Under One Person: The End of Technique, Company Building

"Buzz—!"

An indescribable, terrifying mental pressure, like a massive tsunami, descended from the sky without warning, directly enveloping the entire No. 3 arena!

Under this oppressive force, the air seemed to instantly solidify into tangible mercury.

The ferocious spirit, which had been baring its fangs and claws and about to pounce on the Taoist priest, suddenly froze in mid-air. A look of extreme fear flashed across its ghostly face, which was formed from pure resentment.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a tooth-grinding "sizzle" sound, this evil spirit, which was enough to leave ordinary superhumans helpless, disintegrated and melted in mid-air as if it had encountered a snowflake with strong acid, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke. Before it could even let out a scream, it was completely annihilated.

"What?!" Wang Bing's previously fanatical and morbid smile instantly froze on his face.

He felt the spiritual connection between himself and the evil spirit being forcibly severed by an extremely tyrannical force, and a sharp pain, as if being pricked by needles, shot through his brain.

Before he could react, the terrifying mental pressure slammed down on his shoulders like a mountain crashing down on him!

"Bang!"

Wang Bing's legs instantly went numb, and his knees slammed heavily onto the bluestone arena, creating two spiderweb-like cracks in the hard stone.

He braced himself against the ground with both hands, veins bulging on his forehead, cold sweat pouring down like a waterfall, trying to withstand the oppressive force that made his very soul tremble. However, he found that his proud Wang family's unique skills were utterly laughable in the face of this power, like an ant trying to shake a tree.

The thousands of spectators in the stadium were completely silent at that moment.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking in the direction from which the oppressive aura emanated.

At the entrance to the arena, several figures dressed in Na Du Tong uniforms were walking slowly towards the arena.

Leading the way was a young man in a sharp black suit.

He wore spotless white gloves on both hands, and steadily held a signature stainless steel thermos in his left hand. Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, calm and undisturbed.

Beside him stood Ma Hong, the leader of the action team, and more than a dozen fully armed company field agents, all with red lights flashing on their body cameras. They were all solemn and moved in unison, creating a sense of oppression like a major crime squad arrest scene in the noisy Longhushan stadium.

"Section Chief Zhuge?!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest on the referee's stand breathed a long sigh of relief upon recognizing the newcomer and quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Ignoring the shocked gazes of those around him, Zhuge Qi walked slowly up the steps to the arena with the steady, methodical gait typical of leaders inspecting the system.

"Section Chief, the victim, Li Fan, has a weak pulse and shows signs of soul damage. If he is not treated in time, his life may be in danger!" A company employee with medical knowledge quickly stepped forward to examine the rogue cultivator who had been tortured beyond recognition and reported loudly to the section chief.

Zhuge Qi nodded slightly, his tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable authority: "Xiao Li, immediately call the headquarters' medical helicopter to send him to the best hospital in Beijing specializing in supernatural beings. Tell the hospital to use the best medicine, and all medical expenses will be fully covered by our special stability maintenance fund for supernatural beings. Our company absolutely cannot allow any law-abiding citizen to bleed and weep."

"Yes, Section Chief!" Xiao Li immediately took out the encrypted communication device and began making arrangements.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the unaffiliated cultivators in the stands instantly reddened.

In the world of supernatural beings, a place where the strong prey on the weak and major families control resources, for low-level rogue cultivators like them, being killed is simply a matter of digging a hole and burying them. Who...

It's unbelievable that a high-ranking company executive would stand up for an ordinary cultivator, even using a helicopter and a special fund!

"Zhuge Qi! It's you again, you meddlesome bastard!"

Kneeling on the ground, Wang Bing had descended into a frenzied hysteria. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Zhuge Qi's gleaming leather shoes, roaring through gritted teeth, "Who do you think you are! How dare you lay a hand on me? My great-grandfather was one of the Ten Elders! I'll kill you! I'll skin you alive!"

"Young Master Wang, getting too hot-tempered is bad for your liver."

Zhuge Qi slowly unscrewed the thermos, blew on the goji berries floating on top, took a sip of warm water, and then looked down at Wang Bing.

He did not remove the dual suppression of [Dragon Tiger Aura] and [Intimidation], but instead deliberately concentrated the pressure on Wang Bing alone.

To outsiders, Zhuge Qi didn't even lift a finger, but Wang Bing felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his back, and even breathing felt like swallowing razor blades.

