A God Chosen Who Broke Off Skull Bones Bare-Handed and a Lucky Kid

"That was definitely a Type Four or higher God Chosen." Zeng Hu struggled to his feet. The wound on his abdomen was wriggling as it slowly healed, a recovery ability no Fate Master could possess.

He was indeed a Fate Master, but he was also one of the Federation's God Chosen.

As for being a Heavenly Fate Master? That was simply impossible. In the entire world, there was only one Heavenly Fate Master.

There could only ever be one Heavenly Fate Master. Unless the previous one died, no new Heavenly Fate Master could possibly be born.

The Federation had also attempted to create one artificially, but every attempt had failed. Thus, they reached the conclusion that the Heavenly Fate Master was unique.

That Heavenly Fate Master was the leader of the Fate Organization, an existence who stood on equal footing with the Federation's Grand President, one in the light and one in the dark.

Back when the twenty-six generations of the Federation had transitioned smoothly, it had been precisely because of this Heavenly Fate Master's aid.

According to calculations by Federation researchers, this Heavenly Fate Master was at least equivalent to a Type Ten God Chosen. Yet even today, experiments in God Chosen Transformation had only progressed to Type Seven.

Type Two meant three times the power, while Type Three meant a hundredfold increase. With every additional type of transformation, a God Chosen's strength rose exponentially.

That was why Zeng Hu believed Lu Xingshi was at least a Type Four or higher God Chosen.

God Chosen Transformation did not merely make one stronger after every activation. It also enhanced one's fundamental strength.

A Type Four God Chosen could defeat Zeng Hu, a Type Three God Chosen, without so much as lifting a finger.

In the entire Federation, there was only