Chapter Seventy-Two: The Peak
A few days later, the cultivation room.
This is the highest standard cultivation room of the headquarters castle, and it is built as a whole with a special material that is only slightly weaker than the sea tower stone, and it looks like it is about dozens of square meters.
All kinds of equipment and equipment here are of the highest level, which can calculate the strength and speed of ordinary cadres in detail, roughly assess the strength of senior cadres, and then destroy the equipment, which cannot be measured.
Kerra used to practice here.
Rod stood in front of the fist strength testing machine, groaned for a while, but still left a little strength before suddenly smashing out a punch.
Bang!
The testing machine vibrated violently, and the dazzling red light kept flashing, looking like it had been broken.
I saw that where the fist hit, a fist mark several inches deep appeared, and the lines were clearly visible.
"Well, I can't do it all."
Rod touched his chin and secretly assessed his strength.
The strengthening of visceral functions cannot directly enhance the strength and agility of the body, but it can play a role similar to integration and coordination.
Prior to this, due to the fragility of the viscera, the strength of Rod's whole body was actually not fully utilized.
Because once the full force explodes, the internal organs will be injured.
But at this moment, with the improvement of the strength of the viscera, this restriction has gradually disappeared, and the overall circle is the same, and the strength that Rhodes can exert has also increased by two percent!
What a horrible increase!
With Rhodes' strength at this time, even if it is only two percent, it is enough to defeat the ordinary more than 100 million pirates, and ordinary revolutionary army cadres may not be able to withstand it.
"The strength of this level should have surpassed that of Rao G at the beginning, I don't know how much gap there is between him and the vice admiral of the Navy Headquarters."
A hint of thought flashed in Rod's eyes.
"However, even if there is still a gap in strength, but with the power of thunder and swordsmanship, my destructive power is completely comparable to that of an ordinary lieutenant general, or even surpassed."
There is also a big gap between the lieutenant generals of the headquarters.
Ordinary people are estimated to be easily killed by an existence of Doflamingo's level, but the top lieutenant general of the headquarters can compete in a short period of time and not fall behind.
Of course, Mr. Karp is an exception.
All in all, after refining the dirt, Rhodes's physical strength has been greatly improved, his breathing is long and profound, his basic qualities such as strength have also been strengthened, and his overall strength has risen by a small notch.
If you face the combination of Rao G and Harmon again, you should be able to end the battle faster.
At that moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Kerra opened the door and entered.
As soon as she came in, her eyes locked on the fist strength testing machine in front of Rode, and when she saw the clear fist mark on it, she was slightly surprised:
"Have you cultivated physical arts?"
If you swing a sword, this destructive power is of course nothing, but with a fist, it is a bit surprising.
"No, I've been getting stronger and stronger lately." Rod said.
“……”
A few black lines couldn't help but appear on Kerra's crystal forehead, what does it mean to become stronger when you practice?
And this is a loss?!
Judging from her, a master of physical skills who is proficient in fish-man karate, the power of this punch completely exceeds her mischief.
Kella said with some self-suff: "Don't talk about strength. ”
"The leader asked me to call you over, it seems that an important task has been issued, let's hurry over."
"Okay, I'll take a shower first, my whole body smells of sweat." Rod said.
"Go, go, go."
Kerra was a little impatient and spoke in a very impulsive tone.
While waiting, Kerra came to the fist tester with a blank face, mustered all his strength, and slammed out a punch.
Then Kella unsurprisingly found that her punch couldn't even leave a mark on the boxing testing machine.
“……”
Kerra twitched her eyebrows, and she took a deep breath to resist the urge to dissect Rod's freak.
Of course, doing so is likely to result in a backhand by Rhodes.
Rod took a quick bath, and soon got dressed and walked out of the bathroom, and said to Kerra:
"Let's go."
“……”
Kella didn't say a word, puffed up and led the way in front, and the whole pretty face was clearly written with the four big words "very unhappy".
Rhodes is too lazy to take care of it, can he still be blamed for increasing his strength so quickly?
In silence.
The two kept moving forward.
Rhodes was surprised to find that Kella was taking him outside the castle headquarters.
"Isn't it because you're angry and trying to find a place to fight me?"
"Then should I give way, or should I be stronger......"
Feeling the increasingly strange gaze behind her, Kella finally couldn't hold her breath anymore and snorted coldly:
"It's a fight."
"Your strength is too strong, in order to prevent the castle from being destroyed, the battle site is set outside."
As soon as she finished speaking, Rhodes saw many figures standing in the distance. D. Dorag, Fishman Haku and many other high-ranking members of the Revolutionary Army, as well as new revolutionary troops such as Crowe.
Farther away, Sabo was confronting Ryuji in a clearing.
"It seems that this task is very challenging, and Ryuji is actually asked to be in charge of the strength appraisal."
Rod pondered, but his feet did not stop, and he came to Dorag and saluted.
His expression was calm, and his eyes met Dorag's indifferently.
Perhaps the normal revolutionary army, and even characters such as Saab and Kerra will feel nervous and overwhelmed in front of Dorag.
But not for Rod.
In the eyes of Rod, who is a traverser, whether it is the Four Emperor Generals, or Dorag, the Five Old Stars, and other existences, they are just towering mountains waiting for him to step over.
There is respect, but it is impossible to be afraid.
Dorag looked at Rod fixedly, staring at the pair of dark eyes that were as flat as a mirror lake, and suddenly the corners of his mouth lifted, and he said in a low and restrained voice:
"Sure enough, it is the strongest existence in the reserve in the past twenty years."
"It's overrated." Rod is not arrogant or impatient, and he is a steady stroke.
"Good."
Dorag turned around with a smile and said to the two Saabs in the field:
"You two can get started, you don't have to be taboo to go all out, I'll be responsible for your safety."
With Dorag's strength, he is completely enough to control the situation of the battle, and there will be no accidents.
Saab and the two nodded yes.
"Please advise."
Sabo, as a junior, naturally saluted first, and then put on a fighting posture.
"You strike first."
Ryuji held the hilt of his sword and said softly to Sabo, with a condescending look in his expression.
Seeing this, Sabo's expression did not change at all, his hands became claws, and he kept moving around Ryuji, like a cheetah about to attack, looking for a flaw.
Ryuji's expression was always calm.
Even when his back was to Sabo, there was not the slightest fluctuation, and the whole person stood there quietly, one hand lightly resting on the hilt of the sword.
Rod narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at it for a while, and suddenly whispered: "Sabo can't win." ”
Kerra turned her head in surprise, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Sabo is very strong, he can definitely become a senior cadre this year, and Ryuji is also injured." ”
"In my opinion, it's hard to say whether you'll win or lose."
She snorted, not knowing if she was still angry.