The voice was like metal clashing, sonorous and powerful.

Each word gave a feeling filled with power.

Just hearing this voice, a defiant and unruly big-shot figure involuntarily appeared in Wu Di's mind.

A surge of wild aura hit him head-on, instinctively making him hold his breath, not daring to move recklessly.

Wu Di even felt that his heart was deliberately aligning its rhythm with the speaker's tone, not daring to be faster by even a fraction.

This guy is ridiculously strong!

A dangerous character!

Run away!

His sixth sense gave a triple warning.

Wu Di really thought about running away immediately.

To deal with this kind of person with an obviously high demeanor, naturally, someone of the same level should come to talk.

"Go back immediately and inform Brother Ran!"

"If Brother Ran isn't there, Su Qiangwei will do too!"

Not knowing if the other party was friend or foe, Wu Di didn't want to approach and interact with them recklessly.

A friendly party capable enough had to make the judgment.

"How could this be? Can't move at all!"

Wu Di tried to leave but sadly discovered that he couldn't move at all.

It felt as if his body and soul were separated.

Trembling all over, his entire being inexplicably shivered, and every cell in his body seemed to be trembling and wailing, hoping Wu Di could leave this dangerous place immediately!

But...

He couldn't do it!

An inexplicable fear seized Wu Di, rendering him immobile.

It was like being a lone ordinary person in the wilderness at midnight encountering a fierce tiger.

Under this invisible and intangible powerful pressure, within just a few seconds, Wu Di felt sweat pouring like a river, soaking his clothes, and his hair clung damply to his forehead.

"Scared stiff?"

A red-haired, blood-eyed man, bare-chested, slowly walked out of the dust: "A dull little brat."

After speaking, he made a fist-clenching gesture.

Buzz!

The gusts of wind surged!

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding dust dispersed without a trace.

Visibility increased, allowing Wu Di to see more clearly.

The person was a youth about 1.85 meters tall.

His shoulder-length smooth red hair was lustrous.

His skin had a bronzed tint.

His eyes were crimson, somewhat similar to Lin Qiubai.

However, the light reflected in his irises carried a shade of darkness.

The youth was barefoot, with black trousers casually tied with a metal string, exuding a bit of carefreeness.

From his bare upper body, it was evident that his physique was well-proportioned, with full and solid muscles, not exaggerated in dimension, yet giving a sense of immense explosive power.

Dragon!

This word inexplicably surfaced in Wu Di's mind.

If there were true dragons in the world, willing to take human form, it must be this person before him!

Wu Di looked at the other, swallowed hard, and said with difficulty, "You look... very strong."

Fear arises from the unknown.

Before seeing this person's appearance, Wu Di's mind was preoccupied with the word "escape."

But when the dust settled, revealing the other person's true face, he unconsciously changed his mind.

Originally, feeling the intimidation of this person's powerful aura, Wu Di had imagined a figure over two meters tall with bulging muscles.

But now...

Seeing a man not much taller than himself, even "slightly lean," Wu Di thought he might give it a try.

The sword hadn't fully left its sheath when the other reacted.

"Hahaha!"

"Little brat!"

"Even a small fry like you dares to go up against me, Zhang Kuang?"

The red-haired youth laughed heartily, stuffing his right hand into his pocket.

Whish!

In a flash, he appeared right in front of Wu Di.

"So fast!"

The powerful wind hit, and Wu Di's pupils dilated instantly; his heart nearly stopped from the fright.

A large hand slowly and firmly pressed onto his head, closing like a pair of iron tongs.

Just like that, Wu Di was lifted into the air, his head clasped.

Their eyes met at the same level.

The man who called himself Zhang Kuang looked at Wu Di, a faint purple glimmer flashing in his crimson eyes: "Clearly overly weak, yet a little brat with commendable courage..."

Bang!

In a daze, Wu Di fell onto the ground, only then hearing the gunshot.

He lifted his head, discovering that the red-haired youth still maintained a posture with one hand in his pocket.

However, between the index and middle fingers of the man's right hand was a dazzling golden bullet!

This is the second generation "Dragon Hunting" gun designed specifically for Extraordinary Ones!

