Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 43: Manifestation of Divinity and Absolute Territory!
The heat wave is rolling back!
The flames are raging!
The scorching palm wind was blown back by the blazing flames before it could even reach Goethe.
Explosive-level flames instantly enveloped Modo Pavilion.
'Flame Palm' Modoge was burned to charcoal by the flames without even a grunt.
"'Manifestation'!"
The four male and one female martial arts school representatives 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 broke out, no one expected this outcome.
Even Yi Yuan, the representative of the Dongcheng Martial Arts School who made a clear analysis, only thought that Goethe would hold out for a while longer, but never thought that Goethe would win.
But now, Goethe not only won.
And it was a crushing victory.
"'Manifestation'!"
"It's actually 'Manifestation of the Holy Spirit'!"
Zuo Te, who was acting as the referee, stood there muttering to himself with a look of disbelief on his face.
As a member of the safety committee of the '10th Unrestricted Fighting Tournament', Zuo Te had seen powerful boxers, warriors, and even powerful fighters.
However, this was the first time he had seen a fighter who could reach the "Manifestation of the Holy One" level.
If you master a secret martial art, you can be called a fighter.
As for the ability to "manifest one's holiness", it is a realm that can only be achieved after a secret martial art has been elevated to its peak - because not every secret martial art has the potential to "manifest one's holiness".
Similarly, fighters who can reach the realm of "manifestation of the saint" are only one in a million.
In the entire Green Vine City, there are probably only a few people who can reach this level.
That was a big shot that he was far away from being able to reach, but now he appeared before him.
The member of the Security Committee recalled the scenes of his meeting with Goethe as if he were in a dream.
On the student side, Liu Xin, who had twin ponytails, quietly asked Li Yuan beside her.
"What is 'Manifestation'?"
"That was the traditional name before, now everyone calls it..."
"Absolute territory!"
Li Yuan answered, but his eyes were fixed on Goethe.
There was a hint of surprise in her cold eyes.
Liu Xin, who was standing by, opened her mouth wide.
“Hey hey hey!
!
”
"Absolute territory?!"
"Didn't the principal say that the strong ones in the 'Absolute Domain' don't need to participate in the preliminaries? As long as they sign up, they can directly represent our city in the competition?"
Liu Xin was shouting and screaming.
At this time, Goethe walked up to the two men in suits.
"'Shanke Clothing'? 'Jinluo Fast Food'?"
"Yes, yes, sir."
In response to Goethe's question, the two men in suits nodded and bowed repeatedly.
"Tell your boss that I'm going to fight one of their boxers tomorrow."
Having said that, Goethe did not give the two a chance to answer, and walked up to the representative of Deming Real Estate.
At this time, the representative of 'De Ming Real Estate' was still staring at the burnt 'Flame Palm' Modo Pavilion in a daze.
Obviously, the other party found it difficult to accept the fact.
But when Goethe stood in front of him, the other party quickly came to his senses.
"Sir, this is all a misunderstanding!"
"'De Ming Real Estate' is willing to compensate!"
The representative of Deming Real Estate bowed directly to Goethe.
"compensate?"
"Can!"
"I want a weapon stained with the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint' - just for viewing."
Hearing the first half of Goethe's words, the representative of Deming Real Estate was startled.
You have to know that every weapon stained with the blood of the descendants of the "Martial Saint" is priced sky-high, and many forces are chasing after it. Even "De Ming Real Estate" cannot guarantee that it can get it successfully.
But when the representative heard the second half of Goethe's words, he immediately felt relieved.
Observing and owning are two different things.
With the power of Deming Real Estate, Goethe could still observe and learn a little.
"Just observing?"
The representative reconfirmed.
“Just watching.”
Goethe said with certainty.
Then, he pointed at Zuo Te.
The meaning couldn't be more obvious, endorsed by the '10th Unrestricted Fighting Tournament' Safety Committee.
Immediately, the representative made a commitment.
"I'll arrange it as soon as possible - no more than three days!"
The two representatives of Shanke Clothing and Jinluo Fast Food looked at each other with excitement on their faces.
If they just wanted to observe the weapons stained with the blood of the descendants of the "Martial Saint", both families could do it.
However, now is obviously not the time to speak.
We have to make other arrangements.
Goethe took it all in, and there was no doubt that his purpose had been achieved.
Challenging two boxers is fake, the real thing .
Without stopping, Goethe turned and walked towards the car he came in.
Goethe said directly as he passed by Zuote.
"Let's go, treat me to some pig stomach and chicken."
…
Ancient streets, deep in the alleys.
As soon as I walked in, the strong smell of pepper hit my nose.
The shop is not big and has only four tables.
Goethe and Zote sat in the table in the far corner.
