Getting Stronger By Fighting-Chapter 533 - 531: The Despicable Original Organization_1

Wang Zhan sneered, "That's what you asked for!" As his words fell—

"Fatal One Slash!"

Instant kill!

The King-level beasts all departed this world in astonishment. Seeing them thoroughly dead, Wang Zhan retracted his aura and headed towards Lan State City.

Without their leader, the beasts were like tigers without teeth. Wu Fan was already cleaning up the battlefield.

Wang Zhan surveyed his surroundings. The complications of war were horrifying; the ground was stained red with Fresh Blood. This was a world where the strong reigned supreme, a social hierarchy dictated by the survival of the fittest. Without strength, one was destined to be trampled underfoot.

"Senior, what are your instructions?" Wu Fan asked. Upon seeing Wang Zhan return alone, Wu Fan believed that Wang Zhan must have hidden his true strength to dispatch four King-level demonic beasts so quickly.

Seeing Wu Fan, the governor of an entire state, being so polite to him, Wang Zhan shook his head internally.

"I need a car!"

He wanted to return to Chu State as soon as possible. Wu Fan immediately dispatched someone to find Wang Zhan a car.

"Senior, may I ask which family you are affiliated with?" Wu Fan asked carefully, believing in his heart that Wang Zhan was from one of the grand noble families or a hidden lineage.

"I stand alone, without a family. However, I do have a more powerful master."

Wang Zhan's words were clear: I'm already this powerful, and I have an even more formidable master. Stop trying to curry favor; you're out of your league.

As expected, upon hearing this, Wu Fan stepped back and dared not say anything more. Soon, a car was brought for Wang Zhan.

After bidding farewell to Wu Fan, Wang Zhan and Three Seven drove towards Chu State.

"Master, why do you lie to people all the time?" Three Seven asked from the car.

"What do you know, kid! This is what I call a white lie!" Wang Zhan shot Three Seven a disapproving look.

He worried about the changes in Chu State and what secrets the Chu State Martial Arts Academy might be harboring.

Wang Zhan accelerated, pushing the car's speed. He stopped the car when they were still ten kilometers from Chu State. After surveying the area with his mental energy, he mumbled, "This is troublesome!"

Three Seven heard Wang Zhan's murmur. "Master, what's wrong?"

Wang Zhan rapped Three Seven on the head. "Don't interrupt my train of thought!"

Three Seven looked at Wang Zhan with a wronged expression.

Wang Zhan could sense several auras surpassing the Martial Emperor level, not only from the Human Race but also from the Beast Clan. At this moment, Chu State City was heavily guarded; over half of Earth's Federation powerhouses were gathered here. The peak martial forces of Earth's beasts were also concentrated in this location. Wang Zhan didn't quite understand why Chu State had been chosen as the site for the decisive battle. Both sides were armed and ready, exuding an air of desperate resolve.

The leader beast stared intently at the battlefield. Wang Zhan couldn't enter Chu State City, so he simply hid.

Within the Chu State Martial Arts Academy, Elder Qin of the Qín Family, a Federation council member, and an old man with graying temples named Zhang Sheng, sat together discussing something. Zhang Sheng, the man with graying hair, was the current Dean of the Chu State Martial Arts Academy and possessed the strength of a Martial Saint. The Federation had specifically arranged for Zhang Sheng to preside here.

"How's the seal?" Elder Qin asked solemnly.

The Federation council member also turned his gaze to Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng shook his head. "It will break within the next two days, unless we can enlist a Human Peak."

Such experts were all on the Star War Battlefield and had an agreement with the Beast Clan: Human Peak experts were absolutely forbidden from taking action on Earth. Otherwise, the agreement would be torn apart, and the Beast Clan would, at all costs, retaliate against the Human Race on the Star War Battlefield.

"What do we do now? Where can we find another Martial Saint-level powerhouse?" Elder Qin sighed deeply after speaking. The patriarchs of these noble families are all experts at hiding themselves away. They won't emerge unless their family is facing annihilation.

Suddenly, Elder Qin's eyes lit up; he had thought of someone, and a slight curve touched his lips.

Seeing Elder Qin actually smiling at a time like this, Zhang Sheng felt somewhat displeased. "Old man, what do you mean by smiling at a time like this?"

Elder Qin gave a mysterious smile. "I've thought of someone. There might still be a sliver of hope."

Zhang Sheng pressed, "Who?"

Elder Qin chuckled, not daring to sound too confident. "Let's prepare for the worst. I'm not entirely sure he'll show up."

「At the same time, a piece of news exploded in the Federation's media circles.」

"A mysterious youth single-handedly intercepted the beasts outside Yu State City, leading the people of Yu State to completely annihilate them."

"Yesterday, the mysterious youth fought five King-level beasts alone beneath the walls of Lan State City and managed to slay them all, single-handedly saving two cities."

For a time, all major newspapers in the Federation were flooded with reports about the mysterious young man. Someone even leaked a photo of him walking with Three Seven. Instantly, people across the Federation were searching for a child and a mysterious youth. The major noble families of the Federation all began to speculate: who could this young man be? His Talent was clearly not inferior to Wang Zhan's. The so-called geniuses of the Federation had just barely stepped out from under Wang Zhan's shadow, and now another mysterious youth had appeared. These so-called 'genius' labels might as well not exist.

When Wang Zhan learned of this, he was quite frustrated. I was already being extremely cautious, even refraining from using my martial arts, yet I still got exposed.

From the darkness, Wang Zhan watched Chu State City, feeling an unshakeable sense of unease, though he couldn't pinpoint its source.

Wait!