It is said that just one shot could blast through the energy shield of an ordinary White Mane star being.

But in reality...

In the eyes of many academy members, it wasn't as powerful as the first generation "Hunting Elephant," a type with excellent specifications on paper but underwhelming performance in actual combat.

If Wan Haihao hadn't blasted an extraterrestrial creature, named "Wind Uncle Fang," to smithereens during the Lotus City Demon Mountain battle with this thing, it would have probably been labeled as the "Gun of Non-Killing."

The gun suffered criticism only because the recoil issue hasn't been resolved, and at this stage, very few people can use it freely.

After all, it's a firearm named "Dragon Hunting," and no one would doubt its lethality!

If truly hit by it, even a resurrected Tyrannosaurus would probably be shot dead in one shot.

Yet...

This red-haired man caught the special bullet from the Dragon Hunting gun with just two fingers!

Although Wu Di had seen videos of cutting bullets with a sword on streaming sites, the protagonist in those videos was slicing through BB pellets with little lethality, whose velocity was not even comparable to that of an ordinary small-caliber handgun!

Compared to Dragon Hunting, it was simply worlds apart!

As an Extraordinary One, Wu Di was very aware of the difficulty of catching a bullet from the Dragon Hunting gun with bare hands...

He could even see the bullet between Zhang Kuang's fingers, intact and undamaged, without any dents.

This meant that the action of catching the bullet with bare hands was not only a purely subconscious act but also a testament to his microscopic control over his own power, handling it skillfully.

Regaining his senses, he instinctively climbed up from the ground and ran towards the direction from which the gunshot originated.

About a hundred meters directly south, Su Qiangwei flicked her wrist, letting the blue smoke swirling around the muzzle dissipate.

Pillar Level Superpower, [Precise Shooting]!

From darts, bows, crossbows to rockets, holding any ranged equipment, within effective range, it was bound to hit the target!

"Interesting little girl."

The red-haired man looked at Su Qiangwei with interest, fiddling repeatedly with the dazzling golden bullet: "This kind of weapon should be the firearm mentioned in 'Ice River Calamity'."

Zhang Kuang's arrival was like a meteor crashing down, with an astounding momentum.

To say that no one in Grass Hut Academy saw or heard it is absolutely impossible.

In no time, many academy members and fully armed soldiers had already arrived at the scene.

Retreating back into the crowd, Wu Di barely calmed his nerves, though his heart still raced. He immediately shared the information he had obtained: "Sister Qiangwei! This guy must be an alien; I saw him fall from the sky with my own eyes!"

"When he saw me, he asked if I had seen his gun."

"I guess he's talking about a cold weapon, not a firearm."

Wu Di might be stubborn, but he's not stupid.

In a few words, he contributed a lot of useful information.

"This person calls himself Zhang Kuang, and upon arriving on Earth, he can already speak Mandarin fluently! Definitely not an ordinary alien!"

"His behavior just now..."

"Was very rude, but lacked killing intent."

"It should be like you and Brother Ran, thinking I looked pleasing and wanting to give me some training."

Rationally analyzing, Wu Di felt that this red-haired young man wouldn't kill him.

But he still felt a lingering fear.

Life and death hinging on another's whim, yet acting as if nothing happened, now that was truly terrifying!

"Understood."

Su Qiangwei nodded slightly, turning her face to focus her gaze on the red-haired youth.

At the same time, the man who called himself Zhang Kuang flicked his fingers, the dazzling golden bullet drawing a small arc in the air, landing right on his fingertip, showing powerful control.

His gaze shifted from the bullet, sweeping over the crowd, displaying a relaxed and jovial demeanor: "I've already felt the warmth of Earthlings."

"So, then..."

"Let's have a formal introduction."

"My name, translated into Chinese...is Zhang Kuang."

"Although after unifying Cangming Star, people call me the Emperor, I've never really fulfilled the duties of an Emperor."

"This title, after all, doesn't really suit me..."

"Remember my name!"

The red-haired youth's lips curled up, drawing out a smile full of a rogue aura.

As he spoke, his fingers slightly pinched, flattening the bullet into a thin sheet of metal.

"Blood Lotus Demon Sect, Demon Child Zhang Kuang!"

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