Soul echo

Chapter 68 Dream Walker ([-])
The heavy exhaustion weighed on the body, much heavier than the warm quilt.

"Xiao Ye, why haven't you woke up yet?"

The mother's voice came from outside the door: "Didn't you say you want to learn martial arts with the second uncle? Are you tired after only one day?"

Zhong Ye didn't answer, but just turned around and pulled the quilt up to cover his head.

My head is groggy and I don't want to get up...

It's too cold outside to want to get out of bed...

Too tired to wake up...

"Forget it, let me go and talk to Second Uncle Zhao, kid, it's not surprising that it's hot in 3 minutes..."

Zhong Ye, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, suddenly frowned, kicked off the quilt, and shouted: "Who said I'm hot in 3 minutes, I'll get up and wash right away!"

After getting up in a hurry to wash up, after breakfast, Zhong Ye put on his down jacket and took the elevator down to the first floor.

In the open space of the community, he saw the second uncle from the next door.

"Grandpa Zhao!"

Zhong Ye trotted over, the old man glanced at him, smiled and put away his posture.

"Xiaoye, have you had breakfast yet?" the old man asked with a smile.

"Just finished eating!" The little boy replied truthfully.

The old man smiled and nodded, and said kindly: "That's it...then let's go for a walk to digest food. You can't exercise vigorously immediately after eating."

Zhong Ye said "oh" thoughtfully, and when the old man put on his coat, he walked around the garden with him.

His steps were small, so the old man slowed down too.

"Do you still remember what I taught you yesterday?" The old man's voice was soft.

Zhong Ye tried hard to recall, then raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said joyfully: "You must learn to control the rhythm, whether it is the rhythm of breathing or the rhythm of doing things, as long as you can do it, you can get twice the result with half the effort."

"That's right, what should you do now?" the old man asked again.

Zhong Ye suddenly realized, and began to wrestle with his own breathing. Under the peaceful gaze of the old man, he gradually controlled his own breathing rhythm, and realized the trick of making movements follow breath, not breath follow movement.

Then, time stood still at this moment.

"To be honest, I really want to thank you." Zhong Ye looked up at the blue sky, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even remember it, so I was so smart when I was young."

As soon as the words fell, everything in front of him suddenly shattered.

…………

Except for two people standing opposite each other, there was nothing in the training ground.

There is no weapon, no cover, both of them are 'unarmed', but one of them is wearing a fully enclosed power armor, and the instant output is measured in tons.

And the other person was bare-handed in the true sense, wearing nothing but bandages and boots to protect his fists and feet.

"Are you all ready?"

The sound came from speakers around the training ground.

Although he was asking the two of them, it was actually only Zhong Ye who was asking.

Zhong Ye gestured to the camera, and not long after, the countdown started.

The moment the countdown ended, Zhong Ye took the lead in attacking.

The fully-enclosed power armor is a humanoid tank, and if it does not use an external mobile device, it will move very slowly.

But in contrast, power armor is strong enough, and its output is strong enough. If it is placed in ancient times, even without weapons and other accessories, it is enough to attack the city.

[Lock target, calculate trajectory]

The built-in computer used the camera to lock on Zhong Ye, and instantly calculated his possible attack methods. The driver did not move, because he knew that even if he did not act, Zhong Ye's attack would not be able to hurt him.

Wanting to use flesh and blood against the most advanced individual weapons is still thinking too much.

A distance of more than ten meters flashed by, and Zhong Ye came to the front of the power armor in an instant.

The wearer of the power armor obviously panicked. Although the computer calculated Zhong Ye's trajectory, it failed to calculate his moving speed.

The distance of more than ten meters only took a second. Is he still human?

The soldier had no time to react, and Zhong Ye's fist hit the breastplate.

The power armor remained motionless, but Zhong Ye felt a powerful force rushing from his wrist, as if it wanted to shatter his arm bone.

——This is the power of countershock!

The power armor suddenly moved, and embraced with both hands forward, holding Zhong Ye in his arms.

Zhong Ye bent his legs and slid out of the embrace of the power armor.

Zhong Ye withdrew to leave, retreating several meters away at once, and the power armor also took heavy steps at this time, chasing after him.

Facing the power armor, Zhong Ye felt as if he saw a chariot charging towards him, and he was invincible.

Zhong Ye stood motionless on the spot. Although the soldier wearing the power armor clenched his fist, he still hesitated.

"Don't hesitate, attack!"

Hearing this, the soldier waved his fist.

The air vibrated, and there was a howl.

Zhong Ye didn't carry it hard, and his figure flashed to the side of the power armor.

