It was originally an evenly matched battle, the outcome difficult to discern.

Who could have imagined such a sudden turn of events!

Wang Zhan seemed to have become a balloon adrift in the dark night, and Uncle 17 of the Xu Family was naturally the instigator who had sent the balloon flying.

He watched as the punch landed on Wang Zhan's stomach, like a ferocious beast striking with unstoppable force. Not only the children on the rooftop, but even Yang Zecheng and his companion's expressions changed.

"Young Master, it seems Wang Zhan has lost. Shall we still make a move?"

If they intervened, the favor owed would be too small. If they didn't, Wang Zhan might be done for.

But Yang Zecheng kept staring at that dark alley, as if it held some profound mystery. He couldn't make up his mind, muttering, Something's not right, something's not right… Wang Zhan can't lose this quickly. If he were really going to lose, he wouldn't have used that last saber strike. Martial arts isn't magic; energy is always conserved…

"Young Master..."

The Grandmaster hesitated. Although he admitted Wang Zhan indeed possessed some skill, could he really defeat another Grandmaster? If you don't act now, he'll die. And if he dies, can you truly befriend a ghost?

Unexpectedly, Yang Zecheng turned his head and snapped at him, his voice laced with suppressed emotion and a wild frenzy, like a gambler.

"Wait! Just wait a little longer! We can follow, but you mustn't intervene. If... if he truly dies at the hands of a Grandmaster, it will only prove he wasn't worth my gamble!"

And I have a feeling, he might not actually be losing. Perhaps he sensed us watching and is feigning defeat again…

The Grandmaster was aghast, his heart pounding. How could it be possible? He's just a Warrior…

Of course, from Yang Zecheng's perspective, betting the Yang family on Wang Zhan was such a monumental gamble that even he, the future of the Yang family, felt endless pressure.

So he knew clearly what he wanted.

If Wang Zhan had indeed, as he suspected, sensed his presence, then he had to be a genius, perhaps even a demon. A demon so extraordinary that he, Yang Zecheng, would unhesitatingly drag the entire Yang family to the gambling table for him.

If not, then Wang Zhan could die; it was a gamble he couldn't afford if Wang Zhan wasn't truly exceptional.

In fact, no one noticed that the moment Wang Zhan was sent flying by Uncle 17 of the Xu Family, a strange smile quietly spread across his face, like a demon king lurking in the darkness, eyeing all his prey.

While Wang Zhan was being besieged by the Xu family, at the four major Martial Arts Academies, Yun Tianyi, Edward, Wei Daoming, and Mu Dongjun once again gathered at the top of the Temporary Stadium, standing side by side.

Without resorting to any special means, relying solely on their Martial Emperor realm, they observed Wang Zhan's every move, including that final, cunningly triumphant smile.

Edward remained silent. Wei Daoming, however, paid him no mind and spoke directly, his tone heavy.

"The Federation's strength should not be squandered on internal strife. This matter must be stopped immediately."

Yun Tianyi held a dissenting view, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"I, on the other hand, think that rather than stopping it, we should let this situation ferment and intensify. Edward, what do you say? The Xu family's Grandmaster might not even need to show up, but this is a golden opportunity for your Royal Martial Arts Academy."

Wei Daoming looked astonished, Mu Dongjun appeared contemplative, and Edward's face was dark and gloomy. Nowadays, the Royal Martial Arts Academy was almost completely isolated due to Yun Tianyi's machinations. Especially since Yun Tianyi had excellent personal relationships with Wei Daoming and Mu Dongjun, Edward was clearly not in a favorable position.

So, he slowly raised his head and said indifferently, "Your suggestion is excellent. I agree."

Although he also believed the Federation's strength shouldn't be wasted internally, he suddenly felt that Wang Zhan was the Federation's true plague. If not for him, how could such a deep and irreparable rift have formed among the Four Great Martial Arts Academies?

Consequently, Edward quietly clarified his stance. To pacify internal threats before repelling external enemies. Wang Zhan didn't necessarily have to die, but he absolutely had to be controlled by someone truly intelligent.

Yun Tianyi nodded.

Within three minutes, an elite team, its members at least in the Grandmaster Realm, quietly departed Yanjing Martial Arts Academy. They entered Jing State City from the west and headed straight for the battlefield.

「Meanwhile.」

Mingyue, temporarily residing in a building near the Temporary Stadium, also smiled, her smile as radiant as the moon above.

"Isn't this interesting?"

A somewhat hoarse voice responded to her, "It is quite interesting. A Grandmaster couldn't handle him and even fell for his trick. He's even more cunning than before."

"Do you want to join in the excitement?"

Li Chengyuan emerged from the darkness, revealing a rugged, careworn face. He shook his head and said, "No, I still have some loose ends to deal with and can't be in two places at once. You can inform the Chu State Military Martial Arts Academy. As one of their students, forced to fight for his life out here, how can he be left without support from his academy elders..."

No one knew Li Chengyuan's plan, just like his solitary, retreating figure.

But Mingyue knew. So, she gracefully made her way to the residence of Liu Zhenfeng, the Deputy Dean of the Chu State Military Martial Arts Academy.

