Damn it!

Damn it! Wang Zhan was roaring in his heart; he had not anticipated this. Who could have thought that after avoiding those two pitiful guys who had clearly targeted him, he would run into this madman? It's like escaping from the tiger's den only to enter the wolf's lair. But I need to continue pretending to be an ordinary man, so I can't stop improvising my act. Hence, let alone launching a counterattack against the madman, the possibility of fighting back and turning him into a meat patty has been completely overruled. I can't possibly explain to others that I had nothing to do with the madman I met earlier. And could I claim that the one who was about to save my life just happened to be passing by? If things continue like this, I can't afford to keep laying low, let alone keep my focus on my targets. It would be better to quickly tidy up, get a good sleep, and go home to kiss my tender and fragrant jade!

However, although Wang Zhan couldn't counterattack, he was not a fool. Just by observing Tian Qi's demeanor and his fleeting, impressive style, would I honestly believe this man could be his loyal subordinate? Bullshit! It's clearly a farce, yet they're acting like they're the masters here.

The only solution now was to stand tall against the first wave. Then, he had to look for opportunities to hint at a powerful, albeit fabricated, figure backing him, making these people retreat. Even if they knew his real identity, they wouldn't dare to be reckless.

So, Wang Zhan abruptly dropped his previously weak demeanor and uncharacteristically gathered all his spirits. With his gaze fixed on the man who dared to grab his neck, he refused to back down even though the lack of air made his face flush. Without hesitation, he cursed back.

"You son of a bitch! If you've got the guts, kill me right now! You coward! Do you dare? Fuck your mother!"

Wang Zhan's attitude surprised the man who was pretending to intimidate him, causing him to pause slightly. Wasn't this guy afraid of death? How did he become even more adamant in a blink of an eye? Wait, something's not right!

The man, startled into action, suddenly exerted more force on Wang Zhan's neck. This caused Wang Zhan to cough violently, seemingly cutting off his supply of air. Then, the man glared at him more viciously, his eyes full of killing intent.

"Damn, you're quite impressive, huh! Cursing me? Come on, let's see how arrogant you can be!"

I'm the fucking villain here! How dare a brat like you try to steal my limelight? You're really asking for trouble! The man wasn't a greenhorn; of course, he knew that intimidation coupled with a certain degree of assault could be more effective. Therefore, he didn't just threaten Wang Zhan. Instead, he landed a punch directly on his stomach.

THUD! Wang Zhan was sent flying a few meters away.

Of course, if it were a punch from a Martial Master like Wang Zhan, it could have directly claimed someone's life.

But…

PTUI! Wang Zhan genuinely spat blood, the corners of his mouth instantly smeared crimson.

Shit, this guy better remember this. Once this is over, if he falls into my hands, he'll be enlisted into the suicide squad!

It is said that one's appearance reflects their heart. At this moment, Wang Zhan's inner ruthlessness, combined with his stubborn refusal to disclose any information, made him seem somewhat deranged to the man. He's naturally suited for the black market! the man couldn't help but silently praise him.

Of course, if it weren't for Wang Zhan's sudden stroke of immense luck, as if Heaven and Earth themselves conspired to help him, granting him his greatest and most enduring cheat—the System—his fate might have been different. He might have ended up like any other ordinary man: attending a nondescript university, feeling the crushing weight of life. Eventually, his inherent rebelliousness might have led him to become an aggressive figure in the black market, just as the man imagined. But obviously, that was not the case now. Because no matter what the man thought or did, Wang Zhan's real identity was an actor who had sealed his own strength with mental energy. What mattered was his professionalism!

So…

"Fuck your mother, continue! Didn't you have breakfast? Your weak punches can barely tickle me! HEH HEH HEH…" Wang Zhan sneered, his eyes filled with mockery and provocation.

Fury raged in the man's heart, nearly consuming his sanity. Damn it, this kid must be the ancestor of all taunters! How come after all these years, I'm still no match for his provocations?

Luckily, the man came to his senses in time and did not let Wang Zhan's ridicule infuriate him. However, while Wang Zhan enjoyed the verbal sparring, his body had to endure some physical pain. The man was here on a mission, and these beatings were a necessary part of it.

The man stepped forward and delivered another kick to Wang Zhan's stomach, sending him flying a few steps back. Of course, to avoid causing the sudden death of this "ordinary person," the man was quite careful with his strength. However, he glared at Wang Zhan with a fierce and grim expression.

"You are truly courting death! Come on, come on! I've lived this long and never heard such a request. Continue, continue! I don't care if you talk or not today; I'm going to have my fill first."

