Chapter 408: Is Zhang Jie a Monster?

"What a great dream."

Consumption World, Jiangnan Base City, Yangzhou City, Extreme Martial Arts Hall, Mingyue Community, near the edge,

in the training room of a villa, Zhang Jie lazily stretched, feeling comfortable.

Although his good brother Luo Feng, who had been a classmate, was also here,

how could it be as relaxed as facing himself, who was absolutely defenseless?

"What should I do next?"

Zhang Jie rubbed his chin, starting to think about how to maximize the development of the Munch-Munch Fruit's ability and strengthen his own power.

"With my current strength, can that plan be implemented?"

Thinking that he could already trade blows with a War God-level powerhouse before,

and now he had obtained the Munch-Munch Fruit's ability from Pirate Zhang Jie, his strength had further increased,

Zhang Jie couldn't help but feel a bit restless, and a plan he had long had began to take root and sprout.

"It's a pity that with my current status, I can't get in touch with the Black God Suit, otherwise it would be foolproof."

Thinking of this, Zhang Jie also felt some regret.

Not to mention the origin of the Black God Suit, just its function was enough to make people drool:

It can weaken 90% of attack power, even a King-level monster cannot tear it apart!

Of course, this does not mean that a War God-level powerhouse wearing a Black God Suit

can rival a King-level monster equivalent to a Parliamentarian-level powerhouse:

Parliamentarian-level, or Planet-level as summarized by cosmic civilization, is the first great leap of life,

even with the Black God Suit weakening 90% of the attack power,

the huge gap between a War God-level and a King-level monster still allows the King-level monster to kill a War God-level powerhouse,

at most it would take a little more effort and a few more swipes of its claws.

However, Zhang Jie, who had many trump cards, was confident that as long as he wore the Black God Suit,

not to mention slaying the King-level monster, at least saving his life would be more than enough.

This was very attractive to Zhang Jie, who valued his own life more than anything.

It's a pity that the Black God Suit is not a product of Earth, but from alien ruins, and one person can only get one,

so not to mention that it's priceless, most martial artists below the War God level have never even heard of it!

With Zhang Jie's current status, unless he directly sold himself to the Extreme Martial Arts Hall,

otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to smell the Black God Suit...

"Still need to do more preparation."

Zhang Jie suppressed the restlessness in his heart, the prospect of this plan succeeding was very tempting,

once successful, saying it would save decades of struggle would be an understatement, but saving his life was still important.

There were quite a few King-level monsters that could threaten his life,

and attributing life to the luck of not encountering King-level monsters was undesirable.

Flukes and the like were not to be had.

After all, if his life was gone, then everything would be gone.

"Perhaps it can be like this."

Recalling the joining conditions he had opened for the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, Zhang Jie's eyes lit up, and he had an idea.

Thinking of it, he did it, Zhang Jie's mental power moved, he took the phone on the table,

and dialed a number: "Hello, Supervisor Zhuge, it's me, Zhang Jie."

A gentle voice came from the other side of the phone: "It's A-Jie,

why do you have time to call this old man today?"

Although he called himself an old man, his voice was powerful, without a hint of old age, obviously having deep martial arts cultivation.

The more profound the martial arts cultivation, the longer the lifespan, the RR virus has broken out for more than thirty years,

but it has never been heard that any War God-level powerhouse died of old age, they all died in battle,

or suffered incurable heavy injuries and died.

As for the Parliamentarian-level above the War God-level, they are even better:

Hong, the first powerhouse on Earth, was a middle-aged man before the Great Catastrophe, and he is still a middle-aged man now...

"Supervisor Zhuge is being modest, you are not old. In my opinion,

fighting for our Extreme Martial Arts Hall for another hundred years is also easy."

For people without conflict, Zhang Jie naturally didn't mind saying nice things, and immediately offered a round of flattery.

