The other man was startled and furious, as he bent over to grab a nearby stool. Why would Sheyan give him the chance? With a kick, the man felt a huge force coming from his waist. He couldn't help but fly into the air. Then, he crashed into two tables and three people. He rolled a few times on the ground. His waist was in so much pain that he almost lost all feeling. This was obviously the result of Sheyan holding back.
At this moment, the young maiden was terrified. She watched as Sheyan slowly approached like a wild beast, blood trickling down from his forehead. She screamed out loudly.
"You, what are you trying to do?"
Sheyan grabbed her hand, as the young lady screamed and wailed. Her other hand frantically scratched, but Sheyan mercilessly slapped her. She struggled even more fiercely, and Sheyan slapped her again. This time her voice was hoarse, and her actions were obedient. The bar was in chaos, some called the police, some sneaked away, and some cursed loudly. But because of the previous example of the two flower protectors, no one dared to provoke Sheyan.
"Let her go!" At this moment, a voice that was forcefully suppressing his anger transmitted from the bar counter. Sheyan coldly turned his head, only to see bar owner Peter aiming a double-barreled shotgun at him.
Sheyan sneered and said.
"You don't dare to open fire. If you have the courage to open fire, you won't stay here and open a small bar. "
Sheyan single-handedly grabbed the young lady's neck, and casually tossed her aside, as though he was tossing away a gunny sack. Of course another crashing sound could be heard, as 2-3 tables and stools were completely overturned. Sheyan regretfully shrugged his shoulders and said.
"You should lose weight."
Then he crossed his arms, as he turned around to face the bar owner Peter who had a face of disbelief.
"You can see it now right? I am a vicious and merciless bastard who seeks revenge for the smallest grievance. If I were you, I would definitely consider accepting this 200 thousand USD, and then concoct a glass of Chardonnay brandy. This is also the fastest way to get me out of here. "
As he spoke, Sheyan had already walked back to his previous seat, and tossed the password-locked briefcase over. Pete shook his head.
"No, no, I find it hard to believe that you're only here for a drink."
Sheyan earnestly replied.
"Reality is often stranger than fiction, sir. Why don't you lay down that shotgun and try to mix me a glass of Charbonneville brandy? What would you lose from this? Don't tell me you still insist on that damn rule of only making three cups a day. I believe that it's just a tool for you to accumulate wealth. "
The bar owner, Peter, was speechless, he didn't know what to say. Not even 20 seconds later, a glass of Salkanik brandy was pushed in front of Sheyan. Sheyan gazed at this cup of wine that he had travelled across the ocean with great difficulty. He then drained it in one gulp, before finally receiving a heavenly notification from his nightmare imprint.
"You drank Charcac brandy."
"You successfully completed the milestone: 'Wine Master'."
"You received the Black-Iron title: 'Wine Master'. When drinking any alcoholic beverage, your explosive strike rate will increase by 6%, and you will receive an additional 10 HP healing effect. The explosive strike rate increase effect will last for 60 minutes."
Looking at the additional effects of this' Wine Master ', Sheyan exhaled in satisfaction. The most satisfying aspect of this title, was that when drinking any alcoholic beverage, he would receive an additional 10 HP healing effect. This effect seemed like a chicken rib, because unless a contestant was a drunkard, who would carry alcohol around everywhere? Furthermore, it only increased the healing effect, and not directly healed.
But because of the existence of Sheyan's soul equipment, 'Endless spirited vodka', Sheyan's original 25 points of healing effect was now able to raise his HP by 35 points!
Of course, he also received an important piece of information. That was, titles actually had grades! It seems like the Black-Iron rank was the most basic. Sheyan then inquired the nightmare imprint, but only received the important information of 'Black-Iron rank and above titles can only be obtained through synthesis'. Now that he had successfully obtained the title, he wasn't willing to stay here any longer. He walked out of the bar and prepared to leave.
After leaving the bar, Sheyan discovered that it was drizzling outside. A Maserati sports car was parked outside the bar entrance, it should be that rich family's young miss. Suddenly, a Ferrari sports car sped out from a faraway corner. In a flash, it had arrived at the entrance of the bar. The snow white lights illuminated Sheyan, the drizzle of rain was like a dense web of needles and threads weaving a net.
"That's him!" A customer who just ran out of the bar pointed at Sheyan and shouted.