"However, Young Master Wang misspoke earlier. Let me correct you. This isn't meddling; it's called 'performing one's duties according to the law.'"

Zhuge Qi handed the thermos to Ma Hong behind him, then elegantly removed the white silk glove from his right hand and took out a document stamped with a large red official seal from the inside pocket of his suit.

"Team Leader Ma Hong, please explain to this great-grandson of the Ten Elders how his behavior should be classified according to the 'Regulations on Administrative Penalties for Extraordinary Persons' and the 'Regulations on the Management of the Conduct and Discipline of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony'?"

Ma Hong understood immediately, straightened his back, and began to read aloud. His deep voice, amplified by his internal energy, instantly resonated throughout the entire No. 3 arena:

"Suspect Wang Bing, knowing that his opponent had already surrendered, deliberately used lethal means to cruelly torture the victim Li Fan, and is suspected of intentional injury!"

"When the referees from the Celestial Master's Mansion took reasonable measures to stop the attack, Wang openly condoned the evil spirits attacking the referees, which constitutes the crimes of provoking trouble, obstructing official duties, and endangering public safety!"

"In conclusion, this is an extremely egregious act with a very negative social impact!"

As soon as Ma Hong finished speaking, a collective gasp erupted throughout the room.

Good heavens! This company usually acts all subservient to the Ten Elders, so why is it that today, this young section chief is treating the Wang family's heir like a criminal? Is he about to flip the table?

Upon hearing this, Wang Bing showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he burst into a wild laugh: "Hahaha! That's hilarious! You're trying to use the lousy laws of the secular world to govern the affairs of my supernatural realm? Are you all greedy for money? Fine, arrest me then! Let's see who dares to lay a finger on me today!"

Zhuge Qi sighed, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes, as if he were looking at a hopeless illiterate.

"Young Master Wang, ignorance of the law is terrifying. Times have changed. The status of the Ten Elders is no longer a get-out-of-jail-free card for outlaws."

Zhuge Qi turned his head and snapped his fingers at Ma Hong: "Old Ma, catch the thief red-handed. Since Young Master Wang thinks we are framing him, let's show the audience the 'pre-match tidbits' we just intercepted."

"Okay, Section Chief!"

Ma Hong grinned, pulled out a mini projector, and projected the image onto the huge white wall behind the arena.

The screen lit up, displaying night-vision surveillance footage showing Wang Bing instructing his men to add "Sanqi San" to Li Fan's drinking water before the match. The high-definition footage, along with real-time translation subtitles from a lip-reading expert, vividly revealed Wang Bing's sinister and arrogant nature.

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

"Holy crap! The young master of the prestigious Wang family, he actually poisoned a rogue cultivator?!"

"What a fucking shameless person! No wonder Li Fan couldn't even use his magic earlier; it turns out he was poisoned with 'Qi-Dispersing Powder'!"

"This isn't a competition anymore, this is clearly premeditated murder! Good job, company, arrest this scum!"

A wave of indignation swept across the entire arena in an instant. If Wang Bing's brutal killing was merely cruel, then the extremely despicable method of poisoning before the match had completely crossed the line for all supernatural beings, especially those at the bottom of the ranks.

Hearing the overwhelming curses around him, a hint of panic finally flashed across Wang Bing's once arrogant face. He never expected that his supposedly flawless plan would be caught red-handed by the company!

"No...this isn't real! You've faked this! You've framed me!" Wang Bing struggled frantically, but under Zhuge Qi's oppressive aura, he was like a mudfish nailed to a chopping board, completely unable to move.

"Forgery? Young Master Wang, you overestimate yourself." Zhuge Qi put his white gloves back on and spoke calmly, "This video was not only uploaded to the head office's cloud server in real time via law enforcement recorder for blockchain encryption and evidence, but two minutes ago, I also had Xiao Li send it to more than a dozen mainstream media outlets in the supernatural world, including the Supernatural Daily and Tianxiahui News."

Zhuge Qi leaned down, looking at Wang Bing's pale face, a cold smile curving his lips: "Now, you're also suspected of 'releasing dangerous substances.' What, do you still think the Ten Elders' influence can protect you?"

"Ding! Detected that the host used a perfect chain of evidence and legal procedures to nail the Ten Elders' heir to the pillar of shame in full view of everyone, demonstrating impeccable administrative skills."

