"You're courting death!" Wang Lin's expression was ferocious.

His girlfriend was right beside him. How could he afford to make a fool of himself?

As a strength-based awakened being, Wang Lin had long cultivated to the Bronze level!

Could he still not handle Jiang Nan, who was just a lowly Black Iron?

So, gritting his teeth against the intense pain, he threw another punch.

"Bang!"

This punch was firmly caught by Jiang Nan, who then squeezed hard.

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!"

Wang Lin howled in pain, his face contorted with agony.

He began to doubt his life!

I'm the strength-based awakened being! How could I be crushed in terms of strength?

Is this kid also a strength-based awakened being?

He's so strong! Isn't he a space-based one?

[+888 resentment points from Wang Lin!]

The system prompt rang out in Jiang Nan's mind.

Jiang Nan's eyes immediately lit up.

After integrating with the system, he had generally understood its basic functions.

The lucky roulette wheel was used for lottery draws with resentment points.

One draw required ten thousand resentment points!

Ten consecutive draws needed one hundred thousand!

He hadn't known how to obtain these resentment points just now.

But now it seemed so simple! Just make people resent him!

What kind of perverted preference did this system have?

At this moment, Jiang Nan looked at Wang Lin with a different gaze.

It was as if he were looking at a glittering golden pixiu.

Grabbing Wang Lin's fist, he turned around and pinned him to the ground, then straddled him.

He punched with his left hand.

"Bang!"

"Ow!"

[+666 resentment points from Wang Lin!]

Then he punched with his right hand.

"Bang!"

"Ow!"

[+686 resentment points from Wang Lin!]

...

Jiang Nan's punches rained down like a storm, and the sounds of "bang" and "ow" kept ringing out. Watching the constantly refreshing resentment points, he was overjoyed in his heart!

It was like chewing gum that never stopped!

After punching for a while and still not feeling satisfied, he picked up a small folding stool nearby and smashed it hard at Wang Lin's face.

[+999 resentment points from Wang Lin!]

Huh? It seemed much easier to use the small folding stool than fists?

In a short while, quite a few onlookers gathered around, and many people were using their mobile phones to record short videos.

"Damn, this bald guy is so fierce! He doesn't look that old. Won't he beat someone to death?"

"This is a bit too much, right? Look at how badly he's beaten that guy. His face is all swollen..."

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"Too much? I just saw that the girl overturned this young man's stall and even called us stinky street vendors! Who else should he beat if not this guy?"

"He deserved to be beaten! We're setting up street stalls in response to the call of the country!"

Li MuYan stood there, looking flustered and at a loss.

Wang Lin was at the strength of Bronze Three-Star and was also a strength-based awakened being with outstanding combat power.

How could he be so brutally abused by Jiang Nan, a low-level Black Iron?

Was he on stimulants?

Jiang Nan was usually quite an honest person...

"Stop hitting! I'll call the police if you don't stop!"

[+888 resentment points from Li MuYan!]

Jiang Nan paused with the small folding stool in his hand and looked at Wang Lin, whose face had already been smashed into that of a pig's.

Tears were streaming down his swollen face like a pig's. He was actually beaten to tears?

"Fine, I'll stop hitting. But all my socks have been dirtied by you. How can I sell them now? You buy them all!"

Wang Lin's mentality had collapsed. He couldn't believe that he had been completely defeated by a high school student...

He asked weakly, "How much are they?"

"Ten yuan for each pair!"

"What? Weren't they four pairs for ten yuan? Are you trying to rob me?"

Jiang Nan curled his lips, "What do you think I'm doing?"

Wang Lin: "..."

[+666 resentment points from Wang Lin!]

There were more than two hundred pairs of socks in total, and just like that, over two thousand yuan was in his hands!

Wang Lin didn't want to buy them either, but if he didn't buy these socks, he probably wouldn't be able to leave today...