The milky white soup in the casserole was boiling over the charcoal fire, and the chicken pieces stuffed into the pig's stomach were bobbing up and down with the soup.
"Boss, give me some fried tofu skin and cordyceps flowers."
Goethe raised his hand in greeting.
The fried bean curd skin is crispy and delicious.
Goethe first chewed one dry, then picked up one with a chopper and put it into the pot. After the soup rolled four or five times, he took it out and slurped it into his mouth.
It still retains its crispness and has absorbed the rich soup, especially the pepper flavor, which really whets the appetite.
After the Cordyceps flowers were put into the pot for a while, the milky white soup turned golden. The pig's stomach was pierced with a knife, and soon the chicken pieces were all dyed golden. Goethe picked up several pieces in a row, not afraid of the heat, and put them in his mouth to chew with meat and bones together.
The pork belly is dipped in a ginger sauce.
Pork stomach is cold, ginger juice is hot.
Just neutralize.
Then Goethe picked up the bowl of soup, stirred it gently with a spoon a few times, and drank it all in one gulp.
A stream of heat mixed with pepper began to spread from the stomach to the whole body, dispelling the chill of early spring.
"Comfortable."
"Another pot."
Goethe said as he raised his hand to signal the boss.
"Okay, wait a moment."
The boss responded.
Goethe put down the tachyon and waited patiently, while Zuote, who was sitting opposite him, was still slightly absent-minded.
Until now, this member of the Security Committee could hardly believe that he was having dinner with a fighter who had entered the 'absolute realm'.
In particular, Goethe's casual appearance gave Zuote a slight illusion: he was just an ordinary diner.
However, the image of flames engulfing Modo Pavilion that appeared in his mind made Zuo Te understand what he should do.
"Mr. Goethe, 'Deming Real Estate' has already settled the prize money in the boxing pool. They think 90 million is not an appropriate number - 200 million is just right."
"Do you need a card or cash?"
Zuo Te asked.
"cash."
Goethe said simply.
"Then I'll help you transport it back to the hotel."
"'Shanke Clothing' and 'Jinluo Fast Food' contacted you through the security committee, saying 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 gain 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 martial art' for you that is not incomplete and can also reach the 'manifestation of holiness' realm."
Zuo Te continued to speak, his eyes constantly examining Goethe.
He was relieved to find that Goethe was not angry at all.
Just when he received the news, Zuo Te almost quit his job - he was just a worker, just selling his labor and time. Although in a sense he was "selling his life", it was only a part of his life and it was not something that had to be "settled instantly".
Can……
The bonus given by the supervisor is really too much.
The security committee member thought about the mortgage and couldn't help but accept it.
After all, if he gets the bonus, he can immediately pay off half of the mortgage, which greatly reduces the pressure on him - his wife can also relax a little. At the very least, on the weekend, he can take his wife to a restaurant for a good meal.
"What do you think?"
Although Goethe's face showed no sign of it, Zote asked cautiously.
"Um."
Goethe nodded.
Zuo Te was overjoyed.
Bonus received!
and……
It seems that Goethe had already planned this?
After some trepidation, Zuo Te’s qualities as a member of the Security Committee returned.
The first thing he thought of was the information he had seen before: it was rumored that the blood of the descendants of the "Martial Saint" contained the great secret of shattering the void.
Zuo Te did not comment on this information.
Because there are many speculations in the information, but no actual records.
But some things are actually recorded.
For example: Among the descendants of the "Martial Saint", there are people who are born with the ability to step into the "absolute realm".
"Can you naturally step into the 'absolute realm'?"
"Well, according to the information I've read, the eldest son and youngest daughter of the Martial Saint were born with the 'Absolute Domain'. I don't know what level they were at, but according to the description in the information, they defeated fighters who had stepped into the 'Absolute Domain' when they were seven and six years old respectively."
Zuo Te whispered to Goethe the information he knew.
"The power of blood?"
Goethe narrowed his eyes slightly.
In the 'Anchor Point World', Mrs. Pence once said that the children born to some powerful extraordinary people are born with extraordinary powers - almost the stronger the extraordinary person, the greater the chance that their children will obtain extraordinary powers.
Of course, this kind of strength comes from being an extraordinary person who has completed at least three baptisms and has his own path.
"In this 'secret realm', has the 'Mad King' completed his 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.
And here, the 'Mad King' has such a path.
However, the groping did not stop.
On the contrary!
The other party started a bolder "experiment"!
Think about why the other party was given the title of "Martial Saint"!
'Secret weapon'!
The other party created a 'secret weapon'!
Goethe had no idea of the other party's original purpose in creating the 'secret weapon'.
But deep down in my heart, I already had a guess.
