If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

Su Chen's urging of marriage livened up the atmosphere at Kunlun Academy considerably. Lei Kaihua, Gao Dazhuang, and the others, with long faces, accepted their orders and left, all starting to think about how to "complete the mission." After all, their superior's words were not a joke. Zhuang Yan, feeling like he had been granted a pardon, hurriedly applied to Su Chen for three days off, preparing to take this rare opportunity to relax with Lin Xiaoying.

It was the height of summer in Donghai City, a gentle sea breeze carrying away the sweltering heat. Zhuang Yan, hand in hand with Lin Xiaoying, strolled along the seaside boulevard, savoring a long-lost sense of ease and comfort. He wore a casual T-shirt and a baseball cap, trying to blend into the city's vibrancy. Lin Xiaoying, on the other hand, wore a floral maxi dress, her beauty ethereal and refined. Occasionally, she would turn her head to smile at him, her eyes brimming with an indescribable tenderness.

"I'm telling you, no matter how hard you train, you can't forget about your girlfriend," Lin Xiaoying said, playfully patting his arm.

Zhuang Yan chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head: "I'm just busy breaking through my cultivation level, wanting to earn you a better future as soon as possible."

"The future?" Lin Xiaoying scoffed. "All I know is that if you don't show up soon, I'm going to run off with someone else." Though her words were a joke, there was a hint of grievance in her eyes.

"That won't do!" Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yan immediately became serious, gripping her hand tightly with such force that it seemed he wanted to meld her into his very bones. Lin Xiaoying felt the warmth and strength of his palm, her heart warmed, and her reproachful expression melted into a sweet smile.

The two continued walking, enjoying this rare moment alone together. However, beneath the city's glitz and glamour, shadows always lurked.

Just as they reached the intersection of an old neighborhood and a modern commercial center, a sudden commotion and the sharp wail of sirens erupted ahead. Zhuang Yan and Lin Xiaoying stopped in their tracks simultaneously; their military training immediately put them on alert.

"Mom and Dad, save me!" A child's innocent voice, heart-wrenching and desperate, pierced through the noise and struck the heart.

Zhuang Yan's brow twitched, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw police cars blocking the intersection haphazardly beneath a dilapidated six-story residential building not far away. A large number of heavily armed police officers surrounded the entire building, creating a tense and oppressive atmosphere. In a second-floor window, a little girl, about seven or eight years old, was being strangled by a raggedly dressed, fierce-looking man, half her body dangling outside the window. The girl's cries were piercing, her legs kicking wildly, her face deathly pale. The instant Zhuang Yan saw the little girl, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if he were destined to be connected with her. If Su Chen were here, he would recognize this little girl as Y-Tou from the original story, someone who would later become connected to Zhuang Yan—though Zhuang Yan was unaware of this now.

"Listen up, police! Get back! Get me a car with a full tank of gas right now! And get me five million in cash! Otherwise, I'll send this little brat to experience what freefall is like!" the man roared, brandishing a dagger in his other hand, the tip gleaming coldly, its threat palpable.

"Hey, calm down! Don't be impulsive! We're preparing a vehicle for you. Please remain calm and don't harm the hostages!" The negotiator held up a megaphone, his voice loud yet reassuring.

However, the robber clearly had no patience. He tightened his grip on the girl, and her cries gradually weakened, her struggles becoming futile.

"I'll count to three! Three! Two..." Seeing that the negotiator was still stalling for time, the robber became increasingly agitated. He pushed the little girl further out the window and pretended to let go.

"Damn it!" Zhuang Yan cursed under his breath. He had seen with his own eyes the girl's face, bruised and purple from being strangled, and the desperate tears in her eyes. He couldn't bear to stand by and watch her die; he couldn't let it happen!

Lin Xiaoying took his hand and whispered, "Go ahead. I'll wait for you here." She trusted him, understood him, and believed he had the ability.

Zhuang Yan turned around and gave her a determined look. He took a dark hood from his backpack and quickly put it on, completely concealing his appearance. He wanted to save people, but he was also well aware of the special nature of Kunlun's existence.

"Xiaoying, keep an eye out for me and don't let anyone get close," he instructed in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, leave this to me." Lin Xiaoying nodded, her eyes instantly turning cold and wary, like a cheetah ready to pounce at any moment.

Without further hesitation, Zhuang Yan's figure suddenly blurred, and he disappeared before Lin Xiaoying's eyes with a "whoosh".

The police officers nearby were intently watching the robbers upstairs. Their nerves were on edge, their uniforms soaked with sweat, and their hearts were burning with anxiety. The negotiator had barely finished speaking when they felt a barely perceptible gust of wind whistle past them. They instinctively turned around, but saw nothing.

"Is it a hallucination?" a SWAT officer muttered to himself, rubbing his eyes.

However, the next moment, everyone's pupils contracted violently.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, suddenly erupted from the second floor of the dilapidated apartment building. The brick wall of the second floor, constructed with shoddy workmanship, shattered with a deafening crash, sending countless fragments of brick and plaster flying through the air. A hooded figure, like a ghost, flashed through the shattered wall with a terrifying speed.

No one saw how he got in, nor did anyone see what he did.

The only one who felt the drug dealer who had kidnapped the girl was an irresistible force that struck him from the outside, piercing through the thick wall and slamming into his chest. He didn't even have time to scream before his sternum caved in.

"Six Meridian Divine Sword!" Zhuang Yan's figure flashed through the broken wall. He pointed his fingers like a sword, and a sharp energy invisible to the naked eye shot out from his fingertips.

"puff!"

The energy pierced the robber's forehead with pinpoint accuracy. The dagger in the robber's hand fell to the ground with a clang, the fierce light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his body slumped down like a rag doll.

Almost simultaneously, Zhuang Yan's figure flashed again, transforming into a gust of wind, and the little girl was held firmly in his arms, escaping danger.

"You...you guys..." Another drug dealer, holding an old Type 54 pistol, was about to aim. He stared at the scene in horror, his mouth agape, completely unable to comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

Zhuang Yan held the little girl, glanced at her, clenched his right fist, and unleashed a powerful punch from afar.

"drink!"

"Bang--!"

An invisible force instantly sent the drug dealer flying through the air. His body arced through the air, shattering the window frame before crashing to the ground outside the apartment building with a thud, like a pile of mud. His bones were shattered, and his internal organs had shifted from their original positions by that punch, yet he remained alive, though utterly incapacitated, lying on the ground convulsing.

The entire process, from Zhuang Yan's disappearance to carrying out the little girl and then knocking away the second bandit, took less than three seconds.

The next second, Zhuang Yan, holding the little girl, leaped down from the second floor, as light as a falling leaf, and landed steadily in front of the police car.

"Bang!"

The sound of the impact was soft, yet it struck like a heavy hammer, leaving a deep impression on everyone who witnessed it. The police officers present, as well as the crowd who rushed to the scene, were all stunned, their eyes wide open like saucers, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

Is this...is this something a human can do? The martial arts masters from wuxia novels have actually appeared in real life today!

Holy crap!

Countless people simultaneously uttered the same curse in their hearts.