"His five internal organs are failing and his life force is gone. It doesn't look like he can survive." Xu Jiujun walked forward and said with a frown.
"This is my father, Bian Liang. He is one of the ten people in the world who have mastered the ninth-level battle suit."
"Battle suit?" Xu Jiujun asked curiously, "Is that the reason you can withstand my punch?"
"That's right." Bian Luo explained, "There are nine levels of battle suits. Making them isn't difficult. The key lies in how many people can wear them."
"Everyone's physical fitness is different. For example, I can only wear a level 5 battle suit, while Captain Cheng wears a level 7 battle suit."
"If I wore a level seven battle suit, I would explode and die because I couldn't withstand the power it brought."
"Oh...interesting." Xu Jiujun nodded repeatedly. No wonder his hands didn't look like mechanical hands. It turned out that the battle suit protected him.
If level seven is equivalent to the extreme realm, then level eight is the realm above the extreme realm, and level nine is the supreme realm.
Xu Jiujun was shocked by his own idea. If all one needed was a strong physique to wear a ninth-level battle suit, then wouldn't everyone in the world of immortal cultivation be at the Venerable Realm?!
"Level 9 battle suit, can I try it on?"
"Try it on?" Bian Luo shook his head repeatedly. Xu Jiujun thought he was reluctant to do it, but then he heard him continue, "In addition to the necessary physical fitness, wearing a combat suit is also necessary."
"It also depends on how well you fit in with this suit."
"Compatibility?" Xu Jiujun was stunned. Bian Luo continued to explain: "The battle suit is not something you wear. It is a skill similar to transformation."
"Don't you also have a nuclear-powered battle body? Is there anyone else besides you who can master this thing?"
"You mean, the battle suit is not meant to be worn at all times, but can be transformed directly when needed?"
"Yes, if you can't summon this suit, it means that it doesn't suit you. There's also a saying that suits have spirits."
"Because the battle suit is made from the blood of beasts, it usually takes ten beasts of the same species to make a first-level battle suit."
"And a level nine battle suit requires the blood of one million identical beasts."
"So if you can't summon this suit, it means the beast in this suit doesn't recognize you."
"Once the suit is put on, it cannot be taken out. Only death can remove it."
"I see." Xu Jiujun nodded, then said, "I have a way to treat your father's injury, but you have to promise me one thing."
"A hundred things are possible!" Bian Luo said seriously.
"With your wealth, how many level nine battle suits can you make?" asked Xu Jiujun.
"With my current wealth, I can buy at most ten level nine battle suits!"
"But if my father can wake up and put on the ninth-level battle suit again, a thousand pieces will not be a problem!" Bian Luo said confidently.
"Okay, then one thousand pieces!" After Xu Jiujun said this, Bian Luo nodded repeatedly.
Xu Jiujun placed his hand on the transparent jar with his eyes closed. It seemed very difficult, but in fact, one hundred life attribute points had already fallen into Bian Liang's hands.
He was just waiting for Bian Liang's injuries to heal, and the black air was also sucked out by Xu Jiujun's breathing technique. What surprised him was that he had seen this black air before.
It was the mysterious black energy from Anye Realm.
After the black air was sucked out, Bian Liang's injuries recovered faster. In less than a minute, all the injuries in Bian Liang's body were healed.
It's only a matter of time before he wakes up.
"Okay, open this transparent tank. He will wake up soon. If you can guarantee that your father can breathe in water, there is no need to open it."
"Yes!" Bian Luo only realized after being reminded that his father just had better physical fitness. Without the help of the battle suit, how could he breathe in the water.
After a few minutes, Bian Liang suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was awakened.
As soon as he saw Xu Jiujun, he punched him!
Xu Jiujun easily blocked Bian Liang's attack, then froze him in place with a palm strike and shouted, "Wake up!"
“This is your home!”
Bian Liang's cloudy eyes gradually became clear, but he was still a little confused.
"This is... this is my home..."
"You! Who are you?!"
"The smell of you makes me very uncomfortable!"
"Who am I? You should ask your son." Xu Jiujun revealed a dark aura and asked, "Is this it?"
"That's right! Are you in the same group with that group?"
"Which group of people? A group of monsters?" Xu Jiujun asked.
"No! It's a group of people who look like us!"
"Human?" Xu Jiujun was stunned for a moment, then realized that there were beings in Anye Realm who looked similar to humans.
Thinking of this, Xu Jiujun continued to ask: "Do you still remember what the person you met looked like?"
"Why should I tell you!"
"Father! He was the one who saved you after you were seriously injured!" Bian Luo heard this and only now realized that he had to explain Xu Jiujun's identity.
Bian Liang looked embarrassed after hearing this and said slowly, "Take out the memory display device."
"Show it to this gentleman."
"From your reaction, it seems that you know that group of people."
"We'll know everything after we see it." While Xu Jiujun was speaking, Bian Luo had already brought over something that looked like a projector with two tubes on it.
Bian Liang pressed the two tubes on his temples, one on the left and one on the right, then turned on the machine. His memories were projected onto the wall like a movie.
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