Martial arts have their limits, and this is a fact recognized by the martial arts community.

When a martial artist reaches the seventh level, it is considered as the great perfection of martial arts. The essence, energy and spirit are integrated into one. The Dan Qi is condensed into substance and can be released and controlled freely. He has the power close to that of a Void Realm Force user.

But it's just close. Even a Force user who has just entered the Void Realm is not comparable to a seventh-level martial artist.

The bottleneck in the martial arts realm has persisted in this world for over two hundred years. After level seven, the path to martial arts ends. Regardless of what happens behind the scenes, at least publicly, no martial artist has ever been able to break through the bottleneck of level seven and reach the theoretical level of level eight.

Martial arts is a dead end.

Those who value the Force and respect their bloodline are the true darlings of this world.

Wendy thought so.

But this concept was not formed at the beginning.

From the moment Wendy was born, his future was predetermined. He possessed no bloodline, not even the qualifications to awaken. For a family steeped in martial arts, the hope of a bloodline mutant was a deep-seated desire.

Therefore, it is difficult for Wendy to forget the disappointed looks from her parents and relatives more than once when she was a child.

From that time on, he made up his mind that even if the future of martial arts was blocked, he must find a way out.

He doesn't believe in evil!

Those who do not believe in martial arts that are cultivated through hard work cannot compare to those who rely on the power of the Force that is determined by nature.

But over the past thirty or forty years, with all the bumps and bruises along the way, the once strong will has gradually lost to time and reality.

Everything Wendy saw, heard, touched, and experienced personally were, without exception, those high and mighty Force users who were far beyond the reach of martial artists.

Even those martial arts geniuses who reached level seven in their twenties basically all pursued the Force in the end, and all the energy they had cultivated was wasted.

Martial arts is like a transit station, and The Force Awakens is the transfer station. It seems that only those who do not have blood will stay in this transit station and waste their time like abandoned garbage.

"This kind of Dan Qi, this kind of Dan Qi..." Wendy raised his head and looked at the black and red Dan Qi covering his head. His pupils shrank and he muttered to himself, "It has already surpassed the scope of level seven."

As a peak-level sixth-level martial artist, he had fought against seventh-level martial artists before. As a veteran martial artist, he was all too familiar with this kind of undisguised Dan Qi.

However, no martial artist of level 7 can achieve the level of Dan Qi that can change the environment, except for those at level 8 and 9 in theory.

This amount alone is far beyond imagination.

Seeing the dark red aura all around him, Lin Shouzhi's expression fell into confusion, but fortunately his basic qualities were still there. He reacted immediately without any hesitation. He let out a sharp scream and launched a sneak attack on Xu Xianxian.

He was not a fool. When he saw that the opponent's Dan Qi was not the white color on the ring, but the dark red color full of blood, he immediately realized that he was careless.

How could this girl who looked like an elementary school student hide such a sound?

His nails were extremely smooth, reflecting a slight fluorescent luster in the dim light. They drew a graceful arc, and the resulting gas explosion sound was as deafening as a lion's roar.

The Lion Claw Sect's secret technique was tearing, and with the added power of Dan Qi, Lin Shouzhi's grip was enough to tear through a metal plate of average thickness. It was even easier to tear through a person, taking away large pieces of flesh and blood.

Xu Xianxian stood there motionless, her scarlet pupils shining like two red dots in the night.

Bang——

But only a low collision sound was heard, and Lin Shouzhi, who had pounced forward, let out a muffled groan, then flew backwards at a faster speed and fell back to his original place.

Xu Xianxian's figure had disappeared, and no one could even see how she made the move or how she disappeared.

Next to Lin Shouzhi, a giant black and red rabbit stretched out its paw and stepped on Lin Shouzhi's face, making his struggle come to nothing. Her distorted voice was now filled with unimaginable coldness: "Don't you want to know why I dare to come out alone? It's because of you..."

“Too weak!”

Black smoke rose up behind her, and a splash of blood splashed out from under the rabbit's feet, but not a drop fell to the ground. It was all absorbed by the black and red Dan Qi, adding a touch of blood red to it.

The current leader of the Lion Claw Sect, a battle-hardened sixth-level martial artist, was crushed to pieces by Xu Xianxian before he could even withstand a single blow. He was deader than dead.

At the moment before Lin Shouzhi's death, he fully experienced what it meant to have raging demonic flames.

Wendy reacted at this time. Seeing this lightning-fast scene and looking at Lin Shouzhi's miserable condition, he did not have the slightest fear of death. He just laughed out loud; "Ha...Ahahaha..."

Xu Xianxian, transformed into a black rabbit, took two steps and stood in front of Wendy, covering her like a huge black shadow. She didn't rush to take action, but asked with some confusion, "What are you laughing at...?"

The people she had met were really weird, all kinds of weirdos, and she had met more than one person who laughed out loud before dying.

I'm just a little confused as to why the other person is so happy.

"...Haha...I finally see it. There are people in this world who can break through bottlenecks. Martial arts... Martial arts are not without a path..." Wendi, as the deputy leader of the Fengtui Sect, bears unimaginable oppression. He raised his head, looked at the unimaginable Dan Qi, and said in an ethereal voice: "Father...do you see? My path...our path, there is nothing wrong..."

Then he looked at the black rabbit that Xu Xianxian had transformed into. Instead of looking at a mortal enemy with hatred and anger, he looked at her with an indescribable enthusiasm: "You...are you level eight...or level nine...or even higher?"

"Level nine."

Looking at the other person's condition, Xu Xianxian frowned and then said.

"Nine...Nineth level..." Wendy muttered to himself, his smile a little crazy: "Those bloodline people are indeed not the only ones in this world."

After he finished saying this, a muffled sound came from his body, his neck tilted, and he lost all breath in an instant.

He actually triggered the Dan Qi to explode and committed suicide in front of Xu Xianxian!

Not even an act of resistance.

“…”

Xu Xianxian looked at the collapsed body in front of her and fell into silence for some reason. Her scarlet pupils revealed a thoughtful expression.

If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening...

Just how depressing are the lives of martial artists in this world?!

But after a moment's reflection, she began to understand. Force users had been so high and mighty, dominating the martial arts for over two hundred years. These unrelated martial artists, without a bloodline, had their futures blocked from the moment they began practicing martial arts.

"It seems I'm still a hope in the martial arts field!" Xu Xianxian laughed, then looked away, "Have you seen enough of the show?"