The Current State of the Human World

Ignoring how the authorities planned to deal with that Golden Core, or whether the soup Chen Xiyao made by stewing it would cause its fragrance to spread for miles and send the chickens and dogs soaring, Feng Xue simply left Infinite City and walked across this familiar yet strange land, looking at the changes he had brought to this world.

By now, the martial arts of the Flame Nation had developed to a terrifying degree. To give a relatively simple example, if Feng Xue's salt did not replenish itself, the salt he produced while walking eight hundred meters would already be enough to meet an entire city's consumption for three years.

"What the hell is this?"

"What the hell is this now?"

"Is that what kung fu is supposed to be used for?"

Feng Xue watched all kinds of martial arts applications on the streets that surpassed the limits of his imagination. He could say with complete responsibility that the ending scene of Shaolin Soccer was nothing compared to this!

Steel wires connected the buildings. Pedestrians simply stepped onto them and traveled back and forth high above the ground. On the streets below, bicycles that looked like wind-and-fire wheels raced along iron cables less than three centimeters wide. If this scene had appeared in his previous life, even Red Bull would not have dared sponsor it!

The ground belonged to motor vehicles. Although they could not compare to the cyclists in the sky, every driver still floored the accelerator. From time to time, Feng Xue could even see a few disobedient children leaping back and forth across the roofs of other people's cars, only to be caught by their parents with a great grappling technique and dragged back to the sidewalk, where an all-out martial arts battle would ensue.

But