Full Awakening: One F is trash, three me

The visitor was Zhang Qi, the manager of Zhang's Star Energy Co., Ltd.

The scarred man looked horrified.

"Flying Realm!"

Clang!

The weapon fell from his hand, and he knelt on one knee.

"Your Excellency... Your Excellency, we are members of the Li family and have no intention of offending you."

Zhang Qi stood on the void, looking down from a high vantage point.

"The Li family? Hmph!"

A cold snort rang out, and the air seemed to vibrate slightly.

"My Zhang family's belongings have been repeatedly stolen. Do you really think we don't know who's behind this? And you dare mention the Li family to me?"

The scarred man and his group were sweating profusely.

"What do you mean, sir? I... I don't understand."

Zhang Qi knew that these people were just lackeys of the Li family, and saying more would be a waste of breath.

"Go back and tell Li Zhiqian that although Zhang's Star Energy has only been established for a short time, its current status is due to its strength. If he has the guts, come at me. Stop with those underhanded tricks and you'll only make a fool of yourself! If I find out again that Li Zhiqian is pulling strings behind my back, don't blame me for inviting the Li family to the battlefield for a fight to the death!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, an aura emanated from Zhang Qi.

Yang Han was standing a little behind Zhang Qi and didn't feel anything.

The scarred man and the men behind him were almost crushed to the ground by this aura.

"Yes, yes... We will certainly convey your message."

The scarred man managed to squeeze out words of pleading.

"Get out!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Zhang Qi unleashed a powerful gust of wind, instantly sending the scarred man and his companions flying and crashing to the ground a great distance away.

Then, he staggered to his feet and hurriedly fled.

Only after those people had gone far away did Zhang Qi slowly descend from the sky.

Looking at the masked person in front of him, he was somewhat surprised.

"Yang Han?"

"it's me."

Yang Han removed his mask and sincerely thanked Manager Zhang, saying, "Thank you so much for saving my life this time."

"Haha!" Zhang Qi laughed. "A life-saving grace? You're overthinking it. This is the city. No matter how bold the Li family is, they wouldn't dare kill you here."

"This isn't the place to talk. Why don't you come to my house for a chat?"

"it is good."

Since the other party had just saved him, Yang Han had no reason to refuse. As if remembering something, he added, "Could you wait for me a moment?"

Before Zhang Qi could ask, Yang Han briefly recounted his encounter with the speed demon on the road.

Yang Han naturally had to go back and compensate Master Wang, the speed demon, since the other party had suffered this disaster because of him.

Zhang Qi did not refuse; on the contrary, the admiration in his eyes grew even stronger.

"I'll take you there!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Yang Han's shoulder.

The next moment, Yang Han felt as if he were flying, and the scenery around him was rapidly receding and changing.

When I opened my eyes again, a dark-skinned, thin man with an honest-looking face was standing in front of me.

Yang Han blurted out: "The King of Speed!"

The other party seemed not to have realized what was happening; why would someone suddenly appear in broad daylight?

"Who are you? How do you know my nickname?"

"Don't you recognize me? I was just a passenger!"

Yang Han then remembered that he had just been wearing a mask, so it was normal that the other party wouldn't recognize him now that he had taken it off.

Then, he put the mask on his face.

Sure enough, the racing king understood immediately once he put it on.

"Are you alright? Where are the guys who were chasing you? Based on my years of experience, those guys didn't look like good people at all!"

At this moment, the racing king noticed Zhang Qi behind Yang Han. The other party had an extraordinary temperament and was clearly not an ordinary person.

He glanced at Yang Han again, and understood once more.

"It's good that you're alright, haha!"

Yang Han bowed slightly, "Thank you very much, Master. Otherwise, I would definitely have fallen into their hands."

The racing king waved his hand: "It's nothing. It's my duty to protect your safety while you're in my car. No need to be polite."

After some pleasantries, Yang Han offered to compensate the other party for the car. The racing king refused several times, but finally accepted a token amount of compensation from Yang Han, saying that he had company insurance.

As they left, Zhang Qi once again carried Yang Han by the shoulder, the wind whistling past their ears as the city unfolded beneath their feet.

Yang Han couldn't help but look around; this felt much more exciting than the racing king's car.

A dozen minutes later, the two arrived at a luxurious villa.

In the reception room, Zhang Qi poured Yang Han a cup of coffee before looking at the young face in front of him with a warm smile.

"Yang Han, don't be shy, make yourself at home."

"Yes." Yang Han nodded and said solemnly again, "Thank you, Manager Zhang. Otherwise, if I had been arrested by the Li family, although it wouldn't have cost me my life, it certainly wouldn't have been a good thing."

