Nuclear Martial Myth
Stepping beyond the limits, the scenery is vast as the sky!
The northern wind rises blowing away clouds and fog revealing a clear sky stretching for millions of miles. And below the skies…lies the corpses of gods!
Legends tell the story of the first mortal to break the limits pioneering the prosperity of martial arts.
His name was Dugu!
History books later write that his eyes were like the bright moon, his flesh and blood resembled the stars, and his punches were the descent of the bright day sun. A single breath from him could create a forbidden zone filled with radiation.
Sages of later generations tried to recreate the charm of the martial myth through a painting.
In it, a giant stands between heaven and earth, his muscles knotted like steel wires. His bronze skin was littered with scars and hot red-gold blood dripped onto the world boiling the rivers and lakes. The steam escaping from his body coiled around him like vengeful dragons.
The giant opened his mouth and angrily roared at the kingdoms of gods in the sky and threw a shocking punch.
The world was torn apart.
Continents shattered, stars burst, and the sky cracked. The aloof immortals in the sky wailed and were shredded to pieces with no dregs left.
During his era, no gods or demons dared to violate the sovereignty of the little creatures below the sky.
Each one obediently descended, followed the law, and paid their taxes.
The majesty of the human alliance could not be violated!
The man hailed as a martial myth! The limit breaker Dugu! With his supreme insight, millions of martial arts are superimposed on his body. With a physical body so powerful the gods, demons, and succubuses dare not approach.
He seemed…no longer human!
But that was a tale for the future.
Among the banks of the eternal river of time, the pages of a book quietly lie. A mysterious figure approached, his upper body obscured by the gentle force of destiny.
With a tender smile, the figure picked up the book and turned the pages…bringing the eager audience watching to the very beginning.
To a story a long long time ago. During a time where the martial myth was still a young boy.
A time where Dugu was a just little liar whose reputation far exceeded his abilities.
A time when the poor helpless reincarnator realized that all travelers were nothing without cheats, a system, or plot armor.
(please dont attempt to practice the martial arts technique listed in this work. the author IS NOT responsible for any injuries!!)
arthuronuranus · Fantasy
