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Chapter 234 Influence [I]

Shortly after the news of the death of the three soul-refining masters came out, the Shia Federation convened another federal meeting.

During the meeting, a brief memorial was expressed for the three deceased Spirit Refining Venerables, and an important decree was issued.

The content is to disclose the existence of secret martial arts and black blood to ordinary people, and various schools can cooperate with local officials to openly recruit disciples.

The emergence of this decree naturally caused dissatisfaction among some members of parliament.

In their view, the extraordinary power possessed by secret warriors is best controlled by a few people, otherwise it will easily cause unrest and be difficult to manage.

In addition, their selfish motives are also at work. If ordinary people practice secret martial arts and master extraordinary powers.

In the future, it will certainly have unpredictable impacts on their own status and that of future generations.

After all, when one does not have extraordinary powers, money and power are everything. Mastering these can make one superior to ordinary people and become a superior person.

But in the face of extraordinary power, these things are not worth mentioning at all.

It is naturally difficult for these congressmen to accept that ordinary people could become people they need to look up to.

However, no matter how reluctant they were, it was of no avail.

After all, this decision was passed unanimously by the speakers in the Spirit Refining Realm, and they had no right to refuse at all.

Since they couldn't refuse, they changed their mindset and began to think about how to consolidate their position when this great era came.

The public disclosure of information about secret warriors and black bloods will have a secondary impact on high-level officials and secret warriors. The biggest impact will be on the hundreds of millions of ordinary people.

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The night is as dark as ink, like a curtain, covering the hustle and bustle of the city.

Hanzhou City.

In a residential building in the old city, the door was opened from the outside with the sound of a key turning.

The lights came on, revealing a cramped rented room.

There were a few pairs of dusty shoes scattered randomly on the ground, one here and one there.

There was a ball of socks next to it, emitting a faint odor.

The wardrobe against the wall was half-closed, with some of the clothes hanging randomly, some piled at the bottom, and the corners of a few shirts sticking out of the wardrobe door.

On the single bed, the quilt was crumpled into a ball, the pillow was placed diagonally aside, and the sheets were full of wrinkles.

The small table beside the bed was piled with miscellaneous items, including canned drinks, snack bags, magazines, and some small gadgets.

The room looked very messy.

Ma Zhuo closed the door, took off his shoes aside and put on slippers.

He took the ten-yuan lunch box he bought from a roadside stall and placed it on the only table in the room.

Then he walked into the bathroom, where the water was running.

He scrubbed his hands over and over, using plenty of soap and rubbing each finger vigorously.

However, the black oil stains seemed to have penetrated deeply into the skin, only the color became slightly lighter.

This is the mark left by long-term contact with automotive parts and tools.

Even if he tried hard to scrape with his fingernails, he could only scrape off a tiny bit of the grease, while most of the grease still remained firmly attached to his hands.

As an auto repair apprentice, I deal with gasoline all year round, which makes it impossible to wash my hands clean.

Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I saw the face of a young man in his twenties, but with some oil on my face, which made me feel dirty.

It was clearly his own appearance, but looking in the mirror gave him a sense of strangeness.

Ma Zhuo sighed helplessly.

If you can choose, who would want to become like this? It's all forced by life.

It’s hard to find a job nowadays, so I can only learn a skill first.

The auto repair industry has been doing pretty well in recent years, and the diploma requirements are not high.

After he has learned enough, he plans to save some money, rent a storefront, and open a shop to be his own boss.

This is also his plan for his future. As for whether it can be achieved, that is another matter.

After all, apprentice wages are very low and it is difficult to save money.

The store provides food and accommodation.

However, he didn't like living with other people, so he rented a room nearby.

Fortunately, he has no partner and his parents are still young, so this salary is enough for them.

He took out his mobile phone, opened a novel app, turned on the listening and reading mode, and started taking a shower.

When he heard a passage in the novel where the protagonist was showing off but then got slapped in the face, an idea flashed through his mind.

"What a pity! If there really is a method of cultivation in this world that can allow people to enter the realm of transcendence, I will definitely try my best!"

Not long after this thought came to his mind, it was interrupted by his rumbling stomach, bringing his thoughts back to reality.

shook his head.

He understood that these were all his delusions.

There is no such thing as supernatural power.

Usually I can only rely on novels and movies to satisfy my wishes.

Everyone has his or her own fantasy.

He was the same. When he was a child, even when he was walking or sleeping, he would distract himself and imagine himself becoming the protagonist of a novel, or what he would do if he awakened some ability to fly and hide.

However, as we enter society, we grow older and gain more experience.

The pressure of life is like a heavy rock, making it hard for people to breathe.

Let him gradually realize that fantasy is always just fantasy.

