The extraordinary daily life of people with super powers

Then, an unrivaled force pushed down on him. His knees could no longer hold up and he fell to the ground.

Two more "click" sounds were heard.

Blood was flowing out from the knees.

The entire arena fell silent in an instant, and the audience watched the scene almost holding their breath.

What did they see?

One move, just one move, and Buakaw was knocked to the ground?

It seems that he has completely lost the power to resist.

"With this kind of power, are you still human?" Buakaw asked in a low voice.

"I have always believed that the human body has its limits, and that the strength that each weight class possesses is limited."

"No matter how skilled I am in fighting, I will suffer a loss in front of a bigger heavyweight."

"But I won't give up. Why should the human body have limitations? Why can't it be trained to be as hard as steel?"

Buakaw seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be describing himself: "I keep polishing myself day after day, year after year."

"But my body told me that I was like this, I had reached my limit and it was impossible for me to move forward."

"I thought I had done my best, but until I saw you now, I realized that I was just sitting in a well and looking at the world from afar."

He looked up at Liu Ming, as if hoping to hear the answer he wanted from the other party.

"Tell me, you didn't become like this because of drugs. You didn't inject those miscellaneous drugs to become like this. Tell me!"

Many pharmaceutical companies in Xuanxing have been secretly carrying out super soldier projects, attempting to create supermen by injecting drugs.

However, they are not trying to pursue the limits of the human body, but want to complete various assassinations and execute some dirty plans through individual plans.

After all, in today's society, everyone holds nuclear weapons and cannot use them easily. If one's side has an individual superman, it seems to be the most advantageous situation.

"Of course not." Liu Ming shook his head. He didn't take drugs, he was just soaking in it.

"I knew it."

Ignoring the pain in his knees and hand bones, Buakaw continued, "Those who inject drugs have too many side effects, and they become like neither human nor ghost."

"When I saw you, I knew you were not that kind of person."

"I knew it!"

As if venting the frustration that had been in his heart for a long time, Buakaw shouted loudly.

At the same time, he asked in an almost pleading tone: "Can I...can I...learn?"

This was beyond Liu Ming's expectation. After thinking for a long time, he replied: "It should be possible."

"My master taught me all this. I am the weakest one in my sect."

"The...weakest?" Buakaw was dumbfounded.

You're a guy who's almost surpassing the limits of the human body, and you tell me you're the weakest?

There is no need for Versailles to be like this.

"What's your master's name?"

"he is……"

Liu Ming jumped off the ring, leaving only his back to Buakaw.

"Liu Ansheng!"

…………

Below the stage, Ding Qiang's heart almost jumped out of his chest with excitement. When he saw Liu Ming coming, he immediately rushed up to him, jumping up and down, and his words were incoherent.

"Liu Ming, Brother Ming, Emperor Ming!"

"Ouch, I...you...hahaha!"

Liu Ming was not used to his crazy look, so he comforted him, "Okay, when I first met you, you were not this kind of person who jumps up and down."

"No, that's Buakaw. You can beat him so cleanly. You are simply invincible."

"It makes my blood boil."

Ding Qiang used to be a death fighter, but after completing his contract, he felt that this job was too dangerous, so he turned to being a manager.

But just speaking as a fighter, people like Buakaw who stand at the top are the ones they all look up to.

Now, seeing with my own eyes such a person being defeated by others, and being defeated by the newcomer that I brought up myself, the sense of accomplishment is simply off the charts.

But this alone is not enough to make Ding Qiang jump up and down. What really excites him is the money!

"Brother Ming, you don't know, I bet on you to win this time. According to the odds offered by the organizer, I have at least earned this amount." Ding Qiang held up five fingers.

Liu Ming didn’t understand what the five fingers represented. Was it five hundred thousand, five million, or fifty million?

When he watched transactions in TV dramas in the past, he complained about the plots where people just pointed their fingers and the other party understood.

What if the price offered by the other party is completely different from what you expected, and the transaction will end up in chaos?

"How much money do I have now?" Liu Ming asked.

Ding Qiang took out his phone and did some calculations, then said in a deep voice, "Counting the amount I bet for you today, plus the appearance fee and bonus, the total is 600 million."

"So many?" Liu Ming was surprised.

He only fought for more than ten days and earned 600 million yuan. This money came too quickly.

If it weren't for Master Skeleton's arrangements, he would have wanted to continue fighting.

"Not much."

Ding Qiang shook his head. “Six hundred million may seem like a lot, but there are very few people like you, Brother Ming.”

"In recent years, only Buakaw, when he first debuted, was comparable to you. No one else can catch up with the two of you."

"Besides, you defeated Buakaw tonight, which is even more valuable than before."

Liu Ming thought about it carefully and found that this was the truth.