An undercurrent surged. Both the Human Race and the Beast Clan were waiting for that final moment. The entire Federation was savoring this last period of tranquility, no one knowing when danger would strike. Wang Zhan saw many familiar faces on the city wall of Chu State City. He longed to greet them but dared not.

Wang Zhan decided to be the oriole stalking from behind.

「The next day, in the afternoon.」

The sky suddenly erupted with violent winds, lightning flashed, and thunder roared, making Chu State City seem like a lone boat tossed in a raging storm. Hidden in the darkness, Wang Zhan sensed that some great terror was about to be unleashed.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The entire Beast Clan mobilized. They had remained dormant for too long, so long that it seemed the Human Race had forgotten their savage, bloodthirsty nature. Hundreds of soldier-level beasts, dozens of General-level beasts, and three Stellar-level beasts advanced, followed by countless lower-level beasts.

The guards on the city wall looked at this horde of beasts, their hearts filled with a do-or-die resolve. We will not let them breach the city wall! We will not let them slaughter the ordinary people behind us!

Within the Chu State Martial Arts Academy, Zhang Sheng and Elder Qin looked towards a secret courtyard behind them, from which roars intermittently echoed from underground. Their tightly furrowed brows showed no sign of easing.

"Let's go. We can't stop it. All we can do is try our best to contain him," Elder Qin said, his earlier demeanor gone, replaced by a profound solemnity.

The two of them appeared in a flash on top of the city wall, where the Federation council member, a powerhouse in his own right, had been waiting for some time.

On the human side stood three Martial Saints, dozens of Martial Emperors, and hundreds of Martial Kings, augmented by the city guard and students from the Federation's four major academies. The two sides faced each other, their strengths nearly equal. The only variable was the beast that was about to break its seal.

"Kill!" someone roared. Zhang Sheng, Elder Qin, and the Federation council member soared into the sky, each finding an opponent and charging upwards to prevent the shockwaves of their battle from harming ordinary people.

Wang Zhan noticed that with the three powerhouses gone, command of Chu State City fell to the deans of the four major academies. Those familiar faces again. How many of them will survive this battle? Wang Zhan wondered.

The drums of war thundered as the Beast Clan began their assault on the city. This was different from the Beast Nest; the true strength of Earth's beasts was concentrated here. Countless low-level beasts were used as cannon fodder. The Federation's artillery roared deafeningly, their muzzles spitting fire, reaping lives. Fighter jets, however, held no advantage against the avian beasts, and lives were constantly being lost.

People were constantly departing this world. As Wang Zhan witnessed lives extinguished one by one, familiar faces bidding him a final farewell, an unbearable urge surged within him. A wave of sadness washed over his heart!

From the sky, the CRACKLE and BANG of explosions could be heard intermittently; it was clear no victor would emerge anytime soon.

Wang Zhan spotted Song Dongming and Huang Pufeng, a look of relief appearing on his face. Huang Pufeng, with his Level 8 Martial General strength, single-handedly fought two King-level beasts without being at a disadvantage. He unleashed a full-power saber strike, feinting towards the King-level beast on his left, then spun and slashed the King-level demonic beast that had advanced on his right. For so many years, while the Human Race was clearly powerful, the beasts' intelligence was precisely their shortcoming, allowing the Human Race to seize this opportunity to rise. Song Dongming, now recovered from his severe injuries and also a Level 8 Martial General, fought the beasts with a ferocity that rivaled Huang Pufeng's.

Yet, the inherent traits of the beasts still ruthlessly suppressed humans by an entire level. Many humans, even as they faced death, cried out: "The Human Race will never be enslaved!"

At this already critical juncture, Wang Zhan saw a sudden betrayal on the city wall. Hundreds of soldiers turned their weapons on their comrades beside them.

Damn it! It's the original organization again, and they've become so brazen! Hidden in the darkness, Wang Zhan clenched his fists. To not die on the battlefield, not die in a charge, but to be killed by one's own people... Seeing their expressions, eyes wide with disbelief even in death, tore at Wang Zhan's heart.

Fortunately, the deans of the four major academies personally intervened, forcefully suppressing these turncoats. This sudden upheaval, however, allowed a portion of the beasts to surge onto the city wall.

The top of the city wall descended into a melee, where the beasts held a distinct advantage. A single punch or claw swipe from a beast could send a human flying. Humans lacking sufficient strength couldn't even leave a scratch on them. One after another, humans charged forward, stepping over the bodies of their fallen comrades, paying a terrible price in blood to barely drive the beasts back off the wall.

But it wasn't over. The beasts' aerial forces also reached the top of the city wall. When fighter jets proved insufficient, long spears were brought to bear. Soldiers charged forward, trading their lives, determined to tear a piece of flesh from the beasts even in death.

What true devastation! Even when their bodies were mangled and bloody, they didn't forget to strike back at the enemy. They didn't forget their mission, even unto death. The ground was dyed red with Fresh Blood, corpses piled as high as mountains. The original organization's betrayal had inflicted a grievous wound upon the Human Race. Born of the same root, why rush to fry each other?

The deans of the four major academies, men accustomed to life and death, clenched their fists as they witnessed the scene, yearning to fly beyond the city walls and fight the beasts to the death. But their orders were to provide support from the city wall; on the battlefield, no one could disobey orders without cause. At that moment, the original organization was marked for death by the four academies.

Wang Zhan sensed intense energy fluctuations emanating from the Chu State Martial Arts Academy, and his inner turmoil grew stronger. He stealthily entered by air from the edge of the city wall. The soldiers on the city wall merely sensed an energy fluctuation pass over their heads.