Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

three days later.

Ershui City.

On a quiet and deserted street, the Emperor's Army and the Martial Alliance poured in from two entrances, each wielding a sharp blade, their killing intent palpable, their eyes blazing with fury.

As they drew closer, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense and chilling. Finally, someone roared and charged forward.

"Kill! Slay these traitors!"

"Destroy the court's lackeys, and this city will be ours!"

Shouts of killing and angry curses rose up as hundreds of people immediately engaged in a brutal battle on the street.

Before long, several Ming Jin martial artists were killed in battle.

Blood and severed limbs stained the streets.

On the rooftops of houses on both sides of the street, martial arts masters of internal strength from both sides were facing off, watching the battle unfold on the street.

"I didn't expect the Zhao Family Martial Academy to have a hidden master of internal strength, only now coming out to lead the team. Could he be a personal disciple of Headmaster Zhao?"

A one-eared martial artist from the Shangguan family, sizing up Wang Sheng not far away, tentatively asked.

"Junior Brother Wang must be extraordinary. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been treasured by Dean Zhao until now. We'll have to ask Junior Brother Wang to display his divine power later!"

Another burly martial arts master from the Shangguan family said that he looked big and had an honest face, but he was narrow-minded and his words were full of sarcasm.

On the streets, those fighting the Emperor's army belonged to the Zhao Family Martial Academy and the Shangguan Family.

Therefore, it was naturally the two families' internal strength masters who were in charge of leading the team.

It's just that because there are very few internal strength martial artists at the Zhao Family Martial Academy, only Wang Sheng is in charge here.

The Shangguan family sent two martial arts masters with hidden strength.

"Of course, of course!"

Wang Sheng, dressed in a long black robe, stood with his hands behind his back, not even glancing at the two martial arts masters with internal energy. His eyes were glazed over, clearly lost in thought.

There will be a fierce battle between experts at the Transformation Realm today. If Zhao Jie is defeated, he will run towards Wang Sheng. That's why Wang Sheng has temporarily stepped forward to lead the team.

According to the terms he negotiated with Zhao Jie, he only needed to come out three times.

"snort!"

The burly martial arts master snorted coldly. The Zhao family martial arts academy had gotten a great deal, only sending a low-level martial arts master. In his view, the pressure of the battle for this street rested entirely on the Shangguan family.

"Junior Brother Wang, don't lose focus!"

The one-eared martial artist frowned.

"No problem!"

Wang Sheng nodded, his eyes remaining fixed.

He was practicing and contemplating his understanding of the five types of internal energy.

Heaven rewards diligence: one will achieve success in one's studies.

Whether it's practicing boxing or contemplating and comprehending, it's all a learning process. So as long as you learn, you can make progress.

No matter how much he can understand, as long as he tries to understand, he can increase his progress.

The difference lies in how quickly you progress through hands-on practice, while thinking takes a slightly longer time.

If all of Wang Sheng's strength could reach the late stage of the Transformation Realm, then the total amount of his strength would become extremely terrifying and exaggerated.

Unfortunately, his body-refining techniques relied too much on external pills for improvement, and all his body-refining techniques were taken astray; simply seeking enlightenment was too slow.

"Fine, I'll definitely report you to Chief Zhao when I get back!"

The burly martial arts master was furious when he saw that Wang Sheng was ignoring everyone and just doing his own thing.

No wonder he was angry.

Such a fierce and stalemate could easily result in Wang Sheng being killed if he makes a mistake.

That was two martial arts masters from the Shangguan family fighting against four martial arts masters from the Emperor's army – it was extremely dangerous.

"Hehe, if my friend is willing to join my Emperor's Army, the officials will surely reward him handsomely!"

A middle-aged martial arts master with internal strength from the Emperor's Army said with a smile.

this time,

Wang Sheng didn't say anything, but his eyes were indifferent and he didn't move, clearly still in a daze, completely ignoring the fact that this was a battlefield of life and death.

Seeing Wang Sheng's continued demeanor, the middle-aged martial arts master with internal strength gradually suppressed his smile.

