All thanks to an anonymous elixir.
Wang Zhan, now possessing strength and mental energy immeasurably greater than before, instantly saw his opponent's seemingly ordinary yet unnatural nose.
Their fate was singular: death. So why not die now? With this thought, he didn't pause. After crushing the man's hand, he dragged him to his side and gave him a light slap.
CRACK! With that sound, Wang Zhan shattered all the man's bones. He collapsed like a heap of boneless flesh, blood foaming from his mouth, dying with his eyes wide open.
'Power +34'
'Agility +28'
'Physique +30'
The System's long-awaited prompt once again appeared before Wang Zhan.
He calls you trash and you still don't believe it. Despite his current, seemingly overwhelming power, Wang Zhan still preferred the attribute points from the System. Only those were real; external power was just that—external, an ephemeral castle in the air. The System, however, faithfully recorded Wang Zhan's true, unembellished strength.
