Chapter 111 Divine Power Reappearance

Some time ago, Wang Chou sold the two clay pots from the Qing Dynasty and read a lot of books on antiques. At that time, he paid attention to the fingers extended by the bow and arrow.

In history, the most exquisite finger-wrench was the Qing Dynasty, because in the Qing Dynasty, the finger-wrench had become a kind of plaything and a symbol of status.

Different from the exquisite Qing Dynasty wrench, this Qin Dynasty wrench does not look exquisite, and the patterns on the surface are relatively rough and simple. At first glance, it looks practical, not something to play with in the hand.

After playing with the jade wrench for a while, Wang Zhu found another bronze tripod the size of a fist.

The bronze tripod was extremely heavy. Although it was only big as a fist, it was heavy to handle. Wang Zhu didn't plan to take it down at first, but thought of the Jiuding tripod that Qin Shihuang used to slaughter warlocks, he hesitated again and again, and took the bronze tripod down.

There was nothing unusual about the fist-sized bronze tripod except for its simple design. Wang Zhu checked it over and over again, but found no special function, so he had no choice but to give up.

After studying until the sunrise in the east, Wang Chu didn't find anything to improve his skills.

Of course, Wang Zhu found a jade bottle, and there were several fragrant pills in the jade bottle, but thinking of the Qin Dynasty using mercury and other heavy metals to make alchemy, he dared not take it with Wang Zhu's courage, in case of heavy metal poisoning, the gain would outweigh the loss up.

Wang Zhu reckoned that the seeds in a few small jade boxes should be elixir seeds that are helpful for cultivation. The problem is that it is definitely not a matter of a day or two to cultivate them to bloom and bear fruit. Far water cannot quench near thirst and urgent needs ...

...

"Grandma, get some crap, nothing works!"

Looking at the pile of scattered things on the bed, the angry Wang Zhu slapped the bedside table with his palm.

A tiny bolt of lightning flashed across the room.

"click"

With a muffled sound, the bedside table was slapped to pieces by Wang Zhu.

Wang Zhu was taken aback, but the matter was not over yet.

The debris scattered on the ground is still broken, just a few breaths, a pile of broken wood has been turned into powder.

"Fuck! Don't mess up when you are told to mess up, and do everything you can to destroy when you are not told to." Looking at the messy ground, Wang Chu felt extremely depressed.

In fact, this is not the first time.

Ever since he found the fist print in the woods last time, Wang Chu realized that there was a powerful force lurking in his body, but this power was not under his control, and would often appear suddenly, and when he needed it, he would There was no reaction at all.

In order to dig out the terrifying power in his body, Wang Chou spent a lot of time thinking. He often used his strength when he had nothing to do, trying to find the law of the power's appearance. Unfortunately, the powerful power was like those golden characters in the Supreme Immortal Dao. Mysterious, come without a trace, go without a trace.

If he could control that terrifying power, all Liu Dawuhu would be scumbags, and he would slap them casually, and they would immediately slap their teeth all over the place.

In the face of absolute power, any tricks are scum! During the period of studying with Qian Bo, although Wang Zhu didn't learn any real skills, he still mastered some martial arts theories.

The root of martial arts is not skills, but power. Once the power gap is too large, the role of skills becomes insignificant.

The so-called skills can only play a role when they are evenly matched, or when the gap is not too big. For example, even if a three-year-old child has mastered peerless martial arts, it is useless without strength.

Wang Zhu looked at his slap, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he suddenly slapped himself.

"call!"

A surge of force hit Wang Zhu's face, and Wang Zhu's body flew into the air, his head blank.

Peng!

With a muffled sound, Wang Zhu bumped into the wall of the small hotel, and then slid down the wall like a mangy dog.

"Is there a mistake!"

With a mournful face, Wang Zhu struggled to stand up, stumbled and ran to look in front of the mirror,

One side of his face was swollen like a steamed bun, and the corner of his mouth was still bleeding, which was shocking.

Fortunately, the tooth was not knocked out. After being stupid for a while, Wang was afraid.

wrong!

In Wang Zhu's memory, after that mysterious power appeared, Wang Zhu tested it countless times, but it never appeared consecutively.

Do you want to try again?

"Dong dong dong..." Just as Wang Zhu was staring at the chair and was about to move, there was a knock on the door.

"What happened?" The noise just now alarmed the owner of the small hotel.

"It's okay, I fell off the bed."

"Oh...be careful."

...

After the hotel owner left, Wang Zhu racked his brains and finally came up with a test method.

Wrap the glass with a towel and crush it, so that there is neither sound nor scratching yourself.

Action is worse than heartbeat, Wang Chu immediately found a towel and a glass from the bathroom, and tested it carefully with a little force.

Click!

Click!

Click!

...

After Wang Zhu crushed several glass and porcelain cups one after another, he was finally sure that he could completely control the mysterious power in his body.

"Quack quack... Liuda Wuhu, you just wait!" The ecstatic Wang Zhu let out a piercing and strange laugh like a nighthawk.

How ugly!

Is Lao Tzu a villain? Why does he laugh so badly?

"Ha ha……"

Wang Zhu put his hands on his hips, raised his neck and prepared to laugh boldly, but the laughter was stuck in his neck, and he couldn't laugh out loud. He didn't want to be driven out to sleep on the street by the hotel owner.

...

The over-excited Wang Chu crushed everything in the room that could be crushed, and finally stayed up until dawn.

