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As the man's club swung towards them with alarming speed, both Pu Ning and her mother were left stunned, their souls seemingly lost in the face of such brutality. The viciousness of these attackers instilled a deep fear within them.
But what happened next left them even more shocked.
The club was deftly dodged by Lu Fei Fan, who then swiftly raised his leg and delivered a lightning-fast kick to the abdomen of the man wielding the iron rod.
Bang!
The man was sent flying as if struck by a forceful blow, crashing through the door and landing amidst a pile of splintered wood, writhing in pain. It was clear he had sustained serious injuries.
The remaining thugs were taken aback to see their comrade kicked away by a seemingly frail young man. How could someone who appeared so slender send a man weighing at least one hundred sixty pounds flying with a single kick?
Lu Fei Fan retracted his leg and even provocatively dusted off his trousers.
"I'll kill you!"
"Get him! Take him down!"
The group of men, now enraged, shouted in unison, overturning tables as they rushed forward. Their weapons swung menacingly towards Lu Fei Fan.
Behind him, Pu Ning and her mother hurriedly sought cover, terrified and unwilling to witness the unfolding chaos.
However, things did not go as they feared. Lu Fei Fan was not overwhelmed. He skillfully evaded each attack, his hands moving with fluid grace to block and counterstrike, landing blows to the throat, face, and chest of his attackers.
Each strike targeted vital points with rapid succession; it was an overwhelming display of combat prowess. The sound of punches echoed—thud, thud, thud—
This was undoubtedly a one-sided battle. Lu Fei Fan held back slightly, refraining from using Pulse Energy. Had he infused his strikes with that power, these men would have been dispatched in an instant. But Lu Fei Fan had no intention of escalating the situation; he merely aimed to teach these street bullies a lesson.
The battle did not last long. Lu Fei Fan's Military Combat Technique was precise and ruthless, quickly turning the group into a disarray of cries and confusion.
Standing over the lead collector, Lu Fei Fan watched as the man lay on the ground, his round belly exposed and gasping for breath, his face swollen and bruised as he pleaded for mercy.
"Good sir, we were blind to your greatness. Please spare us; I beg you!" he cried.
Lu Fei Fan pressed down slightly harder with his foot, causing the man to yelp in pain. The others who had fallen to the ground were in no better shape, unable to get up after the beating they had received.
"Weren't you all quite bold just a moment ago?" Lu Fei Fan taunted, grinding his foot down a little more.
"Ouch! Ouch! We won't dare again! We don't want the money that Pu Ning owes us anymore. Big brother, please let us go; we promise to behave from now on!" the man quickly assured him.
"If I see you again, I guarantee you'll regret it," Lu Fei Fan warned, then tore up the IOU and kicked it towards the fat man. "Now get lost!"
The fat man scrambled to his feet and ran off without looking back. Seeing their leader flee, the others who had been pretending to be unconscious quickly got up and followed suit, scurrying away with their tails between their legs.
Lu Fei Fan turned to look at Pu Ning, who was staring at him with a fearful expression, as if he were a frightened child looking at his mother.
"You should leave here as soon as possible; they will definitely come back for you," Lu Fei Fan advised. "If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to contact me through virtual mail."
With that, Lu Fei Fan found a pen and paper in the room and wrote down his virtual account number before handing it to Pu Ning. The son of the One-Armed Old Man hesitated for a moment but eventually accepted the note.
After gathering their belongings with his mother, they left. As for where they would go next, Lu Fei Fan did not pry. With the money saved by the One-Armed Old Man, they could at least find a better place to live than staying here.
Once they parted ways, Lu Fei Fan's Superbrain Device suddenly vibrated in his pocket. He put it on and connected to the Virtual Network. A projected Virtual Screen popped up displaying A Teng's excited face; it was an urgent call.
"Boss! I heard you were released from prison? You're finally free?"
"Of course! A kind-hearted young man like me, who loves his country and life and helps old ladies cross the street, naturally deserves to return to society," Lu Fei Fan replied shamelessly.
“Since you’re so excited, let’s find a place to celebrate for a few nights. Recently, I’ve met a few Mama-sans, and they have some flexible and skilled girls with amazing Water Snake Waists…”
Lu Fei Fan rubbed his forehead as he listened to A Teng ramble on endlessly. It seemed that this guy had been indulging himself again. He had to admit that during his time away, A Teng had become quite self-sufficient, even learning to frequent those places. Clearly, he had put in a lot of effort in this regard.
After they agreed to meet at the hospital, Lu Fei Fan ended the virtual video call.
Not long after, Lu Fei Fan returned to the hospital. The doctor had just finished checking on his father, and his younger brother had gone out to buy food. His mother’s previously haggard face seemed much better now, likely because Lu Fei Fan was out of prison and there was less for her to worry about.
However, seeing his father still lying unconscious in bed weighed heavily on Lu Fei Fan’s heart. He could only grit his teeth and work hard, striving to pass next month’s Unified Awakeners Examination so he could earn money to buy the Jinwu Holy Blood Pill.
One billion!
For an ordinary person like him, that amount felt utterly unattainable. But no matter what, Lu Fei Fan silently vowed to ensure his father would recover.
