The Mad Warriors

Wang Xuan rarely got drunk; his alcohol tolerance was quite good.

But now that he's been kidnapped by this strange woman, Wang Xuan feels like he's drunk. He's weak all over, dizzy, and his limbs are completely out of his control.

This was the first time Wang Xuan had ever been kidnapped, and the first time he had ever been completely at someone's mercy.

Could it be because he's not used to the climate after returning to China? But that doesn't make sense. Wang Xuan was so brave when he was saving people in the hospital, how come he's acting like this now?

Being kidnapped must be the greatest humiliation of Wang Xuan's life. Who is he? Now he has been kidnapped by a foreign girl in her early twenties dressed in strange clothes. If this gets back to the underworld, the people there will laugh themselves to death.

Wang Xuan, who had been abducted, was being held limply by the woman. At this point, Wang Xuan's speech was incoherent, and he mumbled to himself, "What's wrong with me?"

This is the first time in my life, truly the first time I've felt so humiliated in a woman's arms.

So now there's another question: what is the current situation? Has Wang Xuan really been kidnapped?

The foreign woman, who was called the Black Poison Witch by someone, is now surrounded by mysterious people. What exactly is going on?

The black-clad witch, a large foreign woman, remained completely calm while holding Wang Xuan hostage: "I have Chinese citizens in my hands. What can you do to me?"

"Then you're mistaken. We all know his identity; the authorities don't currently recognize him as a Chinese citizen."

"Exactly, a piece of trash from the dark world."

"Hey foreign woman, if you don't want to die a horrible death, just surrender."

The Black Poison Witch seemed to have heard these words long ago, and still calmly replied while holding Wang Xuan: "We are all special people. If we really start fighting here, I believe you will be the ones who suffer, right?" As she spoke, the Black Poison Witch took out a poison needle with her left hand and stabbed it directly into Wang Xuan's neck.

As her name suggests, she is the Black Poison Witch.

In his dazed state, Wang Xuan felt a sharp pain in his neck after hearing the phrase "special person." He instinctively clutched his neck and cursed, "You son of a bitch."

To everyone's surprise, Wang Xuan saw a man in casual clothes suddenly flash a cold light in his hand, seemingly holding a knife, and slash towards the foreign woman. It seemed Wang Xuan was no longer effective against the Black Poison Witch; he only felt a dizzying sensation before he lay face down on the ground.

Wang Xuan happened to be lying down when he could see the fight.

Wang Xuan wasn't sure if he was hallucinating or what, but he saw a white light being flung from the man in casual clothes. The black-clad witch dodged the light, and with a snap, Wang Xuan's hearing wasn't affected. He clearly heard something hit the stone tablet behind him, which he couldn't see. He even felt pieces of stone flying onto his back—it felt incredibly real.

Boom! Just as the white light passed, another woman suddenly used a flamethrower to spray thick flames at the Black Poison Witch.

At first, Wang Xuan thought so too, but when he looked at the woman more closely with his blurry vision, she had nothing in her hands. Unconvinced, Wang Xuan strained his eyes, almost popping them out, but the woman still had nothing in her hands; the fire she spewed seemed to appear out of thin air.

Lying motionless on the ground, Wang Xuan mumbled incoherently, "Damn it, this woman poisoned me, I'm hallucinating." He couldn't even speak clearly anymore.

Boom! The ground exploded. Indeed, Wang Xuan saw a section of concrete shatter and then fly directly towards the Black Poison Witch.

"Hallucination, hallucination, it's all a hallucination. I'm too deeply poisoned," Wang Xuan muttered to himself, completely believing that the live broadcast in front of him was a hallucination. Because if it wasn't explained by hallucination, then everything just didn't make sense.

A beam of white light shot straight towards Wang Xuan, and with a crack, it cleaved a five-centimeter-wide crater in the concrete less than fifteen centimeters from Wang Xuan's nose. This was enough to sober up Wang Xuan instantly if he were drunk; this was no illusion.

Strangely, it seemed like the power was out everywhere except for the streetlights at the hospital entrance.

Even now, Wang Xuan still doesn't know what's wrong with him. What kind of poison did the Black Poison Witch give him? The hallucinations are so real.

At this moment, Wang Xuan believed his mind was still quite clear, and he considered it all a hallucination. Because, if it wasn't a hallucination, who could explain these strange scenes to him?

With a whoosh, a wave from who-knows-where crashed into Wang Xuan, pushing him back several meters.

"It's still an illusion." Even though Wang Xuan was inexplicably swept several meters away by the floodwaters, he still believed it was an illusion, it had to be an illusion, otherwise it was completely inexplicable. Suddenly, everything went black before Wang Xuan's eyes, as if it were smog.

At that moment, Wang Xuan clearly heard someone shout: "That bitch has released poison!"

"This is the poison emanating from her ill-fated body, be careful."

"Farmer, use earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of escape technique)."

"Brother Shui drowned her."

"Peach blossoms, sterilized by high temperature."

As he shouted, Wang Xuan saw fire erupting, water flying, and the concrete ground exploding once again. Wang Xuan wanted to believe it was an illusion, but everything felt so real.