Li MuYan quickly helped the beaten-up Wang Lin to his feet and said resentfully, "There's the monthly test for the Spiritual Martial Class in Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School tomorrow. Just wait to be kicked out!"

"Starting from tomorrow, don't even think about staying in the Spiritual Martial Class anymore!"

Jiang Nan didn't hear what she said at all and was even waving his hand...

"Goodbye, God. Come again next time!"

[+999 resentment points from Wang Lin!]

Come again?

Come to get beaten up again?

With more and more onlookers gathering around and the money already earned, Jiang Nan didn't dare to stay any longer.

He quickly wrapped up the stall cloth, put it on the back seat of his bicycle, folded the small folding stool, and tucked it under his arm.

Jiang Nan rode his "Phoenix" brand old-fashioned bicycle.

In a good mood, he hummed a little tune.

"Riding my beloved bicycle~ There will never be traffic jams~"

The bicycle chain rattled against the fender, as if accompanying him.

Tomorrow was the monthly test for the Spiritual Martial Class in Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School. Because of his poor talent, Jiang Nan had only managed to upgrade to the pitiful Black Iron Three-Star by his senior year in high school since he awakened his space-based superpower and became one in ten thousand spiritual martial artists in his freshman year.

His classmates had already reached the peak of Black Iron, and some had even been promoted to Bronze.

If his cultivation level didn't break through to Black Iron Five-Star in this monthly test, he would be kicked back to the ordinary class.

There would be no more spirit beads provided by the school for him to cultivate, and his strength would have to stop right there...

Twenty years ago, numerous spiritual ruins gates appeared all over the earth. The spiritual energy gushing out from them had brought the earth into the era of spiritual energy revival.

At the same time, a large number of spirit beasts rushed out and impacted human society.

Humans were also able to awaken superpowers because of the spiritual energy revival.

After experiencing the initial turmoil and paying a heavy price, the present prosperous and peaceful era was finally achieved.

However, the awakened people were bound to have an impact on human society, so various policies regarding spiritual martial artists had gradually been perfected!

Spiritual martial universities were established in major provinces and cities across the country, and spiritual martial classes were separated in high schools, which was one of the policies.

Jiang Nan was lucky to become an awakened being, and he even had the rarest space-based superpower.

But he was given the worst talent.

That was why such a big farce had happened.

Originally, Jiang Nan thought that it would be okay to be kicked out. It was also good to be an ordinary person.

With his own hands and feet, even though he was an orphan, he could support himself without any problem.

But this accidentally obtained "Strongest Street Stall System" made Jiang Nan's mind start to work.

"I hope that the marrow-washing fruit is really useful!"

Jiang Nan thought, and then suddenly felt a coolness on his head...

Damn it, he had forgotten that he was bald!

That damn strength-enhancing potion was too much of a rip-off.

"System, why did you only introduce the functions in the description? Why didn't you mention the side effects?"

"Don't worry about these details!"

Jiang Nan: "What the fuck?"

Judging by the nature of this system, wouldn't the marrow-washing fruit also have some side effects...

Why think so much? Just go home and give it a try!

After riding for more than half an hour, he arrived at a small alley in the suburbs of Jiangcheng.

There was a barbecue stall at the entrance of the alley. The business was booming, and there were quite a few diners. Jiang Nan's stomach growled.

The aunt carrying the plates greeted him, "Xiao Nan, just finished packing up your stall? Are you hungry? Come on, Aunt Zhou will get you a plate of fried noodles!"

Jiang Nan smiled and said, "No need, Aunt Zhou. I've already eaten outside. Here's the rent of 2,500 yuan for this month. I'm sorry for delaying it for so many days."

Aunt Zhou took the rent, "Oh, it's not easy for you alone. You have to study and set up a stall at the same time..."

"Why did you shave your head?"

Jiang Nan: "..."

"Hehe, I thought it would be cooler in summer..."

"Alright, it looks quite energetic too!"

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Jiang Nan rushed home in a hurry. He wanted to see if the marrow-washing spirit fruit was really effective!