"HEH HEH HEH… Fuck…"

THUD! Before Wang Zhan could finish his curse, he was kicked again, a repeat of his previous ordeal. This man might look shifty-eyed, but his execution was on par with many from the Military Department.

UGH! Forced to swallow his curses, Wang Zhan could only seethe internally. This man is too sly. Indeed, ordinary people are powerless against Martial Artists. They can only be continuously hammered.

That was the tricky part. If the Martial Artist standing in front of you doesn't even give you a chance to speak, then all you have left is to get clobbered!

However, luckily Wang Zhan could still put up some resistance.

"HEH HEH HEH! Keep going, keep going!!" Wang Zhan watched the man's livid face, his own expression suddenly hardening. He knew his plan had succeeded. Did they really think that just because I'm pretending to be an ordinary person, a Martial Artist would be helpless against me? Such innocence! Wang Zhan wasn't just referring to the man in front of him, but also this man's boss, the refined yet domineering Tian Qi.

Little did they know, inside Wang Zhan's mental realm, the madman, having sensed the heavy hits Wang Zhan was taking, was already furious. Although he couldn't see, he could still notice changes in Wang Zhan. For instance, there were fluctuations around the edge of the mental realm and the occasional inversion of Heaven and Earth. He didn't know what Wang Zhan's plan was, but a single glance told him that the person outside posed no threat to Wang Zhan. If so, why continue the act?

He roared at once, "The weak put on a show; the strong only crush! Wang Zhan, you're strong, why aren't you fighting back?"

Wang Zhan grumbled, rolling his eyes. Only a fool would fight back! I've gone through so much trouble to create this scene, making everyone believe I'm just an ordinary man, posing no threat. Only someone who poses no threat could make them believe that the purpose of my appearance is for personal gain; only then will they let their guard down. As for fighting back… HEH HEH HEH… There's a strategy for that too!

In front of Wang Zhan, the man's face was ferocious. He was originally planning to go up and teach Wang Zhan another lesson. But suddenly, he stumbled!

This was a huge mistake. The question was, why would a Martial Master with abundant Essence Energy and no damage to his mental energy make such an error? At this point, the man suddenly noticed the smug, sinister smile on Wang Zhan's face and his eager, predatory gaze.

Something's not right! He hurriedly brought his hand in front of his face, only to see the blood vessels on it bulging and his skin turning somewhat dark. These were clearly signs of poisoning!

The man was shocked. Damn, when did he poison me?

Despite his internal shock, he kept a cool facade, offering a grim smile. "Kid, do you think some minor toxin can do anything to a Martial Artist? Aren't you being a bit naive?"

Wang Zhan cackled, struggling to get up. "Whether it works on you or not, I don't care. But you try moving again now! You think I'm made of paper?"

The man wanted to take a step forward. Alright, let's test it.

But when he truly tried to act, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. His vision blurred, and a heavy drowsiness washed over him, as if he were about to fall into a deep slumber. His face changed slightly.

"What is this? Kid, what kind of poison did you give me?"

He had a premonition. Even if he could move, it would be useless. The poison coursing through his body was potent enough to make him lose track of Wang Zhan. He wanted to sit down and try to expel the toxin, but it was futile.

On the other hand, Wang Zhan…

A RATTLE echoed, as if something was being dragged.

The man opened his eyes, only to see a somewhat heavy wooden stick in Wang Zhan's hand. Clearly, it was the very stick the man himself had used to intimidate Wang Zhan earlier. His face changed immediately. He wanted to stand up but was hit by another wave of dizziness. He had completely lost the ability to resist. He could only threaten, "What are you trying to do, kid? I warn you…"

Before he could finish—

"AHHH!!!!"

Wang Zhan, his eyes blazing, abruptly darted forward. It seemed as if he had tapped into some hidden potential, or as if his injuries had miraculously healed. He roared, "I warn your horse!"

BANG!

The wooden stick was suddenly lifted and then brought down with vicious speed. Wang Zhan, maintaining a leaping posture, pounced. The stick in his hand struck true, landing squarely on the man's body.

However, everyone knew that a Martial Artist's skin was tough and their flesh thick. It was only because Wang Zhan was still playing his part. To avoid revealing any flaws, he had retracted all his Essence Energy and mental power, completely weakening his defense. This was why he appeared so utterly weak. With Wang Zhan's actual strength, even if he stood right in front of the man, and even if they were at the same rank, the man wouldn't have been able to touch him.

This was all because Wang Zhan couldn't be measured by the standards of an ordinary Martial Master; moreover, he was on the verge of becoming a Martial General.

HEH HEH HEH…

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