Before the scorching palm wind fell on Goethe, he was swept back by the blazing flames.
Explosive-level flames instantly enveloped Modo Pavilion.
‘Flame Palm’ Moduo Pavilion was burned to coke by the flames without even making a sound.
"'Appearance'!"
The representatives of the martial arts school, four men and one woman, exclaimed.
The student representatives from the four major martial arts schools were even more stunned.
The two men in suits were pale and trembling with fear.
Before the war started, no one expected such a result.
Even Yi Yuan, the representative of the 'Dongcheng Martial Arts School' who made a clear analysis, only thought that Goethe would last a little longer, but never thought that Goethe would win.
But now, Goethe not only won.
And it was a crushing victory.
"'Appearance'!"
"It's actually a 'manifestation'!"
Zoot, who acted as the referee, stood there muttering to himself, with a look of disbelief on his face.
As a member of the security committee of the '10th Unlimited Fighting Competition', Zot has seen powerful boxers, warriors, and even powerful fighters.
But this was the first time he saw a fighter who could reach the level of 'manifestation'.
Mastering a secret martial art can already be called a fighter.
And if you want to 'manifest the saint', it is a state that is possible only after you raise a secret martial art to the extreme - because not every 'secret weapon' can have the potential to 'manifest the saint'.
Similarly, any fighter who can achieve the state of 'manifestation' is one of a kind.
In the entire Luteng City, there are probably only a few people who can reach this level.
That big shot was far out of his reach, but now he appeared in front of him.
The member of the Safety Committee recalled the scene when he met Goethe as if he was in a dream.
On the student side, Liu Xin, who was wearing twin ponytails, quietly asked Li Yuan beside her.
“What is ‘manifestation’?”
"That was the traditional name before, but now everyone calls it..."
"Absolute territory!"
Li Yuan answered, but his eyes were fixed on Goethe.
"Didn't the principal say that the strongest in the 'absolute field' don't need to participate in the qualifiers at all? As long as they register, they can directly represent the city in the competition?"
Liu Xin shouted loudly.
At this time, Goethe walked up to two men in suits.
"'Shanke Clothing'? 'Golden Gong Fast Food'?"
"Yes, yes, Your Excellency."
Facing Goethe's inquiry, the two men in suits nodded and bowed.
"Tell your boss that I will fight one of their boxers tomorrow."
With that said, Goethe didn't give the two of them a chance to answer, and just walked up to the representative of Deming Real Estate.
At this time, the ‘Deming Real Estate’ representative was still staring at the burnt ‘Flame Palm’ Modo Pavilion in a daze.
Obviously, the other party cannot accept the fact.
But when Goethe stood in front of him, the other party quickly came back to his senses.
"Sir, this is all a misunderstanding!"
"'Deming Real Estate' is willing to compensate!"
Facing Goethe, the representative of Deming Real Estate bowed directly.
"compensate?"
"Can!"
"I want weapons stained with the blood of descendants of the 'Martial Saint' - just to observe."
Hearing the first half of Goethe's words, the representative of Deming Real Estate felt his heart skip a beat.
You must know that every weapon stained with the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint' has a sky-high price, and many forces are chasing it. Even 'Deming Real Estate' cannot guarantee that it can be obtained smoothly.
But after hearing the second half of Goethe's words, the representative immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Observing and owning are two different things.
With the power of Deming Real Estate, if Goethe wanted to observe and learn a thing or two, he could still do it.
"Just observing?"
The representative confirmed again.
"Just observing."
Goethe said with certainty.
Then, he pointed at Zotte.
The meaning couldn't be more obvious, endorsed by the '10th Unlimited Fighting Competition' Safety Committee.
Immediately, the representative made the promise.
"I will arrange it as soon as possible - no more than three days at most!"
The two representatives from 'Shanke Clothing' and 'Jinluo Fast Food' looked at each other with emotions on their faces.
If they just looked at the weapons stained with the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint', the two of them could do it.
However, now is obviously not the time to speak.
You have to make other arrangements.
Goethe took everything in sight, and there was no doubt that his goal was achieved.
It is fake to challenge two boxers, but it is real to use the opponent's strength to find more [bloody honor].
Without stopping any longer, Goethe turned and walked towards the car from which he came.
When passing by Zod, Goethe said directly.
"Let's go, treat me to pork belly and chicken."
…
Antique streets and deep alleys.
As soon as I walked in, the strong smell of pepper hit my nose.
The shop is not big, with four tables.
The one with Goethe and Zodiac sitting in the far corner.
The milky white soup in the casserole is rolling over the charcoal fire, and the chicken pieces are stuffed into the pork belly and rise and fall with the soup.
"Boss, bring me fried bean curd and cordyceps flowers."
Goethe raised his hand in greeting.
