Let You Defend Yourself for Once!

A nameless fury surged up from the depths of Tan Lang's heart.

"Kid, you're pretty arrogant, aren't you?"

Tan Lang stepped forward, his burly body almost pressing against Yang Yu's face. Lowering his voice, he said viciously, "Do you know what price you'll have to pay for cutting down one of my men?"

More than a hundred War Band members behind him also pressed forward. Weapons clashed, murderous intent soared, and a terrifying coercion formed—enough to make any ordinary Professional's legs go weak on the spot.

Yet Yang Yu merely tilted his head, his tone as calm as if he were asking about the weather.

"Oh? What do you want to do?"

That carefree attitude completely enraged Tan Lang.

With a sinister grin, he raised three fingers and said word by word, "First, hand over that Wild Boar Helmet and that armor you're wearing!"

He did not know that Yang Yu was wearing three pieces of the set.

That was because the Wild Boar King Ring could only drop in a Nightmare Dungeon.

And even an all A-Rank Class team needed to be at least Level 20 and pay a huge price to clear that Nightmare Dungeon.

So only three pieces of the set were currently available on the market.

"Second, compensate us one million! Cash! That's for my brother's medical bills and our emotional damages!"

"Third..." Tan Lang's gaze became incomparably venomous. "Break one of your own arms and apologize to my brother!"

"If you do those three things, I can be merciful and consider... sparing your miserable life."

Behind him, Wang Jie's eyes gleamed with excitement.

He'd taken the bait. His stupid older brother had taken the bait.

Would they finally get the three-piece set?

Yang Yu understood as soon as he heard that.

So they were after the Wild Boar King Set?

His gaze passed over Tan Lang's shoulder and landed precisely on a skinny youth not far behind him.

The youth wore a pair of Bracers on his wrists, and their material and style were exactly the same as Yang Yu's equipment!

Wild Boar King Bracer!

The final piece of the set!

An enormous wave of delight instantly surged through Yang Yu's heart.

He had originally planned to try his luck at the trading market after returning to the city, to see if he could buy the final piece.

Now this was perfect. He had searched everywhere without success, only for it to fall right into his lap!

And that idiot called Tan Lang apparently did not know his stuff at all.

Yang Yu was clearly wearing three pieces of the set, yet Tan Lang had only recognized two.

It seemed this ring of his was still quite valuable!

Yang Yu forcibly suppressed the wild joy in his heart. Beneath the Mask, the corners of his lips curved into a cold arc.

He asked in a teasing tone.

"Why should I?"

Tan Lang seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He lowered his fingers, pointed at himself, then at the dark mass of people behind him, and finally at Yang Yu.

"Because we have more people!"

"Because I'm stronger than you!"

"In this world, the strong can do whatever they want!"

The strong could do whatever they wanted?

That really was the style one would expect from a world filled with Supernatural Power.

Beneath the Mask, Yang Yu smiled soundlessly.

However...

If that was the case, then this was truly perfect.

"Stop!"

A cool, sharp shout rang out. Leng Yuan strode forward and stood between Yang Yu and Tan Lang.

"Tan Lang! Robbing and extorting people in broad daylight right in front of the Professionals Association—does your Tan Lang War Band want to be put on the citywide wanted list?"

Her phoenix eyes stared fixedly at Yang Yu—or rather, at the ferocious Mask on his face.

It was him!

It had to be him!

Facing an attack from more than a hundred people and Tan Lang's outrageous threats, he could remain so calm and even... amused.

That bearing, that gaze—it perfectly matched the image of a powerhouse tempered through blood and fire in her mind!

Yang Yu was also startled. He had not expected those two officials to show up again.

Still, the two of them were indeed decent people.

Despite the Tan Lang War Band's overwhelming numbers, they still dared to stand up for a complete stranger like him.

Such a sense of justice was truly rare in this world where the strong devoured the weak.

When Tan Lang saw Leng Yuan interfering again, the impatience on his face was no longer concealed.

"Captain Leng, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't just say anything. I'm demanding compensation from the perpetrator. That's only natural. How can you call it robbery?"

"You..." Leng Yuan was left speechless with anger.