Before the Ferrari came to a stop, a graceful figure dressed in white training clothes pounced out from the car window, sending a kick towards Sheyan!
This kick was extremely stable and accurate, that long leg was extended perfectly straight, and even stirred up a strong gust of wind in the air.
Currently, Sheyan was far from an ordinary person. Even without the support of any equipment, his pure attribute strength, physique and perceptive sensing had reached a terrifying value of 12, 24 and 13, which was several times that of an ordinary person. Sheyan raised his elbow to block, but he didn't expect the speed of the kick to suddenly increase. "Pa!" It swept across Sheyan's neck!
If it was an ordinary person, then Sheyan would've been sent flying. But to Sheyan who possessed a terrifying 24 points of physique in the present world, this kick could only cause him to sway a little.
However, the graceful white figure used her hand to support herself, and borrowed the rebound force from her leg to spin in the air. Then, she sent out another kick. This time, Sheyan was able to block it in time. However, the third kick carried a dance like beauty. Following closely behind, it landed on Sheyan's knee. The angle and strength of this kick was perfect, causing Sheyan to lose his balance and fall face first.
Sheyan's heart stirred, instantly realizing that he had most likely encountered a legendary Guo Shu expert. Another possibility was that she was also a contestant. However, Sheyan could feel that although this lady's combat experience and techniques were abundant, she lacked the mournful and murderous aura of a contestant who had struggled through life and death situations! Hence, she didn't pose any threat to him.
Although he had lost his balance due to this lady, Sheyan's formidable strength as a contestant was still displayed. His right hand pressed against the ground, easily executing a hip-hop dance move before retreating. Just as he was about to take a breather, he discovered that this lady had actually sent out a kick in front of him! Once this woman in white training clothes kicked out, it was like a spinning wheel. Once it was started, it was continuous. Even if someone tried to block it, she would borrow the force of her kick. It was as suffocating as a storm.
This kick mercilessly landed on Sheyan's left cheek, the force behind it was rather huge, sending Sheyan tumbling away. Instantly, his entire body was drenched in mud. At this moment, a burst of cheers and sparse applause could be heard from the side. Those patrons were all praising Miss Jin for her ferocity. That lady smiled faintly, brushing her ponytail behind her head as she raised her chin, looking rather pleased with herself.
At present, Sheyan didn't feel the humiliation of having his face swept away. Instead, he felt that this Miss Jin's close combat techniques were rather practical. Previously, when he was learning 'grappling', some of the obscure mechanical parts were suddenly enlightened. After being kicked away, he didn't feel anything special. He immediately stood up, and hooked his finger towards Miss Jin.
Miss Jin's heart clenched. Her previous kick was practically her full strength. Previously in the dojo, she could already 'break five boards'. Normally, when she kicked someone's head, they would definitely be dizzy. She didn't expect that after receiving a kick, this person actually stood up as though nothing had happened. Moreover, when a man hooked his finger towards a woman, not only did it carry a hint of contempt, it also carried a hint of sexist discrimination. This Miss Jin was instantly enraged, as she charged towards Sheyan and sent a kick towards him!
Sheyan's strength far exceeded her, he casually stretched out his hand to block, but this Miss Jin's kick only caused him to stagger back by half a step. Following that, this lady unleashed a flurry of kicks like a tempest. The spectators all held their breaths, as though they were intoxicated, cheering loudly.
In actual fact, this was exactly the effect Sheyan was aiming for. Besides, his skin was thick and his flesh was thick, it didn't matter even if he suffered a few hits. More importantly, he would be able to comprehend some battle techniques during this battle. To Sheyan, this moment of enlightenment could very well determine the outcome of a life and death battle! So what if he delayed a bit of time at this time?
As the battle dragged on, even the spectators began to realize that something was wrong with the battle. Although Miss Jin's long legs were still kicking vigorously, occasionally kicking Sheyan, she was panting like a princess who had just received three guests. Her breathing was clear and audible, and her forehead was dripping with sweat. Actually, this was relatively normal. In the present world, once a fight broke out, it would usually be settled in a minute or two. Being able to last for 5 minutes was already considered a long and drawn out battle. Furthermore, this lady was naturally inferior in terms of physical strength. (To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to donate your recommendation votes or monthly votes. Your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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