The Birth of Global Martial Arts

"Hello, Aunt Qin. Did the store receive my express today?"

"Oh, OK, OK, I'll come right over... It's nothing, just a knife."

"The previous one is broken... Don't worry, I still have a lot of money. Okay, I won't say anything more. The bus is coming. I'll hang up first. See you later."

Chen Feng put away the phone, his face excited. He hadn't touched a knife for three or four days, and his hands were itching to use them. Fortunately, the express was delivered today, and he could finally practice to his heart's content.

How about going to the suburbs to try it out? Chen Feng was thinking about this when he heard the roar of an engine. A bus with a heavy iron sheet stopped at the platform skillfully.

Chen Feng put away his thoughts for the time being, and hurriedly followed the crowd, queuing up in an orderly manner to get on the bus.

The scene in Nansu City in the early morning was not much different from other cities in Xia Country. Hawkers, workers, white-collar workers, office ladies, students, and the elderly all poured into the streets, and the whole city woke up from its slumber and radiated amazing vitality.

However, there was one thing that made Nansu City stand out. In the middle of a crossroads a hundred meters away from him, several policemen wearing thick black protective clothing, helmets, and fully armed were holding special guns and looking around with a vigilant look.

Chen Feng looked at the special barrels in the hands of the policemen, which were obviously different from ordinary guns, with interest, and then retracted his gaze. He had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and other people on the street didn't care about it.

It was Chen Feng's turn to get on the bus. He stretched out his hand to tighten the black bow bag on his shoulder, took out a coin from his pocket, threw it casually, and then strode up without even looking at the result.

The driver who had been staring at this side was about to speak, but saw that the coin was accurately thrown into the gap between the coin boxes along the perfect parabola, so he had to shut up in time.

There were still some empty seats on the bus, so Chen Feng found a seat by the window and sat down. He put the bow bag, which was more than one meter high, on his chest, rubbed his elbow against the window, supported his head with his hands, looked out the window lazily, his eyes were scattered, and some memories came to his mind.

Chen Feng is not his real name, to be precise, it is his name in this life. He died young in a car accident in his previous life, and he traveled to this world that is similar to his previous life, but completely different. It has been fifteen years.

It must be said that he has lived a particularly wonderful life in this life, all because of the sword and the bow...

"Are there any passengers getting off? Get off quickly."

The driver sitting in the closed driving seat habitually shouted twice, and when no one answered, he closed the door and drove away again.

The noisy environment in the car did not affect Chen Feng's meditation. At this time, he had shifted from the memory of his life experience to the confusion left over from yesterday's martial arts practice. As if he had some inspiration, his fingers involuntarily gestured in front of his chest.

Just when the bus had just driven out a few dozen meters, suddenly!

Boom!

A huge explosion sounded suddenly.

Chen Feng's whole body shook violently, and his originally scattered eyes instantly gathered and became extremely sharp. Before everyone could react, he quickly stood up to check the situation, opened the zipper of the bow bag on his chest, and held the exposed black longbow tightly with one hand.

It can be seen with the naked eye that a thick black smoke suddenly rose in the east direction, casting a layer of haze on the originally clear sky. Although it was blocked by the building and the specific location could not be seen, it was also known that the accident site was still some distance away from here.

The crisis was temporarily resolved, and Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the other passengers in the car just reacted. Panting, trembling, screaming, asking and other sounds intertwined, making an unusual noise.

The driver subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and the sudden stagnation made the car quiet instantly, and then the noise became louder.

Seeing this, Chen Feng shouted "Quiet" several times, and his full-bodied voice overwhelmed the screams of everyone in the car. For a moment, everyone closed their mouths involuntarily.

Then, he hurriedly explained loudly: "Don't panic, everyone. The accident site is still a long distance away from us. It will not affect this side. Just relax."

After hearing what Chen Feng said, and finding that there was indeed nothing unusual on their side, the people in the car quickly quieted down. From fear to calmness, the time was short, as if everyone had experienced it many times and got used to it.

