and Qiqi said, "It was what you said last time. When I become a sixth-class warrior, I will take me there."

When Yan Chihong heard this, his tone softened and said, "Okay, wait until you become a seventh-class warrior, Dad promises to take you there."

Yan Wan'er pouted, with a clear look of disbelief.

Yan Chihong was helpless and then instructed his daughter Yan Wan'er and Fang Hong to practice.

The Prajna Vajra Palm that Fang Hong practiced was extremely fierce, while Yan Wan'er practiced the Xiaoyao Palm technique, which was elegant and light.

While Fang Hong and Yan Wan'er were practicing, the sound of martial arts practice came from the hall outside the martial arts hall.

Yan Chihong's martial arts school opened to teach apprentices and accepted more than 100 apprentices. These apprentices who entered the martial arts school were usually taught by the coaches of the Chi Hongwu Pavilion.

Fang Hong practiced until late at night. When the moon rose, Fang Shi left the martial arts hall and went home.

He did not sleep in the martial arts hall, he had his own home.

After coming out of the martial arts hall, the streets were cold and the street lights were a little dim. There were many martial arts halls around the streets. After practicing martial arts around the world, martial arts halls sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. In Chuzhou alone, there are four or five hundred martial arts halls of all sizes.

Although it was already late at night, the heat waves were still swelling, and the earth was so hot that it was like a steamer.

Fang Hong walked towards the north of the city.

His family lives in the north of the city, which is quite far from the martial arts hall. With his feet, it takes half an hour to get home.

Just as he walked near his home, suddenly, a fight came from a distance.

"You give me another month, and I promise to pay back the money!" A quick and familiar voice came, and Fang Hong frowned when he heard the sound.

He had an older brother named Fang Wei, who was four years older than him. After graduating from high school, he studied and followed the gangsters in the neighborhood to steal things. He often gambled and caused trouble, and fighting was common.

This month, is it the fifth or sixth time?

"Please guarantee? What are you using to guarantee?" someone sneered.

At this time, a tall figure stumbled towards him. It was his brother Fang Wei. Behind him, six or seven people were chasing him, all with knives. His brother Fang Wei had colored, and his clothes had bleeding, and he was obviously injured by several people.

Fang Hong's face changed. Although he was tired of his brother, it was the same thing. Naturally, he didn't want his brother to have something to do. He didn't think too much and rushed up quickly. Seeing someone swaying his knife to slash Fang Wei, he couldn't help but hit him with a Prajna Vajra Palm.

Suddenly, the Vajra palm force slashed a wave of air.

Bang!

The other party was shocked and retreated repeatedly, stumbled onto the building behind.

Everyone was stunned.

When Fang Wei saw that it was Fang Hong, he was overjoyed: "Fang Hong!" and then rushed to Fang Hong.

Fang Hong stared at the six people opposite, frowned, looking at the other party's outfit, he was from the Black Tiger Casino? The Black Tiger Casino is extremely powerful in Chuzhou, and takes both black and white, which can be said to be a one-handed way to cover the sky.

At this time, a tall and thin middle-aged man with a black robe walked out from the opposite side, and the other person was filled with a chill all over his body.

Fang Hong felt a stern, a high-level warrior?
Chapter completed!