An Equipment Drop!

Actually, Qi Wu would rather have gone solo than joined a team.

But he had no choice. According to the rules,

Trainee Agents needed at least two people for every mission.

So he couldn't take missions alone.

Qi Wu opened the forum and quickly posted a notice.

[Team recruitment]

[Seeking members]

[Taking the Weasel Demon mission. My Salvation Team is recruiting one or two temporary operatives. Must follow instructions and not be thin-skinned. Guaranteed carry—Trainee Agent Qi Wu]

The moment he posted the notice, a wave of mockery greeted him.

The reason was simple.

He was a nobody whose words carried no weight.

Right now, he was nothing more than a lowly trainee.

Yet he dared to take a B-rank mission.

To many people, that was pure fantasy.

Practically a suicide mission.

Everyone on the forum wanted to mock him.

The instant Qi Wu's recruitment notice went up, the forum exploded.

[Post 1]: LMAO, a Trainee Agent taking a B-rank mission? Even if you want to die, that's not how you do it!

[Post 2]: That Demon just crushed a C-rank team last week. Is this rookie out of his mind?

[Post 3]: @everyone Come see the funniest post of the year!

Mocking replies flooded in, but Qi Wu leisurely sipped his ice-cold cola.

Qi Wu slowly set down the cola can, his gaze sweeping over the screen full of ridicule.

Suddenly, his fingertips flew across the holographic keyboard:

[OP reply]: Since everyone's so enthusiastic... how about a bet? Meet me at the training grounds in half an hour. Anyone who can touch the hem of my clothes gets 100 contribution points.

The forum fell silent for three seconds, then erupted in even fiercer mockery:

[Post 45]: Quit showing off! I'm at the peak of the Fifth-tier. I'm coming over right now to teach you a lesson!

[Post 46]: Are trainees all this cocky nowadays? Let your big sister teach you how harsh the real world is!

Some recognized Qi Wu's username and knew he was the newly recruited operative who had placed first in the test, so they posted reminders on the forum.

[Post 57]: Wait... that username looks familiar. Isn't he the freak who recently broke the rookie testing record?

[Post 58]: Holy shit, it really is him! The monster who beat the instructor. Even our captain called him a once-in-a-decade genius!

[Post 59]: I heard Wolf Team even made an exception and gave him captain privileges.

[Post 60]: Yeah, right. Maybe he's got connections and the instructor lost to him on purpose.

Watching the comments grow increasingly polarized, Qi Wu's lips curled into an amused smile.

Psychics were proud and unruly.

Even though he had performed brilliantly in the rookie test,

plenty of people still refused to accept him.

Especially the veterans.

It looked like he had no choice but to establish his authority.

Qi Wu tagged the person in post 45 who claimed to be at the peak of the Fifth-tier.

[OP reply]: Peak Fifth-tier? I'll be waiting at the training grounds. Don't keep me waiting too long.

The moment the message went up, the forum erupted.

[Post 61]: Holy shit! He called him out for a fight by name!

[Post 62]: @Post45 "Deliberate Heavy Punch" Get out here! Don't chicken out!

[Post 63]: LMAO, now we've got a show. "Deliberate Heavy Punch" is notorious for his temper.

[Post 64, "Deliberate Heavy Punch"]: Kid, I'm waiting downstairs!

The user named Deliberate Heavy Punch seemed quite famous on the forum.

His tone was pretty arrogant, too.

He would be the perfect person to make an example of.

Qi Wu casually crushed the cola can, tossed it neatly into the distant trash can, then stood and stretched.

He headed out.

The training grounds soon filled with people. Some had come for the show, some to mock him, and a handful were genuinely interested in him.

The burly man who claimed to be at the peak of the Fifth-tier jumped into the ring first. Folding his muscular arms across his chest, he sneered:

"Kid, there's still time to surrender. I'll forget about the 100 contribution points. Just get on your knees and say, 'Boss, I was wrong.'"

