Becoming God of a Dystopian World

Zhao Luo lowered his gaze to look at the part which explained the first stage of the Bullet Fist.

[ Explosive Fist Plane ]

'Hmm.'

Zhao Luo humphed as the first stage already had the 'blowing

[ Learning the WAYS to use Fist as a weapon may be important, but the POWER behind your Fist is the most critical component ]

[ The POWER of a fist can decide the outcome of an exchange. But what if it's a losing fight? ]

Zhao Luo looked at the question and was baffled.

'Why fight a losing battle in the first place?'

With this thought invading his mind Zhao Luo underestimated this part.

'No'

'Nothing's decided till the fight ends.'

[ Even a losing battle/exchange/fight can be won with just a single fist which contains an explosive power behind it ]

[ To get that explosive power in your fists, there is only one way ]

[ Train your fists to that point where they start crumbling ]

[ Best way to train your fist to the extreme point would be continuously punching your fist on a small mountain to the point of exhaustion, but a big rock would be sufficient too, on the condition that it's shattered before or when the fists reach the extreme point that is the crumbled state ]

[ After you do this, a thousand times, then you will be in the Explosive Fist Plane without knowing ]

'Hah'

Zhao Luo scoffed as he finished reading the whole text on this page.

"So I just have to keep on destroying my fists by punching the shit out of a mountain or a rock?"

"Great."

Zhao Luo felt more excited than ever.

Putting the book aside on the dark floor, he got up.

"SUMMONNN~"

Zhao Luo said with a cold voice.

Puff!

Nine of his apparitions ghat looked thicker than before, formed in front of him.

Their thoughts were already aligned with Zhao Luo's.

"I just need a mountain now..."

Zhao Luo said as he was thinking of a mountain he and his apparitions could throw their fists on.

"A big one should do."

Zhao Luo said as he looked at his nine apparitions waiting excitedly to begin.

Just like he had formed the stages with drums on them, it only took an instant for a big mountain to appear in front of him.

"It looks like the mountain which has the Xin Sect on its summit."

Zhao Luo mumbled as he looked at the mountain in front of him.

Zhao Luo tilted his head upward and found the dark brown mountain kept on going and going till he couldn't comprehend its size anymore. The form was so similar that he also found clouds circling the Mountain as he squinted his eyes while looking up.

'Amazing.'

Zhao Luo praised but this wasn't directed towards the mountain, instead, it was for the dark space, his mental world, that could hold such a humongous mountain and still looked ever going.

Zhao Luo shook his head as he had been sidetracked with the mountain he had summoned.

"Let's punch."

Zhao Luo said to his apparitions as this was the reason he had a mountain in front of him in the first place.

'Tap, Tap.'

Zhao Luo walked towards the mountain while clenching his fists tightly.

The explosive fist plane was free of one particular thing, and that was the form to throw a fist.

While he didn't believe that a punch could be better without a WAY (form) but for the time being he was the learner and he had to learn it perfectly. Only then the result intended by the one who had written the book 'bullet fist' would be achieved. 

'Since there was no special 'way' mentioned, I will be freely throwing my punches.'

Zhao Luo said as he pulled back his arm while his right fist was pointed straight at the mountain's surface in front of him.

The apparitions were concentrating on Zhao Luo while moving towards the mountain too.

"Eat My Fist!"

Zhao Luo shouted as he threw the fully pulled back punch at the mountain.

His arm went forward like a loose string, while his punch came to hit the surface with an unmeasurable speed.

BANG!

A huge explosive noise erupted from the point of collision.

Zhao Luo looked at his arm, half of which was buried in the mountain.

He couldn't see his fist which had penetrated deep into the mountain. But he could feel the roughness of the mountain scratching over the skin of his hand.

'Clench'

Thud!

Zhao Luo further tightened his fist and pulled it out of the hole with a swift motion.

'CRACK!'

'CRACK!'

'Rumble'

"What?"

Zhao Luo could see a line going upwards and spreading into more lines which climbed the mountain with an abrupt speed and before he could even understand the situation, the cracks appearing on the mountain's exterior caused it to fall apart.

"GREAT."

Zhao Luo said angrily while looking at the rocks falling on him.

Just like how the rain falls in the shape of water droplets, the mountain fell on Zhao Luo and his apparitions in countless pieces of rocks.

Seeing the big rocks falling on him, Zhao Luo and his apparitions lowered their postures and while raising their ankles, they started using "Half Walk" to dodge the falling rocks.

After a while, the falling rocks of the shattered mountain settled down.

Zhao Luo looked devastated.

'If the mountain that I have formed can't even take a single punch then how will I train my fists?'

Zhao Luo wondered but that is when his questioning thought was interrupted by a voice.

[ HAHAHA ]

[ Child, why don't you aim to become a comedian in some God's palace later on ]

[ Indeed that would suit him better ]

[ Stop making fun of our successor ]

Multiple loud voices resounded in the dark space.

Each of them had nothing good to say about Zhao Luo as they laughed at him for some reason just to get shut down by the voice of the female empera with the crimson eyes.

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"Haha, Why were the seniors laughing?"

Zhao Luo asked as he kept on looking around left and right as the disappearing laughs didn't have a certain direction.

He knew that the emperas were talking to him.

'They have this habit of lurking around from time to time.'

Zhao Luo mumbled to himself while trying to know the reason behind their sudden manifestation.

[ You are quite mistaken if you think that a normal mountain, no matter how big, can take your punch without breaking apart ]

Another Empera spoke to Zhao Luo.

"Then what should I do?"

Zhao Luo asked him. From the voice, he knew this was the empera who had left the biggest impression on Zhao Luo.