Chu State!
The sky was as blue as if washed clean, as if shrouded in a layer of light screen. Two suns in the sky appeared incredibly dazzling. The smaller one was hazy, as if standing under a solar eclipse. The larger one seemed to be between the light screen, bringing light and heat to the massive supercity of Chu State.
In the edge area of the city, buildings of twenty to thirty stories stood closely together, with unauthorized structures haphazardly built together, causing the entire area to appear very chaotic. Because the distance between buildings was too small, the light was somewhat dim, giving a deep feeling even in broad daylight. Ground cluttered with all kinds of leftover garbage emitted waves of stench. Sewage flowed across the road into the drain.
A young boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old was sprinting down this chaotic street. Facing the wind, his hair fluttered, youth written on his face, forming two long diagonal shadows under the westward-slanting sunlight. Yes, two shadows, because there were two suns.
"Wang Zhan! If you have the guts, don't run!"
Four or five students of similar age were closely following behind, with the leader shouting angrily in utter frustration. Continuous running had made his breath somewhat uneven.
The boy did not stop, turning his head as he ran, looking disdainful: "If you've got the guts, chase me! Do you think Boss Wang is stupid? How far is this anyway? Just five kilometers? And you can't keep up. If I ever visit your household women, wouldn't you be hanging yourself?"
"Chase! Keep chasing. If I don't beat this damn bastard to death today, don't call me Deng Chaofan!"
A few hundred meters passed while speaking, Wang Zhan seemed extremely agile, very familiar with his surroundings. Various obstacles did not become a hindrance in his eyes; instead, they became aids to his run.
The commotion was considerable; many residents around peeked their heads out to have a look, then retreated back to calmness. At a small shop with pink lighting and misty glass at the entrance, a few grown men sat, each with various kinds of weapons beside them.
"Haha, it's these kids again. Want to bet if those few kids at the back can catch the cocky brat in the front?" One beefy man with a full beard, holding a big saber, said to the person next to him.
"Get lost! Old Chen, you might fool strangers with this little trick, but this brat gets chased nearly every three days. When has he ever been caught?" The other person immediately laughed and cursed.
To the adults, this was no more than child's play. How tough could a fight get? As tough as the wilderness? Now that's genuinely tough!
Weaving through streets and alleys, the pursuing boys quickly realized something was amiss. Supporting himself with his hands on his knees, panting, he said, "Boss… Boss, Wang Zhan's running in circles."
"Block him! Split up to block him." Deng Chaofan's face turned terrifyingly dark, shouting: "If we let him fool us again, I won't be able to stay at No. 33 Middle School."
Saying this, Deng Chaofan immediately yelled towards the front: "Wang Zhan, are you looking for death? In front is a dead end; let's see where you run now."
Between two buildings over twenty stories tall, there is less than a meter and a half alley left. Looking up, many floors were already factually connected. This made it even darker here, almost needing lights on 24/7.
Originally a clear passage, but for whatever reason, this place had been blocked by a large amount of building materials, clearly preparing to add another room. Wang Zhan was stunned briefly but without delay, started a run-up, stepped onto the building materials, taking several leveraging steps, and almost effortlessly was about to flip over.
Just at the moment Wang Zhan was passing over, Deng Chaofan, who was closely following, caught up. Although easy, time was lost. There were only a few meters between them to begin with. Wang Zhan suddenly felt his ankle grabbed. His entire body immediately became unsteady.
Luckily, Wang Zhan reacted quickly, immediately took action, and directly made a stomping motion. An arm can't match the power of a leg; no matter how strong an arm, it is limited. This stomp immediately made Deng Chaofan let go. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, not to fall down.
Wang Zhan, although his form was somewhat unstable, didn't panic. He rolled on the spot, following the inertia, and moved forward a few meters, then stood back up.
"System activated! Dataization complete! Strength +1."
"System? What is this thing? Dataization?" Wang Zhan immediately opened his mouth wide in surprise.
A screen immediately appeared in his mind.
Host: Wang Zhan
Strength: 10
Agility: 16
Physique: 15
Charm: 20
Wisdom: 9
This is my physical condition? Wang Zhan immediately realized. This is similar to the testing machines at school. But at school, only strength and reaction speed can be tested.
Is my charm really so high? No wonder so many girls secretly admire me. This makes sense! Why is my wisdom so low, even a single digit? Impossible!
Just as he was thinking, Wang Zhan suddenly felt a heavy punch to the head. Because of this sudden change, Wang Zhan hesitated and got caught.
"Brothers! Beat this damn bastard to death, too arrogant. Get your grievances and take your revenge today!" Deng Chaofan excitedly yelled.
"Boss, it's not easy ah, I want to cry, more than two years in high school, almost about to graduate. We've only ever been humiliated. Today, we've finally caught this despicable person Wang Zhan. I… I, boohoo…" He cried, tears of excitement, tears of success, accumulated grievance of almost three years!
