Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

Late at night, in a bar, the loud music vibrates in your ears, and various colored lights flash continuously. Countless young men and women on the dance floor sway their tender bodies to the music, like swaying floating grass or wriggling flesh.

In a booth, a Western-looking man held a glass of wine, watching with great enjoyment the many figures swaying on the dance floor.

He was tall and had well-defined features. He looked to be in his early twenties. His face had both Western masculinity and Korean refinement, making him undeniably handsome overall.

At this moment, a faint smile lingered on his lips, his eyes sweeping back and forth over the many beautiful women's bodies on the dance floor, constantly changing targets, like a predator searching for its prey.

Before he could find his satisfactory prey, two scantily clad women walked over arm in arm and greeted him, "Hello, would you mind getting to know me?"

The two women wore simple tank tops that revealed a deep cleavage. Their flat stomachs and slender waists were completely naked, their skin was crystal clear and snow-white, and their short skirts reached their hips. Their legs looked quite long, one wearing black stockings and the other wearing flesh-colored stockings.

Although the two women's features weren't exactly stunning, and their heavy makeup gave them a somewhat vulgar air, they were still quite attractive.

The man grinned, revealing a sunny smile, and said in fairly fluent Chinese, "It's a pleasure to meet you two beautiful ladies. I wonder if I have the honor of inviting you to sit down and have a drink?"

"Of course, of course," said the woman in black stockings, then pulled her companion in flesh-colored stockings to sit in the booth. "Hello, just call me Xiaowen. This is my best friend Xiaoting. Your Chinese is quite good."

The man picked up the bottle and poured drinks for Xiaowen and Xiaoting respectively. Then he introduced himself: "My name is David, I'm American. I studied in China for a few years, so my Chinese is pretty good. I'm here mainly to discuss business."

David, a very ordinary and common name. In America, if you threw a brick down, you could easily knock down a whole bunch of Davids.

Xiaowen's gaze moved down David's handsome face, past his well-defined chest muscles, and finally landed on his left hand as he poured the wine.

As a regular at this bar, Xiaowen immediately recognized that the bottle of wine cost as much as 38,800 yuan, and the watch on David's left wrist was a luxury watch worth nearly a million yuan, which made Xiaowen even happier.

He's a handsome and wealthy eligible bachelor.

The three of them drank and talked, never straying from the topic. David's elegant demeanor, coupled with his humor, made Xiaowen and Xiaoting's hearts flutter, and they giggled repeatedly. Soon, the two of them moved from sitting opposite David to sitting on either side of him.

After quickly finishing a bottle of wine, David, with women on either side of him, spent another 100,000 or so, opening two more bottles of even more expensive wine, fully demonstrating his wealth.

What followed was a natural progression. At 2 a.m., the three, reeking of alcohol, left the bar. David helped the slightly drunk Xiaowen and Xiaoting, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the Dongming International Hotel.

Upon arriving at the hotel entrance, David took Xiaoting's arm and then, under the pretext of going to buy some drinks and food nearby, slipped a wad of cash into Xiaowen's arms, telling her to go book a top-class suite first.

Xiaowen, unsuspecting, turned around with a charming smile, casually pulled out a wad of cash from her chest, felt its thickness, stuffed it into her bag, and then walked into the Dongming International Hotel.

David then took Xiaoting's arm and led her to a nearby shopping mall.

After sending Xiaoting off to shop at her leisure, David found a quiet spot, took out his phone, and started playing back the surveillance footage.

The video quality wasn't very good; it was probably a pinhole camera, installed in a corner of the ceiling near the entrance.

In the playback of the phone video, around 1 a.m., the door quietly opened, and then a man appeared in the video, tiptoeing around the room and eventually finding only a pink suitcase.

Seeing that no one was in the room, the man in the video made a phone call, seemingly reporting something to someone, then put the suitcase back in its original place and quietly left the room.

David's lips twitched slightly, his heart filled with disdain. The black market in China was of average strength, and it was only now that they had discovered his disguised identity.

After putting away his phone, David waited until Xiaoting had bought a lot of things before returning to the hotel entrance with her. Xiaowen was already waiting there obediently.

As David entered the hotel surrounded by women on either side, his peripheral vision swept across the lobby and he noticed several seemingly ordinary travelers chatting in the lounge area. His smile widened, as if he were playing a cat-and-mouse game.

