Black Book

Chapter 342 Good times are yet to come
"You have to know that the higher the grade, the greater the gap between each grade, especially the upper three grades, where the gap between each grade is like a world of difference."

"And a super-grade grandmaster is a mythical figure above the first grade."

"With your strength at the peak of the fourth rank, even if you are born with a body of steel, King Yue can still crush you to death with just one finger."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips but did not refute.

His current basic attributes are probably at the high gold level, and he is still far from the peak.

The super-class Son of Destiny is an existence that even hegemony has to give way to. According to the energy level in reality, it is estimated that he is at the [Abyss] level.

With his current strength, facing this monster blessed by the will of heaven, even if he uses unconventional forces and plays all his trump cards, he will probably be suppressed in the end.

After all, he had only been in this world for more than half a year and had not had time to fully develop.

However, he had been "eating and drinking to excess" in the first level of the fantasy realm for four or five years before he gradually grew to the point where he could fight against the Son of Destiny.

Theoretically, the upper limit of the Second Heaven is much higher than that of the First Heaven, so he will need a longer time to return to the peak step by step...

Thinking of this, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but snort coldly, and a faint purple-gold light appeared in his eyes.

Wait until I, Xiao Zhuzhu, grows up a few more years. What super-class grandmaster? He's nothing but a chicken and a dog!

On the other side, seeing the young man's arrogant eyes, Yin Tianze vaguely felt the incredible arrogance and self-confidence in his heart!

I am not strong yet, when I grow strong there will be changes!

Even if he is not a match for the King of Yue now, he will soon surpass him!
This kind of ridiculous self-confidence without any reason strangely did not feel out of place at all, and even made Yin Tianze feel that it was a matter of course!
It was as if the black-clad young man in front of him was born to stand at the top of this world, holding supreme authority and ruling the life and death of all people in the world...

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【Royal Martial Academy】Scripture Pavilion
It took Diao Chan and a hearty lunch to coax the whining Zhao Nuo into silence. Zhu Haomiao found a dozen secret books and read them quickly, ten lines at a glance.

Purple-gold divine light flashed in his eyes, and countless complete structures of martial arts broke down in his mind, splitting into tiny fragments of laws.

Afterwards, with the completion of the authority of [Pride], the fragments of the law were filled into the basic strength skeleton like flesh and blood, and gradually deduced the complete structure of the technique.

After a long time, Zhu Haomiao closed the book and let out a long sigh.

Completing the basic strength was much more difficult than he expected!
The difference between 50% completion and 100% completion is not just two times as intuitively expected, but ten times, or even dozens of times!
It's like countless puzzle pieces mixed together, and the further you go, the harder it is to find the right pieces!
The only slightly less labor-saving way is to collect the most profound and peerless magical skills in the world!
The more advanced the technique, the higher the value of its law fragments and the more versatile it is, which can prevent the dilemma of being stuck in the last 1%.

Rubbing his chin, Zhu Haomiao's thoughts flowed, and suddenly he felt a strange touch on his body.

When he turned around, he saw the little girl curiously touching the hem of his clothes.

Although there was no contact with the skin, he could strangely feel the warmth and softness of Zhao Nuo's white and tender little hand.

It was as if the black clothes on him had become a part of his skin...

"Brother, what material is your dress made of? It's so cool and beautiful, I've never seen it before!"

Looking at the little girl's curious eyes, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a few seconds, spread his hands and shrugged.

"This is an innate divine object. There is only one of its kind in the world. Of course you have never seen it."

Zhao Nuo didn't believe the boy's exaggerated words at all. He just thought he was teasing him again and gave him a cold look.

"I'm nine years old! I'm not a kid anymore!"

"Okay, okay, you're not a child!"

Zhu Haomiao laughed and rubbed the little girl's head, then gave her a doting smile like an old father.

Feeling the boy's attitude of coaxing a child, Zhao Nuo became even more suffocated, and his little mouth was pouted so much that a bottle of oil could be hung on it.

"You are indeed here."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears. Zhu Haomiao turned around and chuckled, "Sister Kejun, you are a rare guest. How come you have time to come and play with us today?"

Hearing this, Yin Kejun rolled her eyes at him coldly: "Who am I keeping my distance for? Don't you know what's going on?"

"I know you're worried about the Third Prince 'misunderstanding', but I've already told you that you're just worrying for no reason."

Looking at the young man's flirtatious look, Yin Kejun frowned slightly.

"You are too optimistic. The Third Prince is not a broad-minded person..."

Hearing this, Zhao Nuo nodded sympathetically: "Sister Kejun is right, Third Brother is indeed vindictive, and his temper has been getting more and more violent recently."

"Huh? Cranky, what's wrong with him?"

"Uh...it seems like more than a month ago, Duke Ning fell seriously ill. I heard that someone made him vomit blood. When my third brother came back, he smashed the palace to pieces and beat several eunuchs to death."

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

More than a month ago?

Could it be because of the little gift I gave him before I fell asleep?
Then he wanted revenge but couldn't find anyone...

No way? No way?
Is this the defense that's broken?
Is your mental quality so bad?
This is just the beginning, I haven’t even started to exert my strength yet!

Your good days are yet to come!
Stroking his chin, the young man laughed secretly. When Zhao Nuo, who was standing by, saw him like this, a light bulb suddenly lit up in his head and he widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Could it be... that you made Duke Ningguo so angry that he vomited blood?!"

Zhu Haomiao looked at the little Loli in surprise. He didn't expect that her perception was so sharp.

When Zhao Nuo caught the boy's reaction, he became even more flustered and almost cried in anxiety.

"Brother, what on earth did you do?"

"It's nothing. I just sent a few heads to Duke Ningguo and showed concern for his sleep quality at night, telling him not to sleep too deeply..."

Zhu Haomiao shrugged and smiled indifferently.

"........."

"........."

The two girls, one big and one small, fell into a deathly silence. After a long time, they screamed in unison.

"How dare you?!"

Zhu Haomiao's eardrums were numbed by the noise. He picked his ears and glared at the two of them in annoyance.

"Keep your voice down, this is a library."

Ignoring the boy's strange words, the two girls, one big and one small, gritted their teeth and stared at him menacingly, feeling both annoyed and worried.

Knowing that they were worried about him, Zhu Haomiao sighed helplessly.

"I've already told you guys, don't worry about it, it's really not a big deal."

"You have made a mortal enemy with the Ningguo Mansion! Isn't this a big deal?"

Facing Yin Kejun's angry and anxious questioning, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips in disdain, raised his palm, and gently turned it over and slapped it on the table.

"The Ningguo Mansion is just a small place that can be destroyed with a single move."

(End of this chapter)