Half an hour later, A Teng and Niu Dali arrived late. The three friends finally reunited after being separated since school.
After asking Hua Feifan's mother about Hua Feifan's father's condition and offering some comforting words, they pulled Lu Fei Fan into a quiet corner outside the ward to chat.
“Boss, are we going to visit a place? A Teng, you’ve been cooped up for too long; it’s time to let off some steam,” Niu Dali said with a grin, licking his lips. His expression was so lewd that Lu Fei Fan felt like punching him.
“I know several top-tier girls; their skills are incredible…” A Teng leaned in closer and draped an arm over Lu Fei Fan’s shoulder enticingly.
Lu Fei Fan swallowed hard and thought for a moment before reluctantly declining their proposal. “No way, guys. I need to focus on my training. This time I’m confident I can pass the Fuser's Unified Examination.”
“Strange… why do you feel a bit different since coming out of prison?” A Teng said, stroking his chin as he scrutinized Lu Fei Fan.
“Yeah, I think I’ve become much more handsome,” Lu Fei Fan nodded in agreement.
“Definitely different; your skin is thicker than a wall now,” Niu Dali chimed in from the side.
"Go away, go away." Lu Fei Fan couldn't be bothered to argue with the two losers. "By the way, I have two bottles for you."
With that, Lu Fei Fan pulled out two bottles containing a special blue liquid from his pocket and handed them to the two.
"This is for you."
"This is... 'Cell Gene Solution'!" A Teng exclaimed in shock upon seeing the potion. "My goodness, only the military has this stuff. I've heard that drinking it can completely awaken dormant cells in ordinary people, and for those who have already awakened their cells, it accelerates their cultivation tremendously. You can't buy this on the black market for less than a few million; it's often in demand but out of stock. By the way, what grade is this?"
"D-Class Cell Gene Solution!"
"D-Class Cell Gene Solution? You actually have D-Class Cell Gene Solution..." A Teng looked nervously at the bottle in his hand. "I thought it was an E Level. Looks like you really hit the jackpot getting such an expensive item. Its efficacy and value must be at least a level higher..."
"Huh? Is this stuff really that amazing?" A Teng examined the gene solution, shaking it slightly, and asked a question that nearly made Lu Fei Fan explode with anger, "Does it enhance stamina? If so, I'm going to battle it out with the big-bottomed woman from the flower house tonight!"
A Teng and Lu Fei Fan nearly beat Niu Dali to death for his wasteful remarks, spending quite some time clarifying what this solution was actually for.
Afterward, Lu Fei Fan also shared the incantation for 'Fu Mai Xi Shu' with them, explaining some techniques for cultivating Pulse Energy and how to refine their cells. As for understanding it fully, that would depend on their own efforts. However, with the activation provided by the Cell Gene Solution, they would definitely pass the Assessment.
"If I had known about this stuff earlier, we wouldn't have had to spend money on that training class," A Teng lamented as he slapped his thigh in frustration.
"Training class?" Lu Fei Fan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
Niu Dali nodded earnestly and explained, "It's a private training class that claims to be an Elite Training Crash Course for Gifted Individuals. It's specifically designed for amateur training of Fusers. I've attended several sessions, but I still feel confused about much of it. Yet there are still many people signing up; it's incredibly popular. I've heard that many who participated ended up awakening their Fuser cells afterward, which is why A Teng and I spent over ten thousand to enroll."
"Oh?" This was the first time Lu Fei Fan had heard of such a training class; he wondered why he hadn't noticed it before.
"Where do they hold classes? What do they teach?" Lu Fei Fan asked with growing curiosity.
"The instructors are probably all Fusers," A Teng replied. "Although their levels aren't high, they clearly have recognized qualifications as Fusers. The number of enrollees in this training class is quite large; several thousand people are divided into dozens of classes."
Lu Fei Fan stroked his chin, pondering that this indeed sounded like a lucrative opportunity. He was curious about the course content and thought he might check it out; perhaps there would be some unexpected gains.
"Yeah, yeah! The training class that A Teng and I are in has this female instructor with a big chest and a curvy figure. Every time we attend the class, I can't help but fantasize with A Teng about how to win her over," he said, his thoughts once again flooded with excitement.
Thus, Lu Fei Fan decided to join A Teng and Niu Dali to see what this so-called 'Elite Training Class for Givers' was all about.
Early the next morning, Lu Fei Fan arrived at the venue of the training class with A Teng and Niu Dali. It was a large indoor training hall named 'Xuanwu,' which seemed to have a long history. At that moment, nearly a hundred people were already seated inside, whispering and chatting among themselves.
"The instructor is here!" someone shouted from the crowd.
Lu Fei Fan turned to look in the direction of the voice. Walking down the aisle was a slender girl dressed in a Samurai Outfit. Notably, her ample bosom was quite prominent beneath the outfit, causing A Teng beside him to gush with excitement, his face flushed.
"Hello everyone, my name is Li Wei, and I will be your instructor. Today's lesson is..." she began sweetly addressing the students, but before she could finish, she was interrupted.
"Wait! Before you start, I want to challenge you!"
The crowd parted as a young man in a Samurai Outfit confidently stepped forward, flanked by several others.
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