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The golden-red flames on Li Haotian's fist suddenly surged, instantly engulfing Wu Sen's bone scythe. The bone scythe let out a mournful cry as its purple keratin rapidly melted away.

"Sizzle!" A piercing sound rang out. Wu Sen's body was consumed by the flames, and he let out a painful roar. His massive body was sent flying by Li Haotian's punch.

Wu Sen rolled and crashed into Section B of the teaching building. The building roared loudly, and half of it collapsed instantly. Debris and mud flew everywhere.

"Brother Dazhu, he's gone in!" Su Wan shouted.

"Mm." Li Haotian nodded.

"It will hide," Lin Mo said. Her gaze was fixed on the collapsed school building.

"Hiding it won't help," Li Haotian said. He looked at the ruins. "You call this garbage?" Lin Mo asked.

"It really is garbage," Li Haotian said. He pulled Lin Mo along. Li Haotian walked towards the collapsed teaching building. Rubble and debris piled up. Dust filled the air.

"Are you...are you alright?" a voice called from afar. Chen Dong arrived with the Dragon Shield Special Forces. Behind them were dozens of special armored vehicles.

"It's alright," Li Haotian waved his hand. He pointed to the collapsed teaching building. "There's a big guy inside."

"Brother Dazhu, did he run away?" Chen Dong asked.

"They didn't run away," Li Haotian said. He kicked away a piece of gravel. "They're hiding."

"He's hiding very well," Lin Mo said. She pointed to the ground.

"Su Wan, pinpoint Wu Sen's location," Li Haotian said.

"Located." Su Wan's voice came through. "Seventeen meters underground."

"The usual place," Li Haotian said. He sighed.

"Brother Dazhu, it's the Zhao family." Chen Dong pointed into the distance. Dozens of elderly men dressed in black were rapidly approaching, their feet seemingly stepping through the air. Each of them exuded the aura of a powerful ancient martial artist.

"They came really fast," Li Haotian said. He looked at the old men. "What are they here for?" Lin Mo asked.

"They've come to steal our stuff," Li Haotian said.

"Are you here to steal the big meatballs?" Lin Mo asked.

"Maybe," Li Haotian said, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Li Haotian watched the approaching old men. Their faces were serious.

"You call them old guys," Lin Mo said.

"Hmm." Li Haotian nodded. "A bunch of old geezers." He raised his hand again. Golden-red flames enveloped his fist once more. "Looks like this trash is more than just a little bit today," Li Haotian said, preparing to attack again.

The old men were moving extremely fast and were already very close.

"Li Haotian!" one of the leading elders roared. His aura exploded, like a mountain pressing down, directly attacking Li Haotian. Li Haotian remained unmoved. Flames flickered in his hands.

"Perfect timing," Li Haotian said calmly. He looked at the old men, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Isn't this a bit too unethical?" Li Haotian asked, pointing to where Wu Sen was hiding. "After beating up the younger ones, now the older ones come," Li Haotian said. He shook his head. "What a troublesome bunch."

"Boy, don't be so arrogant!" The leading elder spoke with a booming voice, his voice deep and resonant. "I am Zhao Zhong, the current steward of the Zhao family! You lowly scoundrels, surrender now!"

"Uncle Zhong," Li Haotian interrupted Zhao Zhong. "Don't try to claim kinship with me." He pointed to Chen Dong not far away. "I just cleaned up your mess and got that Han Kun kid locked up in jail."

Zhao Zhong's face twitched. The ancient martial artists behind him released their internal energy, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Li Haotian, shut up!" a sharp voice rang out. Zhao Tianming stepped out from behind Zhao Zhong, followed by several richly dressed playboys. A twisted smile played on Zhao Tianming's lips. "You've utterly disgraced the Zhao family! Today, I'll make you kneel before me!" He pointed at Li Haotian, his eyes filled with malice.

"That's right, Li Dazhu!" a spoiled brat shouted. "Last time you made me eat dirt while standing upside down, this time I'll make you eat..." He didn't finish his sentence.

"What else would you like to eat?" Li Haotian asked calmly. He took out a few discarded screws from his pocket. Those screws were shaken off the tires when the Hummer rushed in earlier.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhao Tianming was taken aback. He hadn't expected Li Haotian to ask that.

Li Haotian flicked the screw in his hand. A streak of golden-red light flashed past.

"puff!"

"Ouch!" A spoiled brat behind Zhao Tianming cried out in pain, clutching his thigh. He collapsed to his knees. A small, deep hole, exposing the bone, appeared in his thigh. The screw had only pierced half an inch, precisely positioned on his pressure point. He tried to move, but his leg wouldn't obey him.