"That guy is so annoying! I really want to beat him to death!"

Before the middle-aged martial arts master could speak, another martial arts master from the Imperial Army, with a full beard, spoke in a muffled voice.

It's okay not to answer.

But Wang Sheng's absent-minded demeanor made not only the Shangguan family's martial arts instructors angry, but also the four imperial army martial arts instructors, who felt that Wang Sheng didn't take them seriously and was too arrogant.

"superior!"

The four martial arts masters could no longer contain themselves and immediately rushed towards Wang Sheng and the others.

The two martial arts instructors from the Shangguan family each took on a task.

The other two surrounded Wang Sheng.

"It's such a pity that he died so young."

"Hmph, kid, let's see if you dare to lose focus now!"

The middle-aged martial arts master and the bearded martial arts master looked at Wang Sheng with cold smiles.

Wang Sheng had already come to his senses and looked at the two of them indifferently.

Actually, he could manage to study while dealing with the two of them, but that would expose him too much.

Wang Sheng's current public identity is that of a disciple carefully cultivated by Zhao Jie who has just broken through to the Dark Force realm.

"Why aren't you coming over yet?"

Wang Sheng was a little bored, so he looked up in one direction.

He just stayed here as long as Zhao Jie didn't come over.

If Zhao Jie hadn't been somewhat useful and served as a shield for him, he really wouldn't have wanted to waste his time with them.

"The Grand Martial Masters over there are already fighting. You hope Zhao Jie will come to your rescue? You might not live to see him!"

The middle-aged martial artist suddenly drew his sword and charged forward, saying...

The bearded martial artist roared, and his fists suddenly turned black and swelled up, slamming heavily towards Wang Sheng.

"You guys talk too much!"

Wang Sheng caught an attack with one hand, spoke calmly, and uttered his first words.

He was unhappy.

You have to make others even more unhappy.

As the middle-aged martial artist's sword flashed, he saw Wang Sheng's calm, dark eyes and felt a sudden jolt in his heart. But the jolt disappeared so quickly that he thought it was just his imagination.

"You are going to die today!"

The middle-aged martial arts master's face turned fierce. He found it very uncomfortable to see the young man remain calm and composed throughout. He especially wanted to torture Wang Sheng to death and see Wang Sheng beg for mercy in a miserable state, kneeling and kowtowing.

Wang Sheng remained silent, calmly continuing his fight with the two men.

No matter how fierce the attacks from the two martial artists opposite him were, he withstood them all.

but,

Half a day has passed.

Wang Sheng's body gradually swayed, his breathing became rapid, as if he was about to be defeated.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged martial artist and the bearded martial artist were immediately taken aback and continued their fierce attack, even unleashing hidden weapons.

The hidden weapon tore through Wang Sheng's black robe, almost slicing his skin!

"Damn, this kid's incredibly lucky!"

"I said angrily."

"It's alright, just stall him a little longer, he's almost at his limit!"

The middle-aged martial arts master said calmly.

A moment passed quickly.

Wang Sheng was still swaying from side to side, looking like he was about to collapse.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hold out."

The bearded martial artist snorted coldly.

A few more moments passed.

Wang Sheng remains undefeated.

"It's almost over, it's almost over, he's definitely about to die."

The middle-aged martial arts master said firmly.

then,

Another half day passed.

The fighting in the streets has almost stopped.

Wang Sheng is still the same.

The middle-aged martial artist and the bearded martial artist were already somewhat shocked and speechless.

This kid is still standing!

Why hasn't he fallen yet!

"Could it be innate endurance?"

The middle-aged martial artist pondered to himself.

But he had only heard of innate super strength and speed. Could endurance also be innate?

at this time,

Wang Sheng, who was almost distracted while acting, suddenly had a bright idea in his eyes.

Zhao Jie's figure was rapidly approaching from a distance.

Wang Sheng finally no longer had to play house with the two martial arts masters with internal strength.

However, as Zhao Jie approached,

His enemies behind him also came into view; they were two Grandmasters of Internal Energy.