Text Chapter 87 is really fateful
In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and two suns seemed to appear in the sky.
One of them is full of golden light, shining all over the nine heavens and ten earths, without adding a cent, not subtracting a single point.
The other sun was as red as blood, but the radiant light was as cold as ice, without the slightest temperature, and filled with an evil and cruel force.
"It's a True Realm Martial Artist again?! And it's a real Destiny Martial Skill!"
Zhao Han's eyes narrowed into a slit, and his five senses struggled to open, greedily paying attention to everything in front of him, refusing to let go of even the slightest change.
This was the third True-level Master he had encountered, but it was the first time he had seen a True-level Martial Artist perform his Vital Martial Arts in his full state.
Previously, in the secret realm of Xiaomang Mountain, the blood wolf he encountered would only be a wisp of remnant soul, and his strength was less than one-tenth of his full state, and the real strong man he met on the Black Shark ship later also made a shallow shot, and it was difficult to get a glimpse of the whole picture.
Only at this moment, this true-level blood-robed scarface man made a move, and the strength of the true-level master was completely exposed in front of Zhao Han, allowing him to truly experience the super strength of a martial artist of this level.
"I was in front of him, and I didn't fight back. ”
After the five senses diverged, Zhao Han's five senses were sharpened to the extreme, and all kinds of information were fed back and synthesized, and a conclusion was reached that was reasonable, but made him extremely depressed.
However, he knew that this was the truth, and the gap between him and the True Rank Martial Artist was too big for it to be made up for by means and stratagems.
In mid-air, the blood-colored sun disappeared at a glance, and the time it stayed was less than a thousandth of a finger, but even so, when everyone's eyesight recovered, they were so frightened by the scene in front of them that they didn't dare to speak, and they didn't even dare to come out.
I saw that the place where the most noisy and quarrel had been fierce before had now turned into a pit several feet deep, and the hundreds of slaves who had been crowded here, the people who had surrendered themselves, and their reported accomplices had completely disappeared at this moment.
Hundreds of people lost their lives with a single sword.
Such a method, such a heart, in an instant, made everyone silent, even those who were still entangled in the fine work and the accomplices who were reported by them closed their mouths at this moment, for fear of angering the murderer in front of him who did not care about human life at all.
"Listen, I'll say the last time, I don't need you to refute, whoever is reported will stand up honestly, and if he doesn't come out, the people next to him will help him come out. Otherwise......"
Scarface's words were an understatement, but the slaves around him shivered involuntarily, and then these numb eyes gradually became sharp, even vicious, and swept the surroundings directly, as if looking for enemies who did not share the sky.
Under the strong suppression of the blood-robed Scarface, the next actions were extremely smooth, except for some small works that were exposed and reported one after another, the rest of the slaves were screened and shunted everywhere one by one.
After some observation, Zhao Han already had a preliminary understanding of the Blood Shark Thief.
This organization, called the Water Pirates, is not only incredibly large, with a total number of more than 500,000 personnel, but also has a detailed division of the governance structure, which is divided into seven parts, including the War Hall, the Torture Hall, the Medicine Hall, the Instrument Hall, the City Hall, and the Fengwen Hall.
And what the strong man arranged for Zhao Han to enter was the medicine hall that was responsible for the daily alchemy of the blood shark thieves to heal their illnesses and injuries.
Three hours later, it was finally Zhao Han's turn.
But before he could speak, the Blood Shark Thief in charge of registration threw over a piece of wooden tablet and shouted impatiently: "This is your brand, unless you join the Blood Shark Thief, otherwise, this number is your name." What are your strengths?"
In the eyes of these Blood Shark Thieves, slaves are no different from livestock, and unless they can stand out and become one of them, they won't even look at them directly.
Hearing this, Zhao Han took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "My body is very strong and I have a lot of strength. ”
"Strong body, great strength, haha, it's really laughing to death!" The blood shark listened and laughed and looked Zhao Han up and down, then pointed to a stone tablet behind him, and snorted, "Go and try your strength, if it's less than 10,000 catties, I'll screw your head off as the price for you to tease me." ”
"As long as it reaches 10,000 catties, will I pass the test?" Zhao Han nodded, looking at the stone tablet not far away, and the power scattered throughout his body quickly gathered.
"Yo he, your tone is quite big, boy!" Perhaps it was Zhao Han's indifferent expression that made this blood shark thief extremely unhappy, he sneered, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and shouted, "I've changed my mind now, 30,000 catties! You have to play at least 30,000 catties of punch power before you can pass the test!"
When the words fell, there was an uproar all around, even those numb slaves also looked at Zhao Han with sympathetic eyes at this moment.
I think that when he was in Luliuzhen, Zhao Han's physical strength was only more than 4,000 catties, and he could dominate the younger generation, and his strength of 30,000 catties was something that ordinary martial artists who built a foundation seven or eight times could not do.
