The Black Book

Maybe under the pressure of a strong enemy, the remaining skills have all broken through?

With good expectations, Zhu Haomiao first made another gold for [Dielangjin], which had broken through the bottleneck.

After investing 10 [Greed Gold Coins] at once, it got stuck again as expected.

[Dielangjin]: LV.4 (small success·bottleneck)

Virtual memories that lasted for several years flowed into my mind like running water. In the early stage, they were moving forward rapidly, in the later stage, they were like constipation, and in the end, they were completely stuck, unable to make any progress.

"Tsk..."

Rubbing his temples, Zhu Haomiao pulled away from the oppressive pain in the virtual memory and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The third level of bottleneck only took more than ten days, and the fourth level of bottleneck is estimated to not take long... There is no rush...

On the contrary, the resources for cultivation are not enough. Regardless of contribution or [Greed of Gold Coins], the consumption will become larger as time goes by, so we must prepare for a rainy day.

Concerned, Zhu Haomiao turned around and walked in the direction of [Yanhuang Arsenal].

…………………………

"Kill, kill, kill~~~"

"Fuck him!!"

"Hit him! Attack him!"

The vast underground martial arts arena seems to be always so lively regardless of day or night.

Amidst the noisy and sharp roars around him, Zhu Haomiao found Wang Hua who was very busy.

"Senior Brother Wang."

"Ah?! Junior Brother Zhu! Why are you here?"

"I feel a little stuffy after being in seclusion for a long time. Come out and relax."

"Huh... I was shocked. I thought you had finished practicing all the skills you redeemed last time, broke through to the gold level, and were here to cause trouble again!"

"…………"

So this is how I look in your eyes?

Zhu Haomiao's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and he graciously ignored the matter.

"So you want to come and play, right?"

Seeing Zhu Haomiao's thoughts, Wang Hua asked with a chuckle.

"Is it convenient? According to the rules, do I need to sign up a few days in advance?"

Seeing the young man's expectant eyes, Wang Hua waved his hand.

"It's a small matter, I'll help you arrange it now."

With that said, Wang Hua turned around and left in a hurry, but halfway through, he seemed to remember something, turned around and said seriously to Zhu Haomiao.

“But is it okay for the opponent to be completely random?”

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

It seems that the "evenly matched" opponent last time gave him a psychological shadow...

Originally, I wanted to designate a Taijun, but considering that I had already jumped in line, it seemed a bit inappropriate to continue the shady story. Zhu Haomiao nodded calmly.

"Can."

Showing an OK gesture to the young man, Wang Hua dove into the staff area and emerged again within a few minutes.

"Done! It's your turn next time!"

"Um...can I kill the other party?"

"…………"

Looking at Zhu Haomiao's shy, expectant, and embarrassed beautiful face, Wang Hua fell into deep silence.

How did you say such cruel words with such an innocent expression?

Are you participating in the competition just to kill your opponent?

Do you want it to be so murderous?

Pinching his eyebrows in pain, Wang Hua hesitated for a few seconds, but before he could answer, a steady voice sounded from the side.

"The opponent is a Gallic chicken, and he has no grudges against us. If he kills them randomly, I'm afraid the impact will not be very good."

"Senior Brother Feng!"

Seeing the person coming, Wang Hua breathed a long sigh of relief, quickly stood aside and threw the hot potato out.

Feng Zhaobai smiled and nodded, observing Zhu Haomiao's face calmly.

Feng Zhaobai felt relieved when he saw that the young man's brows were peaceful and not as vicious as he imagined.

Fortunately, there are no signs of falling into the devil's path...

"Junior Brother Zhu, the game hasn't even started yet, why do you want to kill the opponent?"

Feng Zhaobai chuckled and teased, probing without any trace.

Zhu Haomiao was immediately asked and didn't know how to answer.

Could it be said that he covets Taijun's body?

"Uh... My strength has been growing rapidly recently, and I can't keep up with my control. I'm afraid I might accidentally kill the opponent..."

In desperation, Zhu Haomiao made up a ridiculous reason, but to his surprise, the two people in front of him believed it without any doubt.

"The growth of strength exceeds the growth of control... What a luxurious trouble..."

Looking at the young man's confused expression, Feng Zhaobai sighed, with a trace of undetectable jealousy in his eyes.

Wang Hua on the side was even more direct, staring into Zhu Haomiao's eyes without concealing the envy and jealousy in his eyes.

"Uh...is this hard?"

Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but ask.

In fact, his answer just now was not a lie, because his six-dimensional attributes have been growing at a sustained and rapid rate.

The first thing you do when you open your eyes every day is to adapt to your increased power!

The daily control was very simple and he could get used to it in a few minutes, but even he was not sure of the fine control in battle.

Unless the opponent, like the previous Taijun, can press him to the limit and let him unleash all his power!

Then learn to control everything about yourself in battle!

On the other side, listening to Zhu Haomiao's Versailles-filled questions, even Feng Zhaobai couldn't help but slightly hold his forehead, and an impulse arose in his heart to beat him.

"Even an ordinary [God's Destiny] would find it difficult to achieve this state. Only the top-level [God's Destiny] would have such a situation..."

After hearing Feng Zhaobai's explanation, Zhu Haomiao immediately understood his current situation and wisely shut his mouth.

Senior Brother Wang next to him started to grind his teeth, and his eyes were so red that he looked like he wanted to bite someone!

At this moment, the broadcast information helped Zhu Haomiao get out of the situation.

"Two senior brothers, it's my turn to compete on stage. See you later."

Shuangli clasped his fists, Zhu Haomiao turned and walked towards the contestants' tunnel, and quickly disappeared from the sight of the two people.

A few minutes later, the boy stood on the edge of the ring and saw his opponent in this competition.

He was a sunny boy with blond hair and blue eyes, but when the two met their eyes, the other's originally confident face suddenly stiffened and gradually turned bitter and twisted.

After struggling for a few seconds, the blond boy let out a long sigh, his shoulders dropped weakly, and he helplessly said something to the referee in the audience.

"Player Yagobu surrenders, and player Zhu Haomiao wins!"

Following the referee's announcement, the huge stadium was filled with excitement.

"Coward! Draft!"

"What are you afraid of?! You may die! Just do it!"

"You have no men in Gaul?!"

"Gaul men have long since died!"

………………

Listening to the roars of the various tricks in the audience, the blond boy seemed to have been drained of energy, and walked down the ring with gloomy eyes.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao, who was originally in high spirits, also walked down with a confused look on his face, and looked confusedly at the two senior brothers who greeted him.

"this……"

"A person's name is like a tree's shadow. Junior Brother Zhu, congratulations to you for standing up a stick in one battle!"

Wang Hua patted Zhu Haomiao on the shoulder and joked with gloating.