Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 3 Ascension Hall

The "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf" at this moment is no longer as fierce and violent as before, and his condition is very bad, it can be said to be extremely miserable.

The face of "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf" showed deep despair and unbelievable anger. Looking at Zhao Ji who was walking slowly, he questioned loudly.

Stopping, Zhao Ji showed a strange look on his face, and said with a smile: "Haven't you heard of bulletproof vests? Made in China, counterfeit bulletproof vests, the bulletproof effect is amazing."

"What, you are wearing body armor, then, before, why did you..."

Zhao Ji's answer obviously surprised "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf", and there was a little suspicion in his eyes.

"You're asking me why I have to jump up and down to avoid it, right? I'm wearing a bulletproof vest and shorts, but I can't protect my whole body. Besides, this can also paralyze you, right?"

Smiling complacently, Zhao Ji said.

"So that's the case, I'm not wronged to lose."

There was a sneering smile at the corner of his mouth, which was ironic to himself, and the look in the eyes of "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf" faded away, as if he had completely given up.

After looking at the "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf" for a few times, his eyes fixed on his back, which was carrying a backpack that was not too big or small. Zhao Ji was overjoyed, bent down, and reached for the backpack.

"Humph!"

Unprepared, he was bitten on his right hand by the "bloodthirsty cunning wolf". I have to say that his teeth are really good. At that time, Zhao Ji's hand was bleeding.

Clenching his fist with his right hand, he shook suddenly, shattering the white teeth of "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf", and then, Zhao Ji punched "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf" on the forehead, with a muffled "dong", His eyes turned white, his head was dizzy, and he fainted.

Not paying attention to the deep teeth marks on his fists and the few lines of blood flowing out, Zhao Ji grabbed the backpack on the back of the "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf", pulled it hard, and the straps of the backpack snapped off.

Open the backpack, there are very few things inside, only a bag of compressed biscuits and a flat rectangular iron box with a lock on it, but a key.

"This should be a smuggled antique. I don't know what it is. It made so many people take risks and lose their lives. I'm really curious. Do you want to take a look?"

Holding the iron box in his hand, Zhao Ji was about to open it.

"No, professional ethics, you can't watch it."

Just about to open the lock, Zhao Ji hesitated again.

"Hey, the above doesn't seem to say that you can't look at this item. Let's take a look. If the box is empty, I won't be able to explain it."

Zhao Ji found reasons for himself, and finally opened the iron box.

With a soft "click", the iron box was opened, and a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared, shaking his eyes.

"Wow, this is a palace made of gold."

Looking at the items in the iron box, Zhao Ji's eyes widened for a moment, as if golden gold coins flashed in his eyes.

The item in the box is a model of a palace, the whole body is golden, as if it was made of gold, and every aspect, whether it is the general aspects of the ground, pillars, walls, and roofs, or the detailed aspects of carvings and patterns, is fully described. It is very exquisite, so that the palace is magnificent, but also simple and delicate.

Putting his hands on the palace, touching here and there, Zhao Ji looked quite excited, with a little money fanatic on his face.

Although the salary is not low, the standard of living is guaranteed, and there is usually no shortage of money to spend, but at this time, seeing so much gold, Zhao Ji is still a little uneasy.

After studying for a while, Zhao Ji slowly figured out that the model of this palace might not be made of gold, but that from top to bottom, in the golden light, a flash of purple light flashed from time to time, it should be a special kind of metal.

"Hey, what is written here, Feisheng Palace."

On the gate of the palace model, on a plaque, Zhao Ji saw three characters.

"Feisheng Palace, what do you mean?"

Thumb brushed the three words on the plaque one by one, Zhao Ji's brows could not help but slightly wrinkled, with a thoughtful expression on his face, at this moment, what Zhao Ji didn't know was that there was a line of blood running down his hand , passed the thumb, stained the plaque.

More importantly, in Zhao Ji's body, an inexplicable air flow circulated throughout his body, and poured into the Feisheng Hall through the meridians in his hand. No, it should not be said to be poured, but to be absorbed.

In terms of martial arts, although Zhao Ji has also done some research and has a little knowledge of Bajiquan, Baguazhang and Taijiquan, he has not achieved any results in his practice, and he has not sensed the existence of strength in the legend.

At this time, Zhao Ji really felt that a thin, vague air flow was absorbed by the Feisheng Palace, which made him surprised and a little shocked at the same time.

It's Zhao Ji's dream for so long that he has practiced strength, and today he is finally fulfilled, he is naturally very happy, but it is too scary that Feisheng Temple can absorb strength, as if it is a living thing.

The mixed expression of surprise and horror on his face hadn't completely dissipated yet, when a change happened, the Feisheng Temple suddenly burst into golden light, and under a shock, it left Zhao Ji's palm, slowly flew up, and its volume expanded rapidly , In a short period of time, it turned into a giant.

A small model, the Feisheng Palace that can be supported by one hand, may not be large enough to hold a bowl of water, but it suddenly becomes three feet long and several feet high, clearly becoming a real giant palace, with hanging stopped in mid-air.

"No way, this is a supernatural event!"

This miraculous change happened right in front of his eyes, almost subverting Zhao Ji's view of the world. Looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, he was extremely shocked.

In addition to being shocked, he was also a little overwhelmed. Zhao Ji's tenacious nerves couldn't hold it anymore. Just when he didn't know what to do next, a strong suction force was generated from the Ascension Hall, and the It sucked in instantly.

Then, the Hall of Ascension slammed forward, seemingly light and powerless, but it tore a crack in the calm sky.

As if glass shattered, a small crack appeared spontaneously, and then, the crack quickly expanded and became larger, forming a huge mouth, like a bottomless black hole, the trajectory of Feisheng Hall's forward impact remained unchanged, Didn't go inside, no trace.

The cracks torn in the air slowly healed after the Feisheng Hall disappeared, and after half a quarter of an hour, everything returned to normal.

(End of this chapter)