Shortly after the news of the death of the three Spirit Refining Venerable came out, Xiya Federation held another Federation meeting.
During the meeting, a brief condolence was carried out for the three deceased Spirit Refining Venerable, and a major decree was promulgated at the same time.
The content is to disclose the existence of secret martial arts and Black Blood Species to ordinary people, and various schools can cooperate with local officials and openly recruit disciples.
The emergence of this decree naturally aroused dissatisfaction among some legislators.
In their view, Supernatural Power owned by Secret Martial Artist is best in the hands of a few people, otherwise it will easily cause turmoil and be inconvenient to manage.
In addition, there is also their selfishness at work. If ordinary people practice secret martial arts and master Supernatural Power.
In the future, it will definitely have an unpredictable impact on their own status and future generations.
After all, without Supernatural Power, money and power are everything. If you master these, you can rise above ordinary people and become a superior person.
But in front of Supernatural Power, these things are not worth mentioning at all.
Seeing that ordinary people might become someone they need to look up to, it was naturally difficult for these congressmen to accept it.
However, no matter how reluctant they were, it was of no avail.
After all, this decision was unanimously approved by those Spirit Refinement Realm speakers, and they had no right to refuse at all.
Since they could not refuse, they changed their minds and began to think about how to stabilize their position at this the Great Era Approaches occasion.
The disclosure of Secret Martial Artist and Black Blood Species's information will only have a secondary impact on the senior management and Secret Martial Artist, but the greatest impact will be on the tens of billions of ordinary people.
The night is like ink, like a curtain, covering the hustle and bustle of the city.
Hanzhou City.
In a residential building in the old city, the door was opened from the outside as the key turned.
The lights came on, revealing a cramped rental room.
There were a few pairs of dusty shoes scattered randomly on the ground, one here and one here and there.
There were crumpled socks next to them, emitting a faint odor.
The wardrobe against the wall was half-closed. Some of the clothes inside were hanging randomly, while others were piled at the bottom. The corners of several shirts were sticking out of the door.
On the single bed, the quilt was crumpled into a ball, the pillows were placed sideways, and the sheets were full of wrinkles.
The small table next to the bed was filled with miscellaneous items, including canned drinks, snack bags, magazines and some knick-knacks.
The room seemed very messy.
Ma Zhuo Close the door, take off your shoes aside, and put on your slippers.
He took the ten-yuan lunch box he bought from a roadside stall and placed it on the table the One and Only in the room.
Then he walked into the bathroom and the water flowed loudly.
He scrubbed his hands repeatedly, using plenty of soap and rubbing each finger vigorously.
However, the black oil seemed to have penetrated deeply into the skin, but the color was slightly lighter.
This is the mark left by long-term exposure to car parts and tools.
Even if he scraped hard with his nails, he could only scrape off a tiny bit of oil dirt, while most of the oil dirt was still firmly attached to his hands.
As a car maintenance apprentice, I have been dealing with gasoline all year round, so I can't clean my hands at all.
Looking at myself reflected in the mirror, it was the face of a young man in his twenties, but there was a little oil on his face, giving him a very dirty look.
It was obviously his own appearance, but looking in the mirror gave him a strange feeling.
Ma Zhuo sighed helplessly.
If given a choice, who would want to be like this? They are all forced by life.
It is difficult to find a job now, so you can only learn a trade first.
In recent years, the auto repair industry has been pretty good, and the requirements for diplomas are not high.
After he is almost done with his studies, he plans to save some money to rent a storefront, open a shop and become his own boss.
This is also his plan for his future. Whether it can be achieved is another matter.
After all, the wages of apprentices are very low and it is difficult to save money.
Although food and accommodation are included in the store.
However, he didn't like living with other people, so he rented a room nearby.
Fortunately, he has no partner and his parents are still young, so this salary is enough.
He took out his mobile phone, opened a certain novel software, turned on the listening and reading mode, and started to take a shower.
When he heard a passage in the novel where the protagonist pretended to be slapping someone in the face, an idea flashed through his mind.
"It's a pity. If there is really a method of cultivation in this world that can allow people to step into the extraordinary, I will definitely try my best!"
Not long after this thought appeared, he was interrupted by his growling stomach, which brought his thoughts back to reality.
Shaked his head.
He understood that these were all his delusions.
What Supernatural Power does not exist at all.
Usually I can only rely on novels and movies to satisfy my wishes.
Everyone has their own fantasy.
The same is true for him. When he was a child, even when he was walking or sleeping, he would fantasize about becoming the protagonist of a novel, or what he would do if he awakened some ability to fly to the sky and escape from the earth.
However, as we enter society, we grow older and gain more knowledge.
The pressure of life is like a heavy boulder, making people breathless.
Let him gradually realize that fantasies are just fantasies after all.
