Infinite Fighting

Everyone was dumbfounded.

That was completely unexpected.

Vulgar, barbaric, and even makes one wonder if Zhang Ji has something wrong with his head.

"Big brother, big brother, are you alright?"

Someone stepped forward to help Zhou Shilin up, and only after discovering that he was still alive did they breathe a sigh of relief.

The burly man who had previously called Zhang extremely rude had now lost his temper.

"You hurt my brother? I'll fight you to the death!"

Swinging his fist, the man threw a punch directly at Zhang Ji.

This punch came with fierce force, the wind from it was overwhelming, and this person was actually a top expert.

Yes, top-tier in the eyes of ordinary people.

Even Cao Wei could clearly see the punch at this moment, and even felt confident that he could catch it, let alone Zhang Ji.

"Bang~!"

"Boom~!"

No one saw Zhang Ji make a move clearly; the man who attacked Zhang Ji shot out like a cannonball, crashing into the wooden door and shattering it.

“Mr. Zhang, mere bravery is not enough to govern this world,” a man said to Zhang Ji with a grim expression.

Zhang Ji glanced at him, his calm eyes showing no murderous intent.

Because when a person kills an ant, they don't intentionally show any killing intent.

Although Zhang Ji's gaze was indifferent, the man was still terrified.

That's terrifying. What kind of scrutiny is that?
Like a god who controls everything, it seems to be able to act entirely according to its own desires and pleasures.

Do such people really exist in this world?
Or rather, can a person achieve this kind of mindset?
Before he knew it, the man's legs were trembling like a shaking sieve.

Because he felt that his life was no longer his own, but rather in Zhang Ji's hands.

Fortunately, Zhang Ji did not intend to kill people indiscriminately.

So he survived.

"Does anyone else have any objections?" Zhang Ji asked.

Zhou Shilin had brought five people with him. One of them was knocked away by Zhang Ji. Of the remaining four, one was supporting Zhou Shilin, one was shivering, and the other two were stunned and didn't know what to say.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Ji asked again, "Am I in charge now?"

Wang Yuanhua finally saw the situation clearly. He stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zhang is exceptionally brave and capable. With Mr. Zhang leading the revival, we will surely succeed in restoring the nation's prosperity and the well-being of its people!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhang, you are now the president of the Revival Society." The two men standing there like lackeys clapped their hands in agreement.

Zhang Ji nodded and said, "Alright, you all have men under your command, right? Gather some men for me, and I'll storm into the capital tomorrow, kill the emperor and those officials, and let the Restoration Society take over."

"what?"

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Cao Wei was stunned.

Isn't this way of thinking a bit too direct?
That said, while that is their goal, is it really something that can be accomplished so easily?
"Isn't this what your Revival Society wants to do?" Zhang Ji retorted.

"Mr. Zhang, this grand plan cannot be undertaken rashly. The Restoration Society currently has few soldiers and limited supplies. If we rashly start a war, we will not be able to hold out for long. Moreover, it is more than a thousand miles to the capital. We should..."

One of them began to explain the pros and cons to Zhang Ji, seemingly intending to persuade him.

However, he was interrupted by Zhang Ji before he could finish speaking.

“I’ll handle those. Just prepare a hundred or two hundred men for me,” Zhang Ji said.

After saying that, Zhang Ji went straight to his residence inside the mansion.

Cao Wei hurriedly followed, wanting to say something, but ultimately said nothing.

He could only console himself that a wise person must have a deeper meaning in their actions.

After Zhang Ji left, Zhou Shilin and his group looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What should we do now?"

"If I had known he was such a blockhead, I wouldn't have invited him."

"He has military might but no brains! Even if we give him soldiers, he'll probably have a hard time leaving this county."

At this moment, Zhou Shilin, whose injuries had slightly healed after being infused with internal energy, spoke up, saying, "Forget it, let's just gather a hundred people and send them away. We'll just consider ourselves unlucky."

"It's the only way!"

The next day.

One hundred old, weak, sick, and disabled soldiers appeared before Zhang Ji.

No, perhaps calling them soldiers would be a bit of an exaggeration.

They were pale and thin, and most of them were over thirty years old. Some even had gray hair. None of them looked very healthy.

They were all laborers working at the docks.

The armor they wore was made of fish skin that was almost worn out, and the weapons they carried were even more perfunctory, often just simple wooden sticks.

They were a little worried that Zhang Ji might take offense at their attempt to deceive them.

But they were reluctant to actually hand over the elite troops they had trained for so long to Zhang Ji.

“Mr. Zhang, these are the people we found,” Han Jingming, an advisor to the Revival Society, said to Zhang Ji.

He's doing this with a forced smile, afraid that Zhang Ji might get upset and throw him in the wall too.

"Are you kidding me? These people don't look like soldiers at all; they're clearly dockworkers," Cao Wei said angrily.

Before Han Jingming could explain, Zhang Ji nodded and said, "Let's leave it at that."

"Mr. Zhang?"

Cao Wei was dumbfounded, not understanding why Zhang Ji could accept such an obvious perfunctory response.

Zhang Ji looked at Cao Wei and said, "Let them bring the horses over. You can come with me too, and I'll let you get your revenge while I'm at it."

Without asking any questions, Zhang Ji hadn't considered the possibility of Cao Wei refusing.

Cao Wei hesitated for a moment, then quickly went to negotiate. A short while later, he returned with the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled, accompanied by many horses.

