Marvel Superheroes in China

A 'click' sound.

The boy band's lead vocalist, Park Chanyeol, looked down, his face deathly pale, and saw that he was standing on a pool of blood. The ground beneath his foot felt hard; it seemed there was a piece of bone.

"what!"

The effeminate lead singer screamed, only to feel a chill run down his spine. Tears instantly streamed down his face.

Park Chanyeol exclaimed in horror, "What...what is all this?"

"No, I'm going to the United Nations to sue China. I'll go bankrupt to sue China for inhumanity. How could they hold such a cruel competition and even coerce me into singing... I, I'm going to sue China, sob sob sob, damn Chinese people."

With the music playing, no one could hear what he was saying.

Soon, the singing began.

Amidst bursts of energetic drumbeats, various rap songs with vibrato resounded throughout the venue.

As soon as the song started, the entire audience erupted in cheers.

Some of the younger audience members were quite excited, especially some of the teenage girls, who screamed and shouted:

Park Chanyeol!

Wow, Oppa!

"Oppa, I love you."

"Xianyang is really generous. Wow, they even managed to invite them. It must take a lot of influence to invite my oppa here."

"Wow, Oppa has condescended to come to China. Oppa never comes to China."

"..."

The young girls screamed wildly.

The men in the arena, and all the martial artists, frowned.

What kind of rubbish is this?

All the internal energy experts in the audience immediately stood up, and several of them, some with fiery tempers, even pointed at the stage and cursed loudly with red faces and thick necks:

"What kind of crap is that?"

"We're martial artists, who the hell wants to listen to this gibberish? I'm about to swear!"

"Did that Korean guy just insult me? He actually pointed at me."

"It's so noisy, can't anyone concentrate on watching the game? Screw you."

"Who the hell brought these people here? Are they singing or speaking gibberish? I don't understand a word, get out of here."

"..."

Those who practice internal strength martial arts are generally quite cultured.

But the ordinary martial artists sitting in the audience didn't care about any of that. Suddenly, countless beer bottles and other debris appeared from all directions and were smashed onto the arena.

Qin Wu frowned slightly, wondering if he was out of touch, completely unable to appreciate the music of these young people. It was all so noisy; he couldn't understand a single word they were saying.

Guan Yang, known for his fiery temper, immediately grabbed a spiked club and stepped onto the stage. The music stopped, and the boy band members all stopped, staring in astonishment at Guan Yang waving his club.

"Get the hell out of here, all of you!"

Guan Yang roared as soon as he stepped onto the stage, seething with anger. "Damn it," he thought, "this is my turn to perform. They've hired some foreign actors to sing this awful, incomprehensible crap. Who do they think they are?"

Park Chanyeol from the boy band was already quite annoyed, and when he saw someone rudely causing trouble at this moment, he immediately said in English, "What's wrong with you? Don't you have any manners...?"

Guan Yang couldn't understand, but he could tell that the person was criticizing him. Clearly, Guan Yang had misunderstood that the person was scolding him.

He immediately brought down the spiked club.

"roll!"

With a loud 'clang,' the spiked club pierced through Park Chanyeol, instantly exploding into a cloud of blood mist. The club continued its trajectory, crashing to the ground and creating a massive crater in the marble arena. All the other boy band members were thrown to the ground, staring in utter terror at Guan Yang...

After a moment of stunned silence, everyone cried and ran off the stage.

This... is real murder.

What kind of power is this?

A spiked club came over and actually knocked the person out of the game?

A cloud of blood mist was released, leaving not even a corpse behind?

Previously, everyone had only seen martial artists fight each other, and while they found it impressive, there wasn't much of a clear comparison or point of reference. But this time, Guan Yang casually smashed Park Chanyeol into a cloud of blood mist with a single blow, leaving everyone stunned.

Are martial artists really that powerful?

Ordinary people... are as weak as ants!

Most importantly, Guan Yang killed someone!

He actually killed someone!

Inside the private room, Chen Baima frowned, a shadow crossing his face: "Who is he?"

