August 25th, noon.
In the bathroom, Qiao was covered with white soap bubbles. His two thick palms rubbed their whole body hard, rubbing off a thick layer of dead skin, revealing the snow-white skin lingering like a top-quality sea bead below.
"Tifah will be jealous!" Joe opened the glass door in the shower room, looked at the large mirror embedded in the opposite wall, and bent his arms proudly: "No, with such white skin, the ladies in Tulum Port will vomit blood with jealousy!"
Inside the body, the sea of ​​strength is like a huge heart.
The frequency of contraction, expansion, and the sea of ​​power beats exactly the same as Joe's heartbeat. The crimson flames burned in the sea of ​​power, constantly burning, refining the blood and energy in the sea of ​​power.
As long as there is blood and energy in the sea of ​​power, Qiao, a huge and powerful body with four million and million pounds of "primitive power", can continue to run, jump, and fight.
Below the Sea of ​​Power, near the lower abdomen, the Sea of ​​Energy is like a huge burning nebula, slowly rotating. At the core of the nebula is a fire ball that is more dimmer than the Sea of ​​Power, the size of a fist.
The knight's powers were constantly spinning with this fire ball as the core.
Each knight's power has a crimson flame burning, calcining the impurities in it at all times, causing its volume to shrink, its density to increase, and the power contained in a unit volume to increase.
Qiao took a deep breath, and more than a dozen knight's powers suddenly burned out, turning into a rolling hot stream and pouring into his whole body.
Accompanied by a slight roar, Qiao's bloated body suddenly shrank inward, and on his round and plump body, he was like a knife and axe chopping, as if the muscles of a statue suddenly appeared.
Qiao felt that his whole body was hot, and there was a terrible force that made his hands hot and expand. With just a gentle wave of his fists, his fists could erupt outward like a volcano.
Qiao couldn't help but recall the common sense about the cultivation of the sea of ​​energy that Hesen instilled in him last night.
Because the breathing method is different, the cultivation of the energy sea has reached its ultimate state. Some people can only release the power of the knight through their fists; those with slightly higher breathing method can release the power of the knight, and both fists and feet can release the power of the knight through their feet. Obviously, they have a great advantage in speed and agility.
Higher-level breathing methods, both fists, feet, arms, and legs, can release the power of the knight, with greater lethality and more killing parts, and the attack method will be even more unpredictable.
The top-level breathing method can even spray fatal attacks from the mouth in every corner of the body, and even some wonderful super-level breathing method can release powerful power in both eyes. Moreover, the power of the knight can cover the whole body, forming a physical extraordinary armor.
"However, "Imperial Army Basic Breathing Method"... there should be no big hope." Qiao shook his head and shook his head at the powerful man covered in muscles in the mirror: "It's so ugly, such a body... still..."
The knight's power spread all over his body slowly removed, and a large amount of heat spurted out from his pores, and Qiao returned to his original round and plump white image. The moisture on his body was quickly evaporated by the heat, and even his hair was clean and there was no drop of water left.
After walking out of the bathroom and coming to the cloakroom, it took only one morning enough for the tailor of the Vitu family to customize several sets of fitted uniforms for Joe.
Seven feet and eight inches, this is Qiao's latest height measurement, a height that made Lia say nothing for a long time and almost fainted.
Not only did he grow taller and his waist circumference thicker, but more importantly, as the physical strength increases, Qiao's seemingly obese body, whether it is bones, internal organs, or even fat on his body, increases in density.
At this time, Qiao, he weighed...
Looking at the specially made spring scale in the corner of the cloakroom, Qiao subconsciously curled his lips: "Forever three hundred pounds, light and agile, and as light as a swallow's body... hoho!"
With his right hand pressed the scale more than ten feet away, a dull "bang" sound, and a crimson knight's force whistled out, smashing the scale to pieces.
"Forever... three hundred pounds! The standard weight cannot be increased any more!" Qiao looked at himself in front of the dressing mirror, and grabbed a police baton wrapped in copper and lead from the shelf, which was five feet long and nearly the thickness of an ordinary person's calves.
"Will there be a small gift after the adult ceremony? Ah, it's so exciting... Is it a weapon like Tifa's gavel? It's worth looking forward to!" Qiao was so excited that she had goose bumps on her body.
He had long been envious of Tifa's little gavel so much that he had drooled.
The baton in his hand now really has a decorative meaning that outweighs practical value... Qiao also hopes that he can have such a powerful weapon that suits his wishes and is customized at a huge cost through special channels.
"Joe, haven't washed it yet? Hurry up... You happened to be back yesterday, and Lord Ross personally called you to attend the farewell." Hessian's voice came from the living room outside: "I can understand her bad taste. This incident was triggered by you. Let you attend the farewell ceremony in the image of a winner, which can satisfy some of her dark little thoughts."
"Hesen, don't say so badly... Being able to show up on such an occasion proves that Joe is also a big shot in Tulum Port and has a certain identity." Riya's happy voice came: "Think about it, how many people want to show up at this ceremony, but they don't have a chance?"
