Exploding God

"How did he end up here? Why is he suddenly standing up for Lin Zhidao?!"

"The Benlei Martial Arts School is a good 20 kilometers away from here..."

As a medium-sized free city with a population of over five million, Shangnan City has hundreds of martial arts schools of all sizes. [Benlei Martial Arts School], as a gathering place for veteran strongmen, has been among the top six martial arts schools for more than ten consecutive years.

Fu Haonan, a pure genetic warrior, became famous three years ago in a cage match in the underground black market. His opponent was knocked out of the cage and killed on the spot. At that time, there were rumors that his personal strength was probably at the level of a 5-star warrior.

Although he rarely appeared in public afterward, his personal strength ranking rose from 94th to 17th on the Shangnan Martial Arts Ranking in those three years.

No one expected that Fu Haonan would stand up for Lin Zhidao. Could there be some unknown information behind this?

Has the Lin family of Tingluo District already extended their reach into the Shangnan underground black market?

If that's really the case, then the Lin family is truly terrifying...

So now, the crowd began to cast sympathetic glances at Lu Ze.

Maybe now... I can still escape.

Hearing those bland, didactic words, Lu Ze lowered his eyelids, his gaze sweeping lightly over his outstretched right hand, seeing through his fingers the steel pipe nearly half-buried in the ground, his eyes showing no emotion.

"Brother." Lu Ming, leaning on his crutch, limped to a spot two meters behind Lu Ze, his gaze resolute. "It all started because of me. Let me handle this."

The men of the Lu family are all tough as nails. Today's events have taken an unpredictable turn. His brother is about to take the college entrance exam, and he himself is already disabled. Even if things are delayed, he won't fall any further.

My family's hopes rest on my older brother, so no matter what, I can't let him get hurt or take responsibility because of this.

Hearing his younger brother's words, Lu Ming's previously calm lips finally curled into a smile of relief. Then, under Lin Zhidao's incredulous gaze, he looked up and turned around.

"Ah Ming, you already have the most essential element to become a strong person."

"very good."

Lu Ming was stunned, and Lin Zhidao was stunned.

Is now... the time to talk about this?

Didn't you see Fu Haonan is already walking over?

Shouldn't the most important thing be to consider how to escape or how to admit defeat?

Is it that the world is changing so fast that people are no longer afraid of death, or am I hallucinating...? Lin Zhidao was already dazed from being beaten, and now he was even more dizzy, and even forgot to run away.

Lin Zhidao sat on the ground, mouth agape, staring blankly ahead.

He felt that either he was crazy, or the guy in front of him was crazy.

Fu Haonan...

Others may not know, but he does. His cousin, Lin Chujun, recruited him from an underground boxing match three years ago.

So, Lin Chujun witnessed the scene where he was brutally beaten up...

Thinking of this, Lin Zhidao felt a chill run down his spine.

He would rather lose face in front of this group of people, and rather give up the title of the leader of Tingluo No. 3 Middle School, than lose face in front of Lin Chujun.

With Fu Haonan's intervention, this seemingly arrogant guy in front of him would be crippled, if not killed.

After resolving the immediate situation, then...

Then send him home like a dead dog? His father beat him half to death and dragged him to his cousin's house to thank her respectfully?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhidao suddenly shuddered. It would be better to kill him!

Amidst intense contemplation, those around him only saw the once imposing school bully of No. 3 Middle School display alternating expressions of joy and sorrow on his face, as if he were terrified by the scene before him.

Fu Haonan didn't pay attention to how serious Lin Zhidao's injuries were; in his opinion, not dying meant it was a minor injury.

Since this matter was arranged by the host, I must handle it perfectly.

Lu Ze's expression surprised him somewhat, but that was all.

As Fu Haonan walked to Lin Zhidao's side, the bodyguards quickly surrounded him, blocking Lin Zhidao behind them as if facing a formidable enemy.

Fu Haonan stood still, his 196cm tall and imposing figure like a thick wall blocking the field. Just standing there, he exuded the aura of a master. He didn't take off his sunglasses, so no one could see his gaze, but everyone could feel that Fu Haonan was looking down at Lu Ze.

Everyone looked at Lu Ze with pity, thinking that in a minute, it would be this boy who would be lying on the ground vomiting blood.

