The coming-of-age ceremony of the second son of the Vetol family was attended by many dignitaries, including the big names of the consulates of various countries in the port of Tulun.

In the crowd, the tall Sherlock held a glass of whiskey from the Ice Sea Kingdom, took a sip of wine, and looked at Joe standing on the high platform with an expressionless face.

Several diplomats from the Ice Sea Kingdom stood nearby, chatting with the people around them in a relaxed manner.

When everyone heard that Joe's talent show was 'strength', these well-informed diplomats couldn't help but chuckle in unison - they naturally all knew what kind of virtue this young master Qiao of the Weitu family was.

Every diplomat on assignment is a natural intelligence officer.

They were stationed in the port of Tulum, how could they have let go of any news of the Vetou family? They naturally knew what kind of person Joe was, and they all knew Joe's study experience at the Judicial College and how he joined the police department as a representative of the outstanding graduates.

A gentleman who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it......

"What else can he perform besides strength? Isn't it, Sherlock? The Consul General of the Ice Sea Kingdom in Tulun Harbor, a short and sturdy old man, Count Xia Fei, smiled lightly.

"Maybe it's going to be a blockbuster?" Sherlock drank the liquor from his glass and grinned, "Maybe it's a blockbuster!" ”

"I hope so!" Count Xia Fei shrugged his shoulders, his gaze had already passed through the crowd, and fell on Freret: "Compared with this Young Master Qiao, I value this noble highness more...... Sherlock, do you think that the Delen Empire formed the Marines for internal power struggle, or for external expansion? ”

Sherlock shook his head, just looking at the dozen or so Vetu guards who were walking with a barbell and struggling step by step.

These guards of the Weitu family have all opened the sea of power and energy, and their physical strength is at least thousands of pounds, this barbell that doesn't seem to be big in size actually makes more than a dozen of them unable to straighten their waists?

"Expansion?" Sherlock muttered, "Where is the room for them to expand until a new colony is discovered?" If they want to obtain greater benefits under the existing system, the size of their officially announced Marine Corps is inevitably too small. ”

"Internal power struggle?" Sherlock tilted his head slightly: "I believe this is the reason, what do you think?" ”

"Is that so? Then my report for next month, it will be easy to write, I trust your judgment. Count Xia Fei muttered, "Look at this barbell, how much does it weigh?" Even if it is made of pure steel, can such a volume be 5,000 pounds? ”

"Wow, maybe they deliberately made such a difficult appearance to highlight that their young master is not a ...... Rubbish? "The Kingdom of St. Sia, the new consul general in the port of Tulun, Marquis Turanda, didn't know when he came over, he took a glass of wine, and laughed softly: "I even suspect that this barbell is hollow?" ”

Count Xia Fei raised his eyebrows, and got together with the Marquis of Turanda with great interest.

"So, do you have any reliable information here about the events of Loeff Heights on the night of the 28th?" The Marquis of Turando sent a formal invitation to Count Chauffeur: "As you know, the power of the Consulate General of St. Sia in the port of Tulum has been greatly weakened, and I hope to get some reliable news from you. ”

"In exchange......" the Marquis of Turando whispered his terms.

Sherlock smiled, and he walked over to the long table beside him, poured himself a glass of wine, and then walked with a relaxed step, little closer to the wooden platform where Joe was.

Freret, Lucien, Hanievi, and a group of noble children of the imperial capital stood a little further from the wooden platform, somewhere between the passionate maidens and the discerning ladies.

Philette took a glass of wine and whispered, "It's vulgar...... Barbell? The great Mu Zaishang, why didn't he make a bear and perform animal fighting and killing live? ”

Lucien hurriedly looked around: "Your Highness, be cautious, this is someone's territory...... How so? It's southern, after all, rich, but lacks tradition. Don't talk about these lucky nouveau riche, even those big families with inheritance......"

Lucien pouted at the group of aristocratic lords beside Hesse: "You see, those big people with 'Feng' in their names, what they show is different from those merchants with 'Rong' in their names?" ”

"This is the South, Your Highness, far from the heart of the Empire, where money reigns supreme." Lucien shrugged his shoulders and whispered, "Even if it's the same Juncker...... The Junckers of the South are also the most vulgar and unliterate kinds. ”

Lucien spoke carefully, trying to keep his voice low so that only a few people around him could hear him.

It's just that Lucien didn't pay attention, and Frevice and the others didn't pay attention.

Among the people present, far away, Hesse, Rose, Leah, Sherlock, and Turando glanced at him at the same time.

Joe stepped off the wooden platform.

More than a dozen family guards walked over step by step carrying the barbell.

The lever of the barbell is the thickness of the mouth of the bowl and is 12 feet long. To the right and left of the lever were pitch-black barbell plates, each more than four feet in diameter and more than two inches thick.

The thickness of the barbell plates on the left and right sides of the lever adds up to nearly two feet.

