Summary: I was reborn, carrying the strongest swordsman account from the game "God Venerate," but the scenario of easily dominating another world did not happen. After all, what does the ga...
However, Wu Yu didn't intend to meddle in other people's business; he had no right to interfere in other people's lives.
"Hey Jerry, you actually dared to come over here?"
The group of kids clearly saw Jerry too, and they stopped what they were doing and surrounded him. One of them, who looked like their leader, immediately started to provoke him.
“Nonsense, Ali, you can’t beat me, why shouldn’t I dare to come?” Jerry retorted, not to be outdone.
Even though he only had three companions with him, putting him at a disadvantage in numbers, Jerry wasn't afraid at all.
"Boss, this kid's really arrogant. How about we all gang up on him and beat him up first?" One of the henchmen immediately jumped out to support Ali.
But Ali waved his hand and calmly said, "We agreed to a one-on-one fight. I don't want anyone to say that I won unfairly. Besides, I'm not the same person I used to be. Jerry, today I will turn the tide between us."
"You? Do you want me to give you a handicap?" Jerry said dismissively.
It wasn't that Jerry was overconfident; his development far surpassed that of his peers, making him many times stronger physically than the guy who wasn't even 1.6 meters tall.
"Hmph, I don't want to argue with you, but remember this: if you lose, you'll have to admit that Brother Defoe is the strongest adventurer in the Wasteland City." Ali wasn't annoyed; he still remembered his main purpose for today.
“I already said, Eddie is the strongest,” Jerry warned, clasping his hands in a fist salute.
"Enough talk, take this!" Ali said, then got into a fighting stance and charged forward.
Wu Yu sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. Is this what the kids in this world are like? They'll fight over such a trivial thing.
However, when Wu Yu thought back to his childhood, when he and his classmates would argue until their faces turned red over about which Ultraman was the strongest, he could understand their way of thinking.
I've really grown up! When did I start being able to laugh at other people's childishness?
With a sigh, Wu Yu prepared to patiently wait for this farce to end.
As a combative individual with considerable fighting experience, Jerry spotted an opening when Ali charged at him and unleashed a punch. For someone with his physical advantage, the most suitable fighting style is to trade blows, and in the end, the opponent will inevitably be the first to give in.
Ali saw through Jerry's intention and immediately turned his fist into a claw to block Jerry's attack.
"Fool, how can you, a shorty like you, compare to me in terms of strength?" Jerry thought to himself, already convinced he had won.
But why is my fist not moving at all?
After succeeding, Ali draped his arm over Jerry's shoulder and threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw. Then, he stepped on Jerry's chest to prevent him from getting up.
The battle ended quickly.
"How can you be so strong?" Jerry, lying on the ground, looked completely incredulous.
"You didn't expect that, did you? Brother Deford gave me a bottle of body enhancement potion a few days ago. I have successfully cultivated battle qi and I am now a first-level superhuman. You mortals can only look up to me."
Ali is now extremely arrogant. After so long, he finally defeated Jerry. From now on, he will be the leader of the younger generation in the Wasteland City. Moreover, he is valued by Brother Defoe. When he comes of age, he will surely become a powerful adventurer. At that time, he can write his own adventure chapter. His life will no longer be confined to such a small place as the Wasteland City.
"Jerry, do you submit?" Ali looked down at Jerry.
“I’m not convinced. It’s just a matter of fighting spirit. Give me a few more months, and I can cultivate it even without the potion,” Jerry retorted stubbornly.
"Hmph, then you'd better kneel down and talk to me for the next few months." Ali raised his fist, ready to put the other party's arrogance to a halt.
"Hey, could you please stop?"
Just as the plot was heading in the direction of the despicable bullying of the weak, an untimely voice rang out.
All eyes turned to Wu Yu.
Wu Yu shook the wooden stick he had just picked up from the side and said helplessly, "Sorry, I took on a mission to take him home. If you beat him so badly that he can't take care of himself, it will be very difficult for me. You know, with my physical strength, I can't carry someone that far."