"You should let Lv Zhenglong come out. Wang Zhan is currently being besieged by a Grandmaster, and the four major Martial Arts Academies have begun to enter the field. Without a Grandmaster to stabilize the situation, he might accidentally die in Jing State City."

WHAT!

Liu Zhenfeng was shaken to his core, his face etched with astonishment. It wasn't surprising that Mingyue knew that old character Lv Zhenglong, recently promoted to Grandmaster, had arrived. But why would Wang Zhan be besieged by Grandmasters?

Mingyue explained, "He's such a genius, he's almost demonic, hardly human. As a member of the Federation, if he can't be controlled, he poses an immense threat. So, I suggest that after this incident, you immediately arrange for Wang Zhan to become an exchange student with the four major Martial Arts Academies..."

Although explaining this to Liu Zhenfeng might seem somewhat redundant—after all, once the Federal Martial Arts Competition concluded, Wang Zhan would most likely not return, instead stepping onto a new battlefield.

However, for Wang Zhan, even being merely an exchange student among the four major Martial Arts Academies would serve as a genuine protective talisman, granting him enough strategic depth to face pressures and threats from all quarters.

After all, these were the Federation's Four Great Martial Arts Academies!

Liu Zhenfeng understood immediately. Wang Zhan must have done something else to shock the Federation, making many people feel threatened.

"Yes, Ma'am. I will immediately report this to the Dean, and he will contact the four major Martial Arts Academies."

Having said that, Liu Zhenfeng couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion, unsure whether this was fortunate or unfortunate.

Wang Zhan joining the Chu State Military Martial Arts Academy was a great boon for them. Yet, for Wang Zhan himself, lacking the strength to protect that talent was where the true misfortune began.

Naturally, this battle was also being watched by a pair of beautiful, enigmatic eyes in Jing State's S3 District.

From the moment Wang Zhan was besieged, she had been in front of the screen in the basement, her entire world seemingly revolving around Wang Zhan's battle.

You won't die. I believe in you. You definitely won't die! You inherited his honor, inherited his will... These opponents are mere riffraff! Who could possibly hurt you?...

But why? Why do you possess such immense talent? You must have broken through again, haven't you? Don't break through anymore... But Qin Yuan, I truly, truly want him dead! Why, why were you so foolish? You didn't have to die...

She seemed to want Wang Zhan dead, yet she also knew that if Wang Zhan died, then the last trace of Qin Yuan in this world would vanish completely...

"Wang Zhan, get out here!"

Uncle 17 of the Xu Family roared, not caring that his voice would reverberate throughout the entire Safe Zone.

He hadn't expected Wang Zhan, after being sent flying, to vanish so completely, without leaving even a trace of his aura. It was infuriating.

Wang Zhan didn't know the whole world was going mad over him, nor did he need to.

He just chuckled coldly, a hint of smugness in his smile, then tossed another Blood Essence Pill into his mouth, muttering, No need to rush. I'll be out to deal with you shortly...

UGH...

He groaned in pain, frantically circulating the Supreme Clear Thunder Summary within his body to absorb the medicinal power.

With such high-intensity combat, the complications from the previous Blood Essence Pill had completely vanished. Moreover, Wang Zhan had found a way to handle the Blood Essence Pill.

He would use the Supreme Clear Thunder Summary as chains within his body to tame the raging beast that was the Blood Essence Pill, turning it into a docile dog that served his needs—just as those people wished to do to him.

As for Uncle 17 of the Xu Family? His fate was already sealed in Wang Zhan's eyes. Because Wang Zhan had already broken through.

Level 5 Warrior!

The searing pain in his meridians, the savage expression on his face, the agony racking his body, the tremor in his soul—finally, all of it converged like streams into a river, and rivers into an ocean.

RUMBLE...

Host: Wang Zhan

Strength: 2,600

Agility: 2,600

Physique: 2,600

Charm: 120

Wisdom: 50

Mental Power: 2,400

As expected, his base attributes for a Level 5 Warrior were completely maxed out, leaving only his extreme attribute values. The remaining medicinal power once again began to radically transform Wang Zhan's body, pushing him towards the Martial General Realm.

At this moment, waves of potent Essence Energy surged through him, and Wang Zhan found himself completely immersed in this intoxicating power, unable to pull away.

Based on his current actual realm alone, he had already surpassed countless academy students. He could even directly confront low-level Warriors; even if he couldn't win, he could at least hold his own and remain undefeated.

But who could he blame for being so extraordinarily talented, favored by the heavens, and gifted with the System?

His mental energy coverage alone, spanning a radius of 2,400 meters, was enough to put him far ahead of countless so-called academy geniuses. That wasn't even mentioning the five-fold mental energy amplification at the Warrior realm—something that might seem unremarkable to others, but for him, it was terrifyingly potent.

He felt as if he were standing high above Jing State, looking down upon the ants struggling for survival far below—ants like the young man with a feminine appearance on the rooftop, or the madman frantically searching for him.

A savage, terrifying smirk involuntarily spread across his lips.

Well then, let the hunt begin!

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