There were many top figures attending the coming-of-age ceremony for the second son of the Vitu family, and naturally, the big names of the Consulate of various countries in Tulun Port were indispensable.

In the crowd, the tall Sherlock held a glass of whiskey specialized in the Ice Sea Kingdom, sipped the wine in a small sip, and looked at Joe standing on the platform with expressionless expression.

Several diplomats from the Ice Sea Kingdom stood nearby and were talking to the people around them relaxed and comfortable.

When everyone heard that Qiao's talent show was "power", these well-informed diplomats couldn't help but chuckled together - they naturally knew what kind of virtue was the Young Master Qiao from the Vitu family.

Every diplomat sent to the country is a natural intelligence officer.

They were stationed in Tulun Port, how could they let go of any news about the Vitu family? They naturally knew what kind of person Joe was, and they also knew how Joe studied in the Justice Academy and how he joined the police station as a representative of an outstanding graduate.

A ignorant playboy...

"What else can he perform besides strength? Is it, Sherlock?" The Consul General of the Ice Sea Kingdom in Tulun Port, a short and powerful old man named Count Xiafei smiled relaxedly.

"Maybe it can make a splash?" Sherlock drank the glass of strong wine and grinned: "Maybe it can make a splash!"

"I hope so!" Earl Xiafei shrugged, his eyes had already passed through the crowd and fell on Fellit: "Compared with this Young Master Qiao, I value this noble Highness more... Sherlock, do you think the Deron Empire formed a Marine Corps for internal struggle for power and profit, or for external expansion?"

Sherlock shook his head, just looking at the dozen or so "huh, hum" guards walking step by step with barbells.

These guards of the Vitu family opened up the sea of ​​strength and energy. Their physical strength was at least thousands of pounds. This barbell, which seemed to be small, actually made more than a dozen of them unable to straighten their waists?

"Expand?" Sherlock murmured: "Where do they have room for expansion before discovering a new colony? If they want to gain greater benefits under the existing system, the scale of the Marine Corps they officially announced is too small."

"Internal power struggle?" Sherlock turned his head slightly: "I believe it is the reason more, what do you think?"

"Is that so? Then my report next month will be easy to write. I believe your judgment." Earl Xiafei murmured: "Look at how heavy this barbell can be? Even if it is made of pure steel, can such a volume of five thousand pounds?"

"Wow, maybe they deliberately made such a difficult appearance to highlight that their young master is not a... trash?" The new Marquis Tulandol, the new Consul General of Tulum Port, came over at some point. He held a glass of wine and chuckled softly: "I even suspect that this barbell is hollow?"

Earl Xiafei raised his eyebrows and gathered with Marquis Tulandone with interest.

"So, do you have any reliable news about the incident in Lovgang on the night of the 28th?" Marquis Tulandone sent a formal invitation to Earl Xiafei: "You know, the power of the Consulate General of Saint-Shia in Port Tulum has been greatly weakened, and I hope to get some reliable news from you."

"In exchange..." Marquis Tulandone said softly about his conditions.

Sherlock smiled, and he walked to the long table beside him, poured himself a glass of wine, and then walked lightly to get closer to the wooden table where Qiao was.

Ficket, Lucien, Heinevey, and a group of noble children from the imperial capital stood a little far from the wooden platform, between the enthusiastic girls and the picky wives.

Fellit held a glass of wine and whispered: "It's really vulgar... Barbell? The great Mu Zai Shang, why didn't he get a bear and perform a live beast fighting?"

Lucien hurriedly looked around: "Your Highness, be careful, this is someone else's territory... How to say it? After all, this is the south, rich, but lacks tradition. Don't talk about these lucky nouveau riche, even those big families with inheritance..."

Lucien pouted at the group of noble men around Hesen: "Look, what are the differences between those big men with the names of "Feng" and those who show "Yong" in their names?"

"This is the South, your nobles, this is far from the heart of the empire, and here is money supreme." Lucien shrugged and whispered: "Even if it is also Junker... Junker in the South is also the most vulgar."

Lucien spoke very carefully and tried his best to lower his voice. Only a few people around him could hear it.

However, Lucien did not pay attention, and Ferriet and others did not pay attention.

Among the people present, Hessen, Ross, Leah, Sherlock and Tulando glanced at him at the same time.

Qiao walked off the wooden platform.

More than a dozen family guards walked over step by step with the barbell.

The lever of the barbell is as thick as a bowl mouth and is twelve feet long. On the left and right, there are pitch-black barbell pieces, each piece with diameter exceeding four feet and more than two inches thick.

The thickness of the barbell pieces on the left and right sides of the lever is nearly two feet long.

The ladies in front of the wooden platform subconsciously retreated far away. Such a huge pair of barbells had a great visual impact and gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression. These delicate ladies seemed to see a little rabbit from a tiger, with a slightly pale face and they couldn't help but retreat.