Wu Huida quickly replied, "Guan Yang, the number one warrior of Zibai Mountain."

Chen Baima sneered: "What audacity! Slaughtering ordinary people in front of 400,000 people. If the people I called to liven things up don't want to listen, just kick them off. Why kill them? This man has a bloodthirsty nature."

Wu Huida pondered for a moment and asked, "Then?"

Chen Baima waved his hand impatiently: "Tell Qin Wu to go up and beat him to death."

"Ah? Qin Wu... Qin Wu's bones and muscles are throbbing..."

Chen Baima glared at him: "So what if your bones are resonating? Didn't he make you vomit blood with a 2.2 punch before? If he can make you vomit blood, how can he not kill Guan Yang? Go, tell him to hurry up and kill that bastard. I can't stand people like that who are so bloodthirsty. They'll kill someone if someone glares at them. I can't stand people like that who think they can do whatever they want just because they have some skills."

"Yes……"

Just then, Qin Wu's ears twitched, and he suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ear.

Wu Huida!

hiss--

Sound transmission technique?

Qin Wu was startled. Wu Hui Da actually knew the art of telepathy?

Having just heard what was said, Guan Yang angrily pointed his spiked club at Qin Wu on the arena and shouted, "Qin Wu, come up here and die!"

"...".

Chapter 107: No Weapons

Qin Wu, come up here and face your death!

These words, transmitted without any microphone or sound system, were entirely amplified by Guan Yang's true energy. They resounded throughout the entire venue, creating a thunderous roar.

Those in close proximity turned pale and covered their ears. Some even had blood seeping from their eardrums.

A master of internal energy could silence the entire arena with a single shout. With just one shout, he made himself known to four hundred thousand people.

Moments later, the arena was filled with discussion, and everyone was excited.

"Qin Wu is finished."

"Guan Yang is so amazing! He scared me half to death when he spoke."

"Is this what a master of internal energy is like?"

"I heard that even among those with internal strength, Guan Yang is considered a strong person in the upper-middle range."

"Qin Wu is definitely no match for Guan Yang, right?"

"Definitely not."

"Although Qin Wu is ranked first on the Xuanhuang List, he is only capable of having his muscles and bones resonate."

"We've seen quite a few major competitions these past few days. We've all witnessed the strength of martial artists whose bones and muscles resonate together. Although it's abnormal, it's far from reaching the level of immortals. But look at the battle between Zhang Hongbing and Fang Qiang just now. They were so powerful that you couldn't even see them anymore. A streak of light descended and the arena was actually cut in half. That's already the power of immortals."

"Yes, the difference between a person with resonant muscles and bones and a person with strong internal energy is like heaven and earth. If Qin Wu can beat Guan Yang, I'll eat shit upside down."

"Sigh, I still quite like Qin Wu. Mainly, I like Qin Wu's eldest disciple, Li Qiushui... If he were to die here like this, I would be very sad."

"..."

Meanwhile, on Mount Chun.

All the disciples of Xingyi Sect sat around the television, their eyes glued to the live broadcast. They watched Guan Yang shouting and the commentary from martial arts practitioners constantly coming through the screen.

Everyone turned deathly pale.

Yesterday was a battle where everyone's muscles and bones roared. They had been waiting all day, eager to see how their master would fight against all the heroes.

But after waiting all day, they still hadn't seen Qin Wu. They had only seen news reports recently that Qin Wu was going to participate in the Inner Strength Group. They didn't believe it.

And until today, they finally believed it. Until the moment they saw Qin Wu, until Guan Yang called out Qin Wu's name, they finally realized that he was their master.

Qin Wu, at the Qi and Bone Harmony Realm, is actually aiming to leapfrog into the Inner Strength Group. He disdains competing with those weaker than himself; he only seeks to constantly hone his skills and rise above the strong. He wants to stand out among the even stronger!

He's going to skip levels like this!

Natasha covered her mouth, her eyes wide with surprise: "Little brother..."