In the middle of the arena, the figures had vanished into thin air, moving in an unpredictable manner. For a moment, silence prevailed all around.

The owner of the green eyes seemed to have lost his bearings, unable to distinguish north from south or east from west, naturally unaware of Wang Zhan's whereabouts.

But Shi Zhongming and Chen San, observing from outside the arena—one an expert in the Grandmaster Realm, the other an attendant of the Martial King Realm—watched attentively, missing no detail. Thus, in this moment, they understood the shock and astonishment Wang Zhan had brought even better than the green-eyed man himself.

"This is... flying martial arts!"

"He actually possesses flying martial arts?"

Wasn't Wang Zhan said to be just an ordinary person from the slums? Why would he possess such incredibly rare flying martial arts?

Unquestionably, once Wang Zhan revealed his flying martial arts, the two spectators stopped watching the seemingly ferocious death-row inmate. Instead, they stared intently at Wang Zhan as he flickered between near and far, trying to uncover more of his secrets.

At this moment, Wang Zhan, moving back and forth like a roc spreading its wings, had already unknowingly reached behind the man. He even seemed to enjoy playing hide-and-seek, becoming a shadow behind him. The hapless man was in a blind spot and did not notice that Wang Zhan was always moving with his back.

Therefore, a sudden surge of fear gripped his heart, followed by a terrifying, ferocious roar.

"Where did you go? Come out! Come out! Heh heh heh, you want to kill me, right? I'm right here..."

Looking around, he saw no one else within the cage but himself. So, he tried to cover up his fear with anger.

But quickly, he noticed something. The shadow his body cast in the distance seemed to have silently sprouted an extra pair of wings.

Instantly, his pupils constricted, his mind trembled, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably. Moreover, as he registered this, a blade appeared in the hand of the shadow behind him. Then, the blade's tip lifted slightly, emitting a cold glint and a chilling killing intent, mixed with a sensation that made his heart palpitate violently.

The thin man, who looked like a monkey, suddenly began to panic.

For an instant, his face was illuminated by the warehouse's stark lights. It was incredibly pale and bloodless, like a foul-smelling corpse that had crawled out from the ground.

Perhaps only when he felt death's approach again did he realize he was still a living person.

And he could still die!

Immediately, he cried out loud, ready to kneel in mid-air.

"Don't kill me!..."

He wanted to beg for mercy; he wanted to live. He wanted to quickly kneel and beg for forgiveness before Wang Zhan could react. To him, dignity was nothing more than a useless trinket.

However, would Wang Zhan, the one behind him, be someone soft-hearted?

He just laughed coldly.

Compared to this panicked man who wanted to kneel and beg for mercy, Wang Zhan's laughter was undoubtedly much deeper, but it evoked more awe and fear.

"You want to die, don't you? How about I grant you your wish?"

Finally, the green-eyed man heard Wang Zhan's voice.

Despite his arrogance and brutality, his utter disregard for life, after feeling the chill emanating from Wang Zhan and sensing the sharp weapon between them, he knew he had to bow his head. Even if he feared nothing else in the world, he had to submit to Wang Zhan, lest he truly become a lingering ghost.

However, he still didn't know that, compared to him, Wang Zhan was far more devilish!

Therefore, in the blink of an eye, a young man holding the Liyun Blade appeared, a faint, detached smile on his face, as if he were a demon from the depths of Hell appreciating the mortal world.

Then, he plunged his blade directly into Thin Monkey's back.

In an instant, with a sickening squelch, bones shattered, and all fell silent.

'Strength +80'

'Agility +103'

'Physique +75'

Feeling the surge in his basic attributes, Wang Zhan remained indifferent, merely smirking grimly as he personally sent this devil on his way.

All that remained were the devil's eyes, reluctant to leave the mortal world.

In agony, he glanced at Shi Zhongming, leaving his last word.

"I..."

Such resentment!

The villain, whose spine had been pierced by Wang Zhan's Liyun Blade, had eyes filled with bitterness and hatred. But clearly, it was not directed at Wang Zhan, but at Shi Zhongming and Chen San.

They had only said he would be dealing with a mere Martial Master. Although he wasn't supposed to deliver a killing blow unless absolutely necessary, freedom seemed within reach, so he had agreed. He even considered staging some 'accident.'

Who would have thought that in the end, *I* would be the one saying goodbye to this world...?

THUD.

The body fell silently to the ground, producing a dull thud that seemed shockingly tranquil in the solemn stillness of the early night.

Wang Zhan hovered in mid-air, wings beating behind him, his face adorned with the subtle smile of a victor.

Disdainful, domineering, ruthless, bloodthirsty.

"The opponents you've chosen for me don't seem very capable. Why not release them all at once? Let me see just how much importance I hold in your mind, State Governor!" Wang Zhan taunted.

