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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0050_part_02
Chapter 66
chapter 0050 part 2
Truly a blessed talent. His body was as frail as an ordinary person's.
But this ability to control metal was in some ways not inferior to some Innate Divine Ability.
Feeling the needle-like fine Sword Energy bursting from the Sword Pills at his fingertips,
Tang Song looked at the old man downstairs and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
In the Jambudvīpa World, some Demonic Creature would awaken their Innate Divine Ability after cultivating into Human form.
But usually, they were just minor Magic Arts, like the strength of an Ox Demon, or the... *that* of a Donkey Demon.
The most magical thing Tang Song had seen was a Siberian Solomon's Seal that became a Demonic Creature and possessed a very strange Earth Escape Technique.
However, like the old man below, who could affect his Sword Pills just by his aura.
Unless it was the Primordial Magnetic Escape Technique of the Minor North Pole Sleepless Sect, which inherently countered all Five Element Metal Artifacts.
And this old man was clearly an ordinary person, yet merely by developing his Mutant Ability, he achieved abilities comparable to a Foundation Establishment cultivator. This talent was truly terrifying.
However, his Sword Pills were not just products of accumulated metal.
Tang Song rubbed his fingers, drawing out a Spiritual Radiance, which isolated Magneto's influence on the Sword Pills.
Magneto, the Leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants, the famous polar opposite among Mutants, how could he be here! Tang Song's eyes flickered.
He looked down and met a pair of fierce, yellowish beast eyes, like those of a fierce tiger.
Tang Song raised his wine glass and smiled at the burly man with shoulder-length hair.
"Sniff sniff"
Sabretooth's nostrils twitched a few times. His pupils contracted as he looked at Tang Song, like a fierce tiger in the mountains encountering a beast that could threaten it.
His arms hung at his sides, and the sharp nails on his hands grew rapidly, like sharp short Swords.
Seemingly noticing Sabretooth's abnormality, Magneto raised his head and looked up at the observation deck.
There was only a circle of empty sun loungers there.
...
"Boss!"
At this moment, Skye, wearing a bathrobe, came out of the presidential suite door onto the observation deck, her eyes still heavy with sleep.
Rubbing her eyes, she stumbled directly into Tang Song's arms.
After boarding the Cruise Ship yesterday, the waves were choppy, and Tang Song was in high spirits, got a bit carried away. Skye still felt sore and weak in her limbs.
Tang Song held Skye and began to wander aimlessly around the luxurious Cruise Ship.
The most luxurious Cruise Ships lacked no entertainment facilities, from private cinemas, Dance Floors, to DJ nightclubs, the finest restaurants, luxury shops, everything was available, truly a mobile small town at sea.
Tang Song and Skye had just walked out of a dessert shop.
A young man in a sky-blue uniform with several gold stripes embroidered on his cuffs and a handsome face tried to approach the two.
A German Men following behind Tang Song stepped forward and blocked him. Seeing the big man reach inside his jacket,
The crew member quickly raised his hands: "Sir, I have no ill intentions, I just want to introduce you to some fun things on this ship!" Tang Song waved his hand, signaling his Bodyguard to let the crew member approach.
"Hello, esteemed guest. There is an entertainment room downstairs, exclusively for Important Figures like you to relax. Are you interested?"
The young crew member walked up to Tang Song, bowed slightly, and said softly.
"Entertainment room, Casino?" Tang Song's tone was flat, seemingly unsurprised.
Large luxurious Cruise Ships were basically linked to gambling ships.
Once the ship reached International Waters, it was a matter of what happens in International Waters stays there, where the law turns a blind eye.
Tang Song himself ran a Casino, but he had no interest in gambling.
The young crew member seemed to sense Tang Song's lack of interest in gambling. He continued in a low voice: "Sir, we also have a boxing ring here. If you are interested in boxing matches, we have organized a match tonight!"
Boxing matches, underground black boxing. Tang Song became a little interested.
In New York, he had taken over an underground boxing ring from The Hand. It was arguably the largest and most profitable boxing ring in Brooklyn.
According to Lane, the Business had been good since taking over, but Tang Song had never personally visited.
