Feeling a sharp pain in the back of his head, Duan Chen slowly opened his eyes.
The warm sunlight shone on his body through the window. He sat up in confusion and looked at the antique room in front of him. "This is..."
"Tianji Continent, Earth Martial Ancestor Realm."
A piece of information flowed through Duan Chen's mind. He found it somewhat unbelievable. "I actually time-traveled..."
After a long time... He finally sorted out his thoughts, and then his eyes were shining with a faint light. "Although the task is completed, it's a kind of revenge to perish together with the enemy. There's no more regret!"
Duan Chen was the most outstanding king of the special forces in China. He had completed countless super difficult tasks. Originally, when he succeeded and retreated, he didn't expect that there would be an accident in the last task.
At that time, he successfully won the ancient Celestial Device of Celestial Empire, the "Demon-slaying Pot", but he was trapped in the encirclement because of betrayal. He, who was seriously injured, was exhausted. He knew that he could not send the "Demon-refining Pot" back to the country, so he had to stare at the villain who rushed up, pressed the button, and detonated the latest version of R4 explosives!
In the vast and intense smoke and fire, his eyes were calm, and he coldly looked at the panic-stricken villains, the traitor in the crowd, and the frightened twisted face...
...
Since he was here, he should take things as they were.
After thinking about it for a while, Duan Chen stopped thinking about it and began to study the background of this body.
"Duan Chen is the only son of the Master of the Duan Clan in Li Fire City. He is very talented and has been practicing hard since he was a child. At the age of 10, he entered the ninth level of the Martial Disciple Realm. Therefore, he was sent to the Earth Martial Ancestor Realm by his family to further study and improve."
"I haven't made any progress in the past five years, and I've never been able to awaken my fate soul. I'm facing a crisis of being expelled from the sect!"
"This brother is really miserable..." Duan Chen shook his head repeatedly and thought, "I will be the owner of this body in the future. Such a situation will never happen again!"
"Martial arts, fate soul, cultivation..." He smiled. "This world... is a bit interesting..."
Duan Chen was a strong soldier king. He was good at hiding, fighting, and other combat means. He was also proficient in Xing Yi Martial Arts and had extraordinary combat strength.
He loved to practice martial arts from the bottom of his heart. In his previous life, he stood proudly at the peak with his strong combat capability. In this life, he still wanted to pursue the legendary peak of martial arts.
With great interest, he got out of bed, stretched his hands and feet, and displayed the Three Postures of Xing Yi.
He pressed his chest and pulled his back. His palm was in the shape of a tiger's claw, and his Qi ran through his legs. His lower body was as firm as a rock. Just by standing there, he gave people a sense of stability and determination. It was like an ancient pine that had been rooted in the earth for thousands of years. Whether it was his physical body or his spirit, it was unshakable.
After that, he practiced another set of Five Elements Boxing and military boxing until he was sweating profusely.
"The foundation of this body is very good, even better than mine back then!"
Duan Chen nodded with satisfaction. With his excellent combat experience in his previous life and his strong body, his combat strength was enough to reach the peak level of his previous life.
However, he was also a little confused in his heart. "With such a solid foundation, why didn't he make a breakthrough for five years in a row and became a well-known good-for-nothing in the Earth Martial Ancestor Realm?"
Martial Arts were divided into Martial Disciples, Warriors, Masters, Innate Masters, Great Masters of Martial Arts, and Martial Saints. Each realm was divided into nine levels.
Among them, the Martial Disciple stage mainly focused on strength. When the strength reached a thousand pounds, the body would produce Genuine Qi from the inside out, from the bones and muscles, and then step into the Martial Soldier Realm.
The original owner of the body was very talented. He had reached the ninth level five years ago and had a solid foundation. After five years of hard work, his strength had already reached a thousand pounds. According to common sense, he should have broken through a long time ago.
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.
"Who is it?"
Duan Chen shouted softly and then looked over calmly.
A 13- or 14-year-old boy with a simple and honest appearance and a slightly fat body rushed into the house and quickly closed the door. He leaned against the door, looking anxious and nervous.
"Brother Chen, are you awake?"
The young man frowned tightly, and his face was covered with sweat. He rushed to Duan Chen and said, "It's good that you're awake! Let's take this opportunity to leave quickly and hide first!"
Looking through the memories in his mind, Duan Chen could easily figure out the identity of the young man in front of him.
His name was Duan Xiaoyun. He was the son of the Third Elder of the Duan family, a Rank Eight Martial Disciple. He was already fourteen years old and had yet to awaken his fate soul.
Duan Chen hadn't broken through for five years in a row, but the patriarch of the Duan family was still able to provide him with endless cultivation resources. Therefore, many of the Duan family's disciples were very dissatisfied with this matter. They usually looked down on Duan Chen's cold words.
Only Duan Xiaoyun, who had played with him since he was a child, was still concerned about Duan Chen. He was the only best friend of Duan Chen.
After understanding this, Duan Chen nodded slightly and asked, "Xiao Yun, don't worry. What happened? Why did you hide first?"
"Brother Chen, what's wrong? Don't you remember?" Duan Xiaoyun showed a stunned expression and stared at Duan Chen strangely, looking a little worried.