Getting Stronger By Fighting-Chapter 536 - 534: A False Alarm

With Wang Zhan joining the battle group, the already weary Mammoth Beast was on the verge of collapse.

"Supreme---Clear Thunder!" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Fatal---One Slash!"

Under Wang Zhan's Fatal One Slash, the Mammoth Beast's form was slashed open, creating a massive gash.

With a loud boom!

The enormous body of the Mammoth Beast crashed onto the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Seeing the Mammoth Beast dead, Wang Zhan dug out the beast core.

The faces of the several Martial Emperors who had besieged the Mammoth Beast for so long turned somewhat unsightly as they glanced at Wang Zhan.

After working hard for so long, they hadn't expected to make a bridal gown for Wang Zhan, yet no one dared to speak up.

Wang Zhan didn't care how unpleasant their expressions were, and directly took the beast core.

Wang Zhan looked at the fighters fiercely battling above, and said something that almost made the Old Man and others burst with anger.

"Old Man, need any help?"

Elder Qin and a few others desperately resisted the Flaming Lion's attacks, with several fresh wounds on their bodies.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhan acted as if nothing had happened.

"You brat, stop watching and get over here to help!"

Elder Qin couldn't help but angrily shout.

The Flaming Lion, seeing the Mammoth Beast fall, was filled with rage, only wanting to tear Wang Zhan to pieces.

"Kid, today I'm going to chop you into pieces!"

Wang Zhan grasped the Liyun Blade, standing beside Elder Qin.

"Shut up, you talk too much, let's see what you've got!"

Standing next to the three Grandmasters, Wang Zhan, too, was relieved, not feeling as scared as he was before.

The Flaming Lion could provide him with a lot of attribute points; as they say, fortune lies in danger.

Facing King-level demonic beasts, Wang Zhan's fearlessness was enough to surpass most of the younger generation.

"Supreme--Clear Thunder!"

"Eight Extremes Fist - Descending Dragon!"

With three Grandmasters at his side, Wang Zhan's attacks filled the sky, targeting the Flaming Lion.

The three from Elder Qin exchanged glances and also attacked the Flaming Lion.

Facing the four attackers, the Flaming Lion remained unafraid, letting out a huge roar, expressing its dissatisfaction.

The sky above echoed with popping sounds, and Wang Zhan occasionally cursed.

The beasts below were already scattering, with the death of three leader-level beasts dealing a tremendous blow to them.

The elders from the four great factions wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass.

"Don't let them escape!"

With Edward's words, the students from the Federal Martial Arts Academy on the city wall leaped off, chasing toward the beasts.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The unease the Beast Clan always brought to the Human Race, the instability of life, the disintegration of families.

Friends who were just beside them yesterday were now dead before them.

They were, after all, a group of youths, bearing what they shouldn't at their age.

The resentment was all vented at once; each raised their weapon and chased the beasts.

Without high-level combat power, the beasts were now just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Letting them do this, won't it cause dissatisfaction with the Beast Clan on the Star War Battlefield?"

Yun Tianyi frowned, voicing out his concern.

Edward glanced at Yun Tianyi.

"Since when did you become so cowardly? If they're killed, they're killed—those above will handle it."

Edward's words received agreement from the other two academy heads.

All of them had fought back from the battlefield; being pushed around, there's no reason to be timid.

Yun Tianyi wisely shut his mouth, knowing he'd spoken wrongly.

The Human Race and the Beast Clan will ultimately fight to the death.

The Flaming Lion was very angry; being sealed for so many years, today it saw the light again, something worth celebrating.

Celebrating its release with the blood of the Human Race, only to find its clan members now being chased.

The Flaming Lion was indignant, filled with rage; these beasts are worthless to him, enraged that if not for Wang Zhan, the Human Race would have been slaughtered long ago.

The Flaming Lion endured the strike from the three of Elder Qin, determined to kill Wang Zhan to vent its anger.

Wang Zhan felt a touch of fear, wanting to retreat quickly, but found himself unable to move.

Wang Zhan activated the Sky Profound Battle Armor to its limit, enduring the Flaming Lion's claws, and his form fell again from high above.

The ground was smashed into a deep pit, raising dust that obscured the situation of Wang Zhan inside.

Having endured the full-force strike of a King-level demonic beast, Wang Zhan's life and death were unknown.

Elder Qin let out a cry of surprise.

"Brat!"

Zhang Sheng and the strong Federal councilman looked at the fallen Wang Zhan, momentarily stunned.

Huang Pufeng and Song Dongming, despite being heavily injured, slaughtered the surrounding beasts and ran toward the large pit where Wang Zhan had fallen.

"Wang Zhan!"

"Wang Zhan!"

Song Dongming and Huang Pufeng shouted loudly with worry.

No response came from Wang Zhan in the deep pit.

Huang Pufeng and Song Dongming, two grown men, actually burst into tears beside the pit.

Elder Qin waved his sword and charged at the Flaming Lion like a madman.

It's as if Wang Zhan was already dead, fighting desperately to avenge Wang Zhan!

"Haha!"

The Flaming Lion let out a loud laugh; Wang Zhan endured his claws attack and was silent below, convinced Wang Zhan was dead.

