Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

Accompanied by that piercing "Connection interrupted" sound deep in my mind.

The terrifying nuclear shockwave from the deep Pacific Ocean has completely severed all connections between 100,000 nanochips worldwide and the higher-dimensional matrix.

The cheat that transformed countless ordinary people into chosen ones has been shattered into irreparable digital debris.

The Great Reckoning has officially begun at this moment.

The Fallen Street Night Market in the southern part of Jinghai City.

The air was filled with the cheap smell of barbecue cumin and the stench of sewage.

In a dark alley where even the streetlights are broken, a classic scene from a wish-fulfillment novel is unfolding.

Five street thugs, carrying rusty steel pipes and sporting brightly colored hair, were cornering a young and pretty girl against a wall.

"Little sister, why are you running off? Why don't you come have a drink with your brothers?"

The blond thug arrogantly swung the steel pipe in his hand, making a piercing sound as it cut through the air.

Just as the girl was about to desperately cry for help.

A young man dressed in cheap street vendor clothes and wearing flip-flops walked in stylishly from the alley entrance.

His name is Xiao Aotian.

He had been married into the Su family for three years and had suffered endless scorn from his mother-in-law; even the dogs disliked him.

But his true identity is that of a ruthless and unparalleled person who has just been bound to the "Asura Dragon King System".

The girl who was surrounded in the corner was none other than his sister-in-law, Su Xue, who usually looked down on him the most!

This is practically a stage tailor-made for him by the system to show off!

Xiao Aotian felt his blood boiling.

He had even mentally rehearsed the upcoming exciting plot of the novel.

With a sudden burst of energy, he unleashed his true power, causing the five thugs to immediately kneel and vomit blood.

Then, his sister-in-law, Su Xue, threw herself into his arms with a face full of admiration, crying and shouting, "Brother-in-law, you are so amazing!"

"Let go of that girl."

Xiao Aotian put his hands in his pockets, and a crooked smile with three parts mockery, three parts indifference and four parts nonchalance appeared on his lips.

"You have ten seconds to kneel down, kowtow, and apologize."

"I might consider leaving you with your bodies intact."

"System, activate True Qi Release for me!"

Xiao Aotian confidently issued the command in his mind.

"The Dragon King has descended! Protect yourself with true energy! Break through!"

This was accompanied by a deafening, melodramatic roar.

Xiao Aotian's arms jerked violently, his eyes were tightly closed, and veins bulged on his face as he waited for the earth-shattering ancient true energy to surge out from his dantian.

A second passed.

Three seconds passed.

Nothing happened except for a night breeze blowing from the alley entrance.

"This kid..."

"Is he having an epileptic seizure? Or is he giving us some kind of modern-day calisthenics performance?"

"What the hell?! The Dragon King has descended! To me, he looks like an idiot who just escaped from a mental hospital!"

Xiao Aotian suddenly ripped the plastic bag off his face, and his heart began to pound wildly for no apparent reason.

An unprecedented and deadly sense of emptiness instantly swept over his entire body.

That kind of violent true energy that once filled my limbs and bones, as if it could shatter an armored vehicle with a single punch.

At this moment, it's like a cheap toilet that's been completely drained, not a single drop of water can be squeezed out.

His body was bloated and flabby from years of living off the Su family and not having gone downstairs to run for three years.

At this moment, I feel so weak that even sitting in a horse stance makes my thigh muscles feel like they are cramping wildly.

"What happened? Where is my internal energy? Where is my ancient martial arts cultivation?!"

Xiao Aotian panicked completely, frantically calling out to the invincible system in his mind.

"System! Activate Grandmaster-level combat techniques for me! Hurry up!"

"System! Have you crashed?! Give me some points! Give me power!"

No response.

There was only deathly silence.

The blond thug looked at Xiao Aotian's face, which had instantly changed from arrogance to terror, and spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth with disdain.

"You charlatan! Daring to act tough in front of me, I'm going to beat the shit out of you today!"

He raised the thick, hollow steel pipe in his hand and slammed it down hard on Xiao Aotian's shoulder.

"Don't come any closer! I'm from the Asura Palace..."

Xiao Aotian still wanted to intimidate people with his identity, so he subconsciously reached out to block.

"Bang!"

A dull thud of flesh colliding rang out.

"Snap!"

This was followed by the crisp sound of Xiao Aotian's right ulna breaking.

"ah--!!!"

Xiao Aotian let out a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered.

The immense physical impact slammed his bloated body so hard that his knees buckled, and he knelt heavily in the filthy mud puddle.

The excruciating pain instantly tore his nerves apart.

This is not a system-simulated reduction of pain sensation; this is the real, mortal pain of being struck by heavy metal!

"You call yourself the Asura Palace?! I'll make you a regular at the King of Hell's palace today!"

The fat thug kicked Xiao Aotian viciously in the chest.

Xiao Aotian rolled around on the ground three or four times like a broken sandbag, and then crashed into a trash can in the alley.

The stench of swill was poured over his head.

