Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1624 - 374: Han Ling’er: Who Is He, Really!_2

Is that even feasible?

Within the Ruins' oppressive suppression, even a Molten Furnace Realm powerhouse would drop to Wolf Smoke Realm level. Does this fellow truly possess Melt God Realm strength?

Having trained in the Golden Bell Shield's Cross Training Method from a young age with extensive cross training, the Young Master achieves Rainbow Realm upon entering here. A regular Melt God Realm expert without emphasis on cross training reaches no higher than this in the Ruins.

What kind of nobody Ah Gou dares to challenge the Young Master to arm wrestling? Is he even qualified?

With these thoughts, ridicule flooded the faces of the Giant Wood Five Bears. Not just anyone deserves to exchange blows with our Young Master. Just wait and see—in fewer than two moves, this out-of-nowhere fool will surely become the Young Master's punching bag.

Far too arrogant!

The Giant Wood Five Bears harbored such notions, while Zhang Sen fixed his gaze toward Chen Jiusi.

Can he defeat Du Xiong?

No—even if he can't triumph, merely holding Du Xiong back briefly to give the Saintess and her allies a shot at escape would suffice.

Harboring this idea, hope swelled in Zhang Sen's heart, as the Giant Wood Five Bears sneered and declared, "Zhang Sen, let's wager. Your cocky newcomer won't survive past three exchanges against the Young Master."

Hearing those words, Zhang Sen glanced at the Giant Wood Five Bears and retorted, "Three moves? That's underrating him far too much!"

"Underrating him? He's worthless just like you."

The Giant Wood Five Bears shot Zhang Sen a mocking look, while Zhang Sen met it with a frosty stare, "You're the worthless one. Shall we bet?"

"A wager? Haha, fine—let's stake our lives!"

The Giant Wood Five Bears leveled a chilling glare at Zhang Sen, obviously meaning the loser forfeits his life.

Witnessing this, Zhang Sen's face grew icy, "Agreed, our lives on the line!"

…

As the pair staked their lives, Chen Jie thrust out his hand to block Du Xiong's strike. Du Xiong stood stunned at first, slow to comprehend his blow had been halted, before peering down at Chen Jie.

Du Xiong loomed far taller over Chen Jie, akin to an iron tower. He stood roughly 1.9 meters high, while Chen Jie measured a standard 1.8 meters.

Right then, Du Xiong glared down at Chen Jie with eyes brimming with chill, "Who are you?"

Chen Jie, still disguised as a grotesque elder, gazed at Du Xiong with a smile, "Allow me to introduce myself—Zhao Fu, servant to Miss Caidie."

"Servant? Hahaha, a pathetic servant like you dares interfere in this Young Master's business? Courting death?"

Du Xiong's blood-engorged eye gradually parted, exposing its bloodshot core. At that instant, Du Xiong bent toward Chen Jie, radiating intense pressure.

Facing this, Chen Jie regarded Du Xiong and stated, "I had no desire to interfere originally, but Miss Caidie proves useful to me, so I won't allow you free rein."

Hearing that, Du Xiong eyed Chen Jie and sneered, "Heh, honest at last? Servant? I've known from the outset you're no mere nobody. What servant blocks my punch so steadily? Speak—your name."

"I, Du Xiong, never slay nameless specters."

At Du Xiong's declaration, Chen Jie grinned, "Well put—you shun unknown kills. So confident? Let's trade a few blows. You'll discern my identity soon enough!"

"Otherwise, uttering my name now might send you fleeing."

In response, Du Xiong scoffed, "Send me fleeing? Hah, you're a master of lame jokes. Some stage clown?"

"Truly hilarious."

Du Xiong uttered coldly, and Chen Jie shot back, "Heh, clown or otherwise, why not test it out?"

With those words, Chen Jie surged forward at Du Xiong, cocking his fist for a savage punch straight at him.

Seeing Chen Jie strike first, Du Xiong's eyes sharpened, muscles coiling as he met the punch directly.

Evidently, though Du Xiong looked relaxed, he poured full power into it secretly. Noting this, Chen Jie realized the strike wouldn't land effectively, thus holding back to thirty percent strength.

Boom!

A dull thud resounded as Chen Jie fell back two steps. Du Xiong gauged the punch's might at about Wolf Smoke Realm.

Exerting Wolf Smoke Realm force inside the Ruins highlights impressive Cross Training. No surprise his audacity—he believes in his abilities and craves the spotlight.

Du Xiong had already dismissed Chen Jie as a flashy fraud lacking real depth.

Du Xiong sneered, "Wolf Smoke Realm? Commendable—you forced out that power here, worthy of boasting, but it's insignificant before me."

Chen Jie's eyes narrowed slightly at those words. Though merely a probe, Chen Jie gleaned several insights.

Du Xiong held genuine prowess, wielding the Golden Bell Shield masterfully. Moments ago, as Chen Jie's fist connected, a mighty rebound force lashed back.

Such potent rebound was a rarity in Chen Jie's experience.

This stemmed from the Martial Arts Power of the Golden Bell Shield's Sixth Layer.

The Golden Bell Shield evoked memories for Chen Jie of a game gear he once used: Anti Armor.

Force applied rebounds equally, making Du Xiong's mastery of the Golden Bell Shield's counterforce a truly daunting threat.