This Supervisor Zhuge was obviously one of the three major supervisors of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall,

a high-level War God-level powerhouse, responsible for discovering and signing potential martial artists or spiritual mentalists,

only responsible to the Hall Master Hong, even inspectors like Wild Beast, Yaorao, etc., did not have the right to order Zhuge Tao.

"Haha, if I really work for another hundred years, it will definitely make my old bones fall apart."

Zhuge Tao on the other side of the phone joked about himself.

However, the happiness in his words was obvious: nice words, who doesn't like to hear them?

Even the Emperor has one or two sycophants by his side.

"Tell me, what's the matter that you want to find this old man?"

Zhuge Tao, who had met Zhang Jie once through the virtual network when he officially joined the Extreme Martial Arts Hall,

knew that Zhang Jie was not visiting without a reason.

"Hehe, there really is something I want to trouble you with."

Zhang Jie smiled shyly: "Can you enter the Elite Training Camp you mentioned before before the New Year?"

Crack!

Before Zhang Jie finished speaking, the sound of something being crushed came from the other side of the phone.

Then Zhuge Tao's voice came with a bit of trembling:

"You, you kid have already broken through to the high-level War General level?"

Among the conditions the Extreme Martial Arts Hall gave Zhang Jie before, there was one,

as long as Zhang Jie could break through to the high-level War General level within a few years,

Zhuge Tao would give him one of the recommendation spots for the Elite Training Camp in his hands.

"I think it should be."

Zhang Jie gave a positive answer in a humble tone.

"Monster, you kid is a monster!"

Zhuge Tao did not hide his surprise.

Yes, a mere high-level War General is not worth mentioning in front of him, a high-level War God,

he could crush several with one hand, but how many years has he practiced, and how many years has Zhang Jie practiced?

He started from the Great Catastrophe and spent a full thirty-plus years to barely achieve the high-level War God level.

And Zhang Jie?

Has it been half a year since he awakened?

Moreover, he has always been following the Hall Master, the world's number one powerhouse,

able to get guidance from this world's number one powerhouse, what does Zhang Jie have?

Could it be relying on that high-level Warrior-level PE teacher and the intermediate War General Jiang Nian?

The only explanation is that Zhang Jie's talent is no longer extraordinary, but directly a monster!

A monster like a King-level monster among monsters that is born with the potential to become a king!

As for whether Zhang Jie is here to tease him?

First, there is a tester for combat power levels, absolutely no one can fake it in front of him, at least not in the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

Second, monsters with extraordinary talents like Zhang Jie naturally have their own pride and have always disdained lying.

Facing Zhuge Tao's surprise, Zhang Jie smiled without saying a word.

Although his previous potential was indeed weak, and even becoming a quasi-martial artist was extremely difficult, under the blessing of the shared space,

with five Zhang Jies superimposed, saying he is a monster is not an exaggeration at all.

But it's better to let such things rot in his heart, he wouldn't tell anyone else.

"It counts, of course it counts, I will let Jiang Nian and Wu Tong go over now."

After a while, Zhuge Tao suppressed the stormy surprise in his heart and made arrangements.

After speaking, he immediately regretted it: "Forget it, let me run there myself."

For a genius like Zhang Jie, he still had to run there himself to be at ease.

After all, even the chief instructor of their Extreme Martial Arts Hall branch in Yangzhou City,

Wu Tong, is only a high-level War General, barely on the same level as Zhang Jie now.

Not to mention that Zhang Jie is also a spiritual mentalist who can fight across levels, Wu Tong is no longer his opponent.

Even if Wu Tong, who has fought for many years, surpasses Zhang Jie, who is still a novice, in combat experience, so what?

Spiritual mentalists can fly, one kite-flying move would be enough to make him unable to handle it.

As for Jiang Nian?

emmm...

Intermediate War General level, already the kind of goods that Zhang Jie killed with one sword, don't take it out to lose face. ===== CHAPTER 409 =====