Late at night, Xiao Miao had already fallen asleep, the first time she slept on such a soft bed, she didn't dare to go up to sleep at first, and finally it was Kun Wu who hugged her to let her sleep with peace of mind.

Although they have only met for a day, this little girl is already quite dependent on Kungo.

Kungo also likes this simple and kind little girl, but he has to think about more things.

Where the hell is this? And how do you get out of here?

On this day, Kunwu has found a lot of unreasonable places, and there has always been a sense of disobedience in his heart, but he can't say where this sense of disobedience comes from.

Lying on his back on the soft velvet bed, Kungo's eyes were shining with gold, and above him, several throwing knives were flying up and down.

Mental power to control objects, this ability has been shown by chance once when Kunwu was six stars, but at that time, with all his strength, it was just a soup spoon that moved.

But now, he can easily do all of this.

As for the previous performance in the restaurant, in addition to being a deterrent, it was also not without the purpose of testing.

"The mental power level evaluation given by the Juggernaut has been done. I'm the Seven Stars. But now the question is, what is the use of me being seven stars in this world? ”

Kun Wu had just done the mental power evaluation that the Lord had given him, and he was already a proper Seven-Star Hunter.

Soul promotion, the strength of spiritual power is more than thirty times that of before, with his current spiritual power, dealing with a person who does not have spiritual power defense is just a matter of thought.

The longhorned tiger from before, and the greedy city gate guard, are all examples of this.

Killing people invisibly, all that needs to be done is just a thought.

This is actually a rather terrible temptation, and Kungo knows that if he was back then, maybe he would really go down the wrong path after a long time.

But now, he won't.

"Xiao Miao said that he saw me in the river, and the upper stream of the river was only a day's distance from where Xiao Miao was, that is, about 100 kilometers. And the source of the water source is one hundred and thirty kilometers away from Gangduo City in a straight line! ”

Kungo had already asked Isidor about the data before, so he could simulate the results of the calculations at this time.

"Under normal circumstances, this distance is absolutely affected by the phenomenon of space-time wormholes. Moreover, the entire city of Gangdo is still on the hills, and it is possible to look far away from the heights, and it is possible to see it directly when the weather is good! ”

"But why hasn't anyone seen a space-time wormhole? Didn't I come out of a wormhole in space-time? So how did I get out? There is a lot of disobedience in this world, and many things have an inexplicable sense of immediacy, what is this? ”

"Most importantly, I always felt as if I had forgotten something, but I couldn't remember anything. What the hell have I forgotten? ”

Kun Wu thought hard for most of the night, and finally had to give up for the time being.

It was almost dawn, and he took a nap, and with the strength of his body and soul now, sleeping was already a kind of leisure program that could be customized.

Before Miao woke up, Kungo had already woken up, washed the little girl, changed into the gorgeous clothes that Isidor had asked the servants to prepare overnight, and then left the gorgeous room.

"Good morning, sir!" Isidor would get up very early every morning to practice in the courtyard, and when he saw Kungo coming out, he used the practice sword in his hand to pull a sword flower, "Do I have the pleasure of having a discussion with Mr.?" ”

Kun Wu blinked, the other party was a four-star peak strength, and he had also asked before, the four-star in this world was already quite a bull X existence, called the Golden Warrior.

Further up the five-star Dou Sheng, the six-star Dou Shen is simply in the legend.

Of course, Kun, who knew this, was very proud, but he was a little worried now, did he agree to the other party?

"Lord Duke, you may not know me well. I'm a person who learns the art of killing! Kungo asked Miao to wait for him on the side, and he walked to the weapon rack in that row and drew a spear.

This spear is not actually intended for actual combat, as it is something completely solid metal. The gun should be a light and flexible weapon, and this all-metal solid weapon looks mighty, but it doesn't really do much on the battlefield.

It's not just about the weight, it's about the use.

It would be foolish to just think of a spear as a pointed iron rod.

This gun is placed here purely to hone its strength.

It is made of a special metal that has almost no advantages other than its weight.

Kungo's vision saw the "attributes" of the spear.

Length: 173CM, diameter: 3CM. WEIGHT: 233KG. Material: Special mineral metal, specific gravity: 55.

"Lord Duke! Truth be told, I'm afraid I'll kill you! Kungo looked unkind.

He waved the heavy spear in his hand as if he were holding a weightless object, and then flicked his hand seemingly casually.

I saw that the spear turned into a black light and pierced directly into the ground.

The spear plunged into the ground, leaving only a fist-sized hole in the ground.

A few seconds later, a faint sound of shaking could be heard beneath the ground.

Isidor almost stared out of his eyes, he knew he wasn't Kungo's match, but he didn't expect him to be so much worse than Kungo.

Don't think that just a lot of strength is enough.

Power, speed, angle, technique, all are indispensable.

This is the Duke's Palace, the ground is solid and compact, and there is a palm-thick diamond on it, this kind of stone is the hardest stone in the world, and only the great nobles can afford to use it to repair houses.

And gray iron is useless except for its weight, this thing is more brittle than crystal, and a hammer is a slag.

Isidor knew very well that his own strength could at most plunge the spear into the ground, and he had to prepare for it, otherwise it would probably be the result of directly smashing the spear.

"Sir, what is your strength? Fighting Saint? Still is...... God of Fighting? Isidore's heart was beating wildly when he asked this.

"How do I know! I have amnesia, you know! And there is such a thing as strength, sometimes there is no way to quantify, do you want me to kill a few gold or something to prove what level it is? At this point, Kungo rubbed his chin again, "yes, do you have the kind of stone that you can know what grade you are when you touch it?" ”

Isidor shook his head vigorously: "I've never heard of it!" ”

Kungo shrugged his shoulders with pity: "I thought it was." Come to think of it, I vaguely remember that someone said that my level was called Seven Stars! ”

"Seven stars?"