The ladies in front of the wooden platform subconsciously retreated far away, such a huge pair of barbells, the visual impact is great, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression, these delicate ladies are like seeing a tiger's little rabbit, their pretty faces are slightly white, and they can't help but retreat.

The ladies took a few steps forward with a look of amazement.

"What an exaggerated barbell."

"It's so exciting!"

"Dear Leah, her son has a good body."

"But if you want me to say, is the coming-of-age ceremony just a performance of lifting a barbell? It's a bit too bad. ”

The ladies whispered, and all kinds of gossip flew around.

Hesse, who had already drunk two bottles of spirits and had a red nose, laughed triumphantly: "Everyone, my son, Joe, will surprise everyone...... Or rather, shock! ”

"You don't need poetry, you don't need art, you don't need music, you don't need writing...... That's all stuff. A real man, a man with iron bones, as long as there is strength, it is enough! ”

"I know, a lot of people say that Joe is a gentleman...... But my son of Hesse can't be a gentleman! ”

Hesse exclaimed triumphantly: "Aha, today, I would like to ask you to witness that my son, Joe, is a truly remarkable man, a treasure of our Vetto, and a jewel of the port of Tulum!" ”

The many old men standing beside Hesse had very embarrassed expressions.

The 'treasure' of the Rittal family, very good, whatever you want to call it.

But the 'pearl of Tulum port'? That's too much, it's too shameless. If the 'pearls' of Tulun Port are like Joe, then the future of Tulun Port will not be bright!

The whispers in the crowd grew louder and louder, and even more jealous young people made noise and noise in the crowd.

"My son, Joe, the sea of power that only opened on the night of mid-autumn." Hesse said unhurriedly: "This barbell is made of abyssal magic iron, and its net weight is 188,000 pounds!" ”

Hesse's voice was so penetrating that it overwhelmed all the cacophony and spread throughout the Hattu mansion.

Everyone at the scene closed their mouths at the same time, their eyes widened one by one, and their expressions were like ghosts.

No one spoke, no one moved, everyone kept their faces strained and held their breath.

In the crowd, Freret's five fingers suddenly exerted, and the wine glass in his hand silently cracked like a spider's web. A chill seeped from Fredete's fingertips, freezing the entire glass, freezing the spirits into ice cubes.

Lucien's face drooped, and his eyes flickered as he looked at Joe standing in front of the wooden platform.

It is undoubtedly extremely vulgar and vulgar to show off one's talents by lifting a barbell at a coming-of-age ceremony and showing off one's strength in the most rude way.

But when the weight of this barbell reached 188,000 pounds......

All contempt and ridicule are like a dream bubble, self-defeating.

Just opened up the sea of power, there is a force of 188,000 pounds?

In the royal secret files of the Delen Empire, there is a record that can be followed, but it is only 230,000 pounds.

With 188,000 pounds of 'Primal Power', it can be ranked in the top 300 of the Delen Empire's historical records. And these people, all of whom were influential figures in the history of the Delen Empire, directly influenced the direction of the empire, and even affected the situation on the continent of Medland.

Heniway, who was standing beside Freette, suddenly spoke softly: "The maximum lethality of a knight's long-range attack will not exceed the basic physical strength...... And the strength of the primordial physical strength directly determines the future cultivation effect and strength ......"

"The stronger the primordial physical strength, after opening up the seven veins, the greater the increase in physical strength obtained between each level, the greater the lethality of the knight's power, and the stronger the basic increase in all aspects of the physical body." Haniewi smiled, leaned over to Freret's side and whispered, "Your Highness......"

"Shut up, I know more about these cultivation common senses than you!" The shattered glass in Freret's hand turned into a ball of ice hockey.

More than a dozen guards came up to Joe and carefully placed the barbell on the ground.

The heavy barbell plates sank deep into the ground, and everyone heard the dull sound of dirt being squeezed by a huge weight.

"Joe, let everyone in Tulun Harbor witness that you are worthy of the glory of the Ritu, and that you have the ability to make the Ritujia stronger." Leah stood on the edge of the wooden platform, her face flushed and her eyes proudly looking down at the many glittering ladies below.

Well, there are also those little girls from big families......

The corners of Leah's mouth curled slightly, and her mind was as dizzy and cheerful as if she was drunk.

She knew what these women were thinking—envy, jealousy, resentment, depression...... Ho ho, Joe is her Leah's son, and he has nothing to do with you.

And those little girls who stared at Joe's eyes like hungry wolves, 'Ho Ho Ho'!

"If you want to kidnap my baby Joe, let's see if you have the means......"

Leah's eyes swept over the pretty daughters, and she laughed hysterically in her heart.

Joe shrugged his shoulders and twisted his waist, then he bent down, grasped the barbell bar with both hands, and gently and deftly lifted the huge barbell to put it mildly.

Lifting the barbell above his head with both hands, Qiao only felt that his hands were fluttering, and he subconsciously, with both hands, he rotated the barbell on the top of his head for a few turns.

There was a dead silence in the audience, and after a full minute, all the guests gasped at the same time, and then the entire banquet hall exploded.