"Besides these entertainment activities, are there any other activities on your ship?"
Tang Song remembered seeing Magneto on the deck and suddenly became curious about what on the ship could attract this polar opposite Mutant to come personally.
The young crew member looked left and right and whispered secretively: "Esteemed guest, in three days, the ship will hold an auction in International Waters. It is said that some truly good things will be auctioned!"
The young crew member's voice carried regret: "However, it is said that only Important Figures with invitations can attend this auction..."
Truly good things? Tang Song became interested. Seeing the young crew member's hesitant expression, he raised an eyebrow and asked:
"Can you get an invitation?"
"The Captain is said to have a few, but..."
The young crew member made a universally understood gesture.
"How much?" Tang Song asked directly.
The young crew member said softly: "One million US Dollars per invitation! If you are interested..."
...
As night fell, after tasting the black pepper Steak cooked by the Italian chef, the well-dressed gentlemen and ladies began their nightlife.
Some were dancing, some were swimming, some were playing games, and some were gambling. Of course, there were also those who found a secluded corner for a quick tryst. Anyway, they were all travelers; after tonight, who would recognize whom?
As for a small group of about a hundred guests, they were secretly led by the crew to a Secret Room in the ship's bottom hold, a large space thirty meters long and twenty meters wide. In the center was a ten-meter by ten-meter ring surrounded by barbed wire. A small Hole, just big enough for a person to crawl through, was opened in one corner of the barbed wire. This was to ensure the safety of the attending guests. If they were hit by a punch from a crazed boxer, the Cruise Ship could not afford the responsibility.
The first fight took two minutes. A white boxer delivered a side kick that completely caved in the chest of a boxer who seemed to be from India. The Corpse flew over five meters and hung on the ten-centimeter-long barbs of the wire mesh.
The nearby audience cheered wildly. Several large fat men roared repeatedly: "Exciting, exciting, my dear, I love you... Great, kill your opponent, great."
It seemed they had bet heavily on this white boxer.
The winning boxer crawled out of the cage like a dog, accepting congratulations from his agent with a blank expression.
Truly a blessed talent. His body was as frail as an ordinary person's.
But this ability to control metal was in some ways not inferior to some Innate Divine Ability.
Feeling the needle-like fine Sword Energy bursting from the Sword Pills at his fingertips,
Tang Song looked at the old man downstairs and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
In the Jambudvīpa World, some Demonic Creature would awaken their Innate Divine Ability after cultivating into Human form.
But usually, they were just minor Magic Arts, like the strength of an Ox Demon, or the... *that* of a Donkey Demon.
The most magical thing Tang Song had seen was a Siberian Solomon's Seal that became a Demonic Creature and possessed a very strange Earth Escape Technique.
However, like the old man below, who could affect his Sword Pills just by his aura.
Unless it was the Primordial Magnetic Escape Technique of the Minor North Pole Sleepless Sect, which inherently countered all Five Element Metal Artifacts.
And this old man was clearly an ordinary person, yet merely by developing his Mutant Ability, he achieved abilities comparable to a Foundation Establishment cultivator. This talent was truly terrifying.
However, his Sword Pills were not just products of accumulated metal.
Tang Song rubbed his fingers, drawing out a Spiritual Radiance, which isolated Magneto's influence on the Sword Pills.
Magneto, the Leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants, the famous polar opposite among Mutants, how could he be here! Tang Song's eyes flickered.
He looked down and met a pair of fierce, yellowish beast eyes, like those of a fierce tiger.
Tang Song raised his wine glass and smiled at the burly man with shoulder-length hair.
"Sniff sniff"
Sabretooth's nostrils twitched a few times. His pupils contracted as he looked at Tang Song, like a fierce tiger in the mountains encountering a beast that could threaten it.
His arms hung at his sides, and the sharp nails on his hands grew rapidly, like sharp short Swords.
Seemingly noticing Sabretooth's abnormality, Magneto raised his head and looked up at the observation deck.
There was only a circle of empty sun loungers there.
...
"Boss!"