The Liyun Blade in his hand gleamed under the moonlight.

Even so, Shi Zhongming and Chen San had to acknowledge Wang Zhan's strength.

Thin Monkey, despite being only in the Grandmaster Realm, immediately had his ferocity crushed when he met Wang Zhan, tucking his tail between his legs.

The saying goes, 'The brave wins when met at a narrow road,' but what if the opponent is a seemingly emotionless demon king? Even the most valiant warrior would likely not escape such a demon king's gaze.

Shi Zhongming muttered lowly, "Aside from the last one, let the rest of them in."

Chen San's heart sank. Even as a Martial King, he would be hampered when facing those desperate men. Can Wang Zhan really handle them? If he manages to do it, then...

Needless to say, Chen San foresaw the potential outcome but didn't object, replying in a low voice, "Yes!"

As Shi Zhongming's trusted confidant, what are a few lives to me? Of course, I'll just silently carry out his orders.

And so, within Wang Zhan's range of perception, aside from the last figure who looked unremarkable and no different from an ordinary person, all the other combatants Shi Zhongming had brought—essentially sacrifices—were thrown into the cage by Chen San.

One after another, they tumbled from mid-air.

Then, their Soul-binding Locks shattered completely. Regaining their mobility, they instantly unleashed an endless, savage, and bloody aura.

Yet, after just one glance at Thin Monkey's corpse, these fierce characters—Grandmasters on average—immediately narrowed their eyes. They adroitly moved away from Wang Zhan, and from each other, maintaining a distance to avoid potential sneak attacks.

"How did Thin Monkey fall so quickly?"

"Even I would be helpless against Thin Monkey! You might not fear a desperate man, but you fear a suicidal one. Yet this young man actually killed him?"

"The wound is in his back, right through the spine!"

In an instant, Wang Zhan became the target of public criticism.

Those brutal figures watched Wang Zhan with extreme caution, then glanced at Shi Zhongming, who stood guard outside the cage.

Ultimately, they chose to confront Wang Zhan.

"Kid, who in the world are you? We're all of the Human Race, why are you so ruthless?!"

"We don't mind that you killed Thin Monkey. But if you don't want us to swarm you and tear you limb from limb, then surrender! We can spare your life..."

"Kid, we're not Thin Monkey! You'd better think twice. We're all of the Human Race, just trying to survive. Why do you have to be so aggressive?"

In Shi Zhongming and Chen San's line of sight, all those prisoners—whether brawny or gaunt, savage or blood-soaked, mighty or frail—now regarded Wang Zhan with an extreme fear born of utmost caution.

Obviously, Thin Monkey had fallen too quickly. A reckless fighter like him hadn't even lasted a few breaths against Wang Zhan. How could this not make their hearts tremble? At most, they were only one major realm stronger than Thin Monkey. They definitely couldn't have killed him so silently and decisively, especially by striking him from behind where he was defenseless.

"What a fearsome fiend..." Shi Zhongming muttered to himself.

Just one glance at the scene was enough for him to understand. Although Wang Zhan hadn't yet engaged these men, he had already shattered their psychological defenses, securing a mental victory.

Next, as long as Wang Zhan continued his unstoppable momentum, denying them any chance, they were likely all fated to die. And yet, up to this point, Wang Zhan had only killed Thin Monkey.

Undoubtedly, this was an individual born with an inherent, untamable dominance and a ferociously ruthless aura.

Who could believe that such a person, just a year ago, had been an ordinary high school senior, destined to be lost in the crowd? But when his fortunes changed, he had soared like a great bird on the wind, achieving one miracle after another.

No wonder the Young Miss took a liking to him...

Wang Zhan looked at the wary and guarded gazes of these men and burst into hearty laughter, saying with great satisfaction, "It seems you've all grown muddled from your time in prison and don't know the reality of today's Federation. If that's the case, then let me enlighten you: ever since I, Wang Zhan, appeared on the scene, there are no more sparring rings in the Federation!"

After saying that, a flicker of ruthlessness crossed Wang Zhan's eyes. If any such rings still existed, they were solely for deciding life and death!

The others didn't understand his full meaning, but they all distinctly felt the killing intent emanating from Wang Zhan, and the way the air around them seemed to congeal.

Their expressions changed in unison as they exclaimed:

"A real newborn calf doesn't fear a tiger! Kid, do you know who we are?"

"When we were killing enemies on the Star War Battlefield, you were still in your mother's womb! How dare you be so arrogant and belittle us?"

"Since you're courting death, don't blame us for being merciless! Attack! Kill him, it's the only way to survive! If we can't kill him, we all die together!..."

Instantly, someone roared, warning those who might be thinking of playing both sides or staying out of the fight.

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