Wang Zhu was afraid that the hotel owner would pester him, so he left several thousand yuan on the bed, carried his baby on his back, and slipped away on the pretext of going out for breakfast, and went straight to the station.

Because there were too many antiques on his body, Wang Zhu didn't dare to take the train, so he chose to take a long-distance bus.

The road was bumpy, stopped and stopped, changed cars a few times, and arrived at City C the next morning.

Afraid of drawing attention from others, Wang Zhu went straight through the back door to the family area and returned to the security dormitory.

Back in the dormitory, take a shower and change clothes, hide a bag of odds and ends, and turn on the phone.

"Damn, so many calls!"

After Wang Zhu's phone was turned on, overwhelming information filled the phone screen.

Lu Jiao, Ye Lan, Su Xue, Principal Han Bing, Qian Bo, Wen Jing and an unfamiliar number.

Wang Zhu was the first to call back Wen Jing's phone, but Wen Jing's phone was already turned off. Wang Chu remembered that Wen Jing said she would stay at home for three days, so she probably left.

"Lu Jiao..."

"Wang Zhu, you're back!" Lu Jiao seemed to breathe a long sigh of relief when she received Wang Zhu's call.

"Well, I'm back." Hearing Lu Jiao's relieved voice, Wang Chu had a strange feeling.

"Wang stupid, you go to your class well, don't care what they think, if you can't beat them, don't beat them, what's the big deal."

"Yeah, I still decided to fight." Wang Zhu's heart warmed up.

"But, you can't beat it!" Lu Jiao's voice was full of worry.

"It's okay, Brother Stupid has his own way."

"Oh……"

"Call you later, can we have lunch together? I miss you so much." Wang Zhu said with a chuckle.

"Hmm..." Lu Jiao's voice was inaudible.

"Lan Lan, why are you looking for me?" After hanging up Lu Jiao's phone, Wang Zhu called Ye Lan.

"Brother Stupid, where did you go?" Ye Lan's voice was full of surprise.

"I went out for a while, it's okay, I'm back."

"Just come back. Stupid brother, I told my brothers that they told you not to panic. On the day of the fight, they will come back and beat Liu Dawuhu for you."

"Ah..." Six gourd babies sitting upright with stern expressions appeared in Wang Zhu's head.

"Stupid brother, don't worry, they are very powerful."

"Thank them for me." Wang Zhu touched his nose.

"Stupid brother, when the time comes, call more people to cheer you up. Brothers said, if you can't win in single combat, fight in groups."

"Group fight..." Wang Zhu was dumbfounded, imagining the scene of six gourd babies swarming up in his head.

"Yeah, if you don't win, you'll have to fight in groups. That's what my dad said."

"The old scout said the same thing." Wang Zhi petrified.

"Don't worry, my dad will also cheer you on then."

"Ahem... he's coming to school too?"

"Yeah, he's been exercising recently, and he's best prepared for group fights."

"..." Wang Zhu's forehead was dripping with sweat.

"You're coming over for dinner tonight, and my dad wants to discuss it with you."

"well……"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhu's mind was still in a mess, and things seemed to be different from what he expected. When he went to Mount Tai, he had a feeling of being abandoned by the whole world. After a few phone calls after returning, he turned around. Not only did Lu Jiao stop forcing her, but even the old scouts and a group of gourd babies rolled up their sleeves to help him. Gang fights.

What's wrong with the world?

What's wrong with this society?

Wang Zhu called Han Bing.

"Why are you looking for me?" Wang Zhu asked carelessly.

"Where are you?"

"Sleeping in the dormitory."

"Back?" Han Bing's voice was full of surprise.

"Yes, just came back."

"Come to my office."

"I..." Han Bing had hung up the phone before Wang's stupid words were finished.

"Chamber." Wang stupidly dialed Qianbo's phone triumphantly.

"The king is stupid." Qian Bo's voice was also very pleasantly surprised.

"Old man, how are you doing these days?"

"not good."

"What's the matter?" Wang Chu felt that Qian Bo's mood was a little depressed.

"I quit the game for you."

"Ah... who wants you to withdraw?" Wang Zhu suddenly jumped up from the sofa as if being stabbed by a needle.

"Wang Zhu, I've thought about it for a long time. You really can't beat Liu Dawuhu. We don't need to take this risk. If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about firewood. After you leave the teacher, we will find a chance to take revenge."

"Uncle, can I call you Uncle? You have to notify me when you retire!" Wang Zhu was so anxious that he was suffocated. Now that he has unrivaled power in his body, he is going to vent his anger during the competition. Unexpectedly, he was pushed away by Chamberlain.

"In case you are beaten into a cripple or something..."

"fart!"

"You want to accept the challenge?" Chamber asked suspiciously.

"Immediately give me a challenge. This time, brother stupid will beat them all over the ground!" Wang Zhu said in a very bold voice.

"Are you sure?" Chamberlain still didn't seem to believe it.

"Sure!"

"Then... that's alright... I'll get you a challenge book now, which is actually not bad. You reject their challenge and challenge them in turn. If you take the initiative, you will win in terms of momentum, hehe..." Qian Bob laughed.

"Sure enough, he is a treacherous and cunning man!"

While chatting with Qian Bohai, Wang Zhu walked towards the principal's office.

Soon, we arrived at the principal's office.

"Chamber, I have something to do, I'll talk about it later." Wang Zhu hung up the phone.

"Where have you been these few days?" Han Bing stood up and poured tea for Wang Zhu.

"I went to visit a famous teacher." Wang Zhu had a mysterious look on his face. (The fan group of the strongest traverser: 342965469)