Everyone knew that if these two prominent figures from the Underground City went on a rampage, causing destruction everywhere, then even though some among the crowd were martial artists, most would be like eggs hitting a rock; they stood no chance against a Grandmaster!

However, as these people were fleeing, some of the more quick-witted ones noticed three individuals heading in the exact opposite direction. One of them was trembling, another was expressionless, and the third seemed completely at ease. They casually passed by the fleeing crowd, step by step, approaching the battlefield. This sight astonished many.

Could these people be fools? Don't they know how dangerous it is up ahead?

That's a Grandmaster there! Even a glancing blow could leave one crippled.

From this perspective, the ordinary-looking, trembling middle-aged man seemed the most normal of the three.

"Damn it, you're still looking! Others are courting death, and you want to follow? If others eat shit, are you going to take a bite too?"

There were curious onlookers, of course, but also ordinary people who were already agitated, their anger now fanned into an inexplicable rage by the scene.

However, at this moment, some began to consider things more deeply.

No, no, there's something off about them! It's too strange…

Those who could reach this conclusion, though usually inconspicuous, were clearly not simple characters.

"Right! Although the middle-aged man looks scared, the other two are too strange. They seem utterly fearless. I can't detect any fear in their eyes…"

What kind of confidence must one possess to face a Grandmaster head-on, without flinching or retreating?

Could it be an existence even stronger than the Grandmaster Realm—a true Grandmaster expert?

Once this possibility was considered, everyone was shocked.

To verify this suspicion, a few individuals gritted their teeth and decided to stay, hiding nearby to observe the true capabilities of Wang Zhan's group. This was not a pointless endeavor. If Wang Zhan and his companions truly had such hidden experts among them, a single move might grant some low-level martial artists a sudden epiphany or a glimpse into the profundity of Wang Zhan's martial arts, allowing them to benefit and increase their strength.

Although these people had witnessed experts of higher realms in action during the Beast Tide Attack, the difference in their realms was too vast. Upon reflection, they realized that while it was easier to discern the moves of a Grandmaster, their foundations weren't as deep, and their personal styles were very pronounced. Thus, even seeing their techniques might not be of much use.

But Grandmasters of a higher echelon were different! Any martial artist who could reach that realm already possessed a certain majestic aura. This was something they couldn't hide and was precisely what could benefit lower-level martial artists the most. Therefore, any martial artist who still harbored ambitions for greater strength was unwilling to let this rare opportunity slip by.

「At the same time.」

BOOM!

A slender figure was ruthlessly smashed down from mid-air.

Tian Qi spat out a mouthful of blood, his gaze towards Snakehead bloodshot and fierce. Just moments ago, he had been outwitted by Snakehead again. This bastard's rebounding martial art had caused Tian Qi endless suffering, yet he was helpless against it. Precisely because of this, while attacking with all his might, Snakehead had managed to accumulate immense power and strike Tian Qi down with a single blow, leaving him no chance to evade.

Snakehead laughed triumphantly, his voice dripping with killing intent as he said, "After all is said and done, you're still a loser! Hmph, Tian Qi, still not admitting it? You shouldn't have provoked me. If you dare to provoke me, I'll make you understand that the consequences are more than you can bear."

But after wiping the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, Tian Qi straightened his posture, showing no sign of retreat. He merely stared coldly at Snakehead and took a deep breath. "Admit it, my ass! Bring it on! I'd like to see just how far ahead of me you really are now…"

Tian Qi was furious too. Besides, he was no saint to begin with, so trash-talking came naturally to him. Of course, he knew he was no match for Snakehead. This man was said to be insane, yet he was cunning; said to be sane, yet he often flew into rages. But one thing was certain: Snakehead, already a level 8 Grandmaster, possessed an incredibly profound foundation.

One should know, these people didn't measure their strength according to the Federation's promoted basic attributes and bonuses. To them, true foundation was something intangible, unseen. What could be openly displayed were merely numbers that no one cared about; even at their limit, they were just numbers. It was impossible to truly comprehend the devastating power of a Grandmaster expert through them! So, Tian Qi was merely being stiff-necked, unwilling to admit defeat easily. As for his men on the field, he had already sent them a telepathic message at the earliest opportunity, ordering them to scatter and leave immediately, then await his news.

