Trash!

"Agh—!"

Gu Lin collapsed to the ground, his face deathly pale, his chest a bloody mess.

Dozens of severe wounds across his body wracked him with pain, sweat pouring down like rain.

Gu Lin's face was ashen as he gritted his teeth and glared at these men, wishing he could flay them alive.

"You're breaking the camp's rules by attacking me—Gu Chen will definitely avenge me!"

"Oh? Gu Chen?"

The men exchanged glances, then let out sneers, laughing wildly.

"Hah! A nobody like Gu Chen thinks he can threaten us?"

None of them took Gu Chen seriously at all.

One of them even hooked Gu Lin's body with his toe and flung him away, sending him crashing into a large tree with a heavy thud.

"Gu Chen made Lei Chao lose face in public—just wait for Lei Chao's revenge."

"After seven days in confinement, Gu Chen's dead!"

"As long as he dares leave the Warrior Camp, he's as good as dead!"

"A guy who can't even save himself, trying to threaten us? What a joke."

As fellow warriors who served alongside Lei Chao, they clearly knew him well.

That guy cared about face more than anything.

Getting publicly scolded by Instructor Deng Li because of Gu Chen? That stung worse than killing Lei Chao!

When Lei Chao's confinement ends, of course he'll come after Gu Chen!

"Cough, cough..."

Burning with rage, Gu Lin spat out several more clots of blood, slumping against the tree trunk, his face even paler.

One of the warriors glanced disdainfully at the barely breathing Gu Lin.

"Just finish him off. Don't waste time here—I don't want to go hungry for the next three days."

The leader nodded, stepped forward, and stomped on Gu Lin's head, grinding it into the dirt.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for having Gu Chen as a brother and Gu Han as a younger one."

Ever since Li Xuan died and Lei Chao swore revenge, the fate of the Gu brothers' deaths was already sealed.

But just then, a sharp sound of wind cutting through the air rang out from afar.

The man instinctively turned his head and saw a figure rapidly closing in.

"Who are you?"

Seeing the newcomer's astonishing speed, Wang Huan shuddered involuntarily.

But remembering that he had five Seventh-stage Martial Disciples on his side, Wang Huan didn't feel too wary.

"The man who'll take your life."

Gu Han didn't waste words. He flashed forward at breakneck speed, closing in on Wang Huan, and unleashed a Fierce Fist.

But Gu Lin, pinned under Wang Huan's foot, changed expression drastically. He mustered all his strength and screamed hoarsely, "Gu Han, run!"

He had been searching for Gu Han ever since leaving camp, wanting to warn him not to leave the military camp for a while.

But he never imagined he'd meet Gu Han in such a miserable state.

When Wang Huan heard the name Gu Han, he let out a vicious grin.

Gu Han?

Just a Logistics Soldier, and this arrogant?

He stamped his right foot, lunged forward, and threw a full-force punch.

Cannon Fist!

Though it was only a Low-grade Yellow Rank Martial Skill, Wang Huan was confident it would crush this Logistics Soldier!

Seeing this, Gu Lin closed his eyes in despair.

Even more despairing than when Wang Huan had gravely wounded him!

The two fists collided.

A thunderous crack, accompanied by a scream, echoed through the forest.

Gu Han's fist smashed through Wang Huan's knuckles with unstoppable force.

Amid Wang Huan's screams, his body slammed into a towering tree and slowly slid down.

At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression rapidly wilting.

The other War Soldiers were utterly terrified, staring at Gu Han as if he were a demon.

"You... aren't you a Logistics Soldier?"

"How could you shatter Wang Huan, a Seventh-tier Martial Apprentice, with one punch?"

"You're definitely not Gu Han—who are you really?"

Amid their screams, a flicker of surprise passed through Gu Han's eyes.

His strength had theoretically reached the Sixth-tier Martial Apprentice level.

But Wang Huan was a Seventh-tier Martial Apprentice; he shouldn't have been a match for him.

The reason he dared to act was his reliance on the Intermediate-level Fierce Fist.

With higher Martial Skill proficiency, fighting above one's rank wasn't impossible.

Yet Gu Han hadn't expected Wang Huan's strength to be so weak...

"Could it be that these people can't even reach the lower limit of the normal range for their rank?"

Gu Han's eyes showed a trace of bewilderment.

He had originally only hoped to injure Wang Huan with a sneak attack.

But he never imagined Wang Huan would be so fragile!

At the same time, a thought quickly formed in his mind.

That the normal range for each realm should be the range of mainstream Martial Apprentices.

People like Wang Huan could only be counted among the weakest of their rank.

Even his realm was likely just ground out over time, shaky and hollow.

As for geniuses, they might be at the very top of that range, or even surpass their current realm.

That's why those geniuses could be undefeated within their rank, or even fight above it.

Gu Han set aside this thought for now, strode forward in three quick steps, grabbed Wang Huan by the collar, and lifted him up.

"Weren't you pretty cocky just now?"

"I wonder if your strength is even half as tough as your mouth?"

Wang Huan's face paled; he knew this wasn't the time to be stubborn, and quickly begged for mercy.

"I... I was instigated by Lei Chao to attack your brother. If you want someone to blame, go after Lei Chao..."

Gu Han shook his head.

"I won't let that Lei Chao off, of course. But since you laid hands on my brother, you have to pay the price."

Wang Huan tried to plead again, but Gu Han grabbed the war blade that had fallen from Gu Lin's hand.

A flash of bright blade light passed, and Wang Huan's head hit the ground, his eyes still wide with terror.

Gulp.

The remaining War Soldiers swallowed hard, a chill shooting straight to their scalps.

No one had expected Gu Han to kill Wang Huan outright!

"We're all War Soldiers. If you kill us, the general won't let you off."

Faced with Gu Han's displayed strength, they had no confidence they could definitely take him down.

At this point, the only option was to threaten him with the Military Camp.

But Gu Han just shook his head dismissively.

"When you wanted to kill my brother Gu Lin, why didn't you think he was a War Soldier too?"

With that, Gu Han gripped the war blade and dashed swiftly toward the four.

"Damn it, do you really think you've got us cornered?"

The four exchanged glances, a ruthless glint flashing in their eyes.

They'd been stationed at this border for two years. There hadn't been a major war, but that didn't mean they were pushovers!

Seeing Gu Han so relentless, even intent on leaving them all here, they each drew their own weapons and surrounded him to strike.

The one charging at the front clashed blades with Gu Han. The sheer force made his expression shift, and his body involuntarily tried to retreat.

But Gu Han's left hand shot out, grabbing his right wrist, then suddenly squeezed.

The terrifying strength made him let out a pained howl.

Crack!

The bones in his fist were instantly crushed by Gu Han!

"These people—whether in strength or speed—are actually a notch weaker than me."

Gu Han thought to himself, "It seems my Strength might be even greater than I had imagined."

His mind raced, but his movements were in no way slow.

The long blade in his hand swept through the air, and with a sharp chii sound, the man's head flew off.

In his eyes, there was even still a look of lingering agony.