I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1474 - 1478: One Punch and You’ll Die

"Who are you?" The pock-marked face shifted his gaze to Zhang Menglong, "This shouldn't be your subordinate, right? Is he a newcomer you brought?"

Katur was still figuring out how to reply when Zhang Menglong stepped forward willingly, "Yes, I've just come from the area managed by Lord Katur into the Main World. Who do you think you are, daring to speak to my lord like that?"

"You... hahaha..." The pock-marked face named Misai, after hearing Zhang Menglong's words, not only didn't get angry but even started laughing.

He sized up Zhang Menglong thoroughly and then laughed even more presumptuously, "Not only are you not a perfect Life Form, but your life level is hundreds of miles worse than most newcomers. Katur, you wouldn't want to bring someone like this to see your Lord Okie, would you? Or are the ones under your management the elites already? Seems like your nurturing capabilities aren't too great!"

Earlier, on the way, Katur had introduced Zhang Menglong to their management style of those testing arenas.

Take the teleportation array Zhang Menglong had just arrived at; it's a unified exit for countless worlds. These places are uniformly managed by Okie; they set tests there, controlling the method and difficulty. Katur's position is somewhat akin to the Administrator of the Nine-story Tower.

Initially, there was not much difference between these worlds, but because of different nurturing methods, the life forms born after development over the years have varying qualities. In fact, even if Katur's managed area has relatively worse quality, there hasn't been a perfect Life Form here for a long time.

"Ah, sorry, I'm the lousiest among Lord Katur's batch, but our lord thinks that taking me to see the Legion Commander is sufficient. After all, other legions are too lousy; he's afraid bringing people too powerful might hurt your pride."

Katur was holding back his laughter at the side.

Although he didn't know why Zhang Menglong suddenly stepped in to speak for him, looking at Misai's face now, as if he had eaten crap, he was very pleased. So much so that the beating Zhang Menglong gave him earlier vanished into thin air.

Previously, relying on his subordinates, Misai would strut around, humiliating others; Katur himself wasn't spared but couldn't compete, so he could only endure.

But this time, with Zhang Menglong stepping in, something brilliant was about to unfold.

In the Sun Palace, slaughter among oneself is forbidden, but direct competition among newcomers is allowed, used as an incentive measure to cultivate better Lower Realm warriors. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

However, the expression of Sivler beside Katur was unpleasant. He was curious earlier why Katur would bring a newcomer with the lowest life level, practically invisible, and why Katur allowed this newcomer to act recklessly without stopping him; given Misai's personality, he isn't known for being patient.

"Is that so?" Misai's expression did indeed change. He faced Zhang Menglong's words with a clownish mindset but now seemed more serious.

Bringing someone not even half-perfect to dare go against him wasn't just a snub; it was outright mocking him.

"Katur, your guy seems very confident," Misai said, "There are a few geniuses in my batch too; why not have my geniuses see how capable your genius really is?"

"This..." Katur dared not decide casually for Zhang Menglong, causing some embarrassment.

"What? Your genius dare not accept the challenge?" Seeing Katur's embarrassed expression, Misai knew he was just pretending.

"Alright then," Zhang Menglong took the initiative to say, "Although I'm quite useless, our Lord Katur said the worst of us could easily handle your guys, just hoping Lord Misai wouldn't take it to heart; if you get depressed, you can come to me, I'll offer you psychological counseling."

"Enough with the nonsense," Misai was already infuriated, "Who among you will crush this ignorant brat for me?"

"Lord, I shall." A golden man with a blue crystal stone on his forehead stepped forward, seeing this as a chance to shine in front of his leader; he couldn't miss it.

Zhang Menglong glanced at those few; they looked almost identical, the only difference being the gemstone on their foreheads, likely indicating different power attributes.

"Just one?" Zhang Menglong tilted his head, "I'm afraid one isn't enough for me to punch; how about you seven, like the Calabash Brothers, come together?"

"A low-level creature like you hardly needs us all seven," the golden man clenched his fist, "Lord Misai, killing him shouldn't cause you trouble, right?"

"Katur, you wouldn't mind a sparring session among subordinates, would you?"

"Of course not," Katur laughed, knowing if it came to a fight, his guys wouldn't withstand even one hit from Zhang Menglong!

They directly moved to the exterior plaza, made with an alloy capable of withstanding the full-force attacks from ordinary Level Two perfect Life Forms.

This sudden confrontation immediately attracted numerous newcomers' attention.

"Isn't that Misai's seven-member group? They're bullying people again?"

"How is the opponent only a guy not even half-perfect? Isn't this courting death?"

"Seems like it's someone of Lord Katur's; he and that guy have never gotten along well. This time, Lord Katur might suffer humiliation again."

"This'll be over in one move, right?"

"There's not much to see; what's so interesting, adults bullying kids?"

No one had the slightest hope for Zhang Menglong; the apparent power gap was too vast. Even miracles likely wouldn't help, right?

"I'll let you make the first move," the golden man opened his arms, "Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to strike."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Menglong blinked, "I'm afraid you'll die with one punch."

"If you have that ability, then dying would be my fault." The golden man laughed. Their ability tied to the gemstones on their foreheads, his power being to weaken all external attacks.

Even Level One perfect Life Forms could have their damage reduced by half or even two-thirds; in his eyes, someone like Zhang Menglong couldn't even break his defense.

"Alright then, I'll be impolite," Zhang Menglong summoned the Power Stone, his aura instantly becoming extremely sharp.

The golden man's pupils expanded several times, feeling for a moment he might die!

The gemstone on his forehead emitted green light, with rune-like patterns appearing on his golden skin's surface.

"Think tattoos make you special?" Zhang Menglong's fist glowed with purple light, fiercely hitting the golden man's crossed arms in front of his chest.

"Boom!" He flew out like a missile, his arms shattering even before Zhang Menglong made contact.

Clap, clap, clap!

Zhang Menglong dusted off his hands, "I told you, he couldn't withstand even one punch!"