Impossible becomes true.
After cleaning, he had just put on his clothes and was about to sit down and eat.
The phone that was playing the novel suddenly vibrated.
Ma Zhuo picked it up and saw that it was a message from Paper Crane app. The person who sent the letter was Wu Xing, who was also a car apprentice with him.
The other person is about the same age as him and is also a lover of novels.
When I have nothing to do, I usually chat about novel plots and recommend novels to each other.
We play games and get along pretty well.
"Is this guy sending this message to try to trick me? It's too early!"
Ma Zhuo complained and reached out to click on the message. It turned out that the message was not an invitation to form a team.
It's a link to a live broadcast.
Before he could figure out why the other party was sending this to him, Wu Xing called.
"Hey!"
As soon as Ma Zhuo answered the phone, Wu Xing's excited voice came from the other side.
"Brother Ma, what the fuck! Something... something big has happened. There really... really is Supernatural Power in this world! I know it."
His voice was full of excitement, which even caused him to stutter a bit when he spoke.
Ma Zhuo was stunned when he heard this, and then he laughed.
"Old Wu, I have long told you that even though you are young, you must exercise moderation and pay attention to your health.
Are you hallucinating? Don't tell me what nonsense I'm talking about. If it doesn't work, I'll introduce you to an old Chinese medicine doctor who can prescribe some medicine to replenish your body! "
"No, I'm not lying. Bah, I'm not talking nonsense. You can click on the live broadcast and have a look. If it doesn't work, you can search online. Now it's all blowing up! Supernatural Power really exists! I went to see it first. Believe me, what relationship do we have? Can we still lie to you?!"
After that, Wu Xing hung up the phone in a hurry.
Ma Zhuo looked at the hung up phone and frowned, wondering if the other party was crazy.
After thinking about it, he clicked on the link to take a look.
As for what the other party said, he didn't believe it at all.
In contrast, he is more inclined to think that this is a spoof or a scam link.
But it doesn't matter, his money is in the bank card anyway.
There are only a few cents in 'Paper Crane'.
However, after a few seconds of loading, the screen jumped and the Kuaiyin app automatically opened, and a live broadcast room actually appeared.
The live broadcast room account name is [Wind Falcon Sect], which is also a certified official account.
The number of people online in the upper right corner has reached a terrifying figure of 1 million+.
In the picture, there is a spacious and bright practice room.
In the center, there is a man wearing Martial Arts Uniform standing with his hands behind his back.
Seeing this, Ma Zhuo instinctively prepared to row away. After all, he preferred watching cute girls dancing than watching men.
However, he was about to paddle away when he suddenly stopped.
"You may have thought about it before, does Supernatural Power exist in this world?"
"I can tell you now with certainty that Supernatural Power does exist in this world, but it is not those special powers, but Secret Martial Artist."
"If you want to become Secret Martial Artist, you must first temper your physical body and train your body to a certain level in order to meet the requirements for refining Qi and blood..."
In the video, a middle-aged man with a broad square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing white gold pattern Martial Arts Uniform, stands with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, there was a steel plate standing vertically not far in front of him. The steel plate was very thick, two or three centimeters long.
"Now, I am here to show you the power of Secret Martial Artist!"
The man said calmly.
"What is this man going to do? Is he going to smash the steel plate with his hand? That's funny!"
"Six! Now the official account is also engaging in such nonsense?"
"As long as he can make a dent in such a thick steel plate, I will take off my clothes and do a live broadcast of standing on my head and eating sex! I will do what I say!"
In the live broadcast room, lines of barrages kept fluttering.
There are doubts inside and outside the words.
Ma Zhuo naturally doesn't believe it either.
As a car mechanic, he knows that steel plates are different from iron plates.
After reasonable processing and heat treatment, the steel plate has high strength and can withstand large loads.
For example, high-strength structural steel plates can be used in construction, bridges, machinery manufacturing and other fields. They can withstand huge pressure and tension, have good toughness, and can absorb energy when impacted or vibrated.
A three-centimetre-thick steel plate cannot be shaken simply by human power.
For the information of these barrages.
The man ignored it and was minding his own business.
"Next, everyone, please watch out, I will try to slow down my movements!"
After saying that, he took a small step forward with his left foot, slightly bent his knees, and lowered his center of gravity.
The right foot is firmly planted on the ground, as if taking root.
He closed his right hand into a fist, and the muscles on his arm instantly swelled, tightening the loose Martial Arts Uniform cuffs.
His shoulders hunched slightly, and he suddenly punched out.
cracking!
The air neighed, and strands of energy and blood seemed to condense on his arms, turning into a bloody hawk vibrating its wings, raising its head and making a neighing sound.
Bang!
The next moment, his fist hit the middle of the huge steel plate in front of him.