The star-class of martial artists had always been the most accurate way to compare the gap in strength between martial artists.
Whether it was five-star, six-star, three-star, or eight-star.
This was the regulation made by the Federation on the amount and quality of true energy created in the body of each martial artist.
In theory, the energy of a six-star martial artist far exceeded that of a five-star martial artist in terms of quality or quantity.
Under the stimulation of high-quality true energy, the reflex nerves of a martial artist would be much more sensitive than those of a low-quality true energy.
Similarly, when high-quality true energy collided with low-quality true energy, the condensation of high-quality true energy would be higher, which could then destroy the true energy of a low-quality true energy martial artist.
In theory, if a five-star martial artist wanted to defeat a six-star martial artist, he would have to take terrible drugs or use a powerful biochemical beast to strengthen the meridians and stimulate the reflex nerves in a short period of time. Only by using the biochemical beast's ability to increase the condensation of true energy could he have a chance to win.
In the VIP box, Wang Hao's eyes narrowed into a narrow slit. The cold light of a viper before it preyed on its prey could be faintly seen in his eyes.
Until now, he had not seen through Qin Fen's root bone and whether his future potential was strong enough. But he could see one thing clearly. Qin Fen's combat strength was in a very strange state.
Wang Hao could feel that Qin Fen's true energy had indeed not broken through the five-star realm and entered the six-star realm of true energy.
But apart from this …
It was hard to find any characteristics of a five-star martial artist in Qin Fen.
The strange internal art had caused the purest strength of a five-star martial artist to completely overwhelm the six-star Zhang Erming. Even in the face of this purest strength, Zhang Erming's six-star true energy had become vulnerable.
Even without the appearance of a blade, Wang Hao was sure that the result of the collision between the two parties was that Zhang Erming's true energy would be smashed by Qin Fen's brute force and his body would be sent flying.
True energy was a kind of energy, and pure strength was also a kind of energy.
When the two kinds of energy were similar, the explosive nature of true energy could occupy the upper hand in the battle.
However, if the gap between the two kinds of energy was too big, then even a weak explosive power could produce a terrible effect.
"If the power just now were to be exchanged for an equivalent amount of true energy …" Wang Hao touched his chin, a hint of vigilance in his eyes. "It would be equivalent to a seven-star martial artist's true energy, right?"
Qin Fen's body had returned to its normal state, but Wang Hao's eyes never left Qin Fen's body.
Wang Hao was sure that this young man had already known about Leng Jian's reaction and attitude when facing the cold sword.
Even so, that reflex speed was not something a five-star martial artist should have. As for the Arhat Fist's Dragon Guard, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was at the peak of perfection.
"Talent? No! Genius? That's not right either … "Wang Hao shook his head, a look of contemplation appearing in his eyes." Five Star's zhenqi capacity, but in a real battle, it doesn't rely on zhenqi, but purely physical strength. True Qi only played a supporting role. His pure physical strength was equivalent to the true energy of a seven-star martial artist. Tsk tsk … a genius … "
Wang Hao shook his head again. "There is also the technique used to kill. If one intends to sneak attack a seven-star peak martial artist in a normal state without using all his strength, there is a forty percent chance of killing the other party with one strike. Of course, if it is a protective divine art like the Steel War Body, I'm afraid there is only a ten percent chance of success … "
Scarface Ming Kun, who was standing next to Wang Hao, looked at Qin Fen, who was walking down the ring, in shock.
Ten percent chance! That sounds like a very low voice.
Ming Kun was very clear that this ten percent chance was already an extremely terrifying success rate for a five-star martial artist.
One must know that it was very difficult for a five-star martial artist to have a ten percent chance of success in a sneak attack on a six-star martial artist. This young man still had a ten percent chance of success in a sneak attack on a seven-star martial artist.
If this kind of thing was said by someone else, Ming Kun would definitely sneer in disdain.
However, this was said by Wang Hao.
Ming Kun had not been with Wang Hao for a long time, but he already knew this former Narcotics Captain very well. What he said had never failed.
In a short period of time, this rising star of the Golden Triangle had already gained a nickname in the outside world: Viper.
It was not only to describe him as a drug dealer, nor was it to describe his vicious moves, but it was also to show his eyesight that had never failed to see the poison in his eyes.
Although he was far inferior to the rumored Du Hen of the Central Army, in the Golden Triangle, when Viper was mentioned, no one did not know that Wang Hao was being described.
Nowadays, in the Golden Triangle, many people who used to have nicknames like Viper had quietly changed their nicknames. So as not to be like this Viper and cause his displeasure.
Since Wang Hao gave such an evaluation, Ming Kun had no choice but to take a few more glances at this young man whom he looked down on just now.