With the tip of his toes touching the ground, his body rose into the air, and with a side kick, he hit the head of the power armor.

The power armor's shock absorbers did a good job, however, some force still seeped into the helmet and hit the soldier's head.

By the time his arm waved, Zhong Ye had long since disappeared in place and ran to a distance.

He flicked his right hand, and before the power armor collided again, Zhong Ye pounced forward like a tiger.

Although protected by steel, under Zhong Ye's weird strength, the soldiers wearing power armor still suffered a lot of injuries.

Of course, in contrast, Zhong Ye's fists and feet were also covered in swelling and bruises.

Gradually, Zhong Ye's physical strength weakened, but the soldiers wearing power armor did not show any fatigue.

It is too whimsical to use a mortal body to fight against the individual weapon that best represents the level of modern military industry...

At this time, Zhong Ye took a deep breath, and was shocked to find that there seemed to be wind and thunder running in his body!
Immediately, he laughed again, launching a final charge towards the power armor.

Instead of using that power, he used his fragile body to collide with the steel, just like history repeating itself, and fell under the iron fist again.

The soldiers wearing power armor panicked instantly, the gate of the training ground suddenly opened, and doctors and nurses rushed in with stretchers and life support systems.

Lying on the ground, Zhong Ye clenched his fists tremblingly.

"Nighter dreams can awaken people, but sweet dreams can make people intoxicated... I understand!"

Zhong Ye grinned, and swung his 'weak' fist towards the far-distant ceiling, shattering the dream.

…………

Suddenly opening his eyes, Zhong Ye sat up from the bed.

He gasped for breath, trying to suppress the panic in his heart.

"what happened?"

The woman lying beside her heard the movement and turned around sleepily.

"I had a nightmare..."

Exhaling a turbid breath, Zhong Ye shook his head and lay back down.

"Oh……"

Not long after, his wife fell into a deep sleep, but Zhong Ye stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.

That didn't seem like much of a nightmare.

In the dream, he obtained the extraordinary power he dreamed of, instead of being trapped in this mortal body like now.

How many years has it been without progress?
After the peak period, his physical strength seems to have declined. Now, does he still have the courage to go alone in the mountains and forests to challenge the beasts, and fight against the steel body with flesh and blood?

Zhong Ye felt a little melancholy, sighed softly, turned around and fell asleep.

It's just that in middle age, there are too many things to worry about, and it's easy to suffer from insomnia. Zhong Ye tossed and turned on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what, and was scolded by his wife who woke up.

The relationship in the family is quite harmonious, and due to the development of the times, people no longer need to do life-threatening jobs, so Zhong Ye can live by guarding the martial arts gym he opened.

Martial arts and exercise are no longer popular, Zhong Ye can often hear students talking about body transformation during break time.

Through biochemical transformation and mechanical body modification, people can easily obtain the strength that requires continuous training for more than ten years.

Zhong Ye is noncommittal about this, but occasionally feels that the times have changed, and he has become an outdated antique.

The ordinary days passed like this, day after day, year after year, the children in the family gradually grew up, and the martial arts gym became increasingly dilapidated, becoming empty.

Zhong Ye thought that his life would pass like this, until one day, he saw a child who fell into the river...

Throwing away the crutches in his hand and the shoes that were in the way, the middle-aged man, bearded and angry, suddenly jumped into the icy river and swam towards the child in the middle of the river.

There was a loud call from the shore, but Zhong Ye didn't hear anything, he focused on watching the child, swam behind the child, passed his arms under the armpits, and picked him up from the water.

Cheers rang out, and more people greeted them, throwing ropes and sticking out poles at them.

Zhong Ye also swam vigorously, hoping to reach the shore before his physical strength was exhausted.

However, his leg cramps!
His face twisted instantly, and the pain came one after another.

If he was young, he would definitely be able to endure this severe pain, but now, even if he gritted his teeth, it is difficult for him to continue swimming towards the river bank.

The people seemed to have noticed the situation, and they exclaimed, Zhong Ye and the child were being hit by the river, and the river was turbulent, continuously over their heads.

Death approached Zhong Ye, and he seemed to hear a faint grin.

'...How about just giving up like this? '

There was a voice in my heart: "Maybe it will be easier this way." '

"—I'll fuck you!"

Zhong Ye let go of one hand, and only used one hand to wrap around the child's waist. The other hand replaced the cramp leg, and cut through the river.

"I have never admitted defeat in my life!!!"

Then--

He successfully opened his eyes and escaped from the dream of death!

(End of this chapter)