Chapter 057: Rebellion

The birth of true qi filled Wang Bo with excitement.

After all, before acquiring a superhuman body of steel, Wang Bo, like most people, had a martial arts dream.

And now, this dream of his has finally come true.

However, the true qi that Wang Bo had condensed was simply too scarce, practically nonexistent, and had almost no effect on enhancing his strength.

It was even further from being able to project the true qi outward and harm an enemy from a distance, a gap of a hundred thousand miles.

This left Wang Bo rather dejected.

But just at this moment, Wang Bo discovered something: within his own body, besides true qi and ripples, there seemed to be yet another force.

This force was hidden extremely deep, so much so that even Wang Bo had not discovered it.

This gave Wang Bo a great shock.

There was actually a brand-new power within my body, and I didn't even know about it?

But soon, Wang Bo guessed what the new power inside his body was. If he was not mistaken, it should be the power that came with the Spartan bloodline.

Magic power!

As a demon swordsman, Sparda was a legendary figure who could single-handedly challenge the demon world, even routing the demon emperor and the demon army. If you claimed he had no magical power, Wang Bo would absolutely not believe it.

In truth, Sparda's magical power is absolutely immense; placed in other worlds, he would be a force capable of destroying cities and fortresses, even annihilating nations, no weaker than some deities.

And Wang Bo, having inherited the Spartan bloodline, naturally possesses magical power as well.

It was simply that the Superman's body was so powerful that Wang Bo had overlooked this fact. Now he finally realized that, after the Spartan bloodline awakened, he too possessed magical power.

And magical power is clearly more powerful than true qi.

So Wang Bo simply abandoned true qi, abandoned the ancient qi cultivation technique, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the study of magical power.

After several days of study, Wang Bo finally mastered the magical power within his body. This force usually lay dormant inside him, but once awakened, it displayed tremendous destructive power.

Though this destructive power still fell short of that of Wang Bo's steel body, it remained utterly fearsome.

By mastering magical power, Wang Bo developed several quite impressive moves.

The first move is the Magic Bullet.

To put it plainly, it involves compressing magical power and then releasing it at will. Its power rivals that of a cannonball, capable of easily destroying everything within a ten-meter radius.

Including stone and steel.

Wang Bo even suspected that if he hurled a magic bullet, he could destroy a tank, smashing it to pieces.

Moreover, the power of the magic bullet can be adjusted.

The greater the magical power he infused, the more powerful the magic bullet became.

If Wang Bo possessed a vast amount of magical power, compressing it into a magic bullet and releasing it could even rival the power of a nuclear bomb.

Unfortunately, the magical power within Wang Bo's body is still far from reaching that level.

However, Wang Bo could reduce the power of the magic bullet, from the power of a cannonball to that of a bullet. Although not as terrifying as the former, it could still kill.

The second technique is demonization.

Wang Bo could use his own magic to enchant objects in his hands. Even a sheet of paper, once enchanted, could block bullets.

If it is a gun, after being demonized, the bullets it fires can even rival cannon shells.

Wang Bo finally understood why Dante preferred using guns and swords rather than fighting hand-to-hand.

Because this can expend the least magical power while causing the greatest destructive force.

In battle, it is very useful.

Wang Bo had tried it before: a magic bullet comparable to a missile would consume a large amount of magic power, but if the pistol was demonized, achieving the same destructive power required only one-third, or even less, of that magic power.

With a good weapon, the destructive power could even be doubled.

Just as Wang Bo was immersed in his daily research on magical power, one evening, Wu Zetian once again appeared in his room.

Wang Bo asked, "Is there something you need from me today?"

He was well aware that this woman, Wu Zetian, had absolutely not come to him because she had fallen for him; from beginning to end, this woman had only ever loved one person.

That is her.

She came to see me today, definitely because she had run into some trouble.

"Li Zhen has rebelled," Wu Zetian said.

Wang Bo asked with a blank look, "Li Zhen, who's that? I don't know him."

Wu Zetian couldn't help but roll her eyes at Wang Bo and said, "He is the eighth son of Li Shimin, the elder brother of Li Zhi, and his mother is Consort Yan De. He rose to the position of Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince and was successively enfeoffed as Prince of Han, Prince of Yuan, and Prince of Yue. Several years ago, he was transferred to serve as Commander of Anzhou. This Li Zhen has been fond of martial arts since childhood, excelling in riding and archery; he is also fond of learning, well-versed in both literature and history, and possesses administrative ability. He is one of Taizong's most outstanding sons."

Upon hearing this, Wang Bo immediately understood and said dismissively, "You're about to seize the Li family's realm; you can't very well forbid them from raising troops in rebellion."

Wu Zetian said disdainfully, “It is not Li Zhen that I worry about. Li Zhen, though capable, cannot defeat me. What truly concerns me is this situation. At present, too many people in the realm oppose my becoming emperor, and the situation is very unfavorable to me. If I cannot deal with Li Yin swiftly and decisively, I fear the entire realm will rise in revolt.”

Wang Bo could only remain silent in response.

After all, in ancient times, a woman becoming emperor was simply too shocking and unconventional.

It is not impossible for the whole realm to rise in revolt.

When Wu Zetian proclaimed herself emperor in her later years, many people opposed her as well. But by then her methods had long been honed, and for such opponents she had only one word.

Kill... Her throne was forged with blood.

Wu Zetian, still young, would inevitably feel unsettled at the thought of the whole realm rising in rebellion, which is why she has come to seek Wang Bo, hoping he will give her a plan.

After all, Wang Bo had already given her many pleasant surprises in many matters.

She believed that this man who had won the favor of the gods would surely bring her yet another pleasant surprise.

But to be honest, Wang Bo didn't have many solutions for the current situation either. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Are you treating me as your hired muscle?"

Wu Zetian's heart tightened. In a sense, she had indeed regarded Wang Bo as a hired thug, using her beauty to seduce him and make him serve her.

But this was her innermost thought, which she absolutely could not let Wang Bo detect.

Because Wu Zetian was very clear that if she wanted to ascend to the throne, and even sit securely on it, this man was indispensable.

“I have never regarded you as my enforcer, but as my man, my master. In all the world, besides you, who else is worthy of my flattery, my coquetry, worthy of my offering him everything I have.”

Wu Zetian's words were quite artful, but Wang Bo didn't believe them at all.

This woman is wicked to the core!