However, what Tian Qi didn't realize was that not far from him, an up-and-coming talent—who had, to some extent, become a part of the new system since the Federation changed how strength was presented—was watching him with great interest. From beginning to end, Wang Zhan had observed the strength of both combatants without missing a single detail. In fact, thanks to his comprehensive perspective, his understanding of Snakehead's rebounding martial art was even deeper than Tian Qi's.

If victory were judged by attributes alone, Snakehead's basic attributes were around 38,000 points, while Tian Qi's were around 30,000. A difference of nearly 10,000 points! The higher the realm, the greater such discrepancies became, and the more pronounced the disparity in their actual power would be. The difference in their strength was evident.

Of course, if these figures were to be evaluated based on the Federation's comprehensive combat power metrics, they would lose their fundamental meaning. One should know that even Wang Zhan's current comprehensive combat power was at least 3.7 million. That was a terrifying number! This was even more so for the two Grandmaster Realm experts before him, who were two entire realms above Wang Zhan. Even a wall of bronze or iron would be like paper to them, pierced with a single poke.

Furthermore, despite the vast difference in power between Wang Zhan and them, the Fatal One Slash, inherited from Wang Yidao, was Wang Zhan's ultimate trump card. It would even play a role in his longer journey as a martial artist because it could consolidate all his combat power—including Essence Energy, vital energy, and mental energy—into a unified whole to be unleashed in an instant. In this way, even formidable Grandmasters, more powerful Grandmasters, or even powerful experts of the Martial King Realm would be like paper before Wang Zhan's focused, point-breaking destructive power.

How ironic!

No wonder Wang Yidao once said that the Federation's entire approach to martial arts was wrong, and he would bring a destructive subversion to the Federation! Thinking back now, this Fatal One Slash was that man's ultimate proof against the Federation.

Wang Zhan, possessing such a strong foundation, could naturally see that Tian Qi couldn't win, and Tian Qi himself was also perfectly clear about it. Tian Qi lacked Wang Zhan's ability to fight those of higher realms or directly break through high-level defenses. This doomed Tian Qi to be Snakehead's perpetual loser until he possessed sufficient strength.

Of course, Tian Qi had his share of luck. For instance, he was now on Wang Zhan's side. And, as luck would have it, there was a genuine Martial King right beside Wang Zhan. Moreover, Wang Zhan had indeed developed some interest in the martial art Snakehead possessed.

If I had such powerful rebounding and defensive measures to complement the formidable combat power of the Fatal One Slash, then my sustainability would instantly soar, and I'd no longer be bound by the old fate of his 'one slash, seven bursts' limit.

With this in mind, Wang Zhan's gaze deepened.

He then asked Ku Zhu, "What do you think is the best way to break a technique like that?"

Ku Zhu replied gravely, "Focus your power to a single point and overwhelm him directly! Don't give him the chance to draw us into his combat rhythm, and victory will be ours!"

A smirk touched Wang Zhan's lips. Very good. A load of well-spoken nonsense. Of course, such a statement would only be true for those with low strength. Coming from Ku Zhu, however, it was visionary and insightful.

So, Wang Zhan simply nodded, not minding it, and said meaningfully to Ku Zhu, "That might be true, but if this rebounding martial art and defensive method were used by an even more troublesome opponent, one who forced you into their combat rhythm, it would be a nightmare! So, go up and guide him. Whether Tian Qi makes a move or you do, let Snakehead learn his place. And then, bring that martial art back to me. Even if we spend three hundred million to acquire it, it's a guaranteed profit for us, HEH HEH HEH…"

Hearing Wang Zhan's words, Boss Chen was plunged into self-doubt. He looked left and right, then up and down. Utterly disoriented, his mind raced: Who am I? Where am I? Didn't I just come here to help sell some fake medicine and make a little money? Why am I suddenly hearing that even spending three hundred million for a martial art is a worthwhile deal?

But Ku Zhu knew Wang Zhan's identity very well. This was never some street hustler selling fake medicine, nor a rich kid out to make some quick cash. His true identity was so incredible that no one would believe it even if told. One State Governor had specifically designed a death trap filled with experts above the Grandmaster Realm just to deliver Ku Zhu himself into Wang Zhan's hands.

The other was even more fantastical.

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