Zhang Qi waved his hand, "Don't call me Manager Zhang. We've dealt with each other before. If you don't mind, I'm a few years older than you, so just call me Brother Zhang."

"Okay, Brother Zhang!"

The other party had helped him before, and now he had saved him again, so Yang Han called him Brother Zhang sincerely.

"Haha, great!"

Zhang Qi smiled happily, picked up the coffee on the table, took a small sip, and then said seriously:

"Xiao Han, the Li family has a lot of influence. I've investigated in detail, and this pursuit of you is related to the mutation drug from last time, but actually not that much. You could say you were caught in the crossfire."

"accidental injury?"

Yang Han looked puzzled.

"That's right, you know the Zhang family lost a batch of Star Origin Talent Potions, right?"

Yang Han nodded.

"Actually, the mutation potion was just a cover. What the Zhang family lost was a combat technique, a combat technique that can be mastered by opening the twelve star veins."

"Combat techniques?"

Yang Han immediately thought of his Mad Demon Staff Technique, which was labeled as a mortal-level combat skill on the panel.

The Mortal level, meaning there are even higher levels?

"Hmm." Zhang Qi took another sip of coffee and continued, "One star vein corresponds to a maximum power of one ton, and combat techniques are about unleashing power beyond that maximum from the corresponding star vein."

"Brother Zhang, are combat skills also divided into levels?"

Zhang Qi was slightly taken aback. "You've heard of it?"

He quickly thought of Yang Han's terrifying talent, and it seemed unsurprising to him after hearing about it. He explained, "Combat skills, apart from the mortal level which ordinary people can practice, are divided into four levels from top to bottom: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow, determined by the number of meridians opened. It starts with 36 Yellow meridians, 72 Profound meridians, 108 Earth meridians, and 144 Heaven meridians."

Zhang Qi made no secrets from Yang Han.

"Brother Zhang, what level is this thing you just mentioned, the one with twelve star veins?"

Yang Han was somewhat puzzled; this combat skill didn't sound very strong.

"Since it can already connect with the star veins and unleash power beyond the limit, it can naturally be considered as Yellow Rank."

Zhang Qi said calmly, "A Yellow-level combat skill that opens twelve star meridians is naturally not very useful for strong people, but it has extraordinary significance for martial artists whose limit for opening meridians in their lifetime is only thirty-six star meridians."

"Perhaps, with just a little effort, he could make one-third of his thirty-six star veins unleash up to twice the power. That would increase his maximum explosive power by at least one-third, which would allow him to crush opponents of the same level."

Yang Han nodded; it was indeed a treasure.

He thought of the Mad Demon Staff Technique. Although it was only at the mortal level, it seemed that the superimposed Shadow Dragon Technique could exceed the limit.

"Brother Zhang, are there any combat techniques above the Heavenly Rank?"

"That's all." Zhang Qi thought for a moment and then felt it wasn't quite accurate, so he added, "At least for now, that's all. In the future, perhaps someone will be able to deduce combat techniques that surpass the Heavenly level. These things will depend on you young people."

Yang Han understood now.

The reason this technique is so valuable is that it can help weaker martial artists improve their explosive power, and these martial artists are often the largest group in a company or family.

To exaggerate a bit, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a strategic resource.

"Brother Zhang, haven't you found that cultivation technique yet?"

Zhang Qi shook his head. "These past few days, both the Zhang and Li families have been investigating every detail, but unfortunately, they haven't found any clues. Now, the Demon Thief Sect has completely disappeared from the base city. The cultivation technique is most likely still in the Demon Thief Sect's hands, but unfortunately, the Demon Thief Sect has fled to the wilderness. The wilderness is too big, and it's too difficult to find a group of people who are good at hiding."

Yang Han couldn't help either, so he could only listen quietly.

"However, it's not like we've made no progress at all. We've now cracked their communication network. Now, if we can capture one of the hall masters, we can use his hall master token to pinpoint the location of everyone else. Finding everyone is much more difficult than finding just one person."

Yang Han paused for a moment as he held the coffee cup.

Hall Master? Token?

He put down his cup, his eyes flickering.

After only a brief hesitation, Yang Han took out the token he had found on the needle demon from his storage ring and placed it on the coffee table.

"Brother Zhang, is this what you think it is?"

Zhang Qi glanced at Yang Han, picked up the token from the table, and examined it carefully. Soon, his expression changed from doubt to shock to disbelief.

Finally, in an extremely strange manner, he looked at Yang Han again.

"Where did you get this?"