Getting Stronger By Fighting

"Isn't it just ten billion?"

What difference could one billion or ten billion make? It's all just small potatoes, just a number sitting in a bank account. But if the Human Race were enslaved, if it fell, if it went extinct, if it was gone, then no matter how many tens of billions Wang Zhan possessed, it would be utterly useless. What use is conquering heaven and earth, being invincible, if there's nothing left to protect? No home, no Human Race behind him; no city lights before him. So, today, he, Wang Zhan, would go to his death—to die on the battlefield where humans and beasts clashed, to die for the rallying cry that humanity would never be enslaved. This was the first time he had so profoundly and directly felt the true foundation of the Human Race's will to survive. Fearless in battle, fearless of death, unbending, never enslaved. Anyone who dares to insult, deceive, or harm me shall be hunted down and eliminated, no matter how distant.

Wang Zhan laughed heartily and walked straight towards the center of the battlefield, towards the edge of the Four Symbols Formation. He roared fiercely, "Today, I, Wang Zhan, will die for the Human Race! Whoever wishes to follow, come with me!"

"To the death!"

"To the death!"

"To the death!..."

Each earth-shaking battle cry rang out loudly from the wilderness, like a raging fire.

"Today, I, Chen Baihe, will die for the Human Race!"

"Today, I, Li Danqing, will die for the Human Race!"

"Today, I, Shu Qile, will die for the Human Race!..."

Heads of Families, businessmen, Military Department mentors, and clerks—all stepped forward for the Human Race, their voices echoing their readiness to die.

In an instant, nearly twenty Grandmaster Realm experts and three Grandmaster Realm experts erupted from the wilderness area, all converging on Wang Zhan.

The surrounding beasts were jolted awake, their roars and screeches incessant. Many mid to high-level beasts also surged towards this location, slightly easing the Beast Tide that had been madly closing in on Jing State City.

"Hahahaha, the Human Race will never be enslaved! I, Wang Zhan, will never be enslaved! Fight, fight, fight!"

Wang Zhan's expression tensed. His Essence Energy surged throughout his body, and his vast mental energy began to weave between himself and his clone. With a great roar, his blood boiling, he yelled, "Kill!"

"Tai Chi Fist—Descending Dragon, Crouching Tiger, Split Mountains, Riding Elephant..."

Each fist technique, like a vigorous Coiling Dragon, shot out, whipping up gales of wind that landed like thunderclaps on several General-level beasts, causing them to stagger and cry out in pain.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The young man with glasses calling himself Chen Baihe, the composed woman calling herself Li Danqing, the Military Department mentor calling himself Shu Qile, and the white-collar worker in a suit calling himself Qin Muhe—all charged forward.

Kill, kill until water wears through stone.

Kill, kill for a brighter future.

Kill, kill so that humanity will never be enslaved!

"Die!"

A knife-hand strike landed on a beast's head, turning its already fractured skull into pulp.

"Die!"

A sweeping kick struck a beast's throat, shattering its bones. It crashed to the ground, dark blood oozing from its mouth.

"Die!"

Wang Zhan roared, acting as the vanguard, relentlessly pressing forward. He inflicted considerable damage on the beast groups, and weaker ones he killed outright with a single punch.

Although the System offered no attribute points, he felt an endless, exhilarating joy. He only knew that where his fist landed, a life—an ugly, filthy life—was often extinguished.

It was also a flame, a single spark that could ignite a prairie fire.

"Humanity will never be enslaved!"

...

In just a few breaths, the battle was raging.

As Wang Zhan and the Martial Artists gathered around him clashed with the Beast Clan group, Yang Qi, who was responsible for finding an opportune moment to move Su Tao, was just about to toss Su Tao to a safe place behind him.

Today, I, Yang Qi, must also die for the Human Race! he murmured to himself.

He owed Wang Zhan a life, and it seemed he also owed him a Sky-grade Elixir, possibly a Mixed Essence Pill. From what he knew of Wang Zhan, debts weren't easily settled. Consider how, after being offended by the Tang Family, Wang Zhan had no intention of compromising and even planned to drag them through the red light district. So now, Yang Qi's only way to redeem himself and perhaps give Wang Zhan some leeway was to stand by his side.

"What are you doing?" Su Tao cried out anxiously, abruptly dropping to the ground and clinging tightly to Yang Qi's leg.

Yang Qi's face turned cold as he stared fixedly at him. "Let go! I am also part of the Human Race!"

Su Tao quickly tried to persuade him, "There are too many humans over there already! If you leave, given the current situation, I'll be dead for sure if even one General-level beast shows up! Don't even think about abandoning me!"

His expression was solemn, and he was, in fact, telling the truth.

Yang Qi felt a headache coming on. He didn't even know Su Tao, so why should he care if he lived or died? But this guy seemed to have some cooperation with Wang Zhan, and he couldn't afford to offend him. He sighed helplessly, "Let go. I'll find a safe place for you to hide. Don't worry, if you get eaten, I'll avenge you."