Chen Feng also noticed at this time that the armed police on the side did not go to support as expected, but remained alert in place, while comforting the pedestrians on the sidewalk who were still calm.

As if seeing that there was something wrong with the car, a fully armed policeman came over, waved his hand, and signaled the driver to drive quickly and not to hinder traffic.

The driver made an OK gesture and quickly started the vehicle. The passengers on the bus who had been relieved of the crisis also quickly recovered and talked in a low voice with interest. Some passengers sitting by the window even picked up their phones and took videos in the direction of the black smoke.

"Wow! It's really loud! Was it hit by a shell?"

"No matter how stupid the military is, they won't hit their own people. Who else could it be except those uncivilized bastards?"

"Barbarians or wild beasts?"

"Barbarians. Only they can disguise themselves here."

"No, digging worms can also do it. Its size is enough to make such a big noise."

"Hehe, will it run so far to seek death?"

"Who knows? The brain of a wild beast is incomprehensible"

...

Chen Feng, who had nothing else to do, sat back in his seat. He was also very curious about the cause of the incident. Although he didn't know the exact reason, he could be sure that it was not done by an ordinary character by listening to the noise.

At the same time, the discussion in the car was still going on heatedly.

"How many incidents has this happened this year?"

"Who knows? The third? The fourth? These are just the ones that made a lot of noise and couldn't be covered up. I don't know how many more that didn't make a lot of noise and were covered up!"

"Ah! The world is getting harder and harder. It would be great if it was still the same as fifteen years ago!" An old man with gray hair had painful eyes, as if he was recalling something.

The passengers in the car seemed to have bad memories brought back by the old man's words, and the car fell into silence for a while.

"You can't say that!"

After a while, an excited voice sounded from behind Chen Feng. I saw a middle school boy with a red face, holding a mobile phone in one hand, dancing and saying excitedly:

"In my opinion, we should thank the great change in the world fifteen years ago. It is because of it that our world has the possibility of cultivation! One against ten, one against a hundred, flying over eaves and walls, slashing bullets with swords, controlling thunder... Hehe! The previous martial arts dreams are no longer fictional, no longer fantasy, but have become reality!"

"I will definitely become a warrior in the future!" After saying that, the middle school boy clenched his fists and cheered himself up with a face full of longing.

The carriage fell into silence again.

"Warrior..."

After a long time, I don't know who sighed first. Others also sighed.

The young ones were full of momentum, and the old ones were full of regret.

"Warrior!" Chen Feng sighed in his heart, and at the same time, with his extraordinary vision, he caught a high-speed moving afterimage.

A man in military uniform and holding a long sword crossed the road and rushed towards the black smoke before ordinary people could react.

"Military warrior, level three or above."

…

"We have arrived at Akaoka Station. Passengers who are getting off please go to the back door to get off in order."

After Chen Feng reorganized his quiver, he stood up and put it on his back and got off the bus.

"Huh? This guy looks so familiar! Where have I seen him before?" The middle school boy sitting in the back glanced at Chen Feng's profile and thought in confusion. Just when he wanted to take a closer look, the other party had already gotten off the bus.

"Who is it?"

Ding Ding Ding...

Accompanied by the crisp and pleasant sound of wind chimes when the store door opened, Chen Feng walked into a clothing store.

The waiter who was about to greet the customer saw him and asked with a smile: "Why are you here, Xiao Chen?"

Chen Feng smiled and greeted the young uniformed woman in front of him: "Hello, Sister Zhao. Come to get something. Is Aunt Qin in the store?"

Aunt Qin was a good friend of his parents. When he was very young, his parents died one after another in an accident and she has been taking care of him.

Sister Zhao pointed behind her: "The store manager is in the office, just go there directly."

"Okay." Chen Feng nodded politely, greeted several familiar young girls on the way, and then came to the office door and knocked gently.

"Please come in." A slightly hoarse mature female voice came from the door.

Chen Feng opened the door and walked in. He was not shy and immediately asked: "Auntie Qin, have the goods I want arrived?"

The woman who was working hard raised her head, and her mature and charming face, which had been baptized by the years but had not lost its charm at all, smiled helplessly: "You really can't wait."