"Help! Big brother, I was wrong! I was just joking with you!"

Xiao Aotian, the once arrogant Dragon King who would wipe out an entire family at the drop of a hat.

At this moment, he completely tore off that mask of arrogance, revealing his cowardly and incompetent nature.

He scrambled to his feet and huddled in the corner, clutching his head tightly with both hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I'm just a mentally ill person passing by! I don't know that woman at all!"

"Please, please stop hitting me! I still have two hundred yuan in my pocket for groceries, I'll give it all to you!"

He betrayed his sister-in-law without hesitation, even though he had just vowed to protect her.

But how could these street thugs, who spent years hanging out on the streets, possibly listen to his nonsense?

"Bah! Two hundred dollars for a beggar?! Brothers, beat him to a pulp!"

Five steel pipes and a dozen large feet wearing cheap leather shoes rained down on Xiao Aotian like a storm.

Every punch landed squarely, every kick drew blood.

Only the dull thud of steel pipes hitting bones and Xiao Aotian's gradually fading, mournful howls remained in the alley.

"Don't hit my face! Please, don't hit my crooked mouth! Ah! My front tooth!"

At this time.

Su Xue, the younger sister-in-law, was hiding in the deepest part of the alley, trembling with fear.

Through the gap in the trash can, I stared in disbelief at this explosive and magical reversal.

For a fleeting moment, she genuinely thought that her good-for-nothing brother-in-law was some kind of hidden master.

Because the way he rushed in and shouted slogans just now really made it seem like he was really in the right place.

But who could have imagined that it would actually be the last shining moment of his life!

This guy rushed in, struck an embarrassing pose, and was then knocked down by a steel pipe, kneeling on the ground crying and calling for his mother.

They'd even sell her, their sister-in-law, for just two hundred yuan?!

"Good heavens... what terrible things did my sister do to deserve marrying such a weirdo?!"

Su Xue was so disgusted that she felt like vomiting up her stomach acid.

She decisively pulled out her latest iPhone and turned on the HD video recording function.

They recorded Xiao Aotian's utterly humiliating and pathetic state in its entirety.

"With this video, let's see how you, this piece of trash, still have the nerve to cling to the Su family and refuse to divorce!"

After recording the video, Su Xue calmly dialed 110 to report the incident.

"Hello, police officer? There's a group fight going on in the back alley of Fallen Street."

"Yes, five against one. I don't know the guy who got beaten up; he seems to be a mentally ill person with delusions."

"Hurry up, or he'll probably get beaten to a pulp."

Ten minutes later.

The piercing sound of police sirens finally rang out at the alley entrance.

The red and blue flashing lights illuminated the dark corners.

Upon hearing the police sirens, the five thugs immediately dropped their steel pipes, skillfully scaled the wall, and disappeared without a trace.

Two patrol officers from the local police station walked into the alley with flashlights in hand.

Next to the overturned trash can, they found a puddle of mud-like Xiao Aotian.

His clothes were torn to shreds, and his face was bruised and swollen.

The iconic crooked mouth of the Dragon King has now been beaten into a severe case of facial paralysis, with his jaw dislocated and unable to even close his mouth.

Xiao Aotian struggled to open his eyes, which were swollen into a slit.

Looking at the police uniform in front of him, he suddenly clung tightly to the officer's leg as if he had grasped a lifeline.

"Officer! Help me! I am the Asura Dragon King! I'm going to mobilize 100,000 troops from the Northern Frontier to kill them all!"

His voice was muffled and utterly miserable.

The veteran police officer sighed helplessly and picked up the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.

"Command center, a victim of a fight has been found in Fallen Street."

"The injuries are serious. The initial diagnosis is three broken ribs, a severe concussion, and severe schizophrenia with delusions."

"Please send an ambulance immediately."

Accompanied by the piercing siren of an ambulance.

The Asura Dragon King, who once dominated the world and made countless wealthy tycoons kneel and sing "Conquer".

Like a tattered rag no one wanted, she was disdainfully lifted onto a stretcher by the medical staff.

Lying on the stretcher, he still desperately called out to the system in his mind, tears of humiliation streaming down his face.

The ambulance sped through the quiet streets of Jinghai City, heading straight for the city center.

At this moment.

The emergency department of Jinghai City First People's Hospital has fallen into unprecedented chaos.

The corridor was crowded with all sorts of bizarre patients who suffered backlash for losing their systems or had their legs broken for failing to show off.

And outside the VVIP emergency room at the very back.

Several bodyguards dressed in black suits were guarding the gate, the atmosphere so tense it seemed like water could drip from it.

"Bang!"

The frosted glass door to the emergency room was violently pushed open.

A nurse covered in blood rushed out in terror.

She held several severely bent and deformed silver needles in her hand, her voice completely distorted with fear.

"This is terrible! The patient's aorta has ruptured! Their blood pressure is dropping rapidly!"

"Where's that self-proclaimed miracle doctor, Dr. Lin?! Why is he hiding in the corner trembling after giving me acupuncture?"