“Martial artists of the world, would you like to lend your strength to me Lewis!”
The magnificent voice traveled across the sky, yet it crossed the sky and spread out to the four directions, and even all over the world!
Simply because, it was more like a dao sound!
Rumble!
Magnificent voice spread throughout the heavens and earth, above the dome of the sky, the sound of thunder is even more terrifying, in the darkness of the heavenly might is even more terrifying, as if carrying an extermination of the might of the world, a large number of clouds gathered, collapsed in the sky, forming a party of the heavenly might, as if to be descended on the human world.
Old Mr. Miller is not moved, his own momentum is more and more prevalent, the qi is more and more strong, to the end of his powerful and incomparable qi rushed to the sky at the time of the night, vaguely formed a fist of the fist of the heavens, branded in the air, long-lasting and not dispersed.
At the edge of the sky, there was a Heavenly Dao, and in that Heavenly Dao, the crowd seemed to see a portal, a portal that was ancient, thick, and intertwined with endless Heavenly Dao rules.
A portal looked like it was unreal, appearing extremely illusory, yet it was abruptly presented.
At this moment, the martial artists in the arena were all shocked, those below the Sacred Level didn’t know the significance of this portal, but they knew that it was definitely extraordinary.
Sacred Level level martial artists were all shocked, they recognized that this portal was the one that suppressed the Sacred Level, the portal that suppressed the Cultivation Imprisonment!
It was the existence of this portal that broke the path of Cultivation from Sacred Level upwards!
It was cut off by this portal!
Now, this vain portal interwoven with the rules of the Heavenly Dao was presented, what was the meaning of this?
Could it be that Lewis is going to break through this portal and open the way for the Cultivation of martial artists in the human world?
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Ancient Martial Arts Conference periphery.
When Lewis’s voice resounded through the sky, the thousands of martial artists gathered at the outskirts of Ancient Martial Arts Conference all heard it.
Each of their faces were first stunned, then they heard that it was Lewis’ voice, and heard that Lewis seemed to be borrowing power from them.
They were willing, but how to borrow it?
The next moment, in the crowd, a middle-aged man took the lead and shouted loudly, “I am willing!”
This middle-aged man was Brian, when The originator opened the Sacred Place of Retreat, Old Mr. Miller brought Jason and the others all the way up the mountain, Brian talked with them all the way up the mountain, he was a talkative and straightforward martial artist, and the Cultivation man that he admired the most in his life was Lewis. He looked up to Lewis as his spiritual mentor on the road to Cultivation.
“I am willing!”
“I am willing!”
“I do!”
Almost instantly, on the periphery of Ancient Martial Arts Conference, each martial artist clenched their fists, all shouting loudly, thousands of martial artists, one voice, the cohesive voice shouted the sky and the earth, resounding in this heaven and earth.
In the Ancient Martial Arts Conference periphery of these thousands of martial artists all shouted out I am willing to, in the void that they can not see or perceive, from their bodies, there are strands of wishing power, or the power of faith rises up towards the sky above the cohesion of the fist power shadow convergence of the past.
At this moment, the essence of these martial artists was already connected to the fist shadow that Lewis had coalesced above the sky!
And this was just the beginning, the beginning.
Carovia Earth.
In a small sect in the east.
The size of the sect wasn’t much, and at this moment, in one of the martial arts practice grounds of this sect, a middle-aged martial artist was teaching Cultivation to more than a dozen teenage martial artists.
Suddenly, the middle-aged martial artist stopped, and those teenage martial artists also stopped.
It was only because at that moment, they vaguely heard a voice, which did not come directly into their ears, but rather resounded from their THE ORIGIN OF MARTIAL ARTS.
“Martial artists of the world, would you like to lend your strength to me Lewis!”
The middle-aged martial artists and those teenage martial artists heard it, it was a marvelous thing that this voice suddenly passed over their THE ORIGIN OF MARTIAL ARTS.
“Lewis? Master, is that Lewis?”
“Lewis? Isn’t that the Cultivation senior that you admire the most, Master? Teaching us that after cultivating martial arts, we should follow the chivalrous spirit of senior Lewis as a guideline, practicing chivalry, promoting good and eliminating evil, and utilizing our martial arts for good!”
Immediately, some some teenage martial artists asked questions.
That middle-aged martial artist’s eyes suddenly became hot, stained by hot tears.
He had never seen Lewis once, but the Cultivation senior he admired most in this life was Lewis.
Hearing that this Ancient Martial Arts Conference Lewis will appear, he originally wanted to go, but the cultivation of these young martial artists in the sect could not be delayed, so he had to stay and teach these young martial artists.
Fangcai, he Lewis’s voice sounded on the origin of martial arts, he heard it, and suddenly felt that the distance between him and his revered Lewis was so close, so intimate.
He heard the words, Lewis on borrowed time.
He smiled, his face flashed with an unusual radiance, his eyes gleamed, and he said in a tone of solemnity, “Yes, it’s Lewis. all say with me, I do!”
“I do!”
A voice in unison rang out in this small sect.
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To the northwest, Mount Hen.
The top of Mount Hen was a gathering place for idle Carovian martial artists.
Every once in a while, at the top of Mount Hen, idle martial artists would come from all over the world to gather here, discussing the Way, sparring together, and exploring Cultivation together.
These idle martial artists have no sects, they are all alone, and since they have no sects to pass them on, the Cultivation they cultivate is also very shallow, with varying strengths and weaknesses.
However, with that love and obsession for Cultivation, they still continued to walk on the path of Cultivation, and they would gather on the top of this Mount Hen to communicate with each other and make progress together.
On this day, on the top of Mount Hen, there were about twenty idle martial artists from all over the country, who had gathered together and were exchanging with each other, exploring Cultivation, and searching for their own inadequacies through sparring.
Right at this moment, an idle martial artist suddenly stopped, he showed a surprised look on his face, then he looked at the others with a puzzled gaze and couldn’t help but ask, “Do you, do you guys hear that? I seem to have heard a sound.”
“I heard it, that seems to be Lewis’s voice …”
“Lewis, it’s Lewis, he’s lending his strength to the martial artists of the world!”
“The one I respect the most in this life is Lewis, if he wants to lend his power, is there any reason not to do so!”
“I am willing!”
Immediately, all of these idle martial artists at the top of Mount Hen, one by one, all shouted in unison.
On this day, at this moment, the sects all over Carovian, no matter how big or small the sect’s martial artists, the idle martial artists scattered all over the place, all heard a voice from THE ORIGIN OF MARTIAL ARTS.
Basically, more than ninety percent of the martial artists all shouted out the phrase – I do!
The influence of Lewis’s Taoist sound was not only limited to the Carovian land, at this moment, all over the world also reacted!
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