"Bullshit!" Su Tao cursed.

He would watch his words around Wang Zhan, but there was no need for such caution with Yang Qi. "Do you have any idea that if I let you go over there now, Wang Zhan will lose ten billion! Can you bear such a massive responsibility? Alive, I'm worth that much!"

Yang Qi was speechless, frowning in distress. "Dammit, I owe him money too! If I protect you, what about the debt I owe him?"

"How much do you owe him?"

"A life, a promise, and... a Sky-grade Elixir!"

Su Tao almost shivered. Could such a generous person still be Wang Zhan? Could he have been possessed by a spirit or reincarnated? But on second thought, he immediately dismissed this idea. Although his own strength wasn't great, he still had some discernment. There was no excess medicinal energy radiating from Yang Qi's body, which meant the elixir he had taken was definitely not Sky-grade. It could only have been an elixir suitable for his current realm, like Mixed Essence Pills, capable of restoring Essence Energy and mental energy, and healing minor injuries. But its effects couldn't compare to the elixir Wang Zhan had consumed, which radiated potent elixir energy and possessed formidable medicinal power—it had to be at least a peak of the Earth Realm elixir. It wasn't that Su Tao looked down on Wang Zhan; it was simply that Sky-grade Elixirs were incredibly rare and valuable. A single one could help someone break through several martial arts bottlenecks. Nobody would be so extravagant as to just give one away.

Su Tao cursed silently to himself, Damn it, you're really good at making things up! Wang Zhan can only fool those who haven't experienced much of the world. Fortunately, he, Su Tao, was not to be outdone. He immediately looked up at Yang Qi.

"In that case, you absolutely cannot go over there! Think about it, if he wanted to take you with him, why wouldn't he have done so directly? It means he wants you to protect me! If anything happens to me, you won't just owe him one life, you'll owe him two: your own, and mine! So, you must stay here and protect me. Besides, it's just money. While I can't give you too much, as long as you protect me so I can safely film Wang Zhan's battle, I could even give you one billion…"

Wang Zhan might not care for small transactions, but for Su Tao, it was different. As long as he could turn this battle into material and take the first step to becoming a war journalist, Su Tao would have a constant flow of wealth from then on. So what if he had to give Wang Zhan ten billion? He would just earn twenty billion! Compared to him, Wang Zhan was still too weak.

Yang Qi's gaze flickered with a hint of greed.

One billion. Though he wouldn't be able to repay Wang Zhan with it, it seemed to be enough for the resources he needed to advance to the Grandmaster Realm. He was immediately tempted.

"...Alright, but I'm warning you, if Wang Zhan blames me, I'm saying you made me do it!"

One billion! He had also seen Wang Zhan take one billion from the Tang Family, and now it seemed he had a similar opportunity. Why did it feel like even just by following this kid, making money was such a trivial matter?

...

"Wang Zhan?"

"Wang Zhan?"

"Wang Zhan?"

Around the new battlefield stirred up by Wang Zhan, countless people who had rushed from Jing State to reinforce the wilderness area and had become trapped were now finding some relief. Wang Zhan's roar and the formation of the new battlefield had drawn away many high-ranking beasts, such as upper-class General-level beasts and leader-level beasts.

"Who is Wang Zhan? How come we've never heard of such a heroic figure?"

"That voice sounds familiar. Is it that mad man who was sweeping through the battlefield earlier?"

The others exchanged glances, trying to recall Wang Zhan's voice from before; due to the distance, it had been faint and indistinct.

"Should we go over there? Judging by the situation, it won't be easy!"

A single dispersed skirmish had already involved three General-level beasts and one leader-level beast; what about other areas?

Needless to say, Wang Zhan's furious roar had practically placed him at the turbulent center of the wilderness battlefield—not to show off among humans, but to stand out before the beasts.

"Let's go. We can see if we can help... A person like this, it would be best if he doesn't die on the Jing State Battlefield. I wonder if he's a senior returning from the Star War Battlefield. He is far superior to us!..."

...

"Cousin, did you hear that? It's Wang Zhan!" Yuan Mengru whipped her head around, looking in the direction of the voice.

However, she didn't see Wang Zhan, only the shadowy figures of beasts rushing towards his location. They were enormous, powerful; some of the avian beasts had terrifying forms that inspired awe and fear.

"They are all upper-class General-level beasts. Even if we go, we won't be much help," Chu Yuming said softly, his expression growing increasingly complex. He had previously expressed admiration for Wang Zhan, but now it seemed Wang Zhan was beyond his ability to comprehend.

Yuan Mengru finally met Lin Xiaoyin's gaze, shook her head, and said indifferently, "If we go, not only will we be unable to help, but we might even distract them. Let's go. We'll head in the opposite direction. Many of the mid to high-level beasts have been drawn away; now is our prime time to hunt."

This person, once considered the ceiling for the younger generation of Martial Artists, now saw her own ceiling, and it was so formidable it induced despair. He truly is the undisputed number one among the Federation's youth!!