"The audience's (especially the lower-level cultivators) sense of identification and awe towards the company and the host has increased dramatically!"

"Congratulations, host! Reputation points increased by 3000!"

Current reputation level: LV4 (26300/100000)

Hearing the system notification in his mind, Zhuge Qi was in a great mood. This "killing the chicken to scare the monkey" had an even better effect than expected.

"Men, handcuff the suspect Wang Bing and take him back to the temporary detention room. No one is allowed to visit him without my signature." Zhuge Qi straightened up and waved his hand to give the order.

Two fierce field agents immediately stepped forward with specially made "closed-element handcuffs".

Just then, a thunderous roar, filled with fury, suddenly came from the highest point of the stands!

"Let's see who dares to touch my grandson, Wang Ai!!!"

With this shout, an extremely large and sinister black energy surged down from the VIP seats like a dark cloud.

Wang Ai, one of the Ten Elders, finally couldn't sit still any longer.

He leaned on a sandalwood cane, his face, which was originally full of wrinkles, now radiated a murderous aura.

Like a fierce old dog protecting its cubs, he leaped directly from the stands, which were over ten meters high. His cane swung through the air, creating a sharp gust of wind as it flew towards the two company field staff members holding handcuffs.

"Great-grandfather! Save me!" Wang Bing cried out loudly as if he had grasped a lifeline when he saw his support arrive.

Faced with the Ten Elders' furious attack, the two field agents were completely unable to resist and could only watch helplessly as the deadly cane magnified in their pupils.

However, Zhuge Qi, who was standing to the side, didn't even lift his eyelids.

He simply raised his white-gloved right hand in a very casual manner, turned his palm up, and made a very standard "please stay inside the system" gesture.

"The character 'Kun' (坤) - Earth River Chariot!"

"BOOM!!!"

The bluestone slabs of the arena shattered instantly, and a huge earth dragon formed from solid rock roared out of the ground, precisely blocking the two employees' path.

Wang Ai's cane, powerful enough to shatter stone tablets, slammed down on the earthen dragon with a deafening thud. Stone fragments flew everywhere, but the earthen dragon only swayed slightly before steadily catching the ten elders' enraged blow.

Wang Ai herself was thrown into the air by the enormous force of the recoil before staggering onto the arena.

"Such exquisite and refined magical arts..." Lu Jin, sitting in the VIP section, gasped upon witnessing this scene. To be able to withstand Wang Ai with a casual strike—just how profound is this Zhuge family lad's cultivation?!

"Zhuge Qi! Do you really think your Department of Extraordinary Personnel can control everything?!"

Wang Ai landed, trembling with rage. Pointing at Zhuge Qi's nose, she cursed, "A mere squabble between juniors, and you want to put him in the Biyuan Cuff? You're utterly disgracing the Ten Elders! If you dare take Wang Bing away today, my Wang family will fight you and your entire clan to the death, even if it means using all our strength!"

Faced with this furious threat, Zhuge Qi not only did not get angry, but instead showed an extremely professional, even gentle, smile.

"Senior Wang, why are you in such a hurry again?"

Zhuge Qi dusted off non-existent dust from his suit sleeve, his tone as light as if he were haggling at a market: "Our country values ​​the rule of law. In a society governed by the rule of law, everything is negotiable. Since you've personally intervened, how about we follow the established procedures and go through the 'mediation process'?"

Looking at Zhuge Qi's smiling face, Wang Ai's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition instantly enveloped her.

He knew that this little fox in a suit was about to start eating people again.

On the third arena, the wind rustled the gravel.

An old man and a young man faced each other from a distance of three steps.

Wang Ai was so angry that his beard was trembling, while Zhuge Qi seemed like a young man chatting with an old master at a tea party, exuding a chilling sense of relaxation.

"Mediation procedure?" Wang Ai gripped her sandalwood cane tightly, her venomous eyes fixed on Zhuge Qi. "Section Chief Zhuge, what tricks are you trying to pull now? Let me tell you, no matter what you say today, I'm taking Wang Bing with me!"

Zhuge Qi was not annoyed. He took the thermos cup that Ma Hong handed back and slowly unscrewed the lid.

"Senior Wang, you're a seasoned veteran, why do you still speak so impulsively?"