After the exchange of punches,
An Yi and Fu each took a few steps back.
"You did that on purpose!"
Fu said coldly.
This kid was strong but deliberately held back.
The only reason he had been obedient to Qiu Xu was to wait for the moment his bodyguard let his guard down—so he could deliver a brutal kick to Qiu Xu!
"No, you're overthinking it. I'm not that kind of person."
An Yi replied calmly.
Truthfully, he didn’t want to provoke Qiu Xu.
If he could endure it, he would. He wasn’t some reckless hothead.
But this guy was pushing his luck, practically begging for a beating!
An Yi had a high tolerance, but his limits were low. The moment Qiu Xu ordered him to fetch a drink, he’d already wanted to punch him.
But if he had acted then, this bodyguard would have stopped him. And missing the chance to smack such an insufferable rich brat would have been a real shame.
So, he had waited, watching for the moment Fu let his guard slip—before delivering a thunderous strike to Qiu Xu!
"H-Hurgh, y-you musht kill him!"
Several store clerks worked together to move the shelves aside and drag Qiu Xu out.
His jaw was fractured, making speech impossible. His neck was bent at an unnatural angle, and his body was littered with injuries from crashing into the shelves—including a broken arm.
Yet his eyes burned with venom.
Never in his life had he been beaten, let alone kicked so viciously.
If he didn’t get revenge, he swore he wasn’t human!
An Yi had held back—no permanent damage, no fatal injuries. Otherwise, he’d be eating prison food.
All he’d done was break the guy’s jaw. The other injuries? Just collateral damage from slamming into the shelves. Not his problem. Probably needed a year or so to recover.
"Understood, Young Master!"
Fu’s voice was icy, his tone gruff.
An Yi couldn’t help but marvel. "You two have some real master-servant chemistry. Even like this, you understand him."
By now, the entire supermarket was thick with tension.
Fu clenched his fists, and his suit split apart with a series of rips.
With a tearing sound, the fabric burst into shreds, scattering like confetti.
His muscles, sculpted and gleaming as if waxed, were a sight to behold—his abs and chest like chiseled granite, putting even professional bodybuilders to shame.
An Yi, watching from the opposite side, thought it looked cool. He considered using the qi technique he’d recently learned to explode his own employee uniform off.
But one glance at Fu’s monstrous physique made him hesitate. Sure, he had a six-pack, but nothing that extreme. The sheer presence alone made him feel three parts weaker.
"You. Come."
Fu beckoned with a mocking gesture.
An Yi rolled up his sleeves, grinning wildly.
This hulk might be strong, but since coming to this world, he’d feared no one!
Whoosh!
In an instant, An Yi shot forward like a gust of wind, his leg arcing toward Fu’s face.
To ordinary eyes, his speed was unreal—they couldn’t even track his movement.
By the time they registered his position, he was already mid-air, his foot smashing into Fu’s face with a sickening crack.
An Yi landed, breathing slightly hard.
The entire sequence had been flawless—no hesitation, no holding back.
Yet Fu stood unmoved, as steady as an iron tower, having taken the full force of the kick with his face.
"Is that all you’ve got? Pathetic."
Fu spat out a bloody tooth, his voice dripping with disdain.
The onlookers: "…"
Damn, this guy knew how to show off.
An Yi swung another punch, aiming sideways at Fu.
But Fu was faster. He crossed his arms, blocking the strike effortlessly.
His reflexes were insane!
An Yi’s expression darkened.
Without pause, he launched a barrage of attacks—fists, kicks, elbows, knees—each more vicious than the last.
Yet Fu either deflected them or simply absorbed the hits, unfazed.
Crack!
An Yi’s fist was caught mid-swing, Fu’s massive hand clamping down like a vice.
The grip was crushing!
Before An Yi could react, Fu yanked him off his feet and hurled him like a ragdoll.
Boom!
Boom!
Two shelves collapsed under the impact.
"An Yi!"
Lan Ruoxi’s face paled as she rushed forward.
"G-Get him!"
Qiu Xu, still slumped in his chair with a crooked neck, nearly jumped up in excitement.
This was the payback he’d been waiting for!
"Stay out of it!"
An Yi pushed himself up from the wreckage, his gaze sharpening.
"Tough little bastard."
Fu’s eyes flickered with surprise.
He hadn’t held back—that throw should’ve shattered bones.
A normal person would’ve been reduced to a broken mess like Qiu Xu. Yet An Yi looked barely fazed.
Fu realized then—he’d underestimated this kid. That lean frame was deceptive.
Qiu Xu seethed. He’d thought An Yi was fragile, but the guy could tank hits like a damn fortress!
The store manager, her face ghostly pale, shrieked in despair. "Take your fight outside! My—"
Fu’s cold glare cut her off.
Thud.
She collapsed like a sack of meat, instantly shutting up.
Meanwhile, An Yi discreetly opened his system interface.
"Fifty Evil Points—dump them into Combat Mastery."
"Upgrade [Qi Control] to Lv2!"
"Throw the rest into Strength and Speed!"
He swiftly allocated his stockpiled Evil Points.
The 100 points from his last major quest had been a windfall, and with smaller tasks adding up, he now had 120.
The moment the upgrades took effect, he felt the difference.
"You. Come."
An Yi mirrored Fu’s earlier taunt.
Fu snorted dismissively.
From their earlier exchange, he knew this kid was strong—but still beneath him. Defeat was inevitable.
And yet, here he was, daring to provoke him?
Fu charged like a raging bull.
The supermarket’s cheap flooring, installed to cut costs, cracked under his stomps. The manager’s face turned green.
His fist descended like a falling boulder, carrying terrifying momentum.
To bystanders, the scene was horrifying.
An Yi, though not frail, suddenly seemed as fragile as a twig.
Yet as the punch neared his face—An Yi raised a palm.
The collision forced him back a single step.
Fu froze.
His full-power strike… only made the kid take one step back?
No way!
The crowd gasped.
That punch had been terrifying—enough to make anyone wet themselves. Yet An Yi had stopped it with what looked like minimal effort.
The whole thing felt surreal.
Fu’s dark complexion shifted. His composure wavered.
Had this kid been hiding his strength all along?
How else could he explain this sudden transformation?
"My turn."
An Yi grinned, flashing white teeth.
His handsome face, in that moment, sent a chill down Fu’s spine.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
