Chapter 169: Chapter 168: I must not hide it, I was born with divine strength (please subscribe)
Chen Fan’s arrival caused such a commotion that it naturally alarmed the people of Hongchang Trading Company.
At this moment, in the trading company’s main hall, there were as many as twenty or thirty Entry Force Martial Artists gathered, some sitting, some standing, creating a very lively atmosphere.
"That guy is acting so ostentatiously, it’s clear he doesn’t put our trading company in his eyes." A martial artist slapped the table.
"That’s right, it’s one thing if he doesn’t join the Martial Arts Association. But joining and acting like this, it’s obvious he’s opposing us. We must teach him a lesson."
"Teach him a lesson? I think we should kill a chicken to warn the monkeys, telling those idle Entry Force Martial Artists in the city that if they don’t join our trading company, it’s fine. But if they dare to join the branch, then they should be prepared to die in the wild!"
"Speaking of which, didn’t someone among us cause trouble for that guy yesterday? What was the result?"
A yin-yang voice questioned.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became silent.
Almost everyone, including Lu Yang, who was in the main seat, looked in the same direction.
Jiang Xiong and the two others immediately looked embarrassed and uneasy.
"It was those two trackers who pointed us in the wrong direction," one of them said.
"That’s right, it’s all their fault. Otherwise, that guy would have already been killed by us."
"Is that so?"
Not far away, a giant man nearly 1.9 meters tall, with arms as thick as an average person’s thighs, spoke in a booming voice, "Then why did I hear from those two that it was you who couldn’t catch up and then blamed them?"
"Yes, we’re all working for the trading company. If you mess up, it’s not right to blame others, is it?"
Seeing this, the others in the room showed schadenfreude expressions.
Wherever there are people, there are disputes, and even more so in a trading company.
This giant man, named Huang Hanquan, was also a Transforming Force Martial Artist and had always had a poor relationship with Jiang Xiong. Using this opportunity to slander the latter in front of Lu Yang was only natural.
They were happy to watch the drama unfold.
"Huang,"
Jiang Xiong raised his eyelids and said coldly, "You can talk nonsense about food, but not about people. If you think we are lying, feel free to bring those two here and confront us face to face."
"Alright, you said it."
Huang Hanquan sneered. He couldn’t miss this chance.
"Enough."
At this moment, Lu Yang frowned and said, "What’s the point of arguing about the past? Moreover, the other party is now in Anshan City, and if nothing unexpected happens, he will leave this afternoon..."
"Brother Lu,"
Jiang Xiong immediately said, "He was lucky last time. This time I will personally watch him leave, and I guarantee there will be no accidents."
"Unlikely,"
Huang Hanquan sneered and looked at Lu Yang, "Brother Lu, I think it would be more reliable to let our few brothers handle this."
The people behind him immediately echoed his sentiment.
The other few Transforming Force Martial Artists glanced at each other and remained silent. After all, it was obvious that Huang Hanquan and Jiang Xiong were at odds. If they stepped out to take on this task, they might end up offending both, which wasn’t worth it. It was better to watch.
"Huang, don’t push it too far."
Jiang Xiong could no longer suppress his anger. With a bit of force in his right hand, the chair’s armrest shattered.
"Who are you trying to scare?"
Huang Hanquan said indifferently, "If it weren’t for your incompetence, would that guy still be standing here today? And still being sent by you? By tomorrow, he might appear before everyone again."
"Exactly, Jiang Xiong, I think it’s better if you watch from the side. We’ll handle this to be safer."
"Enough."
Lu Yang felt a headache coming on.
As the apparent leader of the trading company, it seemed glorious to outsiders, and it often was, but there were constant conflicts to mediate, and it was exhausting.
"Since you both have ideas about this, why don’t you handle it together?"
Lu Yang frowned.
"In any case, I just want results. If that guy shows up in front of me tomorrow, you few can leave the trading company. We don’t keep useless people."
"Yes."
Huang Hanquan smirked.
Jiang Xiong looked a bit upset.
After all, yesterday’s failure had reduced Lu Yang’s trust in him, so he was assigned to act with Huang.
Thinking of this, he clenched his fists tightly.
The Martial Arts Association, is it?
One day, I’ll kill all those Entry Force Martial Artists in there!
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Martial Arts Association, Anshan City Branch.
In an entirely white secret chamber, there was a black combination box, about two meters long and one meter high.