Xiaoting had already booked a suite, so David naturally wouldn't bother registering his personal information, which was one of David's objectives.

With so many passengers, it's impossible for the front desk to remember everyone.

As he swaggered past the lobby, several passengers in the rest area immediately glanced in his direction, their gazes lingering on Xiaowen and Xiaoting before discreetly looking away a few seconds later, like ordinary men stealing glances at two beautiful women.

David pinched the buttocks of the two women on either side of him twice, eliciting a burst of giggles. Then David laughed and walked into the elevator with the two women.

As David rode the transparent elevator upwards, scanning the dazzling city night view through the elevator glass, he wondered whether he should attend the black market auction in two days.

This was clearly a trap set by the black market, using bait to lure David into a snare. David had no doubt about this; he was just considering whether he had the strength to take the bait and then escape unscathed.

If there isn't a transcendent mage in charge, and a bunch of high-level mages surrounding them, the chances are still pretty good.

After thinking it over, David decided to go anyway. It was impossible for a black market in Zhuchuan City to have a transcendent mage in charge. One high-level mage had died, and there couldn't be many left.

David already has plenty of Fire Phoenix Magic Crystals; the question is whether that Space Magic Crystal is worth the risk.

If it's not worth it, you can simply not do it. The black market won't indiscriminately kill everyone who participates in the auction.

So as long as you don't take action, there won't be any danger, since the black market can't possibly verify the specific identity of every bidder.

A black market is a black market. Does an organization shrouded in darkness really think it's a legitimate, official organization?

If the black market dared to verify the identities of the bidders, David wouldn't even need to intervene; a bunch of bidders would naturally stand up to object, and the black market would be out of business.

The elevator stopped at the top floor, and David led Xiaowen and Xiaoting into the room and closed the door.

The high-end hotel had excellent soundproofing, which David found somewhat regrettable.

I spent a sleepless night; 1208 words omitted here.

David didn't get up until 6:30 p.m. the next day, when he got Xiaowen and Xiaoting out of bed.

He arranged to take the two of them to dinner first, and then to browse luxury stores. He led them to the lobby on the first floor, and David's gaze swept over the rest area again.

Looking at the passengers whose faces were visibly haggard but who were still the same as the night before, David felt even more contemptuous.

Just as David was about to leave, he suddenly caught sight of a boy wearing glasses out of the corner of his eye.

The boy was turning his head to talk to the middle-aged man next to him. Although only his profile could be seen, David had a high degree of facial recognition and immediately recognized him as the high school mage in China who had recently become famous and was known as the most talented.

A mid-level mage in a year, capable of single-handedly defending against countless beasts, possessing dual talents in spirit and space, and a master of four magic systems—every description of him is enough to make any mage green with envy. Every divine-grade spell he possesses is something that ordinary mid-level mages can only dream of.

It's impossible for any high-ranking official in other countries who are interested in China to ignore the intelligence about this young man.

Once this boy becomes a super-level mage, perhaps super-level mages from other countries will be able to ride roughshod over him.

The number of super-level mages is already less than that of China. If the quality is also inferior, then there will be no hope of ever rising to prominence.

David suddenly stopped in his tracks, an idea quietly forming in his mind.

Now, while he's still a mid-level mage, a single, low-level legendary spell is enough to send him to hell.

The mere thought of killing a future super-level mage in China made David's heart tremble with excitement.

Killing someone in the central district of a Chinese city is extremely arrogant, especially since the target was one of China's top geniuses. This would inevitably land him on the kill list of the Chinese Night Watch Army.

However, he had a human disguise and could hide himself. He would run away after killing people, and in a populous country like China, he was hard to catch. Naturally, the Night Watch had no way of knowing his true identity.

Once they return to their own country, the rewards they receive will be dozens of times greater than those at the auction two days later, and even super-grade magic crystals will be within reach. It's an incredibly profitable venture.

Moreover, the young man's international fame is also a huge sum of money.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

David suddenly turned his head, his eyes gleaming with the light of a hungry wolf.

The boy seemed to sense something, turned around, and happened to meet David's gaze.

David grinned silently.

boom!

The surging flames instantly filled the entire hall.