Awakening Of The Berserk System

"Hehe, Miss Xie, the truth is very simple. If the City Lord returns from the west, who will inherit the West Wind City?" Zhang Tianhao looked at Xijie and asked.    

Xijie thought for a moment and said to Zhang Tianhao, "If that's the case, then I should be the one to inherit it."    

"That's right. If you were the one to inherit the inheritance, Wey Jie would not be able to get anything, and would instead become a gift for you. Naturally, he would not do such a stupid thing. Therefore, he prepared two plans." Zhang Tianhao said.    

"Which two plans?" Xijie couldn't help but look at Zhang Tianhao.    

"These two plans are also very simple. You will go to Devil Ape Mountain Range to hunt Devil Ape. Then, you will be killed by the assassins sent by Wey Jie. Without you, the first successor, the position of the City Lord will naturally be his." Xijie's expression was a little pale.    

"Then what about the second plan?" Xijie was a little moved by Zhang Tianhao's words and immediately asked.    

"Isn't that the truth? You will take this poison prescription and give it to the City Lord. When the City Lord passes away, you will bear all the responsibility. At that time, you will be executed. The position will still be his." Zhang Tianhao said to Xijie.    

"That's just one-sided words from you. You still haven't proven it."    

Although Wey Jie said so, his expression was already very ugly. Those who were observant knew that Wey Jie was already angry from embarrassment after the matter was exposed.    

"Is that so? Just now, I had the City Lord Mansion's Protector Lin go and capture the so-called number one doctor of the West Wind City. As for what happened, you will know when you ask him. Protector Lin, I have entrusted you with a task, so go and do it." Zhang Tianhao looked at a handsome warrior and said.    

This warrior was the City Lord's trusted aide. Zhang Tianhao also believed that he would not be easily bought over by others. So he sent him to find the so-called number one doctor of the West Wind city.    

"Physician Piao, tell me, what exactly is going on? If you have half a lie, I will let you experience all kinds of torture in the West Wind City …" Xijie said coldly.    

"I said... I said... These were all done by Young Master Wey Jie..." Doctor Piao said as he pointed at Wey Jie with his trembling finger.    

"Now, what else do you have to say?" Xijie said to Wey Jie with a pale face.    

"Hahaha …" That's right, I did it. But so what? Now, the City Lord Mansion is all mine. Do you think you still have a life?" Wey Jie looked at Xijie complacently and said.    

"Wey Jie, you are heartless. If it wasn't for father saving you and acknowledging you as his adopted son, you would have died a long time ago. I never thought that not only would you not repay your kindness, you would even bite back." Xijie pointed at Wey Jie and said.    

Wey Jie smiled coldly and said, "So what? Since he treats me so well, why doesn't he give me the position of the City Lord? Instead, he wants to give it to you …"    

"Wey Jie, oh, oh, you don't know how much my father cares about you. Father said that your personality is not enough to be the City Lord. He hopes that when I succeed the position of the City Lord in the future, I can help you pass it to me. I, Xijie, am just a girl, and I don't have any thoughts about the position of the City Lord of the West Wind City. When you grow up to be strong enough to inherit the position of the City Lord, this position will naturally be yours." Xijie said coldly to Wei Jie.    

"You are talking nonsense. I don't believe that you are not interested in this position." Wey Jie said to Xijie.    

"Do you think that everyone is greedy for the so-called power just because they look at you?" Xijie said in disdain.    

"No matter what, you will die today."    

Wey Jie knew that since things had come to this point, he had no way out.    

"Go!"    

More than a hundred warriors had appeared around him at some point in time. Most of these warriors were High Rank Martial Saints, and a few of them were Early Rank Martial Monarchs.    

"Just these people want to attack me …"    

Zhang Tianhao looked at Xijie and said, "Don't worry, you can hide behind me."    

More than a dozen warriors rushed in front of Zhang Tianhao.    

"Die!"    

Zhang Tianhao instantly threw out more than a dozen punches. Those dozen punches were extremely fast, hitting more than a dozen High Rank Martial Saints.    

Zhang Tianhao didn't use any true essence or martial skills. He only used his physical strength and speed.    

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"    

More than a dozen martial artists were instantly killed and turned into Zhang Tianhao's experience points.    

"Kill! Go!"    

Zhang Tianhao's bravery had completely ignited Wey Jie's madness.    

However, the highest cultivation among these martial artists was only an Early Rank Martial Monarch. How could they be a match for Zhang Tianhao?    

"Clang!"    

The Blood God Blade was unsheathed.    

Zhang Tianhao slashed out with his blade. Like a gust of wind, more than a dozen martial artists were beheaded.    

Zhang Tianhao did not stop and once again pounced towards the other martial artists. These martial artists could not see his movements clearly. They faintly felt a gust of wind blowing past their necks. Then, their heads flew away.    

In less than half a cup of tea's time, nearly a hundred martial artists were killed by Zhang Tianhao.    

"You … You are not human …"    

Wey Jie was so scared that his hair stood on end. The combat strength that Zhang Tianhao displayed was simply too strong. Wey Jie was only a High Rank Martial Saint, so how could he be a match for Zhang Tianhao?    

Step by step, Zhang Tianhao walked towards Wey Jie, who was so scared that his legs turned soft.    

"Mr. Sheng! Save me … Mr. Sheng, save me …"    

Wey Jie said to the white-robed old man beside him.    

"Don't worry, Young Master. I will take care of this person for you. As long as you remember what you promised us before,"    

The white-robed old man looked at Wey Jie and said.    

Wey Jie nodded his head and said to the old man in white, "Don't worry, Mister Sheng. I will definitely keep my promise."    

"Alright, then I'll take care of these people for you. They will not live past today," the white-robed old man said.    

"Hahaha, you guys are dead. Mr. Sheng has decided to take action. You will all be finished."    

Wey Jie was very proud of himself.    

"What Mr. Sheng? Is he very powerful?" Zhang Tianhao said expressionlessly.    

"Young Master Zhang, if you can, you can leave by yourself! Don't worry about us. Mr. Sheng is an Imperial Sovereign Stage warrior. He is not someone we can fight against." Xijie said to Zhang Tianhao.    

"Imperial Sovereign Stage? Hehe …"    

Zhang Tianhao said to the white-robed old man indifferently, "How about this? You can take one of my punches. You can leave today … I won't make things difficult for you … How about it?"    

"Arrogant! If you can take three punches from me, I will let you go."    

After the white-robed old man finished speaking, his entire body emitted a terrifying aura.    

Zhang Tianhao's feet did not move at all. He said to the white-robed old man casually, "You can attack. I'm afraid that if I attack first, you won't have the chance."    

"Arrogant! Watch my move!"    

The white-robed old man slapped his palm towards Zhang Tianhao's body.    

"Golden Palm!"