I Just Couldn't Stop

"You're asking for it!" Wang Lin snarled.

His girlfriend was right there. How could he let himself look bad?

As a Strength-Type Awakener, Wang Lin had reached Bronze level a long time ago!

And he couldn't handle little Jiang Nan, a mere Black Iron?

So, gritting his teeth against the pain, he swung another punch.

"Bang!"

Jiang Nan caught it effortlessly and squeezed hard.

"Ah! Ow, ow, ow, ow!"

Wang Lin howled, his face twisted in pain.

He began to question everything!

I'm the Strength-Type Awakener here! How could I possibly be overpowered in strength?

Was this kid a Strength-Type Awakener too?

How could he be so strong? Wasn't he a Space Element user?

[Wang Lin's Resentment Points +888!]

The system's notification rang out in Jiang Nan's mind.

Jiang Nan's eyes lit up.

After merging with the system, he'd gotten a general idea of its basic functions.

The Lucky Roulette used Resentment Points to draw prizes!

One draw cost ten thousand Resentment Points!

Ten Consecutive Draws cost a hundred thousand!

He hadn't known how to get these Resentment Points just moments ago.

Now it seemed easy! He just had to make people resent him!

What kind of twisted hobby did this system have?

At that moment, Jiang Nan looked at Wang Lin differently.

He looked like a glittering Pixiu.

Still gripping Wang Lin's fist, Jiang Nan turned him over and pinned him face-down on the ground, then straddled him.

A punch to the left.

"Bang!"

"Argh!"

[Wang Lin's Resentment Points +666]

A punch to the right.

"Bang!"

"Argh!"

[Wang Lin's Resentment Points +686]

Jiang Nan's fists rained down, the "bangs" and "howls" ringing without pause. As he watched the Resentment Points keep piling up, he was overjoyed!

It was like he'd eaten Xuanmai gum—he just couldn't stop!

After a while, he still wasn't satisfied. He grabbed the little stool beside him and slammed it into Wang Lin's face.

[Wang Lin's Resentment Points +999!]

Heh? The little stool seemed to get him more points than his fists!

Before long, a crowd had gathered to watch, and quite a few people were recording short videos on their phones.

"Holy crap, that bald guy's brutal! He looks pretty young. What if he beats him to death?"

"Isn't this going too far? Look what he did to him! His face is all swollen..."

"Too far? I saw it just now. That girl flipped the kid's stall and called us lousy street vendors! Who else should he beat up?"

"Yeah, give him a good beating! We're running stalls in response to the government's call!"

Li Muyan stood there, flustered and at a loss.

Wang Lin was a Bronze Three Stars fighter, and a powerful Strength-Type Awakener at that.

How could Jiang Nan, a lowly Black Iron, beat him this badly?

Was he on some kind of stimulant?

Jiang Nan was usually such a mild-mannered guy...

"Stop hitting him! If you keep going, I'm calling the police!"

[Li Muyan's Resentment Points +888]

Jiang Nan paused with the stool in his hands and looked at Wang Lin, whose face had been battered into a pig's head.

Tears welled in his swollen face. Had he actually been beaten to tears?

"Fine, I'll stop. But you messed up this whole pile of socks. How am I supposed to sell them now? You're buying them all!"

Wang Lin was completely broken. He'd actually been thrashed by a high school student...

He asked timidly, "How much?"

"Ten yuan a pair!"

"What? Weren't they four pairs for ten yuan? Why don't you just rob me!"

Jiang Nan pursed his lips. "What do you think I'm doing?"

Wang Lin: "..."

[Wang Lin's Resentment Points +666]

There were over two hundred pairs of socks. Just like that, he'd made more than two thousand yuan!

Wang Lin didn't want to buy them, but if he didn't, he was afraid he wouldn't be leaving anytime soon...