The burly man swept back his dyed-blond bangs, his tone dripping with arrogance.

His words immediately sent the spectators into fits of laughter.

If Qi Wu didn't give him a sound beating,

he really might become the laughingstock of the branch.

Amid the crowd stood a splash of fiery red, without a trace of amusement.

A woman in a red combat suit was studying Qi Wu intently.

She was stunningly beautiful, with a particularly striking vermilion mark between her brows.

She was Feng Yuyao.

She had just finished training and left the training room when she saw Qi Wu facing off against this burly man.

It looked like they were about to have a duel or something.

Feng Yuyao considered Qi Wu her rival and took a keen interest in everything about him.

So, after discovering Qi Wu here,

she naturally joined the crowd of spectators.

In all honesty, she didn't think Qi Wu would lose.

She knew how powerful Qi Wu was.

Besides, she didn't want Qi Wu to lose.

Because I'm the only one who gets to defeat Qi Wu.

That was what Feng Yuyao thought.

Her gaze pierced the noisy crowd, fixed firmly on Qi Wu.

Just then, she sensed another unusual gaze resting on Qi Wu from nearby.

Feng Yuyao glanced over from the corner of her eye.

An elegant, breathtakingly beautiful woman stood there.

Who is she?

Does Qi Wu know someone else at the bureau?

Feng Yuyao couldn't help clicking her tongue.

Deep down, she felt a faint pang of discomfort.

At the training grounds, the two men stood poised for battle.

Faced with the crowd's laughter, Qi Wu remained calm and confident.

He strolled into the ring, his hands tucked into his hoodie pockets:

"You're Deliberate Heavy Punch?"

"That's me!" The blond-haired brute stomped hard enough to shake the ring floor.

"Kid, I hear that defensive ability of yours is impressive. Let me see it for myself today!"

The defensive ability the burly man mentioned was probably his Limitless.

It seemed the man wasn't entirely a brute. He had investigated Qi Wu's abilities beforehand.

Since the man wanted him to use Limitless, Qi Wu chuckled:

"Sure. You go first."

The moment Qi Wu finished speaking, Deliberate Heavy Punch unleashed an astonishing aura, his right fist instantly blazing with a dazzling red light:

"Mountain-Breaking Form! Break!!"

Boom!

A savage blast of wind from his punch swept across the training grounds, forcing the spectators to retreat.

Yet Qi Wu stood exactly where he was, utterly unmoved.

Sure enough, the burly man's fist stopped in front of Qi Wu.

It was as though it had struck an invisible wall.

"That's it?"

Qi Wu yawned.

Deliberate Heavy Punch's face flushed red as he unleashed dozens of punches in succession.

Each blow packed enough power to split mountains and shatter stone, yet none could break through Qi Wu's defense.

"What kind of skill is hiding in a turtle shell?"

Deliberate Heavy Punch roared, "Fight me fair and square if you've got the guts!"

Qi Wu raised an eyebrow. "As you wish."

As soon as he spoke, he deactivated Limitless.

Overjoyed, Deliberate Heavy Punch immediately threw a straight punch with all his strength.

But the next second, Qi Wu suddenly vanished.

Before Deliberate Heavy Punch could react, he felt a chill across his face.

In an instant, Qi Wu appeared beside him and threw a punch at his face.

Whoosh!

The fierce wind from the punch lashed the burly man's face.

Cold sweat instantly poured down his body.

He hadn't expected Qi Wu's ability to be so powerful,

or his hand-to-hand combat skills to be just as monstrous!

If that punch had landed squarely on his face, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

At that thought, the blond-haired brute swallowed hard, terrified.

Whoosh!

Come to think of it,

why did

his head feel so chilly?

Deliberate Heavy Punch reached up and ran a hand over his head.

Smooth and cold.

His pupils abruptly contracted. Realizing something was wrong, he widened his eyes and bellowed:

"Holy shit! Where's my wig?!"