But then a wisp of black mist was swept towards Wang Xuan by the fire. He didn't care if it was an illusion or not. The problem was that the black mist was clearly poisonous, and Wang Xuan was now completely immobilized. The black mist was less than a meter away from Wang Xuan, and he struggled to hold his breath. On water, Wang Xuan could hold his breath for about seven or eight minutes.

Therefore, Wang Xuan stared intently at the poisonous gas in front of him and held his breath, waiting for the gas to dissipate.

In the blink of an eye, the poisonous gas had enveloped Wang Xuan's entire head. Strangely enough, the gas seemed determined to reach Wang Xuan's head. Wang Xuan tried desperately to hold his breath, hoping the gas would dissipate.

But then, out of nowhere, a fist-sized chunk of cement appeared. Wang Xuan was already in despair when he saw it. *Thud*, it smashed into Wang Xuan's nose, causing excruciating pain. Even so, Wang Xuan gritted his teeth and held his breath. But who knew, the next second, a basketball-sized chunk of cement, seemingly out of nowhere, struck Wang Xuan in the abdomen with bullet-like speed.

"Damn it." After Wang Xuan cursed this, he hissed and took two deep breaths of black gas.

After taking a breath, Wang Xuan only said two words: "Hallucination." In the end, Wang Xuan still believed that these were all just illusions, after all, no one in this world could breathe fire or create water.

Wang Xuan slowly lost consciousness, and in the end, he didn't know whether what he had experienced was real or a hallucination caused by poisoning. Of course, Wang Xuan was more inclined to believe it was a hallucination.

But after falling into a coma, Wang Xuan's mind seemed to have entered another dimension, an endless, dark space. Wang Xuan stood on a horizontal surface like a Naruto character, looking at the image reflecting his own shadow: "Holy crap, have I transmigrated?"

Strangely, something inside Wang Xuan's clothes was flashing. The curious Wang Xuan took out the flashing object. It turned out to be the stone the strange old man had given him at noon. Shouldn't it be jade that glows?

The broken stone was actually gleaming with a pale white light. Under such circumstances, Wang Xuan could even feel a chilling aura emanating from the stone. What kind of stone was this?

Suddenly, the old man's voice, which had been heard at noon, echoed through this tranquil space, saying leisurely: "A fleeting glimpse of life brings about a transformation."

[The Earth and Heaven form a plate, like a broken game board]

[A mysterious stone in the empty night startles a magpie into flight]

[Only the king's divination techniques frighten humankind.]

What does it mean exactly?

Wang Xuan, looking completely clueless, asked the air, "What are you doing?"

But at that very moment, Zhi Xia's anxious face suddenly appeared in the tranquil space, and she called out to Wang Xuan, "Wang Xuan, Wang Xuan, don't sleep, don't sleep."

At this moment, Wang Xuan was being rushed into the emergency room for emergency treatment.

Within this infinite space, a strange voice questioned Wang Xuan: "Who are you?"

Holding the glowing stone, Wang Xuan cursed, "I'm your grandpa!" He had absolutely no idea what state he was in—whether he was in a dream, had transmigrated, or was dead in hell. Of course, Wang Xuan knew very well that with the blood on his hands, he couldn't possibly go to heaven.

You will encounter a whole new world.

A voice echoed from the dark, boundless space, leaving Wang Xuan utterly bewildered: "Is this some kind of time travel? Then I'll travel back to the Tang Dynasty and become a bandit leader in ancient times. No, I also need to bring back 100,000 AK-47s to make my territory bigger, stronger, and more glorious."

The unknown voice seemed to completely ignore Wang Xuan's ramblings and continued, "Your new beginning is right here." Strangely, after saying this, Wang Xuan found that the hand that was flashing with a chilling white light suddenly disappeared into his palm, and in an instant, Wang Xuan was frozen into a statue.

When Wang Xuan regained consciousness, he suddenly opened his eyes. His vision and hearing had returned to normal. Before him was a whitewashed ceiling and walls, and beside him, he heard someone crying. Wang Xuan turned his head and saw his Zhi Xia, who was lying on the bed, weeping.

Wang Xuan reached out and stroked Zhi Xia's head: "Why are you crying? I haven't married you yet."

Zhi Xia suddenly looked up at Wang Xuan, who had regained consciousness, and exclaimed excitedly, "Wang Xuan, waaaah, I thought you'd been struck by lightning and died. I was so scared, I thought you didn't want me anymore!"

Wait a minute, Wang Xuan looked at Zhi Xia with a head full of question marks: "Who told you I was struck by lightning?" Isn't that ridiculous? Wang Xuan began to try to recall, and it seemed that he was kidnapped by a strange woman who released poison, and then some indescribable things happened.

Zhi Xia stopped crying immediately. She looked at Wang Xuan as if he were a fool and patted his head: "You, you didn't get your head damaged by lightning, did you? Do you even know who I am to you?" Zhi Xia even patted Wang Xuan's head.

Wang Xuan stared at Liang Zhixia as if she were a fool: "What...what are you talking about? Last night..." Before Wang Xuan could finish speaking, Liang Zhixia interrupted, "What? Last night? You've been unconscious for a week! The doctors said it's a miracle you're still alive! You've been unconscious for a week!"

This is truly amazing; Wang Xuan was actually in a coma for a week.