Hearing the old man's praise, William remained silent. His thoughts were still on how Lein, the leader of the World Market Trade alliance, had grown so powerful and amassed such an absurd number of contribution points.
The explosions in the distance had stopped. A figure in a long robe floated, observing the blast area beneath his feet. In just two seconds, the figure's gaze turned directly toward William Anderson and the old man Harisson beside him.
William and the old man Harisson knelt on the ground. Fresh blood spilled from their mouths.
"Damn... this hurts!" William groaned in pain.
The old man Harisson was in a similar state, unable to think, staring blankly at the ground.
Fortunately, William noticed that the figure observing them was facing another figure. They appeared to be on opposing sides. Without hesitation, William and Harisson activated their skills and began to fight.
"Sir... we need to return. My strength has been halved for the next hour," said old man Harisson with a sour face. Just being stared at by that figure had halved their attributes.
"Yes, you're right, Sir Harisson."
Without further thought, William and Harisson vanished instantly, using their direct teleportation charms.
On a large island, fierce battles were raging. Every individual on the island was killing and attacking each other, unleashing their most destructive skills and abilities.
In one area, a muscular man fought alongside a large white bear, engaging in a bare-knuckle battle with a bald physical cultivator whose martial arts skills were equally formidable.
With swift movements, the he swung his massive fist at the Enemy. His power-packed punch tore through the air, creating a shockwave that blasted forward. The bald cultivator dodged nimbly, flipping in the air and landing perfectly.
With a hint of seriousness on his face, he countered with a spinning kick to the muscular man's abdomen, but the muscular man blocked it without injury, merely pushed back a few steps.
The large white bear then roared, a sound that rattled bones. With unexpected speed for such a massive creature, it charged at the bald cultivator, its sharp claws ready to slash.
The bald cultivator braced himself, using both hands to block the bear's claws. A pure strength battle ensued between them, each pushing with all their might. The ground around them cracked and shattered, displaying the immense power being unleashed.
"Bernie, Combo!" yelled the muscular man.
As if understanding his command, the bear backed away from the cultivator and returned to the muscular man.
"Double Style," the muscular man said softly. Immediately after, the large bear vanished.
The muscular man let out a terrifying scream, as if possessed by the spirit of the bear. His body was engulfed in a white aura, the emanating power growing stronger.
"Prepare yourself..."
In an instant, the muscular man had already launched himself, driving his fist straight at the bald cultivator's chest.
The bald cultivator tried to block with his crossed arms, but he was sent flying back ten meters.
A cracking sound was heard. Sure enough, he found himself unable to move his arms.
The cultivator didn't panic; a green aura enveloped his arms. Shortly after, his previously broken arms became firm, and he could move them freely again.
However, before he could reassess his surroundings, the muscular man in the white aura was already upon him. Powerful punches rained down quickly. With no other choice, the cultivator could only fight back with his own martial arts punching skills.
A quick punch from the right was gently deflected away from his body. Another punch emerged from below, aiming at his stomach, but was blocked with a slight push to the side. The bald cultivator increased his focus to the maximum level as he faced hundreds of punches launched by the muscular man.
At this moment, a powerful kick came from the right.
The bald cultivator bent his body backward as if he had no spine. His movement was smooth and flexible, allowing him to evade the powerful incoming kick. Quickly, the his body straightened, and he continued blocking all incoming punches.
The muscular man was quite surprised to see the cultivator in front of him keeping up with his speed and boxing skills. He then gave a thin smile, immediately directing a straightforward punch aimed right at the bald cultivator chest.
Seeing the direct attack coming at him, the bald cultivator prepared to block and launch a counterattack.
The punch aimed at his chest was blocked. Then he immediately pushed back with his feet.
"Shit... no" He shouted in shock.
He saw a white, furry hand emerging from the stomach of the muscular man, with sharp claws on the white hand aiming directly at the cultivator's stomach, tearing into it forcefully.
His terrifying scream was filled with pain. He could not retreat at this moment, his stomach already pierced by the sharp claws of the suddenly appeared bear's hand.
"Ghihhh... Got you," said the muscular man with a wide smile.
His strong hand immediately gripped the bald cultivator neck. Then his right hand delivered a powerful punch directly at the bald cultivator's face.
The cultivator's head shattered, leaving only a body still hanging in the muscular man's grasp.
"Damn... this guy is savage. Run!" said another cultivator not far from the fight between the muscular man and the bald cultivator.
"Devil... this guy is ruthless," shouted a female Beast Master, running away with her summoned spider.
Everyone who had been fighting around the muscular man fled without exception. His brutal and sadistic fighting style terrified them; none of them wanted to end up like the bald cultivator.
"Heh, where did everyone go?"
The muscular man asked his beloved white bear, who had now reappeared. He looked around with a blank expression as if he had done nothing wrong. The white bear couldn't speak and just stared at the muscular man while licking its claws.
The sound of a system notification rang in the muscular man's ear. He opened the system interface panel and found a priority message sent by his subordinate.
- (Yelena) Mr. President, Mr. Lein's contribution points have increased from 11 million to 13 million.
The muscular man read the message with a relaxed expression. He nodded and replied, "Noted."
He then checked the leaderboard. Sure enough, the contribution points of the top rank, which were previously 11 million, had now risen to 13 million.
"Hahaha... This Indonesian guy is tough. I must pay him a visit when I return," said the muscular man.
He then looked at the big bear in front of him, leaping high and landing smoothly on the white bear's back. The white bear didn't mind. After the muscular man mounted it, the bear leisurely walked toward another battlefield.