If you want to earn 600 million, you must bet on yourself to win every time, and you must be a newcomer so that the other party cannot evaluate your strength.

Otherwise, if you are too strong, the odds will be very low and you won’t make much money even if you win.

Secondly, there must be qualified opponents for the organizers to promote crazily.

This kind of income is only possible when the time, place and people are right.

"For those who are weaker than me, the appearance fees for death fights are not enough to cover the medical expenses, not to mention the risk of death and disability."

Ding Qiang sighed, and then said: "I guess the organizer will come to you to sign an agreement soon and make you their mainstay."

"Once that happens, your net worth and income will increase by 10 to 20 times without any problem."

“That’s the kind of person Buakaw is.”

"Hmph, after signing the agreement, I'm afraid I won't be free anymore." Liu Ming thought of the game that Buakaw lost.

Even if the other person is as proud as he is, won't he have to bow his head in the end?

It is a truth that one has to bow his head when he is under someone's roof, and this is true wherever he goes.

"Can I take this money away? The organizer won't..." Liu Ming was a little worried about this issue.

Ding Qiang said: "Brother Ming, don't worry about this. Six hundred million is a huge sum of money for many people, but it is nothing to the organizers. They value brand reputation more."

"If you are not allowed to take the money you earn, once the news gets out, your credibility will be gone."

“The organizers will not make an exception for a small amount of money.”

"You also know who the organizer is, right?"

Liu Ming expressed his understanding.

The organizers are definitely high-ranking people in Uptown, with super companies as their backgrounds.

Six hundred million is just six dollars to these people.

As long as the brand credit remains, it can generate many 600 million continuously.

At this point, Liu Ming looked at Ding Qiang and said, "Thank you for your trouble these days. See you again if we have a chance in the future."

"Brother Ming, what you mean is..."

Ding Qiang clapped his hands, "Hey, I knew you weren't from this place. You can't raise a real dragon by diving."

Ding Qiang had expected Liu Ming to leave, but he had been fantasizing about cooperating with him and making a lot of money, but he didn't expect that this day would come so soon.

"See you later."

"that……"

Seeing his shy look, Liu Ming asked, "Anything else?"

"Brother Ming, can I learn your...unique skill?"

Ding Qiang said, "Of course, it's not in vain. I will pay all the money, whether it's the kowtow to become a disciple or the apprenticeship fee. Three or four times is no problem."

Liu Ming forgot that Ding Qiang also came from a death fight, so he probably still had the passion for fighting in his bones.

"I'll go back and ask my master, and we'll talk about it later."

After saying that, Liu Ming didn't wait for his reply and walked out of the gate in a swagger.

Such a high-profile action did calm down one or two people who were ready to make trouble in the dark.

Ding Qiang looked at his back and couldn't help but sigh:

"What kind of god is it that can teach someone like Ming Ge?"

"If I could become his disciple, even if I die, my life would be worth it!"

…………

"According to the time, Liu Ming should be here soon."

During this period of time, Tang Ansheng has been killing players in addition to practicing his bone strength.

In the first two or three days, one player challenged him, and in the next day, several players came to kill him. Now, he can encounter dozens of players in a day.

There's even one that shoots fireballs.

However, this fireball is only the size of a ping-pong ball and not powerful enough. It is almost like a tickle when it hits your body.

"Now that I have a physical body, if I practice a little, I might be able to break through to the dark energy."

Tang Ansheng stretched out his bony hand and patted Xiao Bai on the head, saying, "I have a feeling that after this is done, it will be time for me to leave."

"It's a pity that I can't enter the Xuanxing world in my physical body and protect my planet and the suffering people on it."

From the beginning, after knowing that he was in the game world and could not interfere with reality, and considering Xuan Xing's current situation, Tang Ansheng was thinking about how to rescue those people.

But after thinking about it, there is no good solution.

Finally, he decided to pass on the power to them, and to start a martial arts craze in this world without martial arts.

"I don't know how long it will take me to slowly deduce the light and dark Dan Gang God, but if 10 or 20 billion people from Xuanxing come together, the power of a civilization will definitely far exceed my current strength."

"With the help of my prescriptions and various modern technologies, it would not be too much to produce a hundred invincible gods."

On average, one person is paid for every 200 million, which is still considered a small number.

"No, if there really are a hundred of them, they will surely summarize their experiences and make the path to promotion more convenient. There will be no problem with another hundred, right?"

By then, maybe we can figure out a way to see God and truly break through the void.

As Tang Ansheng was thinking, he saw a man running towards him from afar. Who else could it be but Liu Ming?

"Master Skeleton, I have completed the mission and now have 600 million in funds. What should I do next?"

"Publicity." Tang Ansheng said.

"publicity?"

What are you promoting?