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The elite soldiers under General Ang Shan's command were extremely ferocious. With the advantage of their weapons and their terrain, they carried out a terrifying slaughter on the group of The Emerald Alliance of China s. It was shocking in its might, causing heavy casualties, they were utterly defeated. This was the advantage of modern firearms, especially this kind of artillery shell which had great destructive power. Almost every explosion would result in several deaths and injury. Leading the shadow guards, Cui Hao hid in the shadows to observe everything. Very quickly, he discovered the hidden sniper in the corner, but the people from the The Emerald Alliance of China weren't so lucky, they were like ants on a hot pan, revolving non-stop, and there were people constantly being killed by the sniper.

In fact, the reason for this one-sided war was because the Burmese side had the advantage in weaponry. They were constantly attacking with overwhelming force, which naturally had a great effect.

Cui Hao understood this point, and the doubts he had in his heart became clear.

At the moment, under the powerful barrage of the regular army of Myanmar, the remaining seven The Emerald Alliance of China s were still persisting on, among which two of them were obviously extremely skilled practitioners, Cui Hao saw it correctly, one of them was an Ancient Back Connecting Ape Fist Art, the other one was Tan Li, and, at the very least, it was a peak of lucidity attack, they might even have broken through to the hidden realm, but even so, they were still in a sorry state, with wounds all over their bodies.

"Whoosh!" Swoosh! Swoosh! "Whoosh! …"

In the next moment, a wave of white smoke rose. Boom, boom, boom, a terrifying explosion sound swept across all directions, the ground shook violently, a huge crater appeared, as though it was going to split open. As for the remaining seven The Emerald Alliance of China members, six of them were instantly killed, leaving only the man who practiced the Ancient Back Connecting Ape Fist was extremely agile, barely dodging the important part of the explosion.

Huge amounts of smoke and dust rose into the air, filling the surroundings. Borrowing the smoke and dust from the shock wave, the remaining man with the ancient Back Connecting Ape Fist did not care about his injuries as he suddenly and agilely weaved through like a monkey and charged towards the outside of the battle. He wanted to break out from the encirclement.

Seeing the other party's extremely agile movements, which were imbued with the charm of an ancient ape, this expert who had obtained the true essence of the ancient Back Connecting Ape Fist, Cui Hao felt that it was a great pity. If one didn't cultivate their country's martial arts, ordinary people wouldn't be able to understand just how difficult it was to tread. The road of martial arts was simply too difficult, and such a rare master was about to perish. His fall would only cause the gradually weakening martial arts of the country to become more and more destitute!

"Shua! …"

The moment he neared the edge of the huge cloud of dust, the man's figure faintly appeared. Like a giant ape leaping from tree to tree, he suddenly rushed in front of the group of official Burmese kings, his palm in a tearing posture, with a 'peng' sound, he instantly grabbed onto a loaded Burmese soldiers, and with a 'la' sound, like tearing a silk, he tore it apart!

This scene was extremely brutal and bloody, but it did not last long because the surrounding Burmese soldiers had already reacted and let out a terrified scream. The gun in their hands let out a fiery snake, and all of them started to fall towards the man.

"AHH!" "I can't accept this …"

The man let out a blood-curdling screech. His entire body was instantly smashed into a sieve. With a plop, he fell to the ground and died on the spot.

After confirming that the last enemy had been killed, the group of Burmese soldiers s let out strange cries of excitement, a few of them even threw away the fine guns in their hands and proudly spoke a few sentences in Myanmar. Cui Hao could not understand, but he could vaguely guess that it was probably ridiculing.

At this moment, Cui Hao's heart felt heavy, a kind of sorrow similar to that of a dead fox's filled his heart. As a cultivator of the National Arts, he finally truly felt that in the battle with guns and firearms, the National Arts, this ancient and powerful art that had been passed down for thousands of years, was gradually being forced out of the historical stage.

Hiding his body, Cui Hao watched as the group of Burmese soldiers in front of him began to clean up the battlefield, digging holes and burying people, burying corpses and so on. Cui Hao took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Thus, he closed his eyes and forced himself to enter a state of deep thought. He had a feeling that his mind had been shocked by the terrifying gunshot just now. He had to let it calm down as soon as possible, otherwise, it would be very dangerous for him.

In fact, the situation that Cui Hao was facing was exactly the same as when he first entered the ancient China with his fire spear. Back then, Huo Yuan Armor was already disheartened after he witnessed the power of the gun, and had already shut his mouth to decline the challenge of joining the Martial Competition. Huang Feihong, who was known as Huang Wudi, had already reached the realm of perfection in the form of a tiger's crane fist, but after seeing the spear, he stopped talking about martial arts.

Closing his eyes, it was a full minute later that Cui Hao gradually calmed down. As a modern man, he had long accepted the existence of guns, but he was only aware of the problem after training in martial arts, he was much easier to accept compared to Huo Yuanjia, Huang Feihong and the other martial arts masters. When he calmed down, he began to think, and truly began to think about the problem of country's techniques and guns.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes …

After three full minutes, Cui Hao, whose face still carried a trace of sadness, opened his eyes. His eyes shone with a determined light, and that type of sorrowful emotion was also completely gone, replaced with perseverance! These three minutes seemed to be very short, but to Cui Hao, it was actually extremely dangerous. Because, if he was unable to defeat the inner demon in his heart, then his cultivation of the nation's arts would have come to an end. With a bottleneck and the inner demon's obstruction, it would be very difficult for him to break through.

This was also one of the difficult aspects of the country's techniques. Body refining and mind cultivation were indispensable.

"Although guns can give ordinary people terrifying power, it is still an external force after all. On the other hand, country techniques have become stronger internally. If you continue to train in it, anyone will have a chance to reach an unfathomable realm of supernatural power!" This was a key, and it was very difficult to grasp. However, it was hope after all. It allowed one to rise up high and continuously explore! If the spirit is not extinguished, then the martial path will not stop! "Why should I care about the effects of those foreign objects? If I lost my confidence, how could I possibly climb to the peak of the country's martial arts?" Muttering to himself, the light in Cui Hao's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Understanding this point, his heart's confusion and sadness was swept away. In that moment, he felt as if his soul had been cleansed. It was incomparably fresh. Although his strength didn't have any substantial increase, it had more and more stabilized his mind and heart.

In fact, the essence of the ancient buddhist lamp burning method was the same. It burned one and the other three, constantly staring at them, drawing out their endless creative concept. Their martial dao would never be destroyed, their inheritances would never end, and they would never stop!

After the sadness in his heart had been wiped away, all that remained in Cui Hao's heart was determination. He stared at the Burmese soldiers in front of him who was about to finish cleaning the battlefield and gather together.

"You will use your guns and guns to destroy the legacy and hope of the country. Today, I will do the same to you, and I will end your guns and lives!"

This was what Cui Hao was thinking at the moment.