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Let's think about what to do next... Hmm... This is a tavern, so first, let's find out who the strongest person around here is. Right, the so-called strong ones are usually in the army, right? I need to find out which country is the most powerful in this world. If all else fails, I might as well make an enemy of the entire country. Since Sun Wukong could fight a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, to surpass him, fighting a hundred thousand is the minimum training. Yeah, that's the plan. Alright! After taking a bath, I'll go have a meal at this tavern first! With a full stomach, I'll have the strength to face challenges!
Mengdie opened his eyes, preparing to stand up from the pool. What he didn't expect was that, as soon as he opened his eyes, five muscular brutes had surrounded him. Within this circle formed by the five brutes, there was also a man in his thirties with golden beard curving upwards, wearing only a bath towel around his lower half, and a lecherous look on his face.
This thirty-something man was looking at Mengdie with an irritating gaze, sizing him up and down while constantly muttering something incomprehensible. Mengdie glanced around and estimated that these five brutes were probably the henchmen of the middle-aged man. The man kept gesturing with his hands, seemingly wanting Mengdie to stand up.
"Heh, someone wants to challenge me just as I arrive in this world? My body is still a bit numb, but fighting shouldn't be a problem."
Mengdie snorted coldly and slowly stood up. Due to his tense concentration earlier, he hadn't noticed that people in this world seemed quite tall. He was over 1.8 meters tall, and it seemed that all the adult men around him, including this man, were taller than him.
However, a height difference isn't the only standard in combat. Mengdie snorted again, crossed his arms, and stared at the man in front of him.
The man seemed very pleased with Mengdie standing up, his eyes bloodshot and drool dripping from the corners of his mouth. Mengdie didn't understand what he wanted, just staying alert and ready to fight!
Finally... the man moved! He reached towards his waist, seemingly finally issuing a challenge! Mengdie immediately stepped back with his right foot, every warrior cell in his body ready for action!
The man's mouth twisted into a vile smirk, and suddenly! He grabbed the towel around his waist and yanked it away! Laughing arrogantly at Mengdie!
Everyone around seemed to understand what the man was trying to convey, but Mengdie was still confused. He stared for a while longer, still not seeing the man launch an attack. What? Was exposing oneself under a towel some sort of etiquette in this world? What kind of etiquette? A sign of friendliness? Or a challenge?
Mengdie's gaze slowly moved down to the man's waist. His manhood was standing proud, as if extremely excited. However, Mengdie still didn't understand the meaning. He pointed at the man's privates, then spread his hands and shook his head, indicating he didn't understand.
But to Mengdie's surprise, this gesture seemed to enrage the man. His face flushed with shame and anger, and he yelled loudly. As for what he yelled, Mengdie didn't understand, only gesturing towards the towel in the man's hand, suggesting he cover himself up. Or he would point at the man's privates with a serious expression, spreading his hands to show his confusion.
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After two or three times, the man seemed to finally lose his temper. He glanced at the other bathers around, who were whispering and pointing at his lower half, and couldn't hold back anymore, letting out a loud roar! Along with the roar, he threw the towel aside and lunged towards Mengdie's chest with both hands!
"Hehe, finally starting to make a move?"
Mengdie was amused, thinking that their communication had finally led to understanding. Want to fight? Gladly!
Since it was his first time fighting with someone from this world, Mengdie didn't dare to be careless. Although the "tiger claws" (he didn't know what people in this world called this attack) moving towards him were a bit slow, and full of openings, Mengdie still stepped back, deciding to block this first attack!
He spread his hands and quickly pressed towards the man's wrist arteries from both sides. Mengdie's move was purely defensive, and he didn't move fast, expecting the man to retract his attack and strike from another angle. But...
Mengdie easily grabbed the man's wrists...
The process was too smooth, so smooth that Mengdie couldn't believe it! The wrists in his hands were so weak and useless, not exerting any strength at all! Why would such a person casually grab a man's chest??? Seeing him now sweating profusely and wailing, he clearly had no combat experience at all!
But when the five brutes around screamed and pounced on him, Mengdie realized the answer. This man was probably just a spoiled rich kid, and these five bodyguards were probably skilled masters!
Mengdie didn't dare to be negligent, pulling the man's wrists backward, and as his body collided with Mengdie, Mengdie lifted his knee and pressed it into the man's abdomen. The man crouched, holding his stomach, and Mengdie immediately stepped on his shoulder and leaped towards the two brutes in front, his legs striking towards the faces of each.
Like before, this was just a test, so Mengdie didn't exert much strength. His speed was also at an absolute minimum. Compared to his three-day and three-night battle with the Buddha, he didn't even use one ten-thousandth of his strength. But to his utter surprise... his kicks landed?
The brutes hit in the face flew like cannonballs into the bath, splashing water. Seeing the situation turn bad, a thinner brute stepped back and started chanting. In just two seconds, the water beside him rose up, forming a sharp spike that stabbed fiercely towards Mengdie's back! Mengdie, however, stood dumbfounded in the pool, his face still in disbelief.
If Mengdie could understand what the people around him were saying, he would definitely remember these two words — magic!
The sharp water spike broke through the air, dispersing Mengdie's long hair with its gust. Yet, Mengdie still had no reaction, not understanding the yelling around him. Only when the water spike actually hit his back did he finally come to his senses.
The water spike shattered upon impact, turning back into droplets and falling into the bath. The mage showed a shocked expression, and the entire bathhouse was in an uproar, unable to believe it! Mengdie turned his head, looking at the droplets that had just fallen into the bath, and thought for a moment. Then, his right hand raised slightly... and suddenly! A huge icicle stabbed out in front of the brute, grazing his nose! The icy sharpness instantly dispelled the warmth of the bathhouse, bringing endless coldness into everyone's hearts!
Huh, this is interesting. Is magic not a rare thing in this world?
Mengdie lowered his hand, and the icicle shattered as if it had never existed, turning into droplets before they even hit the bath, filling the bathhouse with humid mist again.
Mengdie stepped towards the three remaining brutes. From the fear and surprise on their faces, it was clear that their strength was just as he had seen. This greatly disappointed Mengdie! His excitement for a good fight immediately vanished, and he even lost the mood to continue bathing. He stepped out of the bath and walked towards the changing room.
"％￥&@#￥&&#——！！！"
Suddenly, the voice of the rich kid who was holding his stomach came from behind. Mengdie was annoyed by his endless chatter and turned around, ready to teach this man who learned to fight for no reason a lesson with his fist! But what he didn't expect was...
The man knelt on one knee, holding a rose in his right hand and offering it to Mengdie, while his left hand covered his chest, singing a song with a devout face...
It was a love song. Even without understanding the words, Mengdie could tell from the tune that this was a love song! Thinking of this, his anger flared up instantly! No wonder the people of this world are so weird, so same-sex marriage proposals are so common?! Damn, what kind of world of powerful people is this? Just a chaotic dump! Death, take me back, I'm choosing again!!!
Of course, the King of Hell wouldn't come to respond to Mengdie. The man kept shaking his head and singing the love song, offering the rose. His five subordinates also knelt in a circle around Mengdie, looking even more sincere than their master.
Mengdie snorted heavily, reached out and grabbed the man's neck, lifting him up, ready to scold him! But as he opened his mouth, his still numb tongue couldn't articulate properly. His own voice sounded strange to him. He helplessly shook his head and closed his mouth, raised his fist in front of the man's face, and waved it, indicating that if he continued this way, don't blame Mengdie's fist for being unfriendly!
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