"You have three chances to make a move, then I'll break your legs and send you to Ting Luolin's house," Fu Haonan said casually, raising his wrist to check the time.

The surrounding air fell silent instantly. Those thugs who usually acted like big shots and second-in-command all turned off their motorcycles and didn't dare to utter a sound, their eyes filled with excitement as they stared at the burly figure.

This is what a true master is!

Look at that aura, that... like a large door standing there, even more domineering than the road signs at the intersection, nothing short of awesome.

After racking their brains, the thugs finally came up with such a fitting adjective. Some of them were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes. They had once been cultured people themselves.

……

Lu Ming's worried gaze fell on his brother's face, and he shook his head almost imperceptibly, his eyes resolute.

Lu Ze still had that gentle smile. He simply nodded to his younger brother and then turned away.

The moment Lu Ze turned back to face Fu Haonan, all the smiles on his face vanished. His gaze calmly swept over the dozen bodyguards and Lin Zhidao peeking through the gaps, finally settling on Fu Haonan's cold, rock-solid face. He spoke softly:

"You just said you were like me before, and I want to emphasize one point..."

Ok?

All the onlookers' eyes widened at the same time.

What kind of tactic is this?

At this point, you either have to kneel down and beg for mercy, or you have to stubbornly hold on until you die. What kind of lousy answer is this?

Is now the time to emphasize viewpoints?

Yeah!!

Those thugs almost couldn't resist drawing their machetes and rushing out.

Fu Haonan remained motionless, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

The sunlight shone evenly on Lu Ze's face, making the fine downy hairs clearly visible and revealing his bright expression to everyone, accompanied by equally clear words.

"We are really different."

"And you, you haven't truly understood this idiom either."

Lu Ze raised his wrist and glanced down at it as well.

"Okay, I'm in a hurry."

"If you don't have any other opinions, then I'll offer my suggestion: you should make some changes, it might be better."

Lu Ze lowered his left hand, only extending his right hand towards Fu Haonan, and gently waved it to the side.

The scene erupted in uproar.

Is this some kind of suicidal act?

Talking to the Thunder Bear like that, aren't you afraid of getting slapped to death?

Holy crap, that's awesome!

The thug mentally gave Lu Ze a thumbs-up filled with sympathy.

Behind the sunglasses, Fu Haonan's eyes were filled with coldness, and for the first time, a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Having been absent from underground boxing matches for three years, it seems some have already forgotten his formidable reputation...

There was no longer any sympathy in Lu Ze's eyes. All the star source power that had flowed into his sea of ​​consciousness began to surge wildly towards his limbs and bones.

After the Star Source Power was infused into his cells, an invisible substance called "Qi" attached itself to his body surface.

[Six-Star - Gale Realm: The maximum Star Source unit it can control is 1176. The previous Two-Finger Strike consumed approximately 80 units, so this time the power will be limited to one-third.]

After all, it takes time for his Star Source Power to recover.

After finishing his thought, Lu Ze slowly took a step back with his right foot and pulled back with his four fingers together. His aura began to change dramatically.

The most direct change is...

Starting from his trouser legs and all the way down to his T-shirt, everything began to tremble slightly at that moment.

That is……

The subtle manifestation of countless air currents converging on the body.

When these seemingly insignificant details come together, they reveal something extraordinary that sets them apart from the crowd!

A kind of temperament, both inside and out, is instantly elevated and sublimated.

The onlookers were somewhat surprised and bewildered, and some even felt lost and at a loss because of this unknown sight.

Behind his sunglasses, Fu Haonan's eyes narrowed for the first time. He felt a restlessness in his heart; something seemed amiss.

However... with a simple lift and drop of Lu Ze's left heel.

The distance from the raised heel to the ground was only 5 centimeters, but when the foot landed, it felt like a hundred-ton press was pounding the earth.

boom!

A shockwave suddenly burst forth without any warning.

When visible cracks appeared, the ground momentarily dented.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines. Amidst hundreds of horrified gazes, a figure burst through the pale airwaves, like a great river suspended in mid-air, carrying the force of a million pounds, cascading down.

In this era before the Tower of Mist has been opened, Lu Ze will reveal the Star Origin Martial Arts, which surpasses the techniques of this era, to the world for the first time.

Xingyuan's secret skill——Liu Shui Feng Fist·Raging Waves!