Bang.
Di Qi was sent flying backward.
His entire body shattered into grains of flying sand, as if he had instantly suffered ultra-high-frequency quantum vibrations measured in trillions, like monstrous waves crashing down layer upon layer. "What kind of martial art is this?"
Di Qi recovered, his body rapidly gathering back together as flesh regenerated, but he stopped in his tracks, his face full of shock.
The Martial World Alliance Chief stood far away, gazing at him across the two ends beyond the dark planet. He smiled. "The force of martial arts."
Di Qi said, "Mere force can produce such an inconceivable effect?"
"When you are willing to spend ninety-nine percent of every day monotonously throwing punches, with no friends, no entertainment, no conversation, no sect, no disciples—just throwing punches hundreds of millions of times a day—you can achieve what I have."
"Unfortunately, they made someone like me, someone who does nothing at all, sit in the foremost position of the martial world: Martial World Alliance Chief. What an unfair world. I once challenged them and wanted to yield the position to someone more worthy, but every sect and school avoided me."
The Martial World Alliance Chief wore a wry smile as he stood above the Sea of Stars at Chuan Qiong. "So-called martial arts are merely the application of force. Whether traditional martial arts or new martial arts, they are all the same!"
At its core, martial arts truly was the application of force.
Traditional classical martial arts were naturally so—macroscopic physical mechanics.
And non-classical martial arts, Quantum Mechanics, were also microscopic molecular physics.
It was simply that Quantum Force possessed some exceedingly strange characteristics, such as Quantum Entanglement. "Ever since entering the cosmic martial world, they have grown increasingly flashy, using so-called Quantum Entanglement and all sorts of