King William did not think twice and decisively refused: Sorry, Mr. Professor, my guards have no right to shoot until my personal safety is not threatened.

It's impossible to lend you a gun, it's a sign of respect for the owner, right?

Smith shrugged helplessly: It seems that this fight has to be in a different place, and I can provide the venue.

And he added contemptuously: It's just, do you dare to go? Almighty God?

Zhang Wenbo turned around and said: Your Majesty, please lend him the gun, I need to wash my body of suspicion of being a liar.

King William still refused: Sorry, honorable Excellency, I am also unable to accede to your request.

Afraid that Zhang Wenbo would be angry, he hurriedly explained: This is too dangerous, although I know that you may not be harmed, but I still can't convince myself to make this decision.

I don't think anyone can afford this, and neither can I.

Zhang Wenbo stared at him and threatened: If you refuse, I think our transaction will have to be terminated.

King William hesitated for a moment and shook his head: I'm sorry, I still can't agree, maybe it will cause a dispute between the two countries.

As for our agreement, I don't think you will go back on it, will you, sir?

Your big heart should not be with a mortal, you should forgive his offense and forgive his ignorance.

Zhang Wenbo looked at King William and said calmly: I told you three days ago that every life is a god, I am not nobler than others, and I also need to maintain my dignity.

In that case, I have to apologize, Your Majesty, and I have no intention of offending.

Before he could finish speaking, he bullied a guard beside George in a flash of lightning.

The guard only felt a flash in front of him, and before he could react, he saw that the other party was still standing in place, and there was already an extra pistol in his hand.

Only then did I believe that it was not an illusion just now, but I didn't dare to make any counterattack.

Zhang Wenbo can actually use the virtual body to obtain this pistol unconsciously, and the deterrent effect will be better.

But if people think that this gun is their own and carry a gun with them, they can't tell.

There may not be accountability, but it will leave a handle for others to say that they also need weapons to defend themselves, but it is a bit self-defeating.

Zhang Wenbo easily succeeded, and without further ado, the pistol was taken off and slowly flew towards Smith.

After the other party reached out and took the pistol, he comforted him and said: "Please rest assured, sir, I will not hurt you, and there is no need for this, this is just a competition, not a duel."

He said proudly: My marksmanship is very good, and it will only leave a hole in your clothes.

Zhang Wenbo shook his head, you do your best, if you give in, why make this bet?

Otherwise, you will say that you let me again, then it is meaningless, if you can't be convinced, it is better not to compare.

In order to dispel the other party's concerns, he persuaded again: Don't worry, the gun was handed over to you by me, even if you can hurt me, no one can blame you, and you don't have to be responsible.

Smith was about to say more when he heard a commotion behind him.

Turning his head, he saw a team of police officers crowding into the crowd and hurrying to see that they had discovered the gambling fight and had come to stop it.

So he turned around and said: Since this is the case, then be careful, as soon as the words fell, he raised his gun and aimed it at Zhang Wenbo's shoulder, and with a gunshot, there was an exclamation around him.

Zhang Wenbo had his back to the Xiang case, and there was no one behind him, so Smith was not worried about accidentally injuring others.

Although everyone already regarded him as an immortal, they knew that this shot would naturally not hurt the immortal.

It's just that the knee-jerk reaction is still inevitable, and then there is an exclamation.

It's so close, it stands to reason that it should be in the blink of an eye.

However, Zhang Wenbo saw the trajectory of the bullet, and when he reached three feet in front of him, he couldn't move forward, as if it was embedded in an invisible object.

The people who were close also saw this scene, and they were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't believe their eyes, the gods were really not afraid of bullets, which was really incredible.

Zhang Wenbo knew that it was the sword soul that formed a sword curtain in front of him, absorbing the bullets in the sword curtain.

Others can't see the sword soul, so naturally they don't understand why this is the case?

Everyone was in a daze, and suddenly the light turned on, and in the originally gloomy sky, there was sunlight shining through, and the sky was clear.

After the sun shone on Zhang Wenbo's body, a thick circle of light shrouded him.

Zhang Wenbo let out a long roar, his figure slowly rose, the leather coat rattled behind him, as if there was an invisible force blowing Buddha like the wind, his long hair stood up, and after three meters from the ground, the volley stood still, and said loudly: Come and don't be rude.

As soon as he finished speaking, Smith's long hair, suddenly without a single hair, was gently blown by the wind, and fell from the top of his head, as if he had been razor-shaved.

The bare head is also shining when the sun shines.

This is naturally also the credit of the sword soul.

Smith felt a chill on the top of his head, reached out and touched his head, slipping his hand without leaving his hand behind.

Knowing that it was the other party's subordinates who showed mercy, if you really wanted to hurt him, you would lose not only your hair but your head.

His head had never been so smooth since he was sensible, and if it was something else, he could still find a reason to continue to defend it.

But how can you refute a phenomenon that you can't understand that happens to you?

Unless he can explain the phenomenon, but he can't.

