Headquarters of Tianxia Group.

Han Jue sat alone in the room that Feng Shayan had arranged for him.

After coming to the World Meeting, Jia Zhengyu made an appointment to meet Feng Zhenghao.

As a "cousin", Han Jue is just a little-known person, so he naturally can't go along.

He honestly stayed in the room and began to cultivate.

In the more than two years of life in Biyou Village, in addition to the task, he spent it in endless cultivation, and he did not dare to relax at all.

Han Jue seized every opportunity to frantically temper his body.

Do everything you can to improve your strength.

He knew very well that only by cultivating desperately at any cost could he survive in this cruel world where aliens were respected.

Although Inhumans are equally subject to the constraints and protections of the law.

This is not the case.

Every time there is a conflict, no one wants to administer justice for those strangers who unfortunately die.

Taking Quansex as an example, Xia Liuqing has killed as many as 97 humans in his life.

Among them, there are both Inhumans who kill head-on, and ordinary people who harm the pond fish.

He was still alive and well in the Inhuman Realm.

Ten guys, all of them, four families, and major alien schools turn a blind eye to this.

Han never dared to imagine that in the future, if the Wang family found out that he was still alive, he would rekindle the killing machine.

How will he face it?

Who will help him?

Maybe Ma Xianhong and some people from the Twelve Upper Roots will help out.

That's just a possibility.

In this world, no one can be relied on.

Only rely on your own fists!

The so-called seeking others is better than seeking oneself.

Han Jue took off his shirt and trousers and changed into a pair of quick-drying shorts.

He stood barefoot on the ground shirtless, taking a deep breath and his eyes becoming more determined.

The bronze muscles of the upper body are like dragon knots, bulging and flashing with indescribable brilliance.

He silently mobilized 2000+ strength, unleashed the Seven Wounds Fist, and raised the sandbag-sized iron fist in front of him.

A heavy and furious breath came over his face.

Staring at the strong and powerful fist, Han Jue smashed his fist hard into his abdomen.

"Uhh

Energetic energy penetrates through the body.

The entire upper body seemed to be torn into countless pieces in an instant.

The pain was so severe that he couldn't help but hunch.

His face was distorted, and his forehead was bruised.

Covered in cold sweat like rain, his mouth let out a painful roar like a beast.

The strength of the Seven Injuries Fist penetrated through his skin, wantonly destroying the muscle cells of his body.

The internal organs are as if they have been cut by a sharp blade.

In comparison, the brutal interrogation he suffered in the Wang family's cell was simply insignificant.

"Ho...... Ho...... Uh......h Ahhh......h

The body curls up in a ball.

Han Jue gritted his teeth and endured the tragic torture caused by the Seven Wounds Fist.

Until consciousness gradually blurs.

He barely bred himself up and sat cross-legged.

Easy tendon and marrow, full operation!

The Yi Jin Sutra, which had already reached the third week of Tianhong-level Futu, rapidly expanded the pores of the whole body and absorbed air nutrients.

Nourishes and repairs severely damaged muscle cells.

The Purifying Soul Sutra, which has also reached the third realm, constantly cleanses Han Jue's heart and will.

So that he always kept a little conscious.

Half an hour is fleeting.

The tile floor under Han Jue's body was stained with water and almost wet.

After briefly adjusting his breathing, he mobilized 2000+ strength again and continued to bombard his body with seven wounded punches.

Cycle after cycle, back and forth.

This is a cruel training method that he came up with without blessing the golden bell jar and the iron cloth shirt, which can temper his flesh, blood, bones, bones, and spirits to the greatest extent.

Han Jue still remembers that the first time he used the Seven Wounds Fist to mobilize 1000+ power to bombard his body, the indescribable pain penetrated his soul, and countless cracked wounds stained him into a bloody man, directly making him faint in front of his eyes.

The scene was bloody and fierce, and Ma Xianhong and Bi Yuan, who rushed to the scene after hearing the news, turned pale with fright.

Three hours later.

A knock on the door woke Han Jue from his cultivation state.

"Who?!"

He looked up at the door, his mouth breathing like thunder, and slowly finished his work.

"Brother Jia, it's me, Feng Xingtong."

"Wait a minute, it's coming."

Han Jue regained his composure, got up and opened the door.

The white-haired Zhengtai Feng Xingtong stood alone at the door and said with a smile, "Brother Jia, my sister asked me to invite you to dinner." Daddy and your cousin have finished talking, and are ready to wash the dust for you. ”

As he spoke, his curious gaze fell on Han Jue's naked and sturdy upper body.

Why do you sweat so much?

What was he doing in the room?

A series of question marks flashed in Feng Xingtong's heart.

"Okay, if you don't mind, you come in and wait for me, I'll clean up."

Han Jue turned around and walked to the bathroom.

While he was rinsing his body in the shower, Feng Xingtong looked at the ground as if it had been soaked in water, with a look of disbelief.

On the smooth tiles, a "human" shaped water stain is faintly visible.

What exactly is this?

If it is said that it is the traces left by "Brother Jia" who accidentally knocked over the kettle, Feng Xingtong will not believe it if he kills him.

He pondered for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reason, and finally had to give up.

Han Jue dried his body and changed into refreshing clothes.

The whole person looks shining, and the temperament is deep and introverted.

Feng Xingtong was in a trance for a while.

"Damn, this guy is really handsome...... The body is so strong...... If I were my sister, I might be tempted when I saw this scene, right? ”

He muttered to himself.

"Hey, shouldn't we go?"

Han Jue looked at Feng Xingtong who was stunned strangely.

"Oh oh oh ......" Feng Xingtong's cheeks were hot, as if he had just woken up from a dream, "Let's go." ”

The two came to the in-house restaurant of the Tianxia Group.

Several cadres of the World Association, led by Feng Shayan, were chatting with Jia Zhengyu.

Among them are several faces that Han Jue is familiar with.

Feng Yaya, Chen Guo, Tan Sing, Lao Hu, Yuan'er, all of them are listed.

It seems that these are all the cadres who are stationed at the headquarters of the Tianxia Group.

Feng Zhenghao has not yet appeared.

"Come on, everyone, let me introduce you to Master Jia......"

Feng Xingtong took Han Jue to the dining table, and enthusiastically introduced Han Jue's identity to the strangers present.

"This is Master Jia's cousin, Jia ......, also from Jiajia Village in the west," he forced a laugh and continued with the corners of his mouth twitching, "Brother Jia Zhengzheng." From today onwards, he will also be a member of our World Association. ”

"Bang Bang ......"

The youngest and cutest Feng Yaya let go of the big-headed doll in her arms and applauded excitedly.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome." Her voice was soft and cute.

Chen Guo, who is used to closing his eyes.

Tan sang in a straight suit.

An old beard in big pants.

and a girl with an indifferent face.

The four of them stood up and clapped their hands in welcome.

Only Jia Zhengyu sat on the chair and did not move.

Han Jue was smiling and polite, greeted them one by one, and sat down next to Jia Zhengyu.

Four cadres were secretly observing him.

Jia Zhengyu joined the World Club, and they were convinced.

After all, the other party has a good reputation, has the aura of Jiajia Village, and is a master personally invited by the president.

Who is this Jia Zhengjing?

Listening to the name gives people a funny feeling.

I think that when they were hired as cadres, they were verified by the most professional martial arts test room in the world.

Only those who meet the required force value are qualified to become cadres.

Is he qualified?!