Li Muyan hurriedly helped Wang Lin, whose face looked like a pig's head, to his feet. She glared at Jiang Nan. "The Spiritual Martial Class monthly assessment is tomorrow. Just wait until you get kicked out!"

"Starting tomorrow, you can forget about staying in the Spiritual Martial Class!"

Jiang Nan didn't hear a word she said. He even waved at them...

"Take care, and come again next time!"

[Wang Lin's Resentment Points +999!]

Come again?

Come back to get beaten up?

The crowd kept growing, and he'd already made his money. Jiang Nan didn't dare stick around any longer.

He hastily bundled up the Stall Cloth and tossed it onto the back of his bicycle. Then he folded up the little stool and tucked it under his arm.

Jiang Nan rode off on his Phoenix Brand 28-inch Bicycle.

In a good mood, he hummed a little tune.

"Riding my beloved bicycle~ I'll never get stuck in traffic~"

The chain went "clack-clack" against the wheel guard, as if accompanying him.

The monthly assessment for Jiangcheng No. 1 High School's Spiritual Martial Class was tomorrow. Jiang Nan's talent was trash.

Ever since he'd awakened his Space ability in his first year of high school and become one of the rare Spirit Warriors, he'd only managed to reach Black Iron Three Stars by his third year.

His classmates had already reached the Black Iron peak, and some had even advanced to Bronze.

If he didn't break through to Black Iron Five Stars by this assessment, he'd be kicked back into an ordinary class.

He'd no longer receive the spirit pearls the school provided for cultivation, and his strength would be stuck where it was...

Twenty years ago, Spirit Ruins gates had appeared all over the world. The spiritual energy pouring out of them had ushered Earth into an era of spiritual energy revival.

At the same time, countless spirit beasts had poured out and attacked human society.

Thanks to the revival of spiritual energy, humans had also begun awakening abilities!

After enduring the initial chaos and paying a terrible price, humanity had finally secured the peaceful era it enjoyed today.

But the awakening of abilities was bound to shake up human society, so various policies for Spirit Warriors had gradually been put in place!

Among them were the establishment of Spiritual Martial Universities in cities and provinces across the country and the creation of Spiritual Martial Classes in high schools.

Jiang Nan was lucky enough to have awakened an ability, and it was the rarest kind: a Space ability.

But he'd been given the most useless talent.

That was how this whole mess had happened!

Originally, Jiang Nan had figured that if he got kicked out, so be it. Being an ordinary person wasn't so bad.

He had working hands and feet. Even as an orphan, he could still support himself.

But this Strongest Stall System he'd obtained by chance had stirred up his ambitions.

"I hope that Marrow Cleansing Fruit really works!"

As Jiang Nan thought about it, he felt a cool sensation on his scalp...

Damn, he'd forgotten he was bald!

That stupid Strength Potion was such a rip-off.

"System, why did your description only explain what it does? Why didn't it mention the side effects?"

"Could you be any more of a rip-off?"

[Don't worry about the details!]

Jiang Nan: "Wang Defa?"

Given the system's track record, could that Marrow Cleansing Fruit have side effects too...

Why worry about it? He'd just go home and try it!

After riding for over half an hour, he arrived at a small alley on the outskirts of River City.

A barbecue stall stood at the entrance to the alley, bustling with customers. Jiang Nan's stomach growled.

The auntie carrying plates called out to him. "Xiao Nan, just finished packing up? You must be hungry! Aunt Zhou will get you a plate of fried noodles!"

Jiang Nan smiled. "No need, Aunt Zhou. I ate out earlier. Here's 2,500 for this month's rent. Sorry I'm so many days late!"

Aunt Zhou took the rent. "Aw, it's not easy for you on your own. You've got to study and run your stall, too..."

"Why'd you shave your head?"

Jiang Nan: "..."

"Hehe, I thought it'd be cooler in the summer..."

"Sure, it suits you!"

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Jiang Nan hurried home. He wanted to see if that Marrow Cleansing Spirit Fruit really worked!