State Governor Shi Zhongming was just outside the prison cage.

He definitely wouldn't be kind enough to simply let them go.

Furthermore, although these men were extremely vicious, each one of them was doomed to the death penalty under Federation law.

But they were not mindless vandals, but calculative abusers.

Especially a few of them. They were ruthless individuals who had cost the Federation countless manpower and resources to capture, and they understood the principle of making choices.

Therefore, they had seen it early on.

Either Wang Zhan would die, or they would die. There was no other possibility.

So, nearly twenty men immediately split into two groups.

One group, following the orders of the criminals among them whose eyes glinted sharply, began to besiege Wang Zhan.

The other group tried to leave the battlefield after the fighting broke out, hoping to mind their own business. But things weren't that simple.

BOOM! The fight started instantly.

Wang Zhan looked at them with a grim expression, his face impassive.

The mirror-like surface of the Liyun Blade in his hand began to ripple. Undoubtedly, it was also eager for action.

Wang Zhan stroked the Liyun Blade as if caressing a graceful woman and said softly, "HEHEHE, this time, I'll let you drink your fill!"

Twenty Grandmasters. Though they're just ordinary, it's a minor skirmish, really.

But without a doubt, it was enough for Wang Zhan to enjoy himself.

At the very least, his basic attributes could be completely maximized in this fight, and he might even glimpse the power of a Martial General or higher.

As for the madman hidden within Wang Zhan's domain? HEHEHE.

As far as Wang Zhan was concerned, why would he let such a good opportunity fall to the madman?

Just let him stay quiet. When it's time for a desperate fight, I'll bring him out to take the blame.

Needless to say, if the madman knew Wang Zhan's initial attitude, perhaps he would be even more furious.

But perhaps, he would also be helpless.

Just as he was now: standing right beside the car, yet without Wang Zhan's permission, he could only transform into a wisp of Spiritual Energy tightly enveloped by Wang Zhan's mental energy, his presence unknown to anyone.

Immediately, Wang Zhan's Bat Wings unfurled with a whoosh, and his figure shot forward like lightning.

Although he had not reached the ultimate speed of the Martial King Realm, there was no doubt that he possessed the potential to become a Grandmaster Realm martial artist.

So... "HEHEHE, taste my blade!"

BOOM!

With a single slash, Wang Zhan struck down a Grandmaster who had tried a sneak attack, sending him crashing to the ground. He was just about to move in and finish him off.

Unexpectedly, although these criminals had been isolated from the world for far too long, they weren't like the foolish enemies Wang Zhan had faced in the past, who would only ever choose to clash head-on stubbornly.

So, just as Wang Zhan lunged, a hazy figure suddenly rushed out from the side.

Wang Zhan could even see the savage snarl on his lips and the sharp claws that had suddenly appeared on his hands.

"Kid, do you think we're those stupid Federation students? Go to hell!"

BANG!

Wang Zhan's body was suddenly hit and forcibly knocked aside.

The Grandmaster he had struck down had already gotten up and rejoined the group; Wang Zhan's previous effort was wasted.

However, Wang Zhan looked down at himself, specifically at a claw mark on the clothes over his chest.

It had been so close; a little more and it might have left a lifelong scar on him.

Not only was there no fear on his face, but his expression remained unchanged. In fact, he wore an increasingly eager and excited smile that grew even brighter as he said, "Good, a fight like this is interesting!"

All along, his opponents had no room to maneuver under his Fatal One Slash, which naturally didn't provide much practical combat training for Wang Zhan.

Therefore, Wang Zhan had long ago intentionally reduced his use of it, trying to hone his skills.

But unexpectedly, he now felt a sense of pressure from those small, sharp claws—pressure he hadn't experienced even on the Star War Battlefield.

This fight... it's getting more and more interesting!

It was no longer as simple as State Governor Shi Zhongming inexplicably wanting to test him.

Wang Zhan was also eager to see what heights he could reach once he unleashed those martial arts that had been lost in the Federation's River of Time and Space!

So, with a sudden sound, Wang Zhan plunged the Liyun Blade in his hand into the ground up to its hilt, leaving only the small handle exposed. He chuckled softly and said, "Since this is fun, I'll use you to drink their Fresh Blood later! For now, I need to enjoy myself a bit..."

BUZZ.

The Liyun Blade seemed to respond, its hilt vibrating faintly.

Seeing Wang Zhan's action, the death-row criminals burst into hearty laughter.

"Is the Federation still so naive today? Having weapons at hand, yet insisting on 'convincing people with morality'?"

"HAHAHA! Goddamn 'convincing people with morality'! Come on, kid, let this old man feel your 'morality' and see what you're really made of!"

"Attack, attack, attack!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The crowd immediately roared and swarmed forward.

Wang Zhan's mouth curved into a smirk.

BOOM!

The mental energy within his body surged like a mighty river, extending far beyond its confines.

