The woman in red could not help scoffing at Andrew. "Are you sure martial arts masters like that exist? Don't think I haven't read wuxia novels. Even the strongest people in them couldn't withstand a missile barrage."
"That's because special effects still aren't good enough."
Andrew said, "Once the effects improve, you'll find that the kung fu in wuxia films gets more and more outrageous. Forget blocking missiles—one person wiping out an army won't even be a problem.
"Uh, that's not the point. The point is, I want that kind of ability. You're a mighty Demon King. You should be able to grant it, right?"
"I could... Fine. Do me a favor, and I'll grant this wish for free."
An idea struck the woman in red, and she agreed. Heh, free? What a joke. I'm a Demon King. How could I really do anything for free? Or rather, free things are the most expensive of all.
Once someone gets used to immense power, they can never go back.
The woman in red busily plotted in her head. The thing is, the power I give him will only last a few days. When it runs out, he'll definitely make a wish to regain that strength.
I won't give him the power outright. I'll make him complete a trial. Only by passing it will he earn the power.
I'll make the trial so difficult that he can't possibly succeed. After he fails, he'll definitely wish for another attempt. That way, I might be able to trick him out of all four remaining wishes.
Delighted, the woman in red said to Andrew, "I really don't have any kung fu to offer, but I can give you something similar: the God of War's Power."
Andrew asked, "The God of War's Power?"
"Yes, the God