"Ah, damn it! Am I really going to die here? I'm still young!" Seeing two Tyrants closing in from both the front and rear, and with an ever-increasing sea of zombies in the distance, Chu Hang couldn't help but let out a desperate cry.
He was the slowest to react among the group, so he had just been grazed by the shockwave from the explosion earlier. Though he wasn't injured, his energy had been greatly depleted. There was no way he could rely on his abilities to break through the zombie horde now.
Not to mention, he had never even considered abandoning his comrades and running away by himself!
"Damn it, why isn't that teacher of mine making a move yet?" At the same time, Chu Xun also couldn't help but grumble inwardly.
Wasn't he supposed to be watching over me? Why hasn't he made a move even when the situation has become this dire?
However, Chu Xun didn't know that it wasn't that Chu Kuang was unwilling to act; rather, he was being blocked.
Or more accurately, he was being blocked by a zombie!
"Heh, I didn't expect to encounter a 'Dark Seed' in such a small death city. If the highest council's crazy lunatics found out, this place would probably be wiped off the map in seconds!" At this moment, Chu Kuang was facing off against a strange young man, standing just three meters away. Normally, this would be the perfect distance for Chu Kuang to strike, but for some unknown reason, he didn't act. Instead, his gaze grew serious as he looked at the young man and said in a low voice.
The young man appeared to be about twenty years old, with long black hair and handsome features. His fair skin alone was enough to cause a great deal of "damage" to women of all ages. But what contrasted sharply with his striking appearance was his blood-red pupils, which glinted with bloodlust from time to time, sending a chill down one's spine.
"The famous 'Martial Madman' really lives up to his name!" The black-haired young man maintained a calm expression, though his blood-red pupils occasionally flickered with murderous intent. Staring at Chu Kuang, he said indifferently, "I thought I could easily deal with you, but now it seems I've underestimated you."
"You know my information that well? Looks like your awakening wasn't a recent event!" Hearing the young man's words, Chu Kuang's gaze grew even more serious. "Who exactly are you? What is your purpose here in the No. 7 Death City?"
"Oh, right, I almost forgot to introduce myself. My apologies," the young man said, his tone still casual, before flashing a smile. "You can call me Yan Lao, or you can call me 'Wrath!'"
"Wrath?" Upon hearing the young man's words, Chu Kuang's eyes suddenly sharpened. "You mean *Wrath* from the Seven Deadly Sins?"
As someone who had once received special training from the highest council, Chu Kuang naturally knew about the Seven Deadly Sins and the terrifying organization behind them. It was precisely because of this knowledge that he was so shocked.
Could it be that the organization behind the Seven Deadly Sins is planning something?
No, I need to report this to the city lord, or even the highest council, immediately!
"Heh, I didn't expect the great Martial Madman to know my name. I'm truly honored!" The young man, Yan Lao, smiled faintly upon hearing Chu Kuang's words, showing a row of white teeth. "So, Martial Madman, what are you going to do next? Are you going to continue wasting time with me, or are you going to save your disciple? He's about to be killed by my little pet!"
"Hmph, I can take you down first and then go save him!" Hearing Yan Lao's words, Chu Kuang coldly snorted and then cracked his knuckles. He shouted fiercely, "Since you dare show up in front of me, be ready to die!"
"Ha!" With that, a fierce wind suddenly whipped up around Chu Kuang's body, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished from his original spot.
After Chu Kuang disappeared, the ground where he had been standing immediately shattered, the concrete cracking as if crushed by the most fearsome stone grinder, turning into fine powder. The area left behind was a deep pit three meters wide and five meters in diameter, as though it had been struck by a meteor.
The next second, Chu Kuang appeared behind the black-haired young man, his enormous fist glowing with dazzling golden light, and he struck heavily at the young man's head.
Unexpectedly, the "Wrath" didn't dodge the attack. Instead, he weirdly spun around, facing Chu Kuang, and swung his seemingly delicate and pale right fist to meet Chu Kuang's punch.