"Ming Kun, go and invite this young man to me."
Wang Hao's eyes did not leave Qin Fen. He wanted to see clearly what this young man's root bone was like. If he had greater potential, then he would definitely be a trump card!
The hall was still quiet. The corpse collectors had already carried Zhang Erming's body out of the ring.
The corpses workers quickly changed the ring's carpet and took away the blood-stained stall.
Everything had been refurbished. Only the hearts of the audience and other life and death fighters could not relax along with this refurbished ring.
Until now, the audience still could not believe that a six-star martial artist was killed by a five-star martial artist with a single blade.
The boxers did not have time to mourn for the dead Zhang Erming. They were all thinking about the same question. What was the probability of winning against number forty-four, and what was the probability of dying?
Everyone had been in the life and death ring for a period of time. Whether the opponent was good or not, were they evenly matched with the opponent? There was still a chance of winning, or perhaps they would be defeated but would not die. At the same time, they could injure the opponent so that the opponent would not be able to fight for a short period of time.
These things, everyone only needed to observe the battle between the two people in the ring for a while to be able to more or less figure it out.
Avoid that blade just now? Many boxers knew that even if they avoided Zhang Erming's sword, they would only have less than a thirty percent chance.
Avoid a blade that was even stranger and more terrifying than that sword? There were not many people who could feel that they had a ten percent chance.
Qin Fen came to the counter and said calmly to the fatty who was also dumbfounded and couldn't believe it, "My odds are one to one hundred, right? I bet three thousand yuan just now. After deducting the ten percent commission, please give me two hundred and seventy thousand yuan. "
"Ah?" The fatty was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He quickly took out a two hundred and seventy thousand yuan cash receipt, "Please take it."
"I still want to fight another round." Qin Fen gave out the number plate that the fatty handed back at the same time, "Arrange another round for me. Also, please tell me what the odds for my next round are after the arrangement. "
The fatty smiled bitterly and nodded continuously. After that blade just now, the data center had already sent the odds. Even if this number forty-four faced the strongest opponent in the basement first floor, the odds were only one to zero point one.
It could be said that the odds given by the data center had already told the fatty one thing. This five-star young martial artist was an invincible existence in the six-star life and death arena!
Qin Fen took the exchange ticket and returned to the boxer's seat. There was a hint of mockery in his eyes. Two hundred and seventy thousand yuan, how could I dare to imagine such a number in the past? Two hundred and seventy thousand yuan, a person's life is worth two hundred and seventy thousand yuan? Is this price high or low? Many terrorists' bonuses were not even this number.
However, two hundred and seventy thousand yuan could make a person lose his life completely … Qin Fen couldn't admit that this price was really high.
"Number forty-four … come here for a moment …"
Ma Kaqiao rubbed his palms back and forth gently. His face was filled with incomparable embarrassment as he looked at Qin Fen who was called to his side.
"You are …?" Qin Fen showed a vigilant look, "My next opponent?"
"No, no, no …" Ma Kaqiao waved his hand again and again, "I am the manager here."
"Hello." Qin Fen nodded his head and his eyes swept to the two people behind Ma Kaqiao.
Both of them were wearing camouflage clothes, but one of them had a twisted scar on his face like a snake. Although the other person didn't have a long snake-shaped scar on his face, there were also several scars on his cheeks. Obviously, he was also a warrior who had survived life and death battles to this day.
Qin Fen raised his head slightly and no longer looked at Ma Kaqiao. Instead, he looked at the two warriors behind him, "Are you looking for me?"
"Yes."
The two spoke at the same time as if they had rehearsed it.
It was a simple word, but Qin Fen's skin immediately felt a hint of murderous aura.
"Things are like this." Ma Kaqiao quickly interrupted, "This is the envoy of General Wu, and this is the envoy of General Wang. Both of them are famous and powerful generals here. These two respected generals want to get to know you. "
Qin Fen's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding. He looked at the two warriors, "You are waiting for my answer on who to go with first, right?"
"Yes."
The two warriors responded at the same time. Dazzling sparks were almost blooming from the collision of their eyes. The cold murderous aura had almost reached the point of fighting at any moment.
Qin Fen held his chin with one hand and pondered quietly for a few seconds before saying, "I think no matter who I go to see first, the other general will be very dissatisfied with me, right?"
The two warriors nodded. Ming Kun spoke alone this time, "The road is chosen by people."
Qin Fen smiled indifferently. This kind of threat with needles hidden in silk floss was far worse than a hail of bullets.
PS: It's over … my dick is gone … I really can't do anything today … something unexpected happened … I just finished dealing with it … sigh …
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