Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams

Buzz!

A blurry image emerges, shrouded in a layer of white mist.

A wide river runs across the edge of the city, with countless people in ancient robes or casual clothing, coming and going on both sides of the ancient town by the river.

There is a blue Flying Dragon, solid and true, suppressing with great momentum.

Yet, on the broad river, a black-clad figure strides on the water, the Red Tiger following close, using iron fists to shatter the Flying Dragon, overturning the so-called great momentum.

"This is...."

Chen Feng's eyes narrow, soon seeing other points of light in his mind scatter continuously.

A golden-armored figure from Yun Gang, unstoppable, charges into a one-hundred-meter-high building under the Heavenly Eye's watch, destroying a helicopter, and beheading the son of the Vice Chairman with a single sword.

Even though surrounded layer upon layer, he still leaves alone peacefully.

Later, at the battle of Xiang Mountain, not yet in the Extreme Realm, various Martial Arts Sects were present. He repelled a Holy Sect Elder with one punch and killed the Fake Extreme Realm Great Protector of the Divine Martial Alliance with two fists, establishing stability for Southern Martial Arts.

In the subsequent journey to Suluo, he overpowered a country, even as the Black Tide came, he did not retreat an inch, going upstream, standing in front of thousands of people.

Killing the modified, destroying Mechanical Martial Arts.

The name of someone Beyond Master is nurtured into his being, and with a strength suspected to be in the Extreme Realm, he smashed approaching enemies.

Each past experience turned into an imprint, leaving a strong trace like a legend.

Every survivor remembers and sings the two-word name related to it.

Even more, Perception Amplification looks toward other more blurred points of light.

It is as though there is a world barrier, blocking everything like a chasm.

Yet, Chen Feng still sees the blurred scenes he left in the Snake Spirit and the Realm of the Dead.

Destroy tribes, assist the Holy City.

Kill Dukes, battle Saints.

Each onlooker is continuously amazed, and related legends are unforgettable.

In a daze, Chen Feng can feel a faint, ephemeral connection between himself and the real world.

It is as if he has already been remembered by the entire world, not easily forgotten.

"So... this is the legend?"

Coming back to his senses, Chen Feng contemplates carefully.

Not blind speculation, but deduction based on residual memory scenes accepted in the Qinggang City Dream Realm.

Transcendence requires enough legend to leave a strong imprint, transforming into a world imprint.

Based on this, the Resonating World would not easily misplace him, nor would he be assimilated into the world, turning into dust.

"Legends often reach the limits of the human body, and only those who try to take this step can sense something."

"But now I... have advanced so much ahead?"

Chen Feng notices something amiss; his situation clearly has some discrepancies with the Martial Arts records of Qinggang City.

But soon, thinking of the changes before sensing the legend, he is relieved.

"Because of Perception upgrade."

"It's not just Perception of external objects, but there is also an initial, vague sensing of intangible legendary traces, of world imprints."

Pondering, Chen Feng roughly clarifies the relationship.

Immediately, he no longer delves into this point, carefully feeling the legends he left in the past.

The scenes on Earth Star are the most profound, and it's because of these that he forms a faint connection with the real world.

As for the Snake Spirit Secret Realm and the Realm of the Dead, they are much more obscure, but thanks to the commotion he caused, there is still some sensing.

"Under normal circumstances, legends require a lot of time and accumulation before initially transforming and producing imprints."

"While I, with the help of dreams, took a shortcut."

Chen Feng once again feels the difference between himself and ordinary people.

The Dream Realm's time flow is not the same as Earth Star's, making it the best method to save time for him.

"However, it's still not enough."

"I've only had initial sensing, I still need to continue accumulating."

"Moreover, the Dream Realm is not Earth Star; there exists a certain world barrier, and relying solely on dream power is not feasible."

Concentrating further, Chen Feng roughly grasps the key.

Legend is the foundation of the Resonating World, the stronger it is, the more solid the imprint.

The Dream Realm can shorten time and increase the number of legends, but the path of reality must not be ignored because of this.

Otherwise, it might cause his legend imprint in reality to become hollow and unsupportive of Transcendence resonance.

Suddenly, the thoughts become clear.

Chen Feng realizes that advancing reality and dream concurrently is his most correct path.

Not delaying any further, suppressing unnecessary speculation in this regard.

He then concentrates his mind, looking at the panel before him.

[Extreme Martial: 3]

[Breakthrough: 21]

Gains from the Qinggang City Dream Realm last night, now his Sunset has achieved Great Success, and without achieving Transcendence, he cannot pursue the next layer.

As for the Golden Day Skill, his Golden Body Secrets are incomplete, and decomposing Extreme Martial for additional points is too wasteful.

His gaze shifts downward, pausing on the Heavenly Gang Dominator Body section.

[Heavenly Gang Dominator Body: Heroic Arm (1%) +]

"Enhance!"

Buzz!

In an instant, all Extreme Martial and Breakthrough is consumed.

The martial arts insights left by the Extreme Martial Light Group flood in, and the progress of the Heavenly Gang Dominator Body finally rises.

....

"Yang, what do you think the Lion King is really after?"

In Niduo Country, within a city.

Concrete buildings line up like scales, though it's clearly daytime, yet there's surprisingly little sunlight around.

"We were previously blocked and wanted, and now the lockdown order has been lifted."

"And the World Fighting Championship, it's actually held in the Royal Capital...."

The short-haired woman in a leather jacket started to speak, appearing to be thirty-four or thirty-five, with brown eyes and wheat-colored skin.