"You!" Zhao Tianming was startled.

Li Haotian flicked a few more screws.

"what!"

"My hand!"

"My ass!"

Several spoiled young men screamed and collapsed to the ground. Some had their hands pinned to the ground, others had screws stuck in their buttocks. They were all completely immobilized. The screws pierced their flesh, but avoided vital organs, merely rendering them unable to move.

"Old guys," Li Haotian said, looking at Zhao Zhong and the others. "You want to give it a try too?" The screw in his hand flashed with golden light once more.

Zhao Zhong and the others' expressions changed drastically. They possessed profound ancient martial arts skills. They sensed the golden-red aura emanating from the screw. That aura wasn't internal energy; it was more like some kind of primal and powerful force. They couldn't even track the screw's trajectory.

"Hmph!" Zhao Zhong flicked his sleeve. "Petty tricks, mere trifles!" He feigned composure, but took a slight step back.

"Old Zhao, stop bragging," Chen Dong shouted from the side. He had personally witnessed Li Haotian defeat "Iron Fist" with the back of a kitchen knife.

"Shut up!" Zhao Zhong shouted angrily at Chen Dong.

"Hey, you," Li Haotian said. He looked at Zhao Zhong. "You can't even control Old Chen. You think you can control me?" The screw in his hand flew out again.

"puff!"

"what!"

This time, the screw didn't aim for Zhao Zhong. Instead, it flew towards Zhao Tianming. The screw precisely struck Zhao Tianming's waistband, tearing the fabric. His pants instantly slipped down, revealing his floral underwear.

"You, you!" Zhao Tianming was both shocked and furious. He quickly covered his buttocks, his face flushing red.

"Butler Zhao," Li Haotian said, looking at Zhao Zhong. "Is this the kind of person you trained? He can't even put his pants on properly."

Zhao Zhong's face turned ashen. His Zhao family had never suffered such humiliation.

"Retreat!" Zhao Zhong gritted his teeth. "Retreat first!" He knew how powerful Li Haotian was. Those few moves just now were enough to make all ancient martial arts practitioners wary. Rushing forward would likely result in losses.

Zhao Zhong led the martial arts practitioners in a swift retreat. They arrived quickly, and they left just as fast.

Zhao Tianming, clutching his buttocks with his pants half-pulled down, scrambled and crawled away as he ran.

"These old guys are really tough," Li Haotian muttered. He looked at Chen Dong. "Old Chen, clean up these trash." He pointed to the groaning young master on the ground.

"Understood!" Chen Dong saluted. The Dragon Shield special forces members quickly stepped forward and subdued the spoiled brats.

"Su Wan." A soft sound came from Li Haotian's earpiece.

"Brother Dazhu, I have some new developments." Su Wan's voice was grave. "The higher-ups of the Zhao family are secretly contacting the pioneers to manufacture medicine."

"Oh?" Li Haotian raised an eyebrow. "What are they trying to do?"

"They seem to be plotting a collaboration," Su Wan said. "Trying to divide Lin Mo's power and seize the 'Matrix Core'."

"Divide it up?" Lin Mo looked up at Li Haotian when he heard the words "divide it up".

"My braised pork?" Lin Mo asked. Her little face scrunched up.

"It's not braised pork." Li Haotian ruffled her hair. "It's something I wanted to take from you."

"You bastard!" Lin Mo said angrily.

"I know," Li Haotian said. He looked in the direction Zhao Zhong had left, his eyes deep and unfathomable. "Looks like these old guys really are rude."

"Su Wan, keep a close watch on the Zhao family's movements," Li Haotian said. "And the pioneers' pharmaceutical bases. Don't let any of them escape."

"Received, Brother Dazhu," Su Wan replied firmly.

Li Haotian looked at the collapsed teaching building again. "Wu Sen still hasn't come out?"

"The energy fluctuations are still underground," Su Wan reported. "It seems to be accumulating power."

"Gathering strength?" Li Haotian sneered. "Looks like this trash still wants to struggle a little longer."

He pulled Lin Mo along, step by step, towards the collapsed ruins. The rubble crunched under their feet.

"Brother Dazhu, where are you going?" Chen Dong asked.

"Go and clean up the trash thoroughly," Li Haotian said. The golden-red flame in his hand flickered again.

"It smells awful," Lin Mo said.

"It's alright, I'll burn it clean," Li Haotian said. He flashed and rushed into the depths of the ruins.

Under the cover of night, Donghai University was a scene of utter devastation. Purple and golden light flickered and intertwined amidst the ruins. Deep beneath the earth, it seemed that an even more powerful being was about to awaken.