The fried tofu skin is crispy and delicious.
Goethe chewed one piece dry first, then picked up one piece with chopsticks and put it into the pot. He simmered the soup four or five times before taking it out, sucking it into his mouth.
It is still crispy and full of rich soup, especially the peppery flavor, which really makes people appetizing.
As soon as the Cordyceps flowers were put into the pot, the milky white soup turned golden. I pierced the pork belly with chopsticks, and soon the chicken pieces were dyed golden. Goethe picked up several pieces in a row, not afraid of being burned, and put them in his mouth.
Chew the meat and bones together.
The pork belly is dipped in ginger oil.
Pork belly is cold, ginger juice is hot.
Just the right balance.
Then Goethe picked up the bowl of soup, stirred it gently with a small spoon, and drank it all in one gulp.
The heat mixed with pepper began to spread from the stomach to the whole body, dispelling the cold air of early spring.
"Comfortable."
"One more pot."
As Goethe spoke, he raised his hand to signal to his boss.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The boss responded.
Goethe put down his chopsticks and waited patiently, while Zotte, who was sitting opposite, was still slightly lost in thought.
Until now, this member of the safety committee can't believe that he is having dinner with a fighter who has entered the 'absolute realm'.
In particular, Goethe's casual appearance gave Zotte the illusion that he was just an ordinary diner.
However, the image of the flames engulfing Modo Pavilion that emerged in his mind made Zotte understand what he should do.
"Your Excellency Goethe, Deming Real Estate has settled the bonuses in the boxing pool. They believe that 90 million is not an appropriate number - 200 million is just right."
"Do you need a card or cash?"
Zotte asked.
"cash."
Goethe said simply.
"Then I'll help you transport it back to the hotel."
"'Shanke Clothing' and 'Golden Gong Fast Food' have contacted you through the safety committee and expressed that they are also willing to find a weapon stained with the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint' for you to observe - hoping to obtain your
understanding."
"The representatives of the two families also said that as long as you are willing to forgive them, they can work together to find a 'secret weapon' for you, which is not incomplete and can also achieve the state of 'manifestation'."
Zotte continued speaking, his eyes constantly looking at Goethe.
After realizing that Goethe was not angry at all, he breathed a sigh of relief.
When he received the news just now, Zot almost quit his job - he was just a worker, just selling his labor force and time. Although in a sense he was also 'selling his life', it was just a part of his life.
It's just a paragraph, it's not meant to be 'settled instantly'.
Can……
The bonuses given by the supervisor were too many.
The safety committee member thought about the mortgage and couldn't help but accept it.
After all, if the bonus is received, half of the mortgage will be paid off immediately, which will greatly reduce the pressure for him - and his wife can also relax. At the very least, he can take his wife to a restaurant for a good meal during the weekend holiday.
of.
"What do you think?"
Although Goethe's face showed nothing, Zod asked cautiously.
"Um."
Goethe nodded.
Zotte was overjoyed.
The bonus has arrived!
and……
It seems that Goethe had such a plan for a long time?
After feeling uneasy, Zoot's qualities as a member of the Safety Committee returned again.
The first time he thought of the information he had seen before: it was rumored that the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint' contained the great secret of Shattered Void.
Zote was noncommittal about this information.
Because there are many speculations in the data, but there are no actual records.
However, some things have actual records.
For example: Among the descendants of the ‘Martial Saint’, there are really some who are born to be able to step into the ‘Absolute Realm’.
"Are you born to step into the 'absolute realm'?"
"Well, from the information I have read - the eldest son and the youngest daughter of the 'Martial Saint' were born with the 'Absolute Domain'. I don't know what level they reached, but according to the information, they were seven years old respectively.
When I was six years old, I defeated a fighter who had entered the 'absolute realm'."
Zotte softly told Goethe the information he knew.
"The power of blood?"
Goethe's eyes narrowed slightly.
In the 'Anchor World', Mrs. Burns once said that the children of some powerful extraordinary beings are born with extraordinary powers - almost the stronger the extraordinary, the greater the chance that the children of the extraordinary will gain
Extraordinary power.
Of course, this kind of power must be attributed to an extraordinary person who has completed at least three baptisms and has his own path.
"In the 'secret realm' in front of you, has the 'Mad King' completed three baptisms?"
Goethe guessed.
In the previous three 'secret realms', although the 'Mad King' was already extraordinary, it was obvious that he did not have his own 'path' and was constantly groping for it.
But here, the 'Mad King' has such a path.
However, the exploration did not stop.
On the contrary!
The other party started a bolder 'experiment'!
Think about why the other party got the title of ‘Martial Saint’!
‘Secret Martial Arts’!
The other party created the ‘Secret Martial Arts’!
Goethe could not know the other party's original purpose of creating the 'Secret Weapon'.