It can't be true.

After washing, he had just put on his clothes and was about to sit down to eat when his cell phone, which was playing a novel, suddenly vibrated.

Ma Zhuo picked it up and saw that it was a message from the Paper Crane app. The sender was Wu Xing, who was also a car apprentice like him.

The other person is about the same age as him and is also a novel lover.

When we have nothing to do, we chat about novel plots and recommend novels to each other.

We play games and get along pretty well.

"This guy sent a message, is he looking for me to play with him? This is too early!"

Ma Zhuo complained and clicked on the message. It turned out that the message was not an invitation to form a team.

It's a link to a live broadcast.

Before he could figure out why the other party sent this to him, Wu Xing called him.

"Hey!"

Ma Zhuo had just picked up the phone when Wu Xing's excited voice came from the other side.

"Brother Ma, fuck! Something...something big has happened. There really...really are extraordinary powers in this world! I knew it."

His voice was filled with excitement, and he even stuttered a little.

Ma Zhuo was stunned when he heard this, then he burst out laughing.

"Old Wu, I've already told you that even though you're young, you still need to exercise moderation and take care of your health.

You're hallucinating, aren't you? Why are you talking nonsense in front of me? If it doesn't work, I'll introduce you to an old Chinese doctor who can prescribe some medicine to replenish your body!"

"No, I'm not scared. Bah, I'm not talking nonsense. Go watch the live broadcast. If that doesn't work, go search online. It's all over the internet now! Supernatural powers really exist! I went to see it first. Believe me, what kind of relationship do we have? How can I lie to you?!"

After saying that, Wu Xing hung up the phone in a hurry.

Ma Zhuo looked at the hung up phone and frowned, wondering if the other party had gone crazy.

After thinking about it, he clicked on the link to take a look.

As for what the other party said, he didn't believe it at all.

In contrast, he was more inclined to believe that this was a spoof or scam link.

But it doesn’t matter, his money is in the bank card anyway.

There are only a few cents in the 'paper crane'.

However, after a few seconds of loading, the screen jumped and the Kuaiyin app opened automatically, and a live broadcast room really appeared.

The live broadcast account is named [Fengshuanmen], and it is a certified official account.

The number of online users in the upper right corner has reached a terrifying number of over 100 million.

In the picture, there is a spacious and bright training room.

In the very center, there was a man in martial arts uniform standing with his hands behind his back.

Seeing this, Ma Zhuo instinctively prepared to row away. After all, compared to watching men, he preferred watching cute girls dance.

However, just as he was about to row away, he suddenly stopped.

"Perhaps you have all wondered before, whether there is any extraordinary power in this world?"

"I can now tell you with certainty that there are indeed extraordinary powers in this world. However, they are not those special abilities, but secret warriors."

"If you want to become a secret warrior, you must first temper your body and train your physique to a certain level before you can meet the requirements for refining qi and blood..."

In the video, a middle-aged man with a broad square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a white martial arts uniform with gold patterns, stands with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, not far in front of him was a steel plate placed upright. The steel plate was very thick, at least two or three centimeters.

"Now, I am here to show you the power of a secret warrior!"

The man said calmly.

"What is this guy going to do? Is he going to smash the steel plate with his hands? That's ridiculous!"

"Six! Are official accounts now also doing this kind of nonsense to attract attention?"

"If he can make a dent in this thick steel plate, I'll take off all my clothes, stand upside down and eat shit live! I mean what I say!"

In the live broadcast room, lines of barrage kept floating.

There are doubts in every word.

Ma Zhuo naturally didn't believe it either.

As an auto mechanic, he knows very well the difference between steel plates and iron plates.

After reasonable processing and heat treatment, the steel plate has high strength and can withstand large loads.

For example, high-strength structural steel plates can be used in construction, bridges, machinery manufacturing and other fields. They can withstand huge pressure and tension, and have good toughness and can absorb energy when impacted or vibrated.

A three-centimeter thick steel plate cannot be moved by human power alone.

Information about these barrages.

The man ignored him and continued talking to himself.

"Next, everyone, please watch carefully. I will try to slow down the movements!"

After saying that, he took a small step forward with his left foot, bent his knees slightly, and lowered his center of gravity.

The right foot is firmly planted in the ground, as if taking root.

He clenched his right hand into a fist, and the muscles on his arm bulged instantly, stretching the loose cuffs of his martial arts uniform tight.

With his shoulders slightly raised, he suddenly threw a punch.

cracking!
The air hissed, and wisps of blood seemed to condense on his arms, transforming into a blood-red falcon that fluttered its wings and let out a hissing sound as it raised its head.

Bang!
The next moment, his fist hit the center of the huge steel plate in front of him.

(End of this chapter)