A supreme treasure has reappeared in North America, its divine radiance illuminating all directions, drawing countless heroes and valiant warriors across the sea. Among this multitude of heroes, some are entering the grand assembly for the first time, others are young and full of vigor, dreaming of achieving fame in a single battle, and still others are elderly men with graying hair, stubbornly refusing to leave the martial world.
Ronaldo is just such a person. Twenty years ago, he appeared at the martial arts tournament. Twenty years later, he still stands there. Most of his contemporaries have retired, some becoming elders, others instructors, and some have long since become mere stories of later generations. Ronaldo, however, still dons his warrior robes, conquering the north and subduing the east.
The world was filled with awe at his words. Everyone knew that what sustained him to this point was no longer youth, but unwavering determination, an undying desire, and the ambition to once again stand in the glory of the supreme treasure.
Sadly, the martial world is inherently unforgiving. Time, in turn, is even more so. If in the past, when Lu Na Duo unleashed his power, his figure was like a soaring eagle, a single kick capable of shaking the world and striking fear into the hearts of all; now, each time he exerts his strength, it feels like he's carrying a thousand pounds. His lightning-fast footsteps have slowed, his moves have lost some of their sharpness, and even when attempting his signature techniques, his energy has been depleted by more than half.
While Lu Nadu was still striving to regain his former glory, on the other side of the battlefield, the younger generation had already begun to wreak havoc. Yamal, not yet twenty years old, had stirred up the entire martial arts world; Bellingham's every move drew the attention of the entire land. Vinicius, Harry Kane, and Haaland… each of them was full of vigor and their martial arts skills were at their peak. Ironically, his former rival, Messi, still shone brightly, aiming to seize the treasure once more.
They sped off like a whirlwind, while Lu Na Duo could only watch. It wasn't that he didn't want to chase them. It was simply that he could no longer catch up. Only today did he understand that in this world, no martial art is eternal, and no strongman is forever invincible. Even the most glorious legends must eventually bow before the passage of time.
A human life is fleeting, lasting only a hundred years. It turns out the most terrifying thing isn't divine martial arts or formidable enemies from all directions, but the silent passage of time, which, without a sound, is powerful enough to strip away the brilliance of a legendary life…
Source: https://tienphong.vn/thoi-gian-vo-tinh-lao-nhan-bat-luc-post1853183.tpo
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