Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

Chu Zhaoding's lengthy analysis penetrated to the bone, cutting directly into the deepest part of Wang Yi's heart, so abruptly and thoroughly revealing the secret he had hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

Both their identities and abilities were laid bare, trembling and naked.

At first, Wang Yi's heart was pounding as she listened, but as Chu Zhaoding's analysis became more in-depth and thorough, Wang Yi's heartbeat began to reverse. It first stabilized, then skipped beats, and finally stopped.

Even now, he jumps around half-dead, as if he were dead.

During this time, Wang Yi even had a fleeting thought of killing someone to silence them.

But then, Wang Yi immediately realized that he had somehow lost his mind.

The person in front of me is no ordinary person, but an extraordinary mage who has touched the forbidden path of a mage, one of the nine marshals of China, a person who can kill himself with a single finger, no, without even using a finger.

Murder to cover it up? What a joke!

Even if you want to commit suicide in front of others, you have to ask them for their permission.

"Who exactly are you?"

As Chu Zhaoding asked his last question, Wang Yi's chaotic thoughts gradually began to return to normal.

Countless thoughts echoed in my mind.

Yes, who am I, really?

I am just an ordinary person from another world. There are no extraordinary magical abilities there. The only superpower there is probably the power of money.

I went to school like an ordinary person, worked diligently, was not outstanding as a child, did not stand out as an adult, failed to make a name for myself, and was just a beast of burden at work.

Intermittent bursts of ambition, continuous complacency and idleness, a desire to get rich quick, a desire to live a life of ease, and a preference for modest wealth and contentment.

Fortunately, although life was not affluent, it was safe and stable, and they had never experienced famine or war.

While other countries were exchanging missiles and engaged in fierce warfare, he was busy accumulating points for a discount and then cutting the price.

The only major battles I participated in in my past life were probably the college entrance examination battle and the e-commerce battle.

Occasionally, when I come across news of chaos and devastation in war-torn regions, I feel sorrow, but because it's so far away, it doesn't feel real enough.

Of course, a surge of passion and anger would also flash through my mind, imagining how I could set things right and uphold justice if I had enough power.

If I had to sum it up in one word, it would probably be...

All living beings.

Yes, that's the kind of person I was supposed to be.

If he hadn't been born into this world by accident, his life would probably have been just as uneventful.

Of course, looking back now, life in the original world was... a bit boring.

At the very least, there is still magical power here, and he has the ability to possess it.

However, all of this may soon vanish.

Wang Yi smiled bitterly to himself.

He thought back to when he first came into this world, how cautious and wary he was, how he pretended to be so self-righteous. In the eyes of some people, it was all pointless, a case of thinking only of the head and not the butt, and that he was just an idiot.

No, he's just an idiot.

However, looking back on these less than three years, Wang Yi doesn't think he did anything wrong.

Yes, he did many stupid things, but at least he didn't do anything bad or bully anyone. Even when he was bullied, he would endure it.

He still possesses the kindness of an ordinary person, and at least his moral bottom line is far above the law.

He was willing to take responsibility, but not because of any kindness. He wasn't some kind of born saint or savior. It was simply because his family and friends, the people he loved and the people who loved him, were already here.

They have a vague ideal and are on the path of putting it into practice.

His story has been told, leaving behind traces of his existence.

If it's just that because you come from another world, you don't deserve to live well in this world...

Well, Wang Yi is not convinced!

Wang Yi's thoughts coalesce through collisions, flourish in cohesion, and explode in flourishing.

"I!"

Wang Yi clenched his teeth, his eyes wide with anger. A new force, along with his violently fluctuating emotions, his inseparable feelings, and his clear and firm beliefs, suppressed, grew, and finally burst forth.

"yes!"

Click, click...

A series of faint cracking sounds rang out, barely audible but clear enough.

The curve of Chu Zhaoding's lips slowly widened, gradually revealing his snow-white front teeth.

"Wang Yi!"

boom!

With the restraints gone, Wang Yi's body suddenly fell from the air, his heavy body crashing onto the floor with a clear and firm sound.

"Cough cough cough..."

After breaking free of his restraints, Wang Yi felt dizzy and disoriented. He had to lower his center of gravity and kneel on one knee, pressing one hand on his knee and supporting himself with the other on the ground to avoid falling completely.

Tick-tock... Tick-tock...

A faint trickle of blood appeared from the tip of Wang Yi's nose, but he was too weak to wipe it away.

"Hahahaha..."

Chu Zhaoding's smile finally turned into real laughter, a loud and unrestrained laugh filled with admiration, satisfaction, and unparalleled joy, echoing throughout the entire office.

"I heard you!"

Chu Zhaoding squatted down and gently ran the back of his hand across Wang Yi's nose, staining it with blood.

"You are Wang Yi."

Chu Zhaoding pressed his bloodied right hand hard on Wang Yi's lowered head, ruffling his black hair.

"Wang Yi, welcome to a brand new world."

"At the same time, welcome to your world."