Then, accompanied by the rhythm of his Essence Energy, his previously subdued voice exploded out, "Come on, let me see what you're made of! You want to kill me? HEHEHE, then let me show you the true sights of this world one last time!"

Bat Wings, bat step—fueled by Wang Zhan's fury, they once again manifested in the world.

His figure, elusive and erratic, moved with an unnerving abruptness that struck fear into their hearts as he began to weave through their ranks.

Then, a roar echoed, followed by a series of heavy, muffled thuds, like great weights crashing to the ground.

"Eight Extremes Fist! The Eight Styles of Golden Vajra! Descending Dragon, Crouching Tiger, Splitting Mountain, Riding Elephant... Avalanche!"

"Dragon Elephant Fist! Mount Lu's Eighteen Forms! Summon Wind, Summon Rain, Sunrise, Moonset, Earth Cracks, Three Collapses... Dragon Elephant Unity!"

"Iron Ape Palm! Sinking Sand Nine Forms! Wood, Iron, Gold, Stone, Sinking Sand… Break!"

Innumerable profundities of ancient boxing methods flashed continuously through Wang Zhan's mind.

「Inside the cage.」

As the villains fought with death-defying courage, their attacks were met with heavy thuds and gasps of exertion, as if they had encountered some kind of monster.

"Impossible! Impossible! How can he know so many ancient boxing methods!"

"He's a complete madman! Isn't he afraid that the conflicting principles of these fist arts will throw his techniques into chaos and destroy the very foundation of his martial arts?"

"PFFT... Who cares how many ancient boxing methods he knows! Jack of all trades, master of none! I refuse to believe he has infinite energy! Everyone, attack together! Kill him!"

Almost every criminal had endured six or seven punches from Wang Zhan.

However, they were all towering figures in martial arts and immediately realized that Wang Zhan's technique was diverse but not refined.

Although the profound principles of most ancient boxing methods he used were unavoidable, if Wang Zhan had truly mastered them all and integrated them perfectly, how could they have merely been sent flying, only coughing up a bit of vital blood?

Clearly, although this youngster was a genius and liked to multitask, compared to these ferocious men, who had immersed themselves in martial arts for over a decade, Wang Zhan undoubtedly lacked considerable grounding.

Therefore, their anger stoked by his blows, they also understood.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Since Wang Zhan gave them no way out, there was no retreat for them.

Then, when two sides met like this, one had to die!

If any one of them had faced this freak Wang Zhan individually, they would most likely have been defeated immediately.

But he was too arrogant, daring to take on fifteen of them at once, including several Grandmasters.

Did he really think their hard-won martial training was merely for show, that they too weren't capable of killing?

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM...

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP...

"Die!"

The combined might of fifteen people dwarfed Wang Zhan's by an immeasurable margin.

Especially as they fearlessly scrambled back to their feet immediately after being knocked down, Wang Zhan's speed was inevitably hampered.

Yet, however fierce they were, Wang Zhan wouldn't yield even half a step.

"HEHEHE, a bunch of trash, that's all! So what if you all attack together? What can you possibly do to me?"

Of course, faced with this much pressure, even Wang Zhan could not afford to be careless.

So, while roaring and scorning these vile vermin fit only to live in darkness, he continuously drew upon the mountain of mental energy within him, replenishing his rapidly depleting reserves in countless instants.

His ferocious aura didn't diminish in the slightest!

Even if his Essence Energy was depleted, so what? He still had a mountain of mental energy!

Even if they could topple one, overturn another, Wang Zhan had countless such mountains of mental energy within him.

These villains, who actually dared to challenge Wang Zhan, would never realize that compared to them, he was the true, absolute demon.

Because ever since his mental energy had reached a certain Limit and the System had upgraded, he no longer worried about his consumption.

Even if he fought to the death, it would only be when every last reserve in his body was utterly depleted.

In that case, what difference was there between living and dying!

So, Wang Zhan was seen grinning sinisterly, his internal energy restored to its peak once more.

"HEHEHE..."

At this moment, only Wang Zhan knew that the villains' taunts had, ironically, hit upon a truth about him.

To a certain extent, his energy truly could be infinite!

Shi Zhongming and Chen San were completely silent.

Watching Wang Zhan in the arena, still handling the siege of a dozen or so Grandmaster-level experts with ease, Shi Zhongming suddenly turned his head and asked Chen San, "Could you be his opponent?"

Chen San remained silent, pondering for a moment, before finally shaking his head.

"If we were to fight for victory, I would win. If we were to fight to the death, I would die."

「For a moment, absolute silence prevailed.」

No one knew that even Chen San, a true Martial King, had no choice but to give Wang Zhan such a high appraisal.

Amid the silence, a lazy-looking young man wearing a pair of slippers sauntered over to Shi Zhongming's side and said with a soft chuckle, "Convinced now?"

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