Chapter 457 Supreme Martial Peak
Song Shi's order was resolutely carried out.
No one tried to say something like "Do you want to think about it again?", patrolling the border, patrolling on behalf of the Lord of Yenan. As important government officials in the capital of a province, these people are admittedly high-ranking and powerful, but in the direct route. Before the "border inspection" of the first court, it was still much inferior.
In addition, Song Shi seems to be a little pressed for time. His style of conduct since patrolling the border has focused on speed. Anyone who doesn't agree with him will be killed. It's better not to get into trouble
The second day after entering Douqu City.
"You are very neat in what you do."
In an antique courtyard, Song Shi and a man were sitting on the ground. The latter threw two pieces of bread into the pool nearby. Suddenly, several red koi carp rushed over and swallowed the fist-sized piece of bread in one gulp, splashing a few pieces of bread. Pile water splash over here.
"A new variety using biological modulation technology." The other party wiped away the water stains calmly: "It is said that it can be up to three meters long. I don't know whether it is true or not, but I eat a lot every day."
The expansion of their bodies seemed to make the brains of these koi fish much bigger and more agile. They swam to Song Shi's side, raised their round heads towards the edge of the pool for a long time, and found that the koi carp had no intention of feeding him. Finally, it flicked its tail and splashed a bunch of water.
The water splashed in the air with a "chi" sound and instantly vaporized.
Several koi fish were frightened, and without looking back, they plunged into the depths of the pond.
"Well, I was awarded by the Pope to serve as the supervisor of Douqu City." The other party thought for a moment and decided to speak first.
One sentence reveals two pieces of information.
He is a member of Wuzong.
It is also directly under the supervision of the First Tribunal.
"Then what is your identity at the moment?" Song Shi tapped his index finger on the coffee table.
"We are currently under supervision." The other party spit out a sentence: "Your thunderous momentum has done me a big favor."
"The power of thunder." Song Shi was noncommittal: "As a regional supervisor, although the authority is not as powerful as that of patrol supervisors, if you really want to rectify it, I don't think it will be a problem."
"You know the answer, why bother asking?"
The other party shook his head and said calmly.
"No force, no institution, no one can achieve a perfect ideal state. As a supervisor, what I ensure is that these serious illnesses will not rise to a baseline, ensuring that when the Holy See needs it, Douqu City and the provinces under its jurisdiction can provide sufficient strength.”
"If you regularly use the force of thunder to clear out the entire territory, it is naturally necessary." He threw out another piece of bread, but this time the koi did not dare to come forward: "But we cannot always maintain this high-pressure state, which will make When people are in panic, appropriate relief is also necessary.”
"Over time, there have been compromises, negotiations and tacit understandings between all parties. Even if I am supervising, I am somewhat incapable of doing it myself and it is difficult to exert force."
He concluded: "That's why I say you helped me a lot."
Song Shi held the teacup, heat rising from his palms, and the tea bubbled gurglingly.
The young man took a breath and changed the topic: "Why do you have so many prosthetics implanted?"
Compared with what we had seen before, those members of the Wuzong who had a very low degree of prosthetic transformation - especially the first level of pure natural man, Fang Si.
The 40-year-old Douqu City Supervisor in front of me has a much higher level of prosthetics. Although there is no major replacement of prosthetics, the high-precision prosthetic eyes that are constantly shrinking, the brain-computer interface on the back of the skull, and the ear rims are still there. There are a lot of data slots, and there is a bright silver etched circuit across the chin.
"I must declare in advance that Wu Zong and I do, uh, have the tendency of 'psychic supremacy'." After hearing this, the other party became serious on the spot and said righteously: "But it doesn't mean that we have to be primitive people. They call us people who cling to ancient dogmas and hold on to ancient dogmas”
He paused and his tone suddenly became suspicious: "Did the Beiting Defense Front tell you something?"
"Is it possible it's Haita Trade?"
The man cursed and snorted coldly: "A bunch of greedy guys! They are all pure slander of corporateism and have no value in paying attention."
"In short, most outsiders have a big misunderstanding of Wu Zong and me."
The other party's voice was as solid as iron, sonorous and powerful: "You should understand that, 'the supreme martial arts, the strongest among the strongest'. To reach this state, the prosthetic body is absolutely not qualified - at least with the current technology, it is far from enough." .”
"Only spiritual power." He raised a hand and clenched it into a fist: "Only spiritual power can lead to the true path to power. The prosthetic body can be brave for a moment, but it depends on the external force. "Song Shi, I see that you maintain a natural posture, so you must agree with this point of view."
The man's fist suddenly loosened, he pinched his four fingers together, raised his index finger straight up, and pointed at the young man.
"——What I said is right?"
"Can I think that you are talking to me now as a member of Wuzong."
Song Shi held his index finger and drank the boiling tea before speaking slowly.
The other party didn't answer, but the solid light in his eyes said everything.
So, Song Shi put down his tea cup and stood up slowly.
"What level are you in?"
"He once served as the fourth heaven, but failed to meet the expectations of the Holy See and has not been able to break through the fourth ring."
The man also stood up, and there seemed to be some subtle ripples in the air, like the ink dragon pressing down before a heavy rain, sinking little by little.
Breathless.
"That's the fourth heaven before."
Earlier, Song Shi was invited by the local supervisor to come here to discuss the situation.
Lapis Lazuli and Anthony pushed for the purge and were no longer around.
"Back then, Wuzong and I were defeated by the Beiting Defense Front. The cause and effect must be settled."
"You are able to conquer Tiandu and fight in the Martial Ruins. It is really amazing. You have done what everyone in our Martial Sect wants to do - if I don't learn from you personally, I will die in peace!"
The man's tone was extremely respectful, but what accompanied it was an increasingly fierce momentum.
"Nandou Song Shi! I am the Wuzong Wu Bin! Please give me some advice!"
The powerful psychic energy reverberated in this antique courtyard. Even the scattered aftermath caused the pond to crackle, and several koi carp couldn't help but tremble as they wanted to dig their heads into the mud.
Even if he loses his status as the fourth heaven because of his growing age.
Even though I am over 40 this year, I still have not been able to break through to the fourth ring.
As the man said, he feels sorry for himself, hates himself, and regrets that he has failed to meet the expectations of the Holy See.
But he was once in the fourth heaven after all.
Another way of saying that the fourth ring has not been broken.
——He has been at the peak of the third ring for a long time!
"Change places."
Song Shi said.
"Of course!"
The man drinks violently.
The next moment, two streams of light rose in retrograde direction, crashed through the courtyard, and shot straight into the sky!
(End of chapter)