He said that he wanted to compete with the other party with that sword, but the sword never moved on the desk.

Zhang Wenbo was at least ten meters away from him, how could the other party shave his hair without using weapons? This can only be done by God.

Smith was momentarily weak, confused, and sat down on the ground.

There is only one thought in my mind: there are really gods in this world, is there really more than one way to success?

And I thought, maybe, that's not a bad thing.

Now that the virtual body can be seen, Zhang Wenbo is not polite this time, my brother doesn't want to pretend to be forced, you have to force me.

Then let you see it all at once.

After these days of treating diseases and saving people, and constantly improving his strength, Zhang Wenbo's virtual body has become stronger and more stable, not to mention the rapid changes, and the command has become more satisfactory.

As soon as the thought arises, the virtual body shape skyrockets.

The aperture changed into a humanoid giant wearing an imperial crown at a speed visible to the naked eye, almost two feet tall, very shocking, like a mountain, pressing on everyone's hearts.

The giant's feet are also changing, taking the shape of a colorful dragon.

The only regret is that the light of the virtual body completely submerged Zhang Wenbo's body, turning his vigorous body into a faint shadow.

But it feels like Zhang Wenbo has transformed into a golden giant, and the form and spirit are one, which makes the visual effect more intense.

Then a dragon roar came out of the light and shadow, and it went straight to the sky.

Like a thunderbolt, after exploding from the sky, it spread between the mountains, and the mountains responded, echoing continuously, and then transmitted back to the ears, which lasted for a long time, and the ears of everyone present were numb.

Everyone pondered: The so-called thunder rage, isn't it? Terrible, it seems that which professor provoked the gods, how is this good?

Although this dragon roar is low and desolate, it is shocking, and the effect is even more amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is earth-shattering.

All the people present, regardless of occupation, nationality, old or young, could no longer stand, and fell to their knees or fell to the ground.

For a moment, there was no longer a standing figure on the top of the mountain.

Although the posture of the fallen people is different, they can't do it if they want to stand.

It's good that all of them have weak legs and can kneel instead of lying down, or faint, and I beg them to forgive them for not being able to do it.

At this moment, no matter how noble their status is, in the face of the high gods, everyone is just a human being.

In the face of the gods, they can only bow and worship, and they cannot raise the slightest suspicion or resistance.

Even Professor Smith buried his head in the ground, no longer having the slightest arrogance, his ass pouted high, and bowed in worship.

There is no way, the bow is not familiar to a foreigner.

Old William and other kings and heads of state are even more unbearable, some have already fainted, and the guards can't take care of them, they are really too busy to take care of themselves, and their whole bodies are weak.

A sober person has a body that shakes into a sieve, but it is very difficult to force himself to be calm and maintain his demeanor so as not to be ridiculed.

With Zhang Wenbo's current strength and state of mind, in the face of ordinary people, he has long lost much of his mind to show off.

I just don't want to be suspicious in the future, and I constantly need to prove my identity.

In order to put an end to future troubles, we can only continue this road of pretending until everyone accepts this reality.

He knew that on the other side of the earth today, satellites on the ground were closely monitoring his every move.

It's not that there is anything special about this sword ceremony, it's mainly that everyone is really curious about the rumors of the gods.

This is a common disease of human nature for thousands of years, and no one is exempt from vulgarity.

Until now, many people do not believe in gods and hope that gods really exist.

I feel that I am almost pretending, and I should have believed it a long time ago.

If you don't believe it, even if you do it yourself, there will be different voices that will continue to exist, so you don't have to waste your energy.

So the sword awarding session officially began.

Zhang Wenbo asked in a deep voice: Where is the wisdom Zen master?

After the wisdom Zen master walked a few steps, he bowed down again and said: disciple wisdom, listen to the instructions of the ancestors.

Zhang Wenbo thought that since he wanted to let the family take the blame, he should always let the family be willing and rely on it.

Then the mind rose, and the divine consciousness caused the void body to separate into a form, and the body was glowing with colorful light, and it poured towards the wise Zen master.

After the virtual body reaches the feet of the wisdom Zen master, it transforms into a multicolored lotus shape, and slowly holds up the wisdom Zen master's body and places it on the incense table.

The virtual body is actually three points today, and it takes no effort to hold up the wisdom.

It seems that this time has not been in vain, and the strength has increased either by a star and a half, or by not knowing where the limit is?

Everyone began to be in a daze again, and they all thought in their hearts: This is the art of ever-changing, right? It turns out that myths and legends do not deceive people.

The blood of the whole body of wisdom and excitement accelerated, his face flushed, and he just wanted to look up to the sky and laugh a few times, but he could only hold back.

In the eyes of everyone, it is a solemn treasure of wisdom, smiling, amiable, and really a high-ranking monk image who has attained enlightenment and become a Buddha.

When the monks saw such a scene, they all got up, reorganized their clothes, and slowly fell to the ground.

Say in unison: Disciple**, see the Buddha of Wisdom and Light.