There aren't that many horses that are unsuitable.

A small portion of them were horses used for draft purposes, but many more were from the foundation of the Revival Society and Ancheng, as well as horses taken over from the Tianlang Guard.

They were reluctant to part with the horses.

But Zhang Ji's martial prowess was enough to make their scalps tingle just thinking about it. If he went berserk in the city, killing his way in and out seven times would be child's play for him.

So no matter how reluctant they were, they had to do it.

As long as we send the mentally challenged Zhang Ji out, it will cause some trouble for the imperial court.

"What about the provisions? Is that all?" Cao Wei asked.

The amount of food prepared was only enough to last them for two days at most.

“Mr. Zhang is in a hurry, and it’s not the grain season yet. We’ve done our best to prepare this much,” Han Jingming explained.

Cao Wei was so angry he almost laughed. Did he really not know whether Ancheng had enough food?

Before he could retort, Zhang Ji said, "That's enough, let's go."

After mounting his horse, Zhang Ji called to Cao Wei and the rest of the men, and then prepared to lead this group of old, weak, sick and disabled men away from Ancheng to attack the Tu Kingdom's court.

Cao Wei couldn't believe it; it all seemed like a child's game.

But Zhang Ji seemed extremely serious, as if in his eyes the imperial court was nothing more than a roadside road that could be destroyed at will.

It seems that to him, this was really just a child's game?
Cao Wei wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't get anything out of him.

He chooses to believe.

Just like before.

Having witnessed the wondrous places within the mansion and seen Zhang Ji's unparalleled martial prowess in defeating the Heavenly Wolf Guards, he believed that Zhang Ji must have other plans.

Extraordinary people naturally have extraordinary ways of solving problems.

After seeing Zhang Ji off, the members of the Revival Society stood on the city wall, watching the departing group, and felt quite relieved.

Luckily, that person was a bit dim-witted; otherwise, if they had really caused a scene in the city, they wouldn't know what to do.

"What a pity, he has all the courage and skill, but no wisdom whatsoever," Han Jingming lamented.

Such divine power, if used in battle, would be invincible.

With him guarding it, Ancheng can be as solid as a rock.

Unfortunately, it's a dud.

Outside the city, Zhang Ji handed Cao Wei a porcelain bottle.

“One pill for each person, and one for the horse as well,” Zhang Ji said.

"Shall I eat too?" Cao Wei asked.

"Eat if you think you're human," Zhang Ji said without turning his head.

Cao Wei was speechless. He first poured out a pill and swallowed it.

The pills were quickly digested after entering the stomach.

He immediately felt his strength increase, his blood and energy surge, and his vitality also became vigorous.

He thought to himself that he was right after all; Mr. Zhang did have a solution to the problem.

Then he passed the pills down to both people and horses.

Those who were slightly dizzy and weak took the pills and quickly became younger, with vigorous blood and energy, and each of them had the physique of a D-level fighter.

The horses, after consuming the elixir, also experienced a significant improvement, becoming much more powerful as they moved.

Zhang Ji could improve this group of people further, but it's unnecessary; D-level is already sufficient.

As the group prepared to speed up their journey, Zhang Ji heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from not far away.

Soon after, Wang Yuanhua led dozens of riders to arrive.

“Mr. Zhang, Young Master Cao, I heard you were heading to the capital, so I brought dozens of my brothers to join you!” Wang Yuanhua said.

Everyone can add flowers to brocade, but few can offer charcoal in the snow.

In Cao Wei's view, Wang Yuanhua's willingness to bring people to join him despite Zhang Ji and his group's obvious disadvantageous actions was simply a sign of mental instability.

Zhang Ji nodded slightly, tacitly agreeing to let Wang Yuanhua and the others follow.

"Why are you here?" Cao Wei asked Wang Yuanhua.

“I have wasted more than thirty years without achieving anything, but now that I have witnessed Mr. Zhang’s extraordinary bravery, I am filled with admiration. Now that Mr. Zhang is determined to accomplish great things, I naturally cannot miss this opportunity,” Wang Yuanhua said.

Cao Wei looked on in disbelief, but what he didn't know was that what Wang Yuanhua said was indeed the truth.

Through subtle probing, he finally realized just how outrageous Zhang Ji's record was.

He single-handedly killed over a hundred fully armed Sky Wolf Guards.

This level of force is far beyond common sense.

what does this mean?
No matter how large the army is, it's all in vain.

On the battlefield, Zhang Ji could kill whichever general he wanted.

With this kind of strength, they could easily lead a small group of men, fight their way through, and recruit some surrendered soldiers and remnants. They might actually succeed.

Given that Wang Yuanhua's resources in Ancheng were almost completely swallowed up by the Revival Society, he simply turned around and followed Zhang Ji, betting his last fortune.

Whether it works out or not, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Staying in Ancheng would also mean facing the risk of the imperial court sending troops to suppress them, so it would be better to follow Zhang Ji, whom he felt had a better future, and carve out a new path for themselves.

Suddenly, Cao Wei passed a porcelain bottle from Zhang Ji to Wang Yuanhua.

“Your horses and your men, each eat one,” Cao Wei said.

"Should I eat too?" Wang Yuanhua asked, surprised.

“If you think you’re human, then eat,” Cao Wei said, mimicking Zhang Ji’s words.

Wang Yuanhua was speechless; he opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. (End of Chapter)