Getting Stronger By Fighting-Chapter 530 - 528 Impending Crisis_1

The video played the moment the city wall of Ming State was breached by beasts. Numerous young faces, stained with Fresh Blood, were on the city wall. Their clothes were tattered, and thousands shouted in unison as the city fell.

"We would rather die in battle than live as slaves!"

"Brothers, don't surrender! Our homes are behind us."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Fresh Blood flowed like a river beneath the city wall of Ming State, which was filled with the corpses of humans and beasts. Humans or beasts died continuously. As long as there is life, the battle never ceases!

The moment the beasts invaded Ming State, wails resonated everywhere. The inherently brutal beasts spared no life within the city. It seemed like an outburst of their dissatisfaction with the Human Race's prolonged resistance.

Wang Zhan couldn't bear to watch any longer.

As if the heavens could feel humanity's grief, the sky grew dark, and it began to rain. Wang Zhan stood in the rain, letting it wash over him, heedless that his body had just recovered from serious injuries.

「The next day, when the rain ceased and the Sun rose.」

All things revived, and all traces of blood within the whole of Quan State were washed away completely. If not for the ruins and dilapidated walls, no one would know a war had occurred here.

After being soaked in the rain the entire night, Wang Zhan finally moved, withdrawing all his leaking power.

Battle!

At this moment, Wang Zhan urgently needed a battle! He needed to fight the beasts and vent the resentment in his heart.

If you, original organization, won't let me appear, then I will break through from the rear.

Wang Zhan set off. He couldn't just sit and wait for death. The Human Race was experiencing difficult times, and he had to fulfill his duty and be true to his conscience.

After leaving Quan State, Wang Zhan found Three Seven outside the city. The moment Three Seven saw Wang Zhan, his lifeless eyes lit up once again. Wang Zhan didn't ask how Three Seven had managed to survive. Facing the beasts, Three Seven, who had inadequate Talent and relied on sheer willpower, was barely managing, especially with Wang Zhan as his mentor.

"Little one, do you want to come with me?"

Upon hearing Wang Zhan's words, Three Seven's eyes gleamed. This was especially true since his older brother had left him. Wang Zhan's appearance was like a light shining into his dark life, bringing light back into his life.

"Big Brother, I want to follow you."

Wang Zhan didn't go deeper into the wilderness but instead led Three Seven to search for beasts in the outer areas. Concealing his aura, Wang Zhan planned to train Three Seven properly. Having decided to take Three Seven along, he had to be responsible for him. Wang Zhan's plan was for Three Seven to reach the rank of Martial Student within half a month. For someone with mere willpower and exceedingly poor Talent to tread the path of cultivation was undeniably difficult. But this wasn't much of a problem for Wang Zhan.

"Little one, use the knife in your hand to slash it! It's just a beast; what are you afraid of?"

Three Seven, still a ten-year-old child and an ordinary person with weak internal energy, was actually wielding a knife to fight a level 1 beast. Although it looked ridiculous, this scene would shock everyone if word got out. Wang Zhan felt even more nervous than Three Seven.

「Twenty minutes later,」 Three Seven slashed the beast, and Fresh Blood splashed onto his face. Three Seven had gotten used to it and no longer vomited at the sight of Fresh Blood. He wiped the Fresh Blood from his face and continued to slash at the beast. Three Seven lacked Talent, so he needed even more battles to hone his skills. Wang Zhan had spared no effort to help Three Seven overcome his fear of beasts. The standards for those following Wang Zhan were naturally high. The more strength one had, the greater the chance of survival in this era rampant with beasts.

Hearing Wang Zhan's words, Three Seven didn't feel disappointed. Instead, he felt he hadn't done well enough and clenched his fists tightly. These past few days had been a nightmare for Three Seven, spent exhausted from battling beasts. Yet, he never complained of pain in front of Wang Zhan, nor did he shed a single tear. Three Seven's willpower was so strong that even Wang Zhan felt a pang of sympathy.

「Three days later,」 Wang Zhan brought Three Seven before a level 1 Black Wolf. Wang Zhan retrieved the knife from Three Seven's hand. He saw that after several days of life-and-death battles, Three Seven was on the verge of becoming a Martial Student. Wang Zhan intended the Black Wolf to serve as a stepping stone for Three Seven. Once he became a Martial Student, Wang Zhan believed Three Seven's path ahead would be smooth.

Wang Zhan was born for battle. If Three Seven wanted to follow him, the best he could teach him was how to achieve breakthroughs in battle. Wang Zhan planned to take Three Seven as his disciple and was highly satisfied with his performance over the past few days. Yet, Wang Zhan never praised Three Seven, not even once. He feared Three Seven would become arrogant. After all, Three Seven was still young.

"Go, little one! Let this battle be the first on your Martial Arts Path!"

Wang Zhan spoke calmly, though internally, he felt nervous for the little guy. Three Seven nodded firmly, clenched his fist, and approached the Black Wolf. Wang Zhan had already taught the Killing Fist technique to Three Seven. Although he hadn't yet embarked on the path of a Martial Artist, he had learned its basic form.

