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Everyone laughed upon hearing this.

"A single person carrying a whole mountain? Don't they think that all the superheroes from Eagle Country are real? It's just movie promotion, their own ideology, but they're taking it seriously. Must have drunk too much?"

"In their words, must've drunk fake alcohol, right?" jeered the expert on the Three Kingdoms.

"Hahaha..."

"If someone in the Kingdom of Sufeng could really carry a mountain, I'd pee standing on my head!" another expert on the Three Kingdoms said, laughing.

They were right in the middle of boasting when suddenly a harsh air raid alarm sounded, startling everyone.

"Is Pharaoh Country attacking?" someone exclaimed, while on the big screen a clip showed something hurtling rapidly towards them!

"Enemy attack, intercept!"

Someone gave the order, and simultaneously three interceptor missiles took off, heading directly for the black spot.

The black spot seemed to have no intention of evading and went straight into a collision with the three interceptor missiles...

At the same time, everyone got a clear view of its silhouette. Astonishingly, it was a person!

The person didn't waste words. Facing the incoming missiles, they swung their fist, and with one punch each, turned the three missiles into fireworks...

The ferocity of the punches left everyone dumbfounded!

"Is this... Superman?" someone asked.

"He's coming down..."

No sooner had the words left their mouth than they saw the person crash mightily onto the observation deck downstream of the Negro River Dam.

The observation deck of the Negro River was smashed into a huge crater; concrete exploded and railings flew off.

Everyone finally got a clear look at the person's appearance.

A bald head, dressed in a kasaya, with a refined demeanor, looking a bit silly!

"Bald, monk, he's that monk from the Kingdom of Sufeng! He... he really exists!" someone screamed.

The person who had spoken of peeing standing on their head turned pale, subconsciously touching their crotch.

"What's he doing in our country?" someone asked.

No one could answer.

But the bald monk answered with his actions. He glanced at his phone, chose a direction, and then threw a punch straight ahead!

Boom!

The earth shattered; the sturdy dam was directly blasted opening a huge gap, and water surged into the breach...

Yet, this was just the beginning. The bald monk kept swinging his fists!

One punch, then another!

Each punch stronger than the last, creating bigger, deeper, and longer craters...

Initially it was ten meters with one punch, a hundred meters with the next, and then a punch forcibly carved out a kilometer-long riverbed!

"Practice makes perfect, here goes another punch!" Tang Sanzang shouted joyfully. With a punch, his fierce fist transformed into a long rainbow, piercing through the earth ahead and continuing far into the distance...

A distant hill was instantly pierced through, and the river water flowed along this new channel toward the east.

The Negro River, once the biggest and longest symbol of civilization in the sands, had its course forcibly altered by a bald monk at that moment.

Watching this scene, the high officials of the Pharaoh Country standing upstream and the experts from the three countries of the southern continent were all dumbfounded. The crowd fell completely silent, unable to speak for a long while.

They had no choice, having never seen such a fierce person in their lives. A single punch had carved out a ravine hundreds of miles long - was this still a human?

Fortunately, the Pharaoh Country was situated in a desert and gobi, sparsely populated with no cities or villages within a hundred miles. Otherwise, it was unimaginable how many innocent lives would have been lost under that punch.

Just then, someone snapped out of it.

"What on earth does he want to do?" someone asked.

Everyone shook their heads, as no one knew what the terrifying bald man intended to do.

Just then, a cloud of dust rose from the east, and a tank army was rolling in.

The high officials of the Pharaoh Country's expressions changed immediately, and they quickly made a phone call, "Make way, make way, don't go over there!"

"Gliss, our homeland is under attack, and you're telling me not to go? What are your intentions? You might be afraid of dying, but we are not! We are equipped with the high-cost equipment purchased from the Western Deities Alliance from ten years ago, this batch of equipment is enough for us to roam unbridled across the sands!" On the phone, the general commanding the army, Hilt, spoke with full confidence.

But Gliss said, "General Hilt, now is not the time to show off. You know as well as I do that although we paid for top-tier weapons, what we got was just junk from the Western Deities Alliance from ten years ago! These things can scare off the trash in the sands. But what you're facing is not that trash!"

"Alright, what else is here besides that trash? Rest assured, as long as I, Hilt, am here, I won't allow anyone to mess around on our land! Not even a fart will pass without my artillery's approval!" Hilt said with utter confidence and then hung up the phone.

He then raised his head, his face filled with excitement, "The time to earn glory has come, all of you, to your posts!"

The mechanical legion complied with the order!

Looking at the distant cloud of dust, Hilt's eyes sparkled with excitement, raising his hand high, just waiting for his command to unleash a barrage!

Just then, a strong wind blew, and the dust dispersed.

Through his binoculars, he saw a bald man standing in the midst of the dust, aiming in a certain direction and then raising his fist toward it and throwing a punch!

Boom!

A Fist Power blast tore directly through the earth in front of him; he almost watched as it grazed the edge of his own army, piercing straight through the continent and into the sea!

Waves towered high, and the sea was forcefully cleft in two by that punch!

At that moment, Hilt was stunned...

The deputy beside him asked, "General Hilt, what should we do next?"
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Hilt swallowed hard, his eyes gradually steeling as he bellowed, "We are soldiers, we fear nothing, right?"

The deputy responded with a tearful voice, "Right."

Hilt continued to shout, "All troops, listen to the order, for our country, for our people, retreat!"

Then this ferocious army immediately turned around and began to run...

However, just then, a bald man appeared on the side of the army, curiously looking at their tanks and airplanes.

Especially as this bald man was staring straight at Hilt.

Hilt felt his clothes instantly soaked with sweat...

Fortunately, the bald man did nothing and said nothing, merely strolling casually past the side of the army. Wherever his gaze traversed, everyone was scared stiff with fear, sweating profusely.

Even the tank drivers were trembling so much that the tanks themselves seemed to shudder as if frightened.

But the bald man did not linger, instead continuing on his way east, his brow gradually furrowing.

He had just leaped over and in midair, he had discovered that this sand zone and the Kingdom of Sufeng in the same continent seemed connected by a small piece, but in reality, a large canal had been artificially dug here. The canal led seawater to forcibly separate the two plates.

Thus, the river water he had drawn would not reach the continent at all, but would instead directly pour into the ocean and disappear!