My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

Hecheng, North City Gate Plaza.

Deathly silence.

All eyes were fixed on the man whose body was engulfed in flames.

Chen, even more so, had recognized his identity in an instant!

'Xiaoyu…'

Chen's mind was in utter chaos.

Although at this moment, Chen Yu had changed into a different set of clothes, with a scarf wrapped around his face. The hat on his head had been swapped for an ancient official's hat, its long "wings" serving to hide his identity.

But as a father, how could he not recognize his own son's stature?

"To think…"

"…"

"He has become a Transcendent."

The old man muttered to himself, in a daze.

…

"Didn't see that coming." The man in sunglasses standing on the "execution platform" slowly lowered his rifle, revealing what he believed to be a well-intentioned smile: "Dude, you really showed up."

Chen Yu, maintaining a maniacal expression, stepped forward with legs that trembled with contained power, approaching the man in sunglasses step by step.

"Calm down, buddy." The man in sunglasses held his hands in a fist salute and bowed slightly to Chen Yu: "Firstly, I am here representing the Supernatural Alliance on a temporary basis, extending a friendly hand to you. The 'Great Emperor' heard about your situation and has great admiration for you, which is why he sent my wife and me to personally invite you.

We had to make such a fuss only because we couldn't find you."

"…" Chen Yu remained silent, continuing his cold march.

"Secondly." The man in sunglasses glanced at the civilian he had almost killed with the rifle and bowed once more: "That guy must be your friend, right? Bring him a chair, untie him, and have him take a seat!"

"Yes!" An underling hurriedly complied, picking up a chair and running into the arena.

As he passed Chen Yu, he bowed humbly.

But before he could straighten up, Chen Yu's hand had clamped onto his head.

A vicious squeeze!

"Crack!"

The underling collapsed limply to the ground.

The pupils of the man in sunglasses widened abruptly beneath his shades.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Holding his grip, Chen Yu ignored the blood and bits of flesh dripping from his fist and continued his march.

"…Dude, what's your deal." The man in sunglasses broke his silence after a moment: "We've checked these people multiple times and confirmed they're not your relatives. At most, some of them are just friends with you. If I accidentally killed one, I apologize. And I'm willing to compensate you. You can ask for anything. The Alliance won't be stingy."

"…" Chen Yu still said nothing but quickened his pace instead.

"I really can't understand your reaction right now, isn't it a bit over the top?" The man in sunglasses frowned, confused: "They're just ordinary people, is it necessary? With your talent, I believe your future achievements will be beyond imagination. As a Transcendent, your primary focus should be on your own welfare and interests."

"…"

Reaching the platform and coming face to face with the man in sunglasses, Chen Yu finally halted.

"Hahaha, cool it, buddy." The man in sunglasses laughed loudly, clapping his hand on Chen Yu's shoulder: "You might be a low-level Transcendent now, but just say the word to the Great Emperor, and Hecheng will be yours. Come, let's go to the City Lord's mansion for a drink. My wife and I are willing to offer you a three-day binge as recompense—"

"Roar—"

A beast-like roar erupted from Chen Yu's throat!

As this roar resounded, the man in sunglasses was instantaneously sent flying like a cannonball!

"Boom!"

He slammed deep into the North City Wall, collapsing a large section of brick and stone.

Dust filled the air!

Murderous intent boiled over!

The sky cried out in sorrow.

The ground shook in response.

With crown hair bristling in rage, Chen Yu, clinging to the last shred of his rationality, stiffly twisted his head to look at the crowd in the plaza: "…Everyone… leave."

In an instant, the tens of thousands present snapped back to their senses and started to panic, screaming and scattering in all directions.

Chen was among the quickest to react.

The moment Chen Yu looked at him, he propped himself up with his hands and leaped onto his wheelchair. Then, with a drift!

"Screech, screech, screech—" He spun around, his hands pumping furiously.

With a whoosh, he darted into the panicked crowd at a speed of at least forty miles per hour, all the while mimicking a car horn: "Beep! Beep beep beep beep… Excuse me!"

Before long.

He had disappeared from sight.

Seeing this, Chen Yu let go of all restraints.

Released the shackles of his mind.

Allowing unbounded rage and resentment to engulf his entire being!

"Roar—"

Flames monstrously exploded!

A pair of muscular, transparent arms, like the tentacles of a demon, suddenly burst forth from his body and flailed viciously.

"Bang bang bang—"

All on the platform were swept away by the transparent arms and erupted in all directions like stars scattering in the sky!

Then, Chen Yu leaped furiously, trailing afterimages as he raced toward the North City Wall, and upon cornering the man in sunglasses who had just crawled out of the crater, unleashed a barrage of "four-fisted" blows!

"Roar!!"

"Boom—"

The man in sunglasses was abruptly hammered out beyond the city walls.

"Rumbling—"

Four arms thrashing, both legs kicking.

Chen Yu tore down the thick city wall with kicks and punches and continued his frenzied assault on the man in sunglasses.

"Just as I thought…" The man in sunglasses straightened his now-cracked shades, his face sour: "Looks like you're one of those bastards from the Human Rights Association."

"Roar—"

Rushing forward with mounting speed, Chen Yu lost all reason and delivered a whip-like kick without any concern for defense!

"You're asking for it, you fucker!" The man in sunglasses stopped holding back and let out a roar as he swung a side kick!

Brutal.

Savage.

Without fear, they clashed with a devastating double kick impact!

"Clang!!!"

Like a meteor striking the Earth.

Under the great resonating din of metal and iron, both men were blown away by the exploding pressure.

They retraced their steps.

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And both of their legs horrifically bent out of shape.

The Transcendents who had mastered the "Body Refinement Secret Skill" were each a bastion of flesh and bone.

Only the joints remained a point of weakness.