Ma Zhong wasn't unaware that Wang Zheng's abilities were indeed remarkable.
First: He is a variant of the mental type, and can use low-frequency waves to influence other people's thoughts. He can even control some simple-minded alien beasts. He thought that if he could give this kid a good surprise, he might be able to seriously injure him.
What's more, Wang Zheng has four brothers behind him. He uses sonic attacks to disrupt others' concentration, and his brothers take advantage of the chaos to launch surprise attacks. They've done this many times before and are very skilled at it.
Second: He believed that Wang Zheng was young and, although he seemed cold, he was definitely inexperienced and might be able to deceive him.
Although this kid looks fierce, look, he didn't actually try to kill me; the hand gripping his own neck wasn't even that tight.
In the life of an adventurer in the wilderness, being soft-hearted is the biggest weakness. I need to teach him a lesson. As for the tuition, I'll just use the benefits he's hiding and his life.
Then Ma Zhong glanced at Lian Shan not far away and made up his mind that if he was really no match for him, he could just hold off the boy for a bit and then drag Lian Shan and the others down with him.
"All these benefits will be mine then! If Lian Shan really wants to take them, we'll fight him to the death. Don't think you can just take my supplies so easily!"
Upon realizing this, Ma Zhong immediately put on a smile and hurriedly apologized to Wang Zheng.
"I'm sorry, young man. I'm a rough man with a short temper. I didn't mean any harm. I apologize. If you want us to leave, I'll leave right now."
Looking into the unusually sincere eyes behind the other person's mask, Wang Zheng slowly sighed.
Although Wang Zheng couldn't see the other person's expression because he was wearing a mask, it seemed that Wang Zheng had already made some kind of preparation in his mind.
Then Wang Zheng slowly released his grip on the man's neck, without throwing him away. He then turned his back to the man and spoke to the other four people behind him:
"In that case, you may all leave."
From a distance, Xiao He asked Lian Shan, whose face was calm, "Boss, what should we do? Should we step in?"
Lian Shan shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face.
"How come you're still so reckless after I've been teaching you for so long?"
Why is it that our Lianshan Regiment's signboard can stand firm in this most dangerous border town?
Our strength lies in not making choices easily; we only befriend the winners.
Hearing Lian Shan's words, Xiao He nodded thoughtfully, then watched with peace of mind as the two sides in the distance decided to fight.
At that moment, Ma Zhong, who was behind Wang Zheng, gave a wink to his subordinate.
His four subordinates also had strange expressions, and with ingratiating smiles, they apologized to Wang Zheng while dispersing.
"Excuse me, young man."
"Okay, okay, let's go now."
"They've withdrawn, they've withdrawn."
...
While the others were talking and distracting the young man in front of him, Ma Zhong kept quiet and secretly mobilized the spiritual energy within his body.
Ma Zhong opened his lips beneath the mask, emitting silent sound waves.
Suddenly, a semi-transparent shockwave emanated from his mouth, then transformed through his mask into tiny mental energy spikes that instantly pierced towards the back of Wang Zheng's head.
No wonder he always wears a mask; firstly, it can conceal his attack movements, and secondly, the mask can even serve as an auxiliary tool.
At the same time, the people who had just been saying they were leaving in front of Wang Zheng suddenly unleashed their supernatural abilities, pulled out their weapons, and slashed at Wang Zheng.
Looking at the men's ferocious expressions and greedy looks, Wang Zheng slowly closed his eyes, as if he had given up resisting.
The first thing to hit Wang Zheng was Ma Zhong's sneak attack with sonic waves, but those invisible spikes dissipated immediately after touching Wang Zheng.
Wang Zheng, however, kept his eyes tightly closed, neither dodging nor avoiding the attack.
Wang Zheng's nonchalant attitude led Ma Zhong's underlings to make the wrong judgment, thinking that their boss had already succeeded.
Ma Zhong, who had launched the sneak attack, was now frozen in place with his eyes rolled back, and even the fluctuations of his spiritual energy were disordered. However, his overly excited underlings did not notice this detail.
Immediately following was a flaming arrow that shot towards Wang Zheng, striking him in the chest. After creating a burst of spiritual energy, it expanded with a "bang" and finally dissipated into the air.
The last member of this group of four, who had gathered most of his spiritual energy to throw an arrow, failed to inflict much damage on Wang Zheng. Instead, his own chest was set ablaze.
This sudden scene startled him, and feeling the burning sensation in his chest, he began to roll on the ground.
Then three distinctive local curved swords, gleaming with a cold light, simultaneously slashed at Wang Zheng's neck.
However, the scene they had imagined—severing Wang Zheng's neck—did not occur.
The excitement on their faces hadn't faded, and the fear in their eyes hadn't even fully surfaced, when they felt a warm sensation on their necks, followed by a gush of blood.
It sprayed a beautiful crimson spray in mid-air.
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