At this moment, even the blind can see that Zhao Han is deliberately making things difficult, but the ruthless methods of the blood-robed scarface man before have made the slaves lose their resistance mentality, even if they sympathize with Zhao Han's experience at this time, they dare not have the slightest words.
"30,000 catties?!"
It's just that to everyone's surprise, including this blood shark thief, Zhao Han, who was deliberately making trouble, did not have the slightest expression of unwillingness and resentment on his face, his face was flat, and his expression was straightforward, as if he didn't take the trouble of this blood shark thief to heart at all.
In front of everyone's eyes, Zhao Han Shi Ran walked to the stone tablet about two zhang high, eight feet wide, dark and simple, made a fist with his left hand, raised it gently, and then gently touched it on the stone tablet.
After the whole set of actions, there was no explosion of accumulation, as if it was as easy as drinking water and eating, which made those slaves who were still looking forward to it extremely disappointed.
This...... It's self-defeating!
Even if you know that your strength is insufficient, but at least you have to do your best, this blood shark thief's methods are so ferocious, aren't you looking for death like this?!
"Sure enough, another fool who can't do anything...... How is that possible?!"
Seeing Zhao Han like this, the blood shark thief laughed fiercely, clenched his fist, and made a crackling bone explosion sound, and was about to step forward to take Zhao Han down, but was stunned by the changes on the stone tablet.
I saw that the dark stele suddenly lit up with a milky white pillar of light, and from the pedestal upwards, it just crossed the mark "three", not more than a point, not less than a centimeter, so accurate that it was almost suspected that it was cheating.
This stele is called the Measuring Power Tablet, and it is a tool specially used to measure the strength of the blow. When the stele is hit hard, it will give different reactions according to the force of the moment of the hit, for example, the milky white pillar of light is in 10,000 catties, the red pillar of light is in 100,000 catties, and then the orange and yellow represent the million catties, and the dark green represents 10 million catties.
Zhao Han's punch, according to the display on the weight tablet, was no more, no less, it was exactly 30,000 catties, which just stepped on the qualified line required by the other party.
"Did I pass the test?" Zhao Han turned his head, and shrugged his shoulders with a look on the corner of his mouth that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
In fact, for him, after recovering from his injuries, he has been able to mobilize nearly forty percent of his strength at his peak, and with Zhao Han's super physique after cultivating the first transformation of gods and demons, his strength has reached 10,000 stones, and forty percent of his strength is 4,000 stones, close to 500,000 catties.
The assessment standard of 30,000 catties is effortless for him.
But for the sake of the plan in his heart, in order to recover completely as soon as possible, get rid of the blood curse, and return to Green Willow Town, Zhao Han had to make a name for himself here in order to attract the attention of the high-level blood shark thieves, especially the big man in the medicine hall, so he had to make some outrageous behaviors.
Unfortunately, this blood shark thief became a stepping stone for Zhao Han to become famous.
The blood shark thief, who didn't know that he had been selected by Zhao Han as a stepping stone, glared at Zhao Han viciously, and said in a cold voice, "You...... No, it's just your luck, you do it again!"
"Good. ”
Zhao Han nodded, did not argue, still as before, raised his left hand, clenched his fist, swung it out, and gently touched the stone tablet.
The next moment, the milky white attention rose again, and it stopped, just like the previous scene replayed, after passing the mark "three", not a single point, not a single cent.
When he landed, the surrounding slaves, and even some blood shark thieves who had rushed to see the excitement were in an uproar.
"You...... It must be a broken monument, get out of the way, wait for me to try!"
This blood shark thief was already riding a tiger at this time, and in the face of the excitement, suspicion, or schadenfreude eyes around him, he could hardly bear it, and rushed to the Measuring Monument arrogantly, pushed Zhao Han away, and then mustered all the strength of his body, and punched towards the Measuring Monument!
"Bang!"
After a muffled sound, the milky white pillar of light rose up, all the way up to the mark "seven", and then rose a few small blocks before stopping.
"Seventy-four thousand pounds...... That's right......"
Looking at the readings displayed on the Measuring Strength Tablet, the Blood Shark thief was stunned and finally felt a trace of something wrong, and then looked at Zhao Han's gaze without the previous unscrupulousness, and even had a faint hint of pleading.
"Hey......"
Zhao Han sighed slightly in his heart, at this time, he was ready to send an arrow, and all the foreshadowing he had before was for this moment, especially when the target person had been attracted over, and Zhao Han could not tolerate soft-heartedness.
So, in the expectant eyes of everyone, under the desperate gaze of this blood shark thief, Zhao Han took a few steps forward, stood in front of the Measuring Strength Monument, and in a relaxed and freehand attitude, his fists alternately hit the stone tablet with a different rhythm.
"One-two-three-four, two-two-three-four, three-two-three-four......"
For a while, the milky white pillar of light seemed to be controlled by a pair of magical hands, stepping on the melodic rhythm of the steps, raising and lowering section by section, as if chanting a beautiful song.