"Haha, Bishop Christian, our traditional kung fu is indeed about transforming energy, but just now, I didn't use any transforming energy."

Qi Shenxian smiled and said, "I use pure strength, all of it belongs to my own strength, and there is no such thing as leveraging the force to fight."

Christian said calmly: "Then, you can prove it to show me!"

He really didn't want Qi Shuinxian, a bad guy, to get into the Holy Church, so he used all the words of Zhihua.

Qi Wenxian swept around the backyard, then saw a big tree and said, "Okay, Lu Zhishen pulled down the weeping willows in ancient times. So, today I will demonstrate the divine power in the novel of Romance to you!"

After saying this, he walked towards the big tree.

This big tree is about five or six meters tall and its trunk is very thick. Even a tall and strong adult man like Robben cannot surround it with his arms.

Qi Jianxian didn't know where the Pope found out that he had divine power. However, since the old Pope gave him this name, he naturally had to perform well and make these cardinals convinced.

Christian was shocked when he saw Qi Yin seemingly ready to pull up the big tree, and was secretly shocked: "He is really here? Is there such a strong person in this world? Is there really a spirit of Judge Samson on him?"

Samson's reputation in the Holy Church is so great. After all, he is extremely powerful and invincible. He can be said to be an idol in the hearts of many men.

Qi Xin took off his suit jacket and threw it directly to Li Yunwan. Then he rolled up his sleeves and said, "If I could pull out this tree, would it prove that I had the spirit of Judge Samson?"

Robben said solemnly: "You can pull up such a big tree without borrowing any external force. Of course, no one will have any questions. Samson's power is the first among our holy teachings..."

Before Qi Jianxian could finish his words, he had already squatted down his horse stance, opened his hands, and hugged the big tree.

His arms could not be surrounded by the whole tree, but when he hugged the tree, his fingers used force, and the force of his fingertips penetrated into the trunk, and ten fingers pierced deeply like iron nails!

It is relatively easier for an ordinary master to break such a tree with his strength, but it is too difficult to pull it up!

After all, trees have roots. If they are rooted in the mud, they need to uproot them. The power they need is too great and exaggerated.

But Qi's easy power is no longer a human category. Moreover, the boxing skills he practices are also taking a strong and domineering path, and his own strength and talent are much better than ordinary people.

"Qua!"

Qi's breathing sank slowly, and a toad chirping sound came out of his abdomen. He exhaled violently. The breath was scorching and violent, and it was even enough to blow a person down.

Everyone saw the muscles under his shirt swelling up, almost swelling their clothes!

Amid the stunned expressions of the cardinals, Qi Wenxian leaned back, pushed his feet to the ground, and pulled out forcefully!

The big tree began to be lifted up, and the roots hidden in the soil were also taken out.

"The strength is to spread the mountain and the spirit is beyond the world!" Li Yunwan's mind was only such a poem at this moment.

This poem describes Xiang Yu, the King of Chu who is able to carry the tripod, but it is not an exaggeration to use it on Qi Shenxian at this moment.

"boom!"

The soil was suddenly lifted up by lush roots and flew everywhere. The whole tree was pulled out directly.

He twisted his waist, shook his shoulders, and threw the big tree horizontally to the wall.

This scene made the pope tremble. He really didn't expect that Qi Zhong would be able to grow to this level. A big tree was pulled out as soon as he said...

"What?!" Robben couldn't help but exclaim as he looked at this scene, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The Cardinals were all stiff-skinned and couldn't say a word.

With such power, and the Pope also said that Qi Xinxian had the spirit of Judge Samson. At this moment, he directly used divine power to lift a tree. How could they refute such a picture with words?

Christian also trembled repeatedly and said, "Divine power is really divine power! The temperament and this power on him are not something that mortals can possess... Could it be that he is really the Son sent by the Holy Lord to spread the gospel? He carries the spirit of Judge Samson?"

Qi Shinxian patted his hands, slapped the wood chips that were picked from the tree, and said lightly: "Now, who else questioned me?"

The cardinals looked at each other, then shook their heads and stopped talking.

Even Christian was convinced, bowed deeply to the Pope, and said, "Dear Your Majesty, I should not doubt your supreme words. You are the spokesperson of the Holy Lord in the mortal world. Everything you do is to spread the gospel of the Holy Lord! I apologize to you here because I am not pious enough..."

But the Pope reached out and touched Christian's head gently, and said, "Christian, you don't have to blame yourself too much. After all, it is indeed too incredible that the will of the Holy Lord came to a Chinese. If you have some doubts, this is also a very normal thing!"

"But you also have to remember that this world was created by the Holy Lord..."

"All creatures are the children of the Holy Lord!"

"The lord of the Holy Lord has no boundaries and no distinction between skin color!"

Everyone listened to the Pope and couldn't help but bow to the Pope.

Even Qi and Yinyin followed the example and said, "What the Pope's Crown says is extremely true!"

The Pope couldn't help but feel happy. Qi Xunyi had such ability, and it would be too cost-effective to make him become the Archbishop of the Southern District. After all, if he showed such divine power in front of the believers, he would undoubtedly shock a large number of people and bring more faith to the Holy Church!

"The Heavenly Lord of Fortune is Vital!" Qi Jianxian said secretly in his heart.

The pope smiled and said, "Then, no one has any objections to let Bishop Qi serve as the archbishop of our southern district?"

Everyone shook their heads and said they had no objection.

The pope nodded to the assistant, and the assistant immediately stepped back. After a moment, he ran back with a tray. On the tray, there was a very eye-catching red dress and a scepter symbolizing the power of the Holy Church in the Southern District.

The scepter is not very long, but the material is quite special. You can tell at a glance that it is a thing with a relatively long history.

"For the day after tomorrow, you can wear this red dress! I will personally appoint you." The Pope said.

Qi Shuinxian breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face.

After your buddy becomes the archbishop of the Southern District, who dares to accuse me of being a terrorist? At that time, with a wave of the scepter, the believers of the Holy Church can drown these guys with saliva!
Chapter completed!