Tan Lang was about to continue using his twisted logic to argue shamelessly.

But Yang Yu lightly patted Leng Yuan on the shoulder, signaling for her to step back.

He said to Leng Yuan, "All right, I appreciate your kindness."

He paused, his gaze passing over Leng Yuan and falling once more on Tan Lang's greed-filled face.

"However, compared to compensation, I'm more interested in something else."

The entire noisy scene instantly fell silent because of those words.

Everyone's gaze focused on him.

Then, in a tone so calm it was almost eerie, he slowly asked:

"That is... if I kill them here, would it count as self-defense?"

The moment those words fell, the entire crowd erupted!

"Is he insane? He's alone, and he wants to kill more than a hundred of Tan Lang's people?"

"Is something wrong with his head? He's way too arrogant! Who does he think he is?"

"It's over, it's over. There's no room to turn back now. Tan Lang will tear him to pieces!"

"What a pity. A genius capable of soloing a Common-level Dungeon is going to die here today."

The surrounding Professionals instantly began discussing it among themselves. The sympathy in their eyes as they looked at Yang Yu turned into the disbelief one reserved for a madman.

None of them thought Yang Yu had any chance.

To them, this was no longer arrogance. It was pure suicide.

The expression on Leng Yuan's face also shifted from determination to astonishment in an instant.

She had never expected the calm, steady powerhouse in her mind to say something so insane.

But the astonishment on her face was quickly replaced by deep concern.

She knew this person was powerful, capable of training basic skills to such an unimaginable realm.

But...

He was facing more than a hundred well-equipped Professionals who worked together seamlessly!

Professionals were not mindless monsters!

Everyone had their own unique skills and fighting styles. A properly organized four-person team could sometimes defeat a powerful BOSS above their level.

What stood before them now was not a four-person team, but a large War Band with over a hundred members!

And by saying that, he had completely cut off every possible path of retreat.

There was absolutely no room left for reconciliation!

Leng Yuan could not help letting out a sigh in her heart.

In the end, he was still too young and hot-blooded.

On the other side, after a brief moment of shock, Tan Lang was so enraged that he began to laugh.

Even the muscles on his face twisted.

"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha! Self-defense? Kid, do you think we're playing house?"

He stopped laughing and stared at Yang Yu as though looking at a dead man.

"Good! Very good! Since you're so arrogant, I'll grant your wish and let you defend yourself for once!"

He suddenly took a step back and viciously swung his arm downward, letting out a hysterical roar.

"Everyone! Get him!"

"Blast this reckless brat into pulp!!!"

The instant the command was given, Yang Yu moved.

Instead of retreating, he stepped forward and gripped the hilt of the bloodstained longsword on his back with his right hand.

"Buzz!"

The longsword slid half an inch from its sheath, releasing a clear, ringing hum.

An invisible aura erupted explosively from his body!

Iron Will!

Bloodthirsty Battle Intent!

A thick, invisible shield enveloped his entire body. At the same time, 7% of the blood within him instantly burned, transforming into scorching power that flooded his limbs and bones!

Leng Yuan, who had retreated to the side, suddenly narrowed her eyes!

That sword!

She had seen it before!

She had seen it on that student called Yang Yu!

An absurd thought that even she could not believe flashed through her mind like lightning.

Could it be...

The person who had trained Blade Draw Slash and War Cry to the Godly Realm was that student she had taken for a foolish novice?

The mysterious powerhouse before her, wearing a Mask and radiating an overwhelming aura, slowly began to overlap in her mind with the somewhat dull-looking student from before.

No!

Impossible!

Leng Yuan shook her head forcefully, trying to throw away that insane thought.

That was merely a student who had only changed classes today! How could he have trained his skills to such a level in just a few short hours?

This had to be a coincidence! Yes, only a coincidence!

"Sister Leng Yuan, there's nothing we can do now!"

Lu Fei came to her side. Looking at the battlefield on the verge of erupting, his face was full of helplessness. "We originally wanted to help him, but he himself..."

Leng Yuan did not respond to Lu Fei. All of her attention remained locked firmly on Yang Yu in the center of the field.