*Bang!*
A muffled sound rang out as Chu Kuang's giant fist slammed into the black-haired young man's fist. Immediately, the immense force caused the young man's fist to explode.
"Something's wrong!" However, after shattering the young man's fist, Chu Kuang suddenly felt an intense sense of danger.
The next second, from the exploded right fist of the black-haired young man, countless black tendrils, resembling rubber, shot out at high speed. They quickly wrapped around Chu Kuang's right fist, completely restraining it.
"Damn it!" With his right fist caught, Chu Kuang's face changed, and he quickly tried to break free by swinging his fist. But to his surprise, the black-haired young man seemed to lose all weight, and as Chu Kuang swung his fist, the young man was lifted into the air.
"Get off me!" The strange sight heightened Chu Kuang's sense of danger. He growled and then forcefully swung his right fist downward, slamming the young man into the ground.
*Crack!*
With a heavy thud, the ground cracked as the young man's body collided with it, leaving a large crater.
But what happened next was even stranger.
The black-haired young man seemed to be like a deflated inflatable doll, his body flattened and stuck to the ground, like a piece of paper. Yet even so, his voice, filled with mockery, still rang out: "Hehe, not bad. But if this is all you've got, it won't work on me!"
*Poof!*
As his words fell, the young man suddenly inflated like an inflatable doll, rapidly returning to his original form, looking completely unscathed.
Moreover, the countless tendrils at the end of his right arm were still coiling around Chu Kuang's right arm, seemingly ready to cover his entire body.
"Such a bizarre ability!" As his right arm continued to be constrained, Chu Kuang frowned deeply. This was the first time he had encountered an enemy like this, someone who was as malleable as clay and could be molded, but nearly impossible to inflict real harm upon.
"I'll see how much power your soft body can withstand!" Despite his shock, Chu Kuang, a battle-hardened expert, didn't feel any fear. Instead, he sneered and his eyes burned with fury as he shouted, "Hundredfold Muscle Power!"
*Creak! Creak!*
With Chu Kuang's shout, dazzling golden light erupted from his body. As the golden glow flashed, his body began to rapidly expand, and his muscles swelled up visibly. Soon, he had grown to over three meters tall, far exceeding the size of a typical Tyrant.
"Let's see how you handle this!" Now a giant muscle-bound behemoth, Chu Kuang shouted loudly, then yanked the black-haired young man toward him, pulling him like a dog on a leash. With his left hand open, glowing with golden light, he reached for the young man's head.
"It won't work!" The black-haired young man, unfazed, smiled faintly as he allowed Chu Kuang's left hand to grab his head.
*Squish!*
With a sickening sound, the young man's head was crushed in Chu Kuang's palm like rubber, his eyes popping out. Yet, even in this gruesome state, his twisted lips still let out a mocking voice: "I told you, your power doesn't work on me!"
"Is that so?" Hearing the young man's words, Chu Kuang suddenly grinned and then shouted, "Flame of Life!"
*Boom!*
The moment the words left his mouth, the golden light in his hand exploded, blindingly bright. The next second, the golden light transformed into golden flames that engulfed the black-haired young man.
Throughout many battles, Chu Kuang had encountered numerous enemies immune to physical attacks. These enemies had been incredibly troublesome, so he had developed his own special technique—*Flame of Life*.
The Flame of Life condensed and ignited the life energy within his body, turning it into a devastating elemental attack.
Very few had witnessed Chu Kuang using this move, because most of those who did had already become corpses!
*Hiss! Hiss!*
Under the searing golden flames, the black-haired young man's body began to emit a sound like rubber burning. He seemed to be in agonizing pain.
But at that moment, through the flames, the young man's voice once again echoed, calm yet filled with boundless wrath: "Good job, Martial Madman. Good job with the Flame of Life. Since you said my body is soft, I'll show you what happens when