Following Sun Wei’s instructions, Chen Fan placed his thumb on it and used facial recognition to open the box.
Seeing the contents, he took a deep breath.
Inside were two bows separated by foam, each with a quiver full of arrows.
He turned to Sun Wei.
The latter nodded with a smile, "Yes, this is the surprise I mentioned on the phone.
The headquarters, knowing your request, not only sent you a 5000-pound bow but also an extra 10,000-pound bow for your future use."
"Ten...ten thousand pounds..."
Chen Fan was thrilled.
He had been sighing that a 5000-pound bow might not show his strength, but now there was a 10,000-pound bow, which was like a dream come true.
"Yeah, that’s why I said the headquarters values you highly. Just this 10,000-pound bow alone is worth far more than a 40-millimeter machine gun."
Sun Wei marveled.
The headquarters was clearly afraid of losing such a genius to the trading company, thus sparing no expense.
If Chen Fan continued to excel, the resources invested in him might only increase!
"Chairman, may I take a look?"
Chen Fan said as he first picked up the slightly smaller longbow, which was heavy, at least one to two thousand pounds.
The bowstring was also very thick, almost as wide as a child’s arm.
He picked up an arrow, which was more like a javelin, weighing nearly two pounds with a palm-length, gleaming arrowhead.
"Chairman, what about these arrowheads?"
"They are made of Tier Two alloy, capable of easily piercing the armor of high-level Fierce Beasts."
Sun Wei smiled.
Chen Fan took another deep breath.
Which meant each arrow was a high-level armor-piercing arrow!
He gently placed the bow and arrows down and reached for the second bow.
"Brother Chen, wait!"
Sun Wei cried out in shock.
"What’s wrong, Chairman?" Chen Fan looked at him, puzzled.
"Brother Chen, this second bow has a 10,000-pound draw weight. Just the bow itself weighs over 3,000 pounds. Given your current strength, it’s very dangerous to try to lift it with one hand."
Worried, Sun Wei said,
Picking it up was the basic requirement; to use it, one had to draw it.
Even a Transforming Force martial artist like him found it difficult to draw a 5000-pound bow without using Inner Strength.
If he used his Inner Strength, it would still be a dream to draw a 10,000-pound bow!
How could Chen Fan, in the Dark Power Realm, possibly manage it?
Chen Fan chuckled.
He thought it was something serious.
"Chairman, to be honest, I possess innate divine strength."
"Innate divine strength?" Sun Wei was stunned, then watched in disbelief as Chen Fan lifted the 10,000-pound bow with one hand.
With a loud "boom,"
Sun Wei felt his worldview shattering.
The most shocking part was that Chen Fan even weighed it in his hand.
"It does seem to be over 3000 pounds." Chen Fan remarked.
The bowstring and body were nearly twice as thick as the previous bow.
The arrows were over four pounds each, with massive arrowheads!
"A 10,000-pound bow paired with these arrows..."
Chen Fan licked his lips, eager to test it on some high-level Fierce Beasts right now.
Considering the bow’s 200-pound draw weight, its potential to pierce 150 centimeters of steel within 100 meters seemed plausible.
And with the kinetic energy’s reduction, these high-level armor-piercing arrows could also penetrate 10 centimeters of steel within 1000 meters, right?
Most likely.
At 30 millimeters, only a 1000-meter range gun could break through 38 millimeters of steel.
The Eight-Ox Crossbow reached 1500 meters range; a 10,000-pound bow could at least hit 2000 meters, equal to a 30-millimeter gun.
More importantly, the closer the distance, the higher the initial speed and power of the 10,000-pound bow!
Without hesitation, Chen Fan swapped his quiver for one with 20 arrows, each weighing four pounds.
He then placed the 5000-pound bow back in the box.
"!!!"
Seeing this, Sun Wei was completely stunned.
After a while, he gasped, "Brother Chen, you, you?"
He looked at the 5000-pound bow.
Believing in Chen Fan’s innate strength, Sun Wei knew lifting and drawing were different tasks. Could Chen Fan truly manage a 10,000-pound bow?
Chen Fan smiled.
"Chairman, I mentioned my innate strength; the 10,000-pound bow is perfect, the 5000 could be too light."
"Brother Chen, you’re not joking?"
Sun Wei’s seriousness surfaced, "Using that bow requires proof of your strength; without it, you can’t take it."