At this moment, Skye, wearing a bathrobe, came out of the presidential suite door onto the observation deck, her eyes still heavy with sleep.
Rubbing her eyes, she stumbled directly into Tang Song's arms.
After boarding the Cruise Ship yesterday, the waves were choppy, and Tang Song was in high spirits, got a bit carried away. Skye still felt sore and weak in her limbs.
Tang Song held Skye and began to wander aimlessly around the luxurious Cruise Ship.
The most luxurious Cruise Ships lacked no entertainment facilities, from private cinemas, Dance Floors, to DJ nightclubs, the finest restaurants, luxury shops, everything was available, truly a mobile small town at sea.
Tang Song and Skye had just walked out of a dessert shop.
A young man in a sky-blue uniform with several gold stripes embroidered on his cuffs and a handsome face tried to approach the two.
A German Men following behind Tang Song stepped forward and blocked him. Seeing the big man reach inside his jacket,
The crew member quickly raised his hands: "Sir, I have no ill intentions, I just want to introduce you to some fun things on this ship!" Tang Song waved his hand, signaling his Bodyguard to let the crew member approach.
"Hello, esteemed guest. There is an entertainment room downstairs, exclusively for Important Figures like you to relax. Are you interested?"
The young crew member walked up to Tang Song, bowed slightly, and said softly.
"Entertainment room, Casino?" Tang Song's tone was flat, seemingly unsurprised.
Large luxurious Cruise Ships were basically linked to gambling ships.
Once the ship reached International Waters, it was a matter of what happens in International Waters stays there, where the law turns a blind eye.
Tang Song himself ran a Casino, but he had no interest in gambling.
The young crew member seemed to sense Tang Song's lack of interest in gambling. He continued in a low voice: "Sir, we also have a boxing ring here. If you are interested in boxing matches, we have organized a match tonight!"
Boxing matches, underground black boxing. Tang Song became a little interested.
In New York, he had taken over an underground boxing ring from The Hand. It was arguably the largest and most profitable boxing ring in Brooklyn.
According to Lane, the Business had been good since taking over, but Tang Song had never personally visited.
"Besides these entertainment activities, are there any other activities on your ship?"
Tang Song remembered seeing Magneto on the deck and suddenly became curious about what on the ship could attract this polar opposite Mutant to come personally.
The young crew member looked left and right and whispered secretively: "Esteemed guest, in three days, the ship will hold an auction in International Waters. It is said that some truly good things will be auctioned!"
The young crew member's voice carried regret: "However, it is said that only Important Figures with invitations can attend this auction..."
Truly good things? Tang Song became interested. Seeing the young crew member's hesitant expression, he raised an eyebrow and asked:
"Can you get an invitation?"
"The Captain is said to have a few, but..."
The young crew member made a universally understood gesture.
"How much?" Tang Song asked directly.
The young crew member said softly: "One million US Dollars per invitation! If you are interested..."
...
As night fell, after tasting the black pepper Steak cooked by the Italian chef, the well-dressed gentlemen and ladies began their nightlife.
Some were dancing, some were swimming, some were playing games, and some were gambling. Of course, there were also those who found a secluded corner for a quick tryst. Anyway, they were all travelers; after tonight, who would recognize whom?
As for a small group of about a hundred guests, they were secretly led by the crew to a Secret Room in the ship's bottom hold, a large space thirty meters long and twenty meters wide. In the center was a ten-meter by ten-meter ring surrounded by barbed wire. A small Hole, just big enough for a person to crawl through, was opened in one corner of the barbed wire. This was to ensure the safety of the attending guests. If they were hit by a punch from a crazed boxer, the Cruise Ship could not afford the responsibility.
The first fight took two minutes. A white boxer delivered a side kick that completely caved in the chest of a boxer who seemed to be from India. The Corpse flew over five meters and hung on the ten-centimeter-long barbs of the wire mesh.
The nearby audience cheered wildly. Several large fat men roared repeatedly: "Exciting, exciting, my dear, I love you... Great, kill your opponent, great."
It seemed they had bet heavily on this white boxer.
The winning boxer crawled out of the cage like a dog, accepting congratulations from his agent with a blank expression.