"Has Senior Brother Wang Zhan died?"

"Impossible, shut your crow's mouth!"

"Senior Brother Wang Zhan is the Federation's number one prodigy, how could he die so easily!"

"Haha, Wang Zhan is finally dead, now it's my time to shine brightly."

The beasts have almost been exterminated, and many students from the Martial Arts Academy are feeling regretful for Wang Zhan.

There are also those rejoicing over Wang Zhan's death, because the death of the number one of the younger generation has come.

The title of number one held by Wang Zhan was too overwhelming, suppressing many geniuses into obscurity.

With Wang Zhan dead, they believe their chance to rise to fame has arrived.

Little do they know how foolish this thought is; even if Wang Zhan were truly dead, it wouldn't be their turn.

The martial arts journey is a struggle against heaven, against earth, and against oneself!

Those who do not believe in their own strength will not go far in martial arts.

Even as Elder Qin desperately battles the Flaming Lion, he feels helpless against the creature.

Zhang Sheng and that Federal senator rejoin the battlefield, knowing that if Elder Qin is slain by the Flaming Lion, they can kiss their chances of leaving here alive goodbye.

Without Wang Zhan, the three faced a critical situation against the Flaming Lion, each bearing several deep wounds down to the bone.

Currently, Wang Zhan is in the deep pit, groaning weakly, yet his voice cannot be heard outside.

Enduring a full strike from the Flaming Lion, his entire body's meridians shattered; were it not for the extreme cultivation of the Sky Profound Battle Armor, Wang Zhan would truly have met his end this time.

However, with only one breath left, Wang Zhan is far from comfortable, with energy rampaging inside him.

His body felt as though a myriad of insects and ants were biting, and Wang Zhan truly wished to bite his tongue and end it.

When energy coursed throughout Wang Zhan's body, he astonishingly found the pain seemed to vanish.

Scanning within his body, Wang Zhan found all his meridians reconnected, and even some wounds healed.

Wang Zhan opened his attribute panel.

Host: Wang Zhan

Dark Energy: 200

Origin Point: 2 (2/000++)

Essence Energy: 20000++

Limit: 0

Strength: 18000

Physique: 18000

Charm: 1100

Wisdom: 3000

Mental Power: 44999++

It was already a step away; the Flaming Lion's strike directly propelled Wang Zhan to Grandmaster realm.

This could be considered a blessing in disguise!

Seeing Huang Pufeng and Song Dongming outside crying, Wang Zhan frowned.

"Mourning me? Boss Wang isn't dead yet!"

With that, Wang Zhan jumped out of the pit.

"You... you!"

"Are you human or ghost!"

Huang Pufeng trembled as he looked at Wang Zhan suddenly appearing before him.

Song Dongming's mouth opened in shock, but he couldn't say a word.

Not only Huang Pufeng and Song Dongming, but students from the Martial Arts Academy on the battlefield were all staring at Wang Zhan in disbelief.

The few battling in the sky also paused their fight for a moment.

Wang Zhan, feeling everyone's gaze, enjoyed it and spoke slowly:

"Who is Boss Wang, the Federation's number one prodigy among teenagers, a top exchange student among the Federation's four, the most handsome young man of the Federation, how could I die so easily."

Huang Pufeng looked at Wang Zhan with a face full of shock.

"You broke through to Grandmaster in martial arts?"

Song Dongming, at this point, also noticed the change in Wang Zhan.

Wang Zhan looked at their surprised expressions and nodded his head!

Demonic! Absolutely inhumane!

"Haha, I told you, how could Senior Brother Wang Zhan possibly die!"

"This is great, Senior Brother Wang Zhan is still alive."

"How is it that Wang Zhan, doesn't have a single wound on him!"

Facing the Flaming Lion's full-strength attack, not dying, instead breaking through, Wang Zhan's body bore not even a single scar.

If it weren't for the slightly tattered clothing bearing a trace of evidence from the recent battle.

The shock Wang Zhan brought to everyone once again became the topic of discussion.

Elder Qin, seeing Wang Zhan unharmed, finally relaxed; otherwise, he wouldn't know how to explain to Qin Ying.

Zhang Sheng and the Federal senator, seeing Wang Zhan still alive, felt very relieved.

The Federation's prodigy, the Federation's hope, as Wang Zhan grows, he might even change the situation on the Star War Battlefield.

The news of Wang Zhan's survival disappointed only the Flaming Lion.

A full-strength claw not only failed to kill Wang Zhan but instead assisted his breakthrough, the Flaming Lion was furious.

Huang Pufeng and Song Dongming now believed Wang Zhan was still alive.

Wang Zhan looked at the Flaming Lion in the sky and slowly spoke: "I'm still alive, are you disappointed."

Facing Wang Zhan's taunt, the Flaming Lion was very angry.

"Today, you are destined to die here, just letting you live a few more minutes."

Wang Zhan activated martial arts, soared into the sky, and reached Elder Qin's side.

"Old man, how'd you get your head knocked?"

While desperately battling the Flaming Lion, Elder Qin received a claw to the forehead, causing blood to gush.

"Were it not for avenging you, brat, I wouldn't be in such a state!" Elder Qin gave Wang Zhan a sidelong glance, especially an elder with no dignity.