Chapter 803 - Rules are Set by the Powerful (1/2)

“Argh!”

“Stop!”

“Zhang Wu, you are being unreasonable!”

Ning Xin and the others hollered.

But subsequent words were stuck in their throats when they saw what happened next. It was as if they had just been choked by a hard-boiled egg.

From the outlook, Qin Feng appeared far thinner and weaker than Zhang Wu. But the apparently frailer Qin Feng did not draw his weapon but met Zhang Wu’s charge with a kick.

The kick was lightning quick. It reached Zhang Wu before the ancient warrior’s fist touched Qin Feng. The powerful kick launched Zhang Wu into the air like a flying cannon.

Boom!

The force from the kick sent Zhang Wu flying. He glided through the air curling and was only halted by a giant tree twenty meters away.

Crack!

The remaining momentum of the kick was transferred to the tree and broke the tree in half.

“Urgh!” Blood came spurting out from Zhang Wu’s mouth. Pieces of organs could be seen mixing with the blood. Qin Feng’s kick had hurt him good.

The bystanders stood stunned and did not know how to react. The outcome was far from even their wildest imagination.

After a weird dimension overrode their city, aptitude users had lost most of their capabilities while only a certain group benefited from such a drastic change.

The parallel-trained ancient warriors.

Parallel training was a painful and challenging process. Those who could undergo the training were usually very disciplined and harsh toward themselves. It was an extreme path one chose without another choice.

High-tier martial arts and internal strength cultivation methods were rare to come by. Qin Feng was fortunate enough to regain the Absorption Ability after being reborn, but others needed to constantly look for good cultivation methods and upgrade patiently for the rest of their lives. However, there was also a particular group that showed no real talent the moment they were awakened. These unlucky ones were never going to become high-tier aptitude users. They just were not born to.

Ancient art, like other skills, depended greatly on talent. Some simply were not shrewd enough to comprehend higher-level arts, while some were born naturally with narrower meridian and thus could not build up their internal strength. For one reason or another, they were destined to fail in reaching the next level.

Hence, it boiled down to one final mean—parallel training. That was the only primitive cultivation method that allowed constant improvement for the uninspired ones. However, the process was extremely torturing.

Ironically, such an agonizing effort still did not guarantee success.

Zhang Wu was a C7-tier aptitude user, but being a bodyguard to someone more influential was the highest position that he could ever achieve. Patrolling the villa residences was part of his duty, and he had long been having second thoughts about Lin Yuting. Of course, he was aware of his status quo and thus had never revealed his intentions.

But when his position was reversed against the aptitude users, he thought his time had come. He loosened himself from the moral shackle and showed his true colors.

However, he had fallen as fast as he had risen. He was as high as clouds just a moment ago but was now knocked back hard down to the ground by Qin Feng.

“It’s true. Rules are set by humans. But you are still not powerful enough to be a valid player,” Qin Feng rebuked.

Hatred and fury flickered in Zhang Wu’s eyes. He looked straight at Qin Feng but could not muster a word to refute.

Because he knew Qin Feng was right.

The strong ruled. Before Qin Feng was here, he was the strongest. That was why they obeyed him in exchange for his protection.

But with the occurrence of a stronger alpha, the rules set by Zhang Wu no longer counted.