"Shen Yun" is only eighty-two years old this year. He became a general at a young age, and it is said that his superpower has reached level ten. His physique may be even higher. He directly cut the fastest record in half.
Let's not even talk about his promising future; he's clearly a shoo-in for the next marshal.
Such a person, unfortunately, does not have a wife, and unfortunately, he is always on the front lines and has no relatives in the capital planet. They can't even find an opportunity to build relationships with him.
After much anticipation, everyone was eager to see him return to the capital planet. They brought their beautiful daughters, granddaughters, and sisters to him, and in their conversations, they would frequently mention the admiration their female relatives had for him. It was as clear as day that everyone knew what they were really up to.
001 tugged at the tuft of hair on her head, and said with a touch of emotion, "Little Xiu Xiu, it seems like this is the first time you've encountered this situation."
In the first world, you become a father unexpectedly. Even if he's a handsome older man, anyone with a shred of decency wouldn't introduce their daughter to him.
In the second world, he either goes into seclusion or roams around. Once the mission is completed, he leaves immediately. He avoids even contact with the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, since it was the original owner's official partner.
In the beginning, everyone in the third world was risking their lives, so who had time to act as a matchmaker for him? Later, when things became peaceful, no one dared to act as a matchmaker for him anymore.
He's always been handsome and accomplished, but he's never been a hot commodity.
Emperor Xiu had no intention of marrying and having children, and the original owner of this body did not ask him to help carry on the family line. But no matter how he tried to refuse, these people wouldn't give up. Some enthusiastic girls even wanted to invite him to dance, so he simply hid in the garden.
After leaving the banquet hall and passing through the flower wall, you will see a circular fountain with a diameter of about ten meters and a height of five meters. The stone material is fluorescent, and a jade-like angel sits on the top level with his hands outstretched. Water sprays up from the fountain and falls down.
Its eyelids were lowered, a halo was above its head, and its body was surrounded by shimmering feathers, with cute little angels fluttering around it, making it appear incredibly holy.
I don't know if the legend hasn't been lost, or if the legend has been reincarnated.
Ling Qiushui and Mark were flirting by the fountain, and they were the only ones left there.
The eldest prince was ordered to be imprisoned by the king, and the onlookers dispersed and returned to the dance floor to dance.
The only thing that concerned Di Xiu was that Marshal Wood Black was also hiding here for peace and quiet.
As Di Xiu swept his divine sense past the couple, Ling Qiushui, who had been talking the whole time, fell silent for a moment. She only spoke again after he passed by, whispering, "Mark, I heard that General Shen's superpower and physique are already at level ten. That's really impressive. But you're not bad either. You're only 33 years old and your superpower is already at level eight. With your talent, you might break the record again within fifty years."
Perhaps due to his past experiences, Mark was rather taciturn. After a moment of silence, he replied, "It's very difficult to break through to level ten of superpowers. My goal is to do it before I turn two hundred."
"People should have ideals."
"This seems to be called a dream."
"Why are you like this? How about we have a competition to see who breaks through faster?"
Di Xiu had no intention of running into the Marshal by chance, nor did he have anything to say. He needed a place to think quietly, so he chose to turn left at the fork in the road. But after taking only a few steps, he stopped in his tracks as Wood had already circled around to his side and blocked his way.
Emperor Shi gave a military salute: "Greetings, Marshal Wood."
Wood's official age is 321. Judging from his appearance alone, he is a tall and imposing middle-aged man, and by today's average lifespan, he is indeed considered middle-aged.
With bronze skin, resolute features, and an aura of righteousness, he has a noticeable crease between his brows. At first glance, he inspires both a sense of security and awe.
He was nearly two meters tall, a head taller than Di Xiu, and his presence was very intimidating. His voice was also deep and loud, like a bell.
"Shall we find a place to talk?"
Di Xiu remained noncommittal, and followed him deeper into the garden, where they found a round table and sat down opposite each other.
Wood stared intently at him and cut to the chase: "General Shen Yun, do you cultivate both mental and physical strength?"
"yes."
Why do you practice dual cultivation?
"Every evolution has its reason for existence."
Wood tried to discern the truth in his words, but when he looked into his eyes, he only saw two pools of clear green. That clarity was not mere naivety, but rather an indifference to everything, a arrogance that reached its extreme, a solitude that reached its extreme, and a restraint that reached its extreme.
It looks like frozen lake water.
Upon reaching level thirteen, his mental power would unconsciously overflow, and few people could withstand his gaze. The young man in front of him was one of them, but he couldn't gauge his strength.
Once he breaks through the level ten barrier of superpowers, he will be willing to step down and give way to a more capable person. However, he is worried that this choice may bring disaster to the empire, because this young man seems to care about the empire at all.
Wood had actually noticed this young man named Shen Yun quite some time ago. He was a subordinate of the eldest prince, but left him when the second prince got into trouble and the eldest prince seemed to be gaining power. This was a very correct choice. With his strength, he shouldn't have been held back by these struggles, and the eldest prince was definitely not someone worth serving.
Then, on the icy planet, he heard that there was a soldier whose strength was comparable to a humanoid self-propelled M568 energy cannon, so he paid special attention to him. After all, even he himself, with his level thirteen ability and level ten physique, could not do that.
Human beings are ultimately constrained by this ordinary body; their limits are too low.
Upon discovering it was Shen Yun, he was filled with doubt and shock, and prepared to cover for him, but a hand on the StarNet erased all information about him first.
Later, I heard that he spent ten years on the front lines, killing enough Zerg to fill an entire capital planet, all thanks to his pair of alloy swords.
It's truly amazing that, in an era of rapid technological advancement, he crushed all the superhumans and enhanced individuals with a pair of knives that were anything but technological.
"General Shen Yun, what is your current strength?"
Di Xiu released a bit of his divine sense to touch Wood's overflowing spiritual power. Wood's whole body stiffened, but he couldn't even muster the thought of releasing a spiritual force field to resist.
Is that terrifying, overwhelming mental power really something that humans can possess?
Once the oppressive feeling subsided, he could no longer maintain his composure, staring at him as if he were a prehistoric monster: "Starting at level thirteen, mental energy will dissipate, causing harm to those around you. At level fourteen, it will definitely backfire and injure yourself. How could you possibly..."
Why is it impossible?
He looked at him intently: "Is it because of body training?"
Before meeting Wood, Di Xiu also thought that the world's rules limited superpowers through physical constitution, but today, he changed his mind.
"Because you can't control your mental power."
Wood paused, his eyes suddenly reddening: "What do you want?"
Di Xiu looked puzzled.
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