Facing the Black Wolf, which was taller than him, and sensing the foul, bloody stench from its mouth, a wave of fear surged in Three Seven's heart. But Three Seven quickly shook his head. Wang Zhan is watching from behind; I can't let him down. He swiftly dispelled the fear in his heart.

Seeing Three Seven quickly compose himself, Wang Zhan smiled in relief. The Black Wolf, a beast possessing a sliver of spiritual wisdom, was being challenged by a ten-year-old child who wasn't even a Martial Student.

Before Three Seven could strike, the Black Wolf lunged at him. Three Seven ducked, dodging the Black Wolf's fatal attack. He executed the Killing Fist, striking the Black Wolf. However, his punch caused no damage. Three Seven showed no disappointment and continued to attack the Black Wolf. Although his arms were small, a punch delivered with all his might could still cause the Black Wolf pain.

Three Seven's punch enraged the Black Wolf. As a beast, even a level 1 beast, it had its dignity. The Black Wolf opened its massive jaws, saliva dripping to the ground. Assailed by a wave of the rank smell, Three Seven swung a punch at the Black Wolf. The Black Wolf, having suffered once, wouldn't fall for Three Seven's trick again. It lashed out with its claws, aiming for Three Seven's fist. The claws swiftly raked across Three Seven's fist, instantly mangling it and drawing blood. Three Seven cried out from the severe pain, but ignoring his injured hands, he once again rushed towards the Black Wolf.

The Black Wolf grew even more ferocious; it couldn't tolerate being challenged by a mere child. Three Seven ignored the Black Wolf's frenzy. Not to be outdone, his small body erupted with tremendous energy, and a sudden punch dazed the Black Wolf. Fresh Blood still flowed from his wounds, yet he threw himself at the Black Wolf without any concern. Three Seven flipped over, straddled the Black Wolf, and rained punches down with both fists.

Wang Zhan was slightly shocked. Breaking through one's Limit in a life-or-death situation! The human body conceals such power; this is the so-called Limit. Human potential is endless. Where is my own potential's Limit? It seems I've never truly explored it. Three Seven's actions just now seemed to give Wang Zhan significant enlightenment. I've been too reliant on the System and forgotten to delve into my own inherent strengths.

By now, the Black Wolf had recovered. Its crimson eyes stared at Three Seven as it struggled fiercely, trying to throw him off. Three Seven wouldn't let the Black Wolf succeed. He bit down hard on its neck. The bite nearly shattered Three Seven's teeth. Fortunately, the Black Wolf hadn't started body refining, so he managed to bite through.

Three Seven is so much like me, never giving up as long as he's alive. From Wang Zhan's perspective, there were many ways Three Seven could have killed the Black Wolf. Three Seven doesn't yet understand how to use his advantages. Biting its neck like this is the most foolish method. Wang Zhan didn't point this out, hoping Three Seven would gain experience through future trial and error.

Three Seven had bitten into the Black Wolf's trachea. Now, the Black Wolf was merely in its death throes. In less than a minute, just as Wang Zhan had predicted, the Black Wolf died.

Only then did Three Seven release his bite. He rolled over and lay on the ground, panting heavily. Feeling the changes in his body, a smile appeared on Three Seven's face. It was a natural success; he had broken through to the Martial Student realm. Three Seven's Martial Arts Path had officially begun.

"Big Brother, I broke through! I didn't disappoint you!" Three Seven got up, ignoring the pain in his body, and shouted to Wang Zhan.

Wang Zhan reached out, wiped the Fresh Blood from the corner of Three Seven's mouth, and patted his head approvingly.

"Well done this time, little one!"

This was the first time Wang Zhan had ever complimented Three Seven. With a serious expression, Wang Zhan helped Three Seven treat his wounds.

"Three Seven, are you willing to become my disciple?"

Surprise showed on Three Seven's youthful face. Without hesitation, he knelt and kowtowed three times to Wang Zhan.

"Master!"

With this kowtow, Three Seven's fate was thoroughly bound to Wang Zhan, and the trajectory of his life was set to change. Wang Zhan hurriedly helped Three Seven up. Covered in wounds, Three Seven didn't even frown, much less cry out in pain. Wang Zhan nodded, inwardly very satisfied with Three Seven's performance.

「The following afternoon.」

Three Seven, wrapped in bandages, was battling a level 2 beast. Wang Zhan sat on the grass some distance away, his face expressionless. Three Seven's opponent was a Two-Headed Snake, tens of meters long, its two heads hissing and flicking their tongues at him. Wang Zhan saw a look of determination on Three Seven's tender young face. Three Seven was no longer the little fellow who would vomit at the sight of beasts.

A ten-year-old child, brandishing an ancient soldier, was fighting desperately against a beast. This scene would surely shock anyone who saw it! A ten-year-old Martial Student—no one would believe it if they heard.

Three Seven, wielding the Liyun Blade, fiercely attacked the Two-Headed Snake. The Two-Headed Snake hissed and swiftly dodged. A flicker of disappointment crossed Three Seven's young face, a detail Wang Zhan didn't miss.

"Little one, don't be discouraged. Its greatest advantage is agility; its attack power is even less than yours!"