Delta: I have a 1-Haf Coin instant kill system!

Koster crossed his arms and looked down at Zhang Zhao.

"What? You're afraid?"

He tilted his head, his voice laced with mockery.

"Weren't you quite the talker just now? Now that you have a chance to prove yourself, are you chickening out?"

Zhang Zhao did not respond immediately.

His consciousness sank into the system panel—

【Strength: 6.3】

[Agility: 6.2]

[Endurance: 6.1]

【Spirit: 7.5】

Let's look at Koster again—

【Strength: 7.9】

[Agility: 5.0]

[Endurance: 8.1]

【Spirit: 1.2】

Strength difference 1.6, endurance difference 2.0.

In these two key metrics, Koster definitely has the advantage.

However, Zhang Zhao has a significant advantage in terms of agility and mental strength.

Especially in terms of spirit, it was more than six times stronger, almost a complete crushing defeat.

Not to mention he is also proficient in Bajiquan and has ReLink brain-computer interface.

If it really comes down to a fight, Zhang Zhao is confident he can win.

but--

He looked up at Koster, then turned his attention to the system backpack.

[M1 Muscle Strengthening Needle x1]

[Quality: Blue]

[Effect: Increases Strength attribute by 50% for 180 seconds]

In three minutes, strength increases by fifty percent.

Zhang Zhao silently did some calculations in his mind.

Absolutely crushing!

This is exactly what he wanted!

Not just win, but utterly crush them!

Beat this burly, dark-skinned man until he's terrified and will avoid him from this day forward.

Zhang Zhao raised his head.

"Can."

The training ground was quiet for a moment, then a few low shouts rang out.

"Holy crap, he actually accepted?"

"With Koster's physique, one punch would be enough to send him flying, right?"

"I don't know... but daring to accept the challenge shows backbone."

Red Wolf leaned against the partition, his smile growing wider.

Uluru leaned closer and whispered, "Who do you think will win?"

Red Wolf glanced at him but did not give a direct answer.

"You know Koster's fighting skills—he's strong and can withstand a lot of blows, but—"

He paused for a moment.

"Too rough."

Uluru scratched his head: "So you mean Zhang Zhao can win?"

"I didn't say that."

Red Wolf shook his head.

"I'm just saying that Koster's weaknesses are obvious! Whether Zhang Zhao can capitalize on them is another matter."

Uluru nodded as if he understood, then shook his head.

Luna leaned back on the bench and put her headphones back around her neck.

Wei Long sat down next to her and clicked his tongue.

"court death."

He whispered two words.

Luna glanced at him sideways: "Do you think Zhang Zhao will lose?"

Wei Long shook his head, his gaze fixed on Koster.

"There is a saying in China: 'Never fight a battle you are not prepared for.'"

......

In the center of the training field.

Koster paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Fine! You've got guts!"

He stretched his neck.

"But rookie, I must warn you, I won't hold back."

As he spoke, he took off his training jacket, revealing a tight-fitting vest underneath.

Beneath the vest, his muscles were clearly defined, and there were several old scars on his chest and arms.

Koster casually tossed his jacket to the person next to him and began warming up.

Chest expansion, waist twisting, leg pressing—each movement carries a deliberate sense of display.

"Instructor Deep Blue said this morning that there's only one rule for real combat—"

He stopped and turned to look at Zhang Zhao.

"Don't kill anyone."

"but......"

He tilted his head.

"Rookie, if you can't take it anymore, just call it a stop, of course—"

The corners of his mouth turned up.

"The prerequisite is that you can actually shout it out!"

Upon hearing this, the prospective agents who were close to Koster exchanged glances, and some echoed his sentiments.

"Koster, don't beat him too badly, he's a newbie after all."

"Exactly, exactly. It's their first day here, so we should give them a hard time."

Koster waved his hand, finished warming up, and walked to the open space in the center of the training field.

He spread his feet apart, lowered his center of gravity, and raised his arms slightly.

A standard mixed martial arts stance.

"Come on, newbie."

He beckoned to Zhang Zhao with his finger.

Zhang Zhao strode towards the center of the arena.

He took two steps and then suddenly stopped.

"Wait a moment."

Koster raised an eyebrow: "What? Changed your mind?"

Zhang Zhao ignored him and turned to look at Mai Xiaowen, who was standing on the sidelines.

"Instructor."

Mai Xiaowen crossed her arms and frowned slightly.

"explain."

"I have a request..."

The training ground fell silent.

Zhang Zhao took a deep breath and continued, "I want to sign a waiver of liability."

As soon as those words were spoken, it was as if the air in the training field had been sucked away.

Red Wolf, Uluru, and the others were all shocked.

Koster's smile froze on his face.

"What did you say?"

Mai Xiaowen frowned even more deeply.

"A waiver of liability for life or death."

Zhang Zhao repeated it.

"Fists and kicks have no eyes. If something happens, I don't want to take responsibility or be held accountable."

He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over Koster.

"Therefore, sign a waiver of life and death—if you cripple someone, no harm will be done; if you kill someone, no consequences will be imposed."

The training ground was deathly silent.

Koster's expression changed completely.

Looking at Zhang Zhao's confident and fearless demeanor, he felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Are you crazy?" He stared at Zhang Zhao, his voice distorted.

Zhang Zhao turned to look at him, his face expressionless.

"Didn't you want real combat? Didn't you want me to prove myself?"

I'm giving you a chance.

Zhang Zhao's gaze calmly fell on his face.

"Sign a death warrant, then fight. Don't sign—"

He paused for a moment, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Then shut your mouth and avoid me from now on."

After he said that, the training ground erupted in chaos.

"Holy crap—" Uluru exclaimed.

Red Wolf's expression turned serious.

Wei Long didn't say anything, but his eyes lit up instantly.

The prospective agents looked at each other in bewilderment.

This newcomer—

crazy?

Koster stood there, his chest heaving violently.

"A death contract?"

He gritted his teeth and spoke slowly, word by word.

"In my previous unit, I was known as the Black Bear!"

"During a simulated training exercise, I accidentally killed someone, was court-martialed, and served several years in prison! That's how I ended up here!"

He stared intently at Zhang Zhao, his veins bulging.

"Who do you think you are?"

All eyes were on Zhang Zhao.

Mai Xiaowen stood there without stopping them.

They all wanted to see how Zhang Zhao would respond to that line!

However, Zhang Zhao stood there and suddenly smiled.

"You're welcome to kill me."

"If you can't kill me—"

He paused for a moment, his smile remaining, but his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Then I'll kill you!"

The training ground was deathly silent!

Koster's pupils contracted sharply.

"you--"

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to salvage the situation, but his tongue seemed to be tied in knots.

Zhang Zhao did not wait for him.

He turned around and walked towards the open space in the center of the training field.

His steps were neither too fast nor too slow, each step firm and steady.

He walked to the center of the field, stopped, turned around, and faced Koster.

"To sign, or not to sign?"

Koster stood there, his face turning pale and then flushed.

He knew he should probably refuse!

but--

All eyes were on him.

If he refuses, he will become a joke from today onwards!

Koster gritted his teeth.

"Sign it!"