"Boss, I want to cry too!"
"Cut the crap. If you're not scared, then just fight. Let's beat him up and get this anger out first. If anything happens, I'll take the blame. My brother is a level 1 Martial Artist." Deng Chaofan roared, swinging his fist towards Wang Zhan first.
He seemed to be used to this kind of scene already. Wang Zhan's face showed no panic at all, as he perfectly dodged his opponent's attacks with swift moves.
Fists swung, aiming at the others' bodies, Wang Zhan's technique was extremely cunning and vicious; hitting the eye socket, the bridge of the nose, the chest, the crotch!
Strength +1, Physique +1, Strength +1, Agility +1…
A series of prompts flashed through Wang Zhan's mind. What's going on? Wang Zhan was completely dumbfounded. Wasn't that just a hallucination? Just as he was in a daze, a sharp pain suddenly appeared on Wang Zhan's face. Two people had already withdrawn from the fight beside him, one had been kicked in the groin, and the other was having a nosebleed.
"Deng Chaofan, you dare hit me, do you believe that Yao Yao will give you trouble tomorrow? And the rest of you, aren't you afraid that those school girls will come after you... Damn, you still dare to hit my face!" Wang Zhan was furious. Getting hit in the face was disgusting. One concern was about his looks, but the main thing was it would be hard to explain later.
"Hit him! Beat this bastard to death, at worst we'll throw him into the wilderness secretly tonight!" Deng Chaofan was provoked and snarled viciously.
"Yeah! It's shameless, using girls against us. That's just not how martial artists act." A few people around were even more incensed, roaring.
…
Host: Wang Zhan
Strength: 20
Agility: 20
Physique: 20
Charm: 20
Wisdom: 9
In that split second, Wang Zhan confirmed the system interface, and the data had a noticeable change. Apart from Charm and Wisdom that didn't increase, the other three attributes had unexpectedly reached 20 in this short time.
It's happening! It's happening!
Although he couldn't understand what these numbers were for, Wang Zhan clearly felt that his Strength and Agility had increased. Running about ten kilometers here just now, he didn't feel tired at all. Could this be the effect of Strength, Agility, and Physique?
"Still want to backtalk to your Boss Wang?" Wang Zhan raised an eyebrow and landed a solid hook on Deng Chaofan's face. Spit flew everywhere.
But, the expected thing didn't happen; the interface remained the same, the data was still that data, no further attribute increases.
"Losers! No use at all." Wang Zhan immediately cursed, turning directly towards a short guy beside him: "Don't run, let your Boss Wang land a punch."
"No... no, Boss Wang, spare me." The short guy had a watermelon hairstyle, which made him look quite effeminate!
"Don't be scared! Smack!" Wang Zhan spoke kindly, but his actions showed no mercy.
But still, no change in attributes? Could this be an illusion? Absolutely not, his Strength was at least 200 pounds now, and he could distinctly feel that his overall strength had doubled compared to before.
This... was already close to the level of Martial Student. According to the school's standards, if you could advance to Martial Student during high school, then getting into a good university was almost a sure thing. Martial Arts Schools would also scramble to recruit you, meaning less strain on the family later.
Three strikes and five divisions, five or six teenagers were already knocked down directly. But in the end, no more attributes were gained.
At this moment, Wang Zhan stood high, overlooking the people lying on the ground, with a height of 1.8 meters, handsome features, and a strong physique. He looked quite coordinated, almost perfect; truly deserving to be someone with Charm 20.
"Speak! You trash, how do you want to die?" Wang Zhan grinned, showing a stern expression on his face.
"So what if I call you trash? Aren't you trash? I'm not kidding, except for me, everyone in No. 33 Middle School is trash in my eyes! With Boss Wang's Charm, it's normal for a few more girls to admire me, isn't it? You guys are jealous to such a degree. Doesn't your conscience hurt? How dare you intercept me! Do you know how much effort your Boss Wang has put in to hide his strength? For so many years, not a day went by without you few bastards chasing me like a dog…"
"Well, in short, that was intentional. But since you relentlessly pursued, seeking your own death, and just so happened to discover my true strength, then to keep this secret, you can't be allowed to live." Wang Zhan cursed, casually striking down a few who were sitting up again, and kicked a few pretending to be dead in passing.
Upon further confirmation, these losers couldn't provide him with any attributes. Wang Zhan suddenly lost interest in these guys. If they couldn't provide him with attributes, then what was the use of them!
Deng Chaofan's face was full of grievance, the expression of resentment was long exposed. It was an aggrieved expression, obviously, they were the ones at a loss and injured, yet what did you mean by showing such displeasure and disdain.
Almost gritted teeth, Deng Chaofan resentfully said, "Wang Zhan, you... you are too much. A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! The river's east thirty years, the river's west thirty years, don't bully a young impoverished man!"