She held a black knapsack in her hand while people bustled around the street; Yang Wudi, standing beside her in a brown trench coat, didn't answer but looked up at the cement building across the street.

Sinister ghost faces and the patterns of green-faced tusks were carved or graffiti-sprayed on the cement walls. Neon signs in the alleys of the neighborhood flickered red and green, with holographic screens converging like fog in mid-air.

One after another, figures with dark yellow skin traversed the street, bumping along the pitted cement ground, with air conditioners dripping in some places.

Yet, just such a scene.

If you look up, clusters of ancient-style red pavilions spread out like a brand-new city built above the cement buildings.

Occasionally, a flying car would break through the neon and virtual projections, and the crowds on the street below would stop and marvel, their envy ceaseless.

"The World Fighting Tournament has always been hosted behind the scenes by the Star Palace."

"Since the Lion King is one of the Twelve Main Positions, holding it in the Nido Royal Capital is not surprising."

Speaking calmly, a cigarette appeared in Yang Wudi's mouth at some point.

The ember burned as the smoke floated upwards.

"Also..."

The short-haired woman with brown eyes had a dashing demeanor and pondered upon hearing this: "It's good that the two of us aren't causing trouble, his continued blockade is pointless."

"But, I'm a bit curious, Yang, do you think Liu will come?"

"Don't know."

Shaking his head, Yang Wudi withdrew his gaze from afar.

A few tattooed thugs on the other side of the street exchanged glances and then nodded secretly, approaching with sticks in hand.

The short-haired woman seemed not to notice as she pondered, then asked again.

"And the person you mentioned, his name is Chen, right?"

"He should be close to reaching the Extreme Realm, right?"

"Perhaps he's already there."

His eyes flashed slightly as Yang Wudi took a puff of his cigarette and exhaled the smoke, saying, "But I can't quite see through him. The young ones these days, the rising stars..."

Amidst their conversation, the group of tattooed thugs had already approached.

One of them, with a fierce face, was just about to threaten.

But in the next second.

Click.

Amidst the sound of a bullet being loaded, the short-haired woman, as if performing a trick, was holding a Desert Eagle pointed at his chin.

"Lead the way."

.....

[Heavenly Gang Dominator Body: Heroic Arm (29%)]

Inside the Martial Arts Hall, the panel progress stopped, and Chen Feng withdrew his gaze.

Without much delay, he put on a black trench coat and stepped out of the Quiet Room.

As he pushed open the door, he saw Cao Tong dressed in a loose black sweatshirt waiting at the door.

"Brother Chen, the car has been arranged."

"Mm, let's go."

Nodding, Chen Feng stepped down from the second floor, passing through the hall, heading straight for the Martial Arts Hall's entrance.

Everyone he encountered along the way, whether disciples or students, would stop and respectfully address him. The title 'Senior Brother' resounded almost throughout, until he walked out of the hall to the smooth grey stone plaza.

A black sedan was parked by the street, with a driver in a suit sitting inside.

"The temporary lab of Yaoxing Academy is located near the outskirts, it seems they've borrowed part of the military's grounds."

"We should reach there in thirty minutes."

Cao Tong said as he walked, then opened the car door.

Chen Feng nodded and got into the back seat; today he needed to complete an experimental deal with Yaoxing Academy.

Aside from the reward of two Advanced Life Potions, Fang Moyuan also mentioned cooperative research topics with the Flame Tiger Sect and a special grant of ten million-level research funds, which required his help to complete the research project.

Concerning his strength, despite some depletion in the Dream Realm and some mental trauma yet to fully heal, his means of eruption and demonstration of strength beyond a Grandmaster was already sufficient.

Buzz!!

Immediately, the engine started, and the black car drove into the main street, blending into the stream of traffic.

Tall buildings retreated on both sides, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians.

Raising his eyes slightly, Chen Feng saw a new skyscraper.

[Blue Dome Group]

"Another super giant enterprise...."

The four-character iron sign suspended at the top of the building, Chen Feng secretly sensed that Nanjiang's trend to become a Central City was unstoppable.

And the City Association, because of Xu Heng's death, left a vacancy.

Yesterday, while chatting with Chu Shihong, he learned that a super giant enterprise had reached out to him, wanting a position through negotiation.

Though it was ultimately declined, it was heard that they found other council members in private.

The implication couldn't be more obvious, and it vaguely felt a bit pressing to Chen Feng.

"Central City, Secret Realm..."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the black vehicle continued to weave through the bustling streets, gradually reaching the former outskirts.

Although the number of high-rise buildings decreased, many factories appeared, replacing the once deserted land.

Besides that, a huge gray and black high wall appeared in the distance.

Towering over a hundred meters high, even in its construction phase, it exuded a sense of magnificence.

Nearby, numerous steel shelters had been built, serving as temporary branches for various major corporations. They were stationed by many construction workers participating in the high wall project.

Outside each station, several residential buildings were being developed, with restaurants and supermarkets popping up and vendors with pushcarts coming and going.

Amidst the crowd, there was a military camp erected near the constructed high walls.

Green iron nets separated inside from outside, surrounded by many green trees, the place was dotted with steel houses and simple tents set up on the flat terrain.

The words "Military Zone" were especially prominent, with armed soldiers stationed at the gate post.

Yet, the military gate, which should have been silent and solemn, had seven or eight figures standing in line, seemingly on standby, waiting for some important person.

Upon seeing this, people from the large corporation across and workers who just finished dining from nearby restaurants were curious and puzzled, engaging in ceaseless chatter.

Eventually, a black sedan could be seen slowly driving up.