The Super Warrior

Clara refused the potion offered by Old Mr. Miller because she knew that in her condition it would be too late to take any potion that would not help.

“Zii, I …”

Old Mr. Miller opened his mouth, saddened and guilty.

Clara smiled, she said softly, “There is no need to say anything else, this last time I have you with me, I already have no regrets. I just can’t worry about Clara, if The Human Realm wins this battle and Clara is still alive, tell her not to be sad and to take care of herself …”

“I will. Don’t worry, The Human Realm is bound to win and Clara will be fine, I’ll have Jason take care of her.” Old Mr. Miller said.

“That’s a relief!”

Clara laughed, as if she had lost all her strength, her body only able to lean against Old Mr. Miller’s.

At this moment, Clara’s face looked extremely peaceful and calm, without any fear or dread, it seemed very open, at the end of which she spoke, “Lewis, I’m tired, I’ll close my eyes and sleep … You must be good.”

“Sleep.”

Old Mr. Miller spoke softly, holding back his emotions, but there were muddy tears in his old eyes.

This sleep will not wake up again in this life.

Clara’s eyes closed gently as well, and she leaned back against Old Mr. Miller, her face as peaceful as if she were asleep.

Yusup and Dafydd both saw it, and their hearts were so clogged they couldn’t say a word, but their old eyes were moist.

They knew in their hearts that another old friend had left.

Darcey, Emily, Demon Witch, Marcel, Zack, they were also enduring great grief, they were all grasping for time to recover their injuries, although they couldn’t do it in a short time to recover as much as they did, but they could recover as much as they could.

The heavens also have some powerful people watching Old Mr. Miller’s side, such as Flower Goddess, who retreated from her injuries, as well as some quasi-Creation realm powerhouses, Immortality pinnacle powerhouses, and so on.

But they just watched from the shadows and didn’t dare to come forward.

Just now, Old Mr. Miller had killed Mount Chaos, who was extremely famous even in the Ascension, with a single punch, which really shocked them and left them all in disbelief.

Although in their perception, that bad old man didn’t have any THE ORIGIN OF MARTIAL ARTS breath, no matter how to sense and how to judge, it was just not much different from an ordinary person, but they still didn’t dare to go forward.

Because before Old Mr. Miller broke out that punch on Mount Chaos, Old Mr. Miller looked just like an ordinary person, who would have thought that he could suddenly break out such a strong and terrifying punching intent, and blow up Mount Chaos with one punch?

If this were to rush over, in case this unassuming old man suddenly stormed up again, wouldn’t that be one punch at a time?

As a result, Old Mr. Miller currently forms a formidable deterrent.

For a short period of time, no one in The Celestial Realm dared to go on, and had to go on the offensive towards the other The Human Realm martial artists.

It also gives Darcey and others more time to recover from their injuries.

In fact, Old Mr. Miller is really just a regular guy now.

The power of faith had already erupted with all the punching intent of the punch that killed Mount Chaos just now.

The power of faith is borrowed, and since it is borrowed, it is external.

External forces cannot always be present and are not sustainable.

It’s as if after Old Mr. Miller punched through the martial arts cage, the power of faith was consumed in that punch.

So was the punch that killed Mount Chaos.

If the power of faith could be sustained, then Old Mr. Miller would have continued to strike to quell the enemies of heaven long ago, and would not have stood like this.

However, because the heavens could not understand Old Mr. Miller’s situation, they did not dare to come to fight, so Old Mr. Miller was singing the empty city plan by himself, and completely bluffed some of the heavens’ enemies who were eyeing him.

Old Mr. Miller’s move also buys Darcey and others enough time to recover from treatment.

As for Old Mr. Miller’s situation, Yusup, Dafydd and the others have seen and guessed it before, so they are all urging to let The Human Realm’s pride of nature recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

Old Mr. Miller also knew that it would not be possible to keep it hidden for long, and that it would be best to withdraw to the city when Yusup and the others had recovered a little.

There’s also little point in Yusup, Dafydd and these remaining in the fray, and of course Old Mr. Miller himself.

As for pulling the power of faith again with the intention of punching, this is something Old Mr. Miller knows in his heart that he can’t do it in a short time, he can borrow the power once or twice, but it’s impossible to borrow the power all the time.

The two times they lent their strength, they were both in special situations; the first time, when they faced the Martial Dao Cage suppression, The Human Realm martial artists’ hearts resonated; this time, when they were faced with the attack of the Divine Enemy, The Human Realm martial artists were also in the same place, and their hearts resonated with the same enemy.

Old Mr. Miller was also in that state of mind to pull the power of faith through.

No matter what, the power of faith was ultimately an external force.

Since it’s an outside force, it’s not his own, and what Old Mr. Miller wants is still truly his own.

Pulling the power of faith with his fist intent had already lifted some of the fog from the path of martial arts in front of Old Mr. Miller, and he had at least been able to see some direction and have some epiphanies and ideas.

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The battlefield was also stormy, and it entered the stage of a full-scale fight.

On Forbidden King’s side, one of his hands covered down towards Rosalie, and a confining rune evolved in his large hand, locking down the space where Rosalie was.

Rosalie’s face changed drastically as she frantically urged her own Creation Original Power to meet Forbidden King’s covering palm with all her might, while her own Attacking and Killing Soul Technique exploded with all her might, impacting Forbidden King’s Sea of Consciousness.

Forbidden King, however, was unperturbed; he had fought against that dark breath essence for many years, and his divine sense was already extremely solid, fearless of Rosalie’s Soul Technique attack.

Bang!

Forbidden King’s palm slapped down and pulled, and Rosalie screamed, coughing up blood with her mouth open as her breath weakened.

Rosalie tried to back away, but Forbidden King was forbidding space and continued to force his way through.

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Boom!

Malik had already killed over, he wrapped in endless demonic aura and a demonic god’s shadow manifested behind him as he activated his battle technique killing move and blasted his fist at Forbidden King.

Malik was trying to diffuse the crisis for Rosalie, so he was also sparing no effort in striking and exploding with his strongest blow.

Forbidden King’s gaze went cold as he evolved a defensive momentum with his left hand to ward off Malik, and more energy in his right hand erupted in a supreme strike that blasted directly at Rosalie’s body.

At that moment, the forbidden two-character text evolved by Forbidden King’s right hand didn’t enter Rosalie’s body, and then fully detonated.

With a boom and a shower of blood, Rosaliethe origin of martial arts simply shattered, and the entire person died.

Malik’s attack also breaks through Forbidden King’s defensive momentum and blasts into Forbidden King’s body, sending Forbidden King flying.

Forbidden King steadied himself and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his icy gaze fixed on Malik, the murderous intent permeating as if to say – you’ll be the next one to strike!