Qin Qing rubbed her temples, and there was no wrinkle on her white skin that was so delicate that it could be blown away.

Chen Feng smiled and shrugged, and wisely did not answer.

Qin Qing also knew that she could not persuade the stubborn bull in front of her, so she stood up and stretched her waist. The simple but detailed coffee-colored women's suit was tightly stretched under her movements, and her figure was still graceful.

Then, she pointed to a silver rectangular box in the right corner and said, "It has been delivered. Come and try it to see if it fits."

Chen Feng's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward, easily picked up the heavy-looking silver long box, put it on the desk, and then opened it.

A black straight-blade knife with a sheath about 90 cm long lay quietly in the box.

Chen Feng picked up the heavy sword and gently pulled out the black handle. With a crisp and pleasant sound of drawing the sword, the straight and slender blade with some beautiful tear lines in bright white appeared in front of him.

He skillfully waved the sword a few times, rolled up the sword flowers, and nodded with satisfaction. It was worthy of being a sword made of tear stone material, and it was worth his money to spend on it.

Qin Qing smiled and said, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"Very good." Chen Feng sheathed the knife gracefully and wore it directly on his waist. "Aunt Qin, it's getting late. I'll go to the suburbs to practice."

Qin Qing knew his temper and didn't stop him. She just reminded him as usual: "Remember to pay attention to safety and come over for dinner in the evening."

"Understood!"

After Chen Feng got the new knife this time, he might encounter some unexpected opportunities or challenges while practicing in the suburbs, which will promote the development of the story and lead to more wonderful plots in the background of the revival of spiritual energy, such as encountering some creatures that have mutated due to the revival of spiritual energy, or exchanges and conflicts with other practitioners, etc., laying the groundwork for the subsequent story.

"No matter how stupid the military is, they won't hit their own people. Who else could it be except those uncivilized bastards?"

"Barbarians or wild beasts?"

"Barbarians. Only they can disguise themselves here."

"No, digging worms can also do it. Its size is enough to make such a big noise."

"Hehe, will it run so far to seek death?"

"Who knows? The brain of a wild beast is incomprehensible"

...

Chen Feng, who had nothing else to do, sat back in his seat. He was also very curious about the cause of the incident. Although he didn't know the exact reason, he could be sure that it was not done by an ordinary character by listening to the noise.

At the same time, the discussion in the car was still going on heatedly.

"How many incidents has this happened this year?"

"Who knows? The third? The fourth? These are just the ones that made a lot of noise and couldn't be covered up. I don't know how many more that didn't make a lot of noise and were covered up!"

"Ah! The world is getting harder and harder. It would be great if it was still the same as fifteen years ago!" An old man with gray hair had painful eyes, as if he was recalling something.

The passengers in the car seemed to have bad memories brought back by the old man's words, and the car fell into silence for a while.

"You can't say that!"

After a while, an excited voice sounded from behind Chen Feng. I saw a middle school boy with a red face, holding a mobile phone in one hand, dancing and saying excitedly:

"In my opinion, we should thank the great change in the world fifteen years ago. It is because of it that our world has the possibility of cultivation! One against ten, one against a hundred, flying over eaves and walls, slashing bullets with swords, controlling thunder... Hehe! The previous martial arts dreams are no longer fictional, no longer fantasy, but have become reality!"

"I will definitely become a warrior in the future!" After saying that, the middle school boy clenched his fists and cheered himself up with a face full of longing.

The carriage fell into silence again.

"Warrior..."

After a long time, I don't know who sighed first. Others also sighed.

The young ones were full of momentum, and the old ones were full of regret.

"Warrior!" Chen Feng sighed in his heart, and at the same time, with his extraordinary vision, he caught a high-speed moving afterimage.

A man in military uniform and holding a long sword crossed the road and rushed towards the black smoke before ordinary people could react.

"Military warrior, level three or above."

…

"We have arrived at Akaoka Station. Passengers who are getting off please go to the back door to get off in order."

After Chen Feng reorganized his quiver, he stood up and put it on his back and got off the bus.