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Pei Yan quietly watched Song Mingyuan, who was in a frenzied state and laughing coldly, and after he finished laughing, Pei Yan said in a deep voice, "You've finished laughing, so it's time to end this."

Song Mingyuan straightened his body, removed the hand from his abdomen, and snorted coldly, "To put it bluntly, you refuse to negotiate with me because you think I'm not strong enough! Talking about justice and law! Then let me show you my true power and make you pay for your shortsightedness and underestimating me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a clap of thunder exploded, and Song Mingyuan vanished from sight in a flash of light. Pei Yan, by slowing things down, could barely discern the direction of his movements, yet his body couldn't keep up with Song Mingyuan's speed. Song Mingyuan didn't attack Pei Yan but instead bypassed him and headed for the crowd behind him.

Through the previous battles, Song Mingyuan understood clearly that his abilities were ineffective against Pei Yan. However, he didn't believe that his powers would be useless against everyone! By using his speed to subdue one of them, he would have leverage. Once he left this bizarre space, he would have ways to escape!

Just as Pei Yan turned his head, Song Mingyuan had already charged at the person he deemed the weakest. When Pei Yan saw the opponent he chose, the corners of his mouth curved up, and by the time he laughed aloud, Song Mingyuan's head had already been slammed to the ground.

This fool chose Xia Yu!

His attack couldn't be said to lack strength; the powerful electric force disintegrated most of Xia Yu's protective inner source at first contact. However, just as he was preparing to launch a second attack, his body suddenly felt as if it was weighed down by a thousand catties, and before he could react, his head was forcefully slammed onto the ground.

"Such arrogance!" Pei Yan smiled as he walked forward. After he advanced to the first stage of awakening, he had sparred with Xia Yu. In a state of pure hand-to-hand combat without using Metal Storm or nanobots, even he, with his mechanical body, was thoroughly suppressed by Xia Yu. Song Mingyuan, who had never undergone professional training, was practically courting death!

Releasing his hold on the enemy, Xia Yu's inner source restored to its original state. Everyone stepped back a few paces, intentionally leaving Song Mingyuan for Pei Yan to deal with.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Song Mingyuan got up from the ground, his chest soaked with crimson blood, blood seeping from his nose and mouth, and his eyes swollen, making his vision blur. The brain attacked now buzzed as he saw his hands turn into double images.

"Each and every one of you looks down on me! You will pay for this!" Hearing the clanking sound of metallic footsteps behind him, Song Mingyuan spat out bloody froth from his mouth, reached into his chest to take out a necklace hanging around his neck, and slowly placed a black, demon-head-shaped pendant from it into his mouth, muttering, "Thunder God Possession!"

The next moment, under the astonished eyes of everyone, his hunched figure began to expand! Originally standing at 1.8 meters with a slender build, he transformed into a three-meter tall, robust demon bathed in lightning!

"A second-stage awakening? In just a year and a half, with no systematic training or extensive combat experience, how is this possible?" Ye Jiumu exclaimed in shock, shielding against the dazzling light emitted by him.

"That's not his power; he's using the force from another world to forcibly achieve this state! Is it the Magic Realm? Did he get this thing from there? This will consume his own life force!" Hu Wenjun squinted, watching Song Mingyuan's towering figure shrouded in thunder and the massive demon symbol behind him. Recalling the eerie patterns in his dorm, it might not be medieval black magic but some sinister entity from the Magic Realm. Belonging to the Magic Department, he was not well-informed about such matters. It seems he needed to question his Magic Department colleagues about this matter.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!" After Song Mingyuan transformed into this form, he stretched his neck, his eyes vacant, constantly emitting meaningless roars until, a minute later, he seemed to adjust to this bodily state. His eyes rolling back sparkled with life as he turned to look at Pei Yan, who was significantly shorter and grinned menacingly, "You forced me into this! Now, do I have bargaining power with you?"

"Ah, tsk tsk tsk! Sorry, still no!" Pei Yan shook his head helplessly, mocking him.

"Then die!" Before Song Mingyuan's words trailed off, his towering figure disappeared from the spot, reappearing behind Pei Yan with a large hand grasping a scythe, slashing towards Pei Yan's head.

Although Pei Yan couldn't keep up with his movements, he could discern his intentions. As he vanished before Pei Yan's eyes, Pei Yan lunged forward, and before he stabilized himself, the booming sound of thunder and lightning came from behind. He looked to the side, seeing the massive scythe lodged in the ground, emitting a shower of sparks.

"Pei Yan, he's already reached the second stage of awakening; leave the rest to us!" Hu Wenjun stepped forward, attempting to intervene.

"Captain Hu, let me handle this!" Pei Yan turned and shouted at Song Mingyuan. Hu Wenjun hesitated at these words. After all, having not participated in Pei Yan's previous battles and with a lack of combat tasks recently, he was somewhat apprehensive about Pei Yan's combat strength.

At this moment, Ye Jiumu placed a hand on his shoulder and said, "Captain Hu, this kid hasn't even awakened yet."

"It's not that I haven't awakened, just that I've effectively controlled the awakening ability within my fists," Pei Yan nodded his head, saying in a deep voice, "Artificial mennd induction!"

The next second, Pei Yan's mechanical body swelled as well. Confronting Song Mingyuan's advancing scythe, he charged head-on. When he grabbed the wrist holding the scythe, he had grown to be over three meters tall, gazing levelly into Song Mingyuan's chaotic eyes. Pei Yan unceremoniously stepped forward and executed a back body drop, slamming Song Mingyuan to the ground with a boom.

"I thought the Thunder God would use a hammer instead," Pei Yan mocked when Song Mingyuan lost grip of the scythe and threw it aside.

Song Mingyuan, with his wrist held tightly and unable to escape, out of anger, shot beams from his eyes directly at Pei Yan's chest. The high-energy electrical power converged at a point on his chest, quickly turning it red hot.

This was the first time Pei Yan couldn't absorb the electrical output of his opponent quickly enough. Seeing the gradually heating red spot on his chest, Pei Yan, at his wit's end, released his hold, landing a punch on the opponent's face.

As Pei Yan let go, Song Mingyuan's body again disappeared from below him, reappearing behind him with an outstretched arm, retrieving the scythe now gleaming in his palm. Just as he was about to swing down, he spotted numerous circular muzzles protruding from Pei Yan's back, making him feel disgusted.