The four-wheeled carriage left Mount St. Heard, surrounded by a large group of guards, and drove at full speed towards the direction of New Pier No. 3 in Port Tulum.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the No. 3 New Pier was already showing off the flag. A large gang of soldiers blocked the entire pier. The red carpet was laid on the longest pier. A military band of 100 people was auditioning on the end of the red carpet.
Large, small, trombone, short, clarinet, oboe, flute, piccolo, even big drum, small drum...
Several officials from the Concierge Office of the Foreign Affairs Office of Tulun Port ran back and forth, checking the arrangements on the dock strictly and carefully. They even came to the musicians of the military band to check whether the ribbons on their chests were neat and whether the stars on their shoulders were polished sharply...
Three flagpoles up to one hundred and fifty feet high were pestled on the pier, and at the top of the flagpole, the three flags of the Derren Empire fluttered in the wind.
The bloody flag, the iron-gray Hydra shield-shaped heraldry, the nine huge snake heads opened their mouths, revealing their mouths full of fangs, and looked fierce and impatient to kill their prey.
The flag pattern of the Delun Empire is too hideous and vicious. For this reason, the Delun Empire has been criticized in the Medland continent.
But the senior leaders of the Delun Empire do their own things. The more you say that the national flag shape of the Delun Empire is too cruel, the more they use fine-tuning to reorganize the Hydra on the national flag into a fierce and arrogant appearance.
So much so that Qiao, who jumped off the four-wheeled carriage, looked at the Hydra on the national flag from afar, and felt a little chill all over and felt uncomfortable.
Under the flagpole in the middle, Duke Ross sat lazily there, with his left elbow on the armrest, his palm holding his chin, and his right hand gently shaking the small folding fan.
A large group of officers were wearing big dresses and swords around their waists, surrounded by Duke Ross.
The top figures in Tulum Port, the top figures who can be named by Qiao, were basically present.
Even Marquis Sejac, who had just eaten a banana peel last night and dislocated his thighs, wore an extremely old aristocratic dress and mixed in seriousness among the crowd.
Hessen took Joe to Duke Ross and saluted Duke Ross in awe.
Duke Ross glanced at Joe, smiled and pointed at him with a folding fan. Without saying much, Hessen and Joe got into the crowd.
The members of the seven-member committee who had arrived had quickly moved out of their position. Hesen stood firmly before the middle-aged people. The heads of the other six major families of the seven-member committee stood beside Hesen with a smile on their faces. They were surrounded by dozens of other family leaders of all sizes outside.
Hesen and Qiao instantly became the "moon" where stars lie on the moon. So many people centered on father and son, and a single momentum of belonging to the Vitu family came naturally, which made countless people far and near on the new dock of No. 3, unable to help but look at each other.
Joe was mixed in the crowd, he was extremely tall, except Hesen, the heads of the others around him were only near his armpits.
He looked at the sea not far away. All the main ships of the Jiasica squadron and Tulun Port squadron were lined up on the sea. The hulls of the two fleets were horizontal, half sailing up, and the gun door on the side of the ship was half open and half covered, showing an attitude of attacking with all their might at any time.
On the old fort in the distance, there were flags waving, and a large group of soldiers were moving on the old fort.
A little further apart, on the Golden Wool Headland and the Silver Bull Roof Headland, there are also flags flying on the two new turrets that are larger in size than the old turrets, which use more advanced artillery, and more powerful.
An old turret, three new turrets, plus two squadrons...
Qiao vaguely felt that this was not like sending off someone, but more like being wary of some people coming.
Let’s take a look at the officers around Duke Ross.
There are as many as twenty masters as Major General Doron, and hundreds of other military masters wearing school officials' gowns.
Near Pier 3, nearly 10,000 soldiers were waiting for battle. Qiao's pupils were filled with a crimson light. Under the crimson vision, 80% of these soldiers were strong soldiers who had completely opened up the sea of ​​power, and the remaining 20% ​​were all "knights" who had opened up the sea of ​​energy!
Qiao was shocked. Duke Ross took the time to garrison several of the elite troops of the main combat divisions in the island of Kasica?
The crowd suddenly stirred up, and several four-wheeled carriages with the badge of the Kingdom of Saint Hia came over. After a while, Lord Yanan, who was still pale in his face, walked slowly to the dock step by step, surrounded by a group of people.
Yanan came to Duke Ross and saluted her solemnly.
"What a pity, dear Duke of Kassica, Tulum Port is such a wonderful city, and I have to leave it. Looking back on the time I spent in Tulum Port, this is destined to be a wonderful time in my life that cannot be forgotten."
Duke Ross stood up and nodded to Yanan.
"I hope so... I hope that His Excellency Yanan will return to the Kingdom of Santa Chia and will continue to contribute to the friendship between the two countries."
"I feel very pleased that the misunderstanding between the two countries will be able to receive a positive response from the Kingdom of Saint-Shia."
"I firmly believe that the friendship between the Deron Empire and the Kingdom of Saint-Shia will last forever."
Duke Ross said in front of countless people that few people would believe.
Chapter completed!