The ladies walked forward with a few steps with their eyes radiantly.

“What an exaggerated barbell.”

"It's so exciting!"

"Dear Leah, her son has a good body."

"But, do I tell you, is it just a barbell lift at the coming-of-age ceremony? That's a bit bad."

The ladies whispered, and all kinds of rumors spread everywhere.

Has already drunk two bottles of strong wine, and his nose turned red and shiny, laughed proudly: "Everyone, my son, Joe, will give you a surprise...or, shock!"

"No need for poetry, no art, no music, no writing...that's all for women to play. A real man, a man with iron bones, is enough as long as he has strength!"

"I know, many people say that Joe is a playboy... But my Hesen son cannot be a playboy!"

Hesen shouted proudly: "Aha, today, please witness, my son, Joe, he is a truly amazing man, a treasure of our Vitu family, and a pearl of Tulun Port!"

The many masters standing beside Hesen, all of them looked very awkward.

The Vitu family’s ‘treasure’ is very good, whatever you want to say.

But, ‘The Pearl of Tulum Port’? This is too much and shameless. If the Pearl of Tulum Port is like Qiao, then Tulum Port will have a bright future!

The whispers in the crowd became louder and louder, and there were even more jealous young people making noises among the crowd, making all kinds of noisy sounds.

"My son, Joe, the sea of ​​power that has only been opened on the night of Zhongqiu." Hesen said slowly: "This barbell is made of abyss magic iron, with a net weight of 188,000 pounds!"

Hessen's voice was extremely penetrating, overwhelming all the noisy sounds and spread throughout the Vitu family's residence.

Everyone at the scene closed their mouths at the same time, staring wide, with a look of ghosts on their faces.

No one spoke, no one moved, everyone was frank and held their breath.

In the crowd, Frickett suddenly exerted force on his five fingers, and the wine glass in his hand silently cracked like a spider web. A slight cold air oozed out from Frickett's fingertips, frozen the entire wine glass, and frozen the strong wine in the glass into ice.

Lucien's face also drooped, and his eyes flashed at Joe standing in front of the wooden platform.

At the coming-of-age ceremony, it is undoubtedly extremely vulgar and vulgar behavior to show off your talents by raising a barbell and show off your strength in the rudeest.

But when the weight of this barbell reached 188,000 pounds...

All contempt and ridicule are like dreams and can be destroyed without attack.

Just as the sea of ​​power was opened, there were 188,000 pounds of power?

There are records that can be followed in the Royal Secret of the Delun Empire, which is only 230,000 pounds.

The 188,000-pound "primitive power" can be ranked among the top 300 in history of the Delun Empire. These people are all influential figures in the history of the Delun Empire, which directly influenced the direction of the empire and even affected the situation in the Medland continent.

Heineve, who was standing next to Ficket, suddenly spoke softly: "The maximum lethality of the long-distance attack by the knight's power will not exceed the basic physical strength... and the strength of the original physical strength directly determines the future cultivation effect, the strength..."

"The stronger the primitive physical strength, after opening up the seven veins, the greater the physical strength gained between each level, the greater the lethality of the knight's power, and the stronger the basic increase in all aspects of the physical body." Heineve smiled and approached Ferriet and whispered: "Your Highness..."

"Shut up, I know these common sense of cultivation than you!" The broken wine glass in Flicker's hand turned into a ball of ice hockey.

More than a dozen guards came to Qiao and carefully placed the barbell on the ground.

The heavy barbell pieces were deeply trapped into the ground, and everyone heard the dull sound of the soil being squeezed by a huge weight.

"Joe, let everyone in Tulun Port witness that you deserve the glory of the Vitu family today, and you have the ability to make the Vitu family stronger." Liya stood by the wooden platform, her face red, and her eyes arrogantly looked down at the many noble ladies with twinkling eyes below.

Well, there are also those little girls from big families...

Liya's mouth was slightly raised, and her mind was as dizzy and refreshed as if she was drunk.

She knew what these women were thinking - envious, jealous, resentful, depressed... Hohoho, Joe is her son of Lea, and has nothing to do with you.

There are also those little girls who stare at Qiao’s eyes like a hungry wolf, ‘Hohohohoho’!

"If you want to kidnap my baby Joe, just see if you have this method..."

Liya's eyes swept over the pretty daughters and laughed wildly in her heart.

Joe shrugged his shoulders and twisted his waist. Then he bent down and held the barbell bar with both hands, lightly, the color of the face changed, and gently lifted the huge barbell.

He raised the barbell over his head with both hands, and Qiao felt that it was light and he subconsciously rotated the barbell on his head with his hands for a few turns.
Chapter completed!