Chapter 12 The Man Who Created Miracles

Two Demon Warriors, one to the left and the other to the right, charged at him with a clear intention: they planned to attack from both front and rear simultaneously. If he were to take conventional combat strategies, Wang Lan, a Star Martial Warrior at the Starlight Stage, would stand no chance of surviving such a pincer attack.

Even at that moment, Wang Lan had already prepared himself for certain death.

A Star Martial Warrior who had just awakened had fallen into a trap set by the Demon Clan. He had to face a group of warriors from the Demon Clan and also protect a bus carrying twenty-five children.

It would be extremely difficult for anyone in Wang Lan's situation to survive.

Thoughts like "I'm a transmigrator, my legendary life hasn't even started yet, how can I die just as the story begins" had no place in such a dire situation. Facing certain death either way, he might as well take one down with him.

As this thought crossed his mind, the attacks from the two demons came simultaneously, one after the other.

Wang Lan's advantage was that, although he was a newly awakened Star Martial Warrior, he had been diligently practicing for years, and his combat skills had not fallen behind those of his peers. In fact, his close-combat skills were even superior to those of some at the Star Shine Stage.

Without Star Martial Skills, Wang Lan was still strong. And since the lower-level demons lacked the talent for Star Martial Skills, this narrowed the gap between them.

The Demon in front aimed to control Wang Lan while the one behind prepared to land a killing blow. Such combat coordination was ingrained in their very marrow. So when the Demon Armor in front thrust towards Wang Lan, the one in the rear suddenly accelerated, stabbing forward.

Wang Lan's body moved instantaneously; he displayed his Bronze-level movement technique and dodged the incoming armor thrust, faster than the demon. He closed in on the chest of the demon in front and hurled a punch.

Boom—

The terrifying internal energy of the Inch Strength Fist exploded within the body of the demon, and at that moment, Wang Lan didn't dare hesitate as the armor thrust of the side demon had already pierced his shoulder. Instantly, he spun around on the spot, tearing off the penetrated armor thrust with his left hand and turning it into a streak of cold light that thrust into the eye socket of the sneak-attacking demon, piercing through the eye and drilling out of the back of the skull.

This exchange lasted only five seconds. Wang Lan's arm was drenched in blood, having traded one limb for the on-the-spot killing of two demons.

In just a short amount of time, three Demon Warriors met their end.

The remaining six demons began to re-evaluate Wang Lan. Judging from his strength, Wang Lan appeared to be at the bottom among Star Martial Warriors.

But could a bottom-tier Star Martial Warrior really kill three Demon Warriors in such a short time? Have we demons regressed over the years, or have humans grown so much faster?

Inside the bus, Song Jia's eyes were swollen from crying, and when she saw the blood flowing down Wang Lan's arm like a stream, she closed her eyes, unable to watch.

Inside the bus, Qin Weimin watched Wang Lan with bloodshot eyes, his jaw clenched tightly and veins bulging on his forehead.

Those two exchanges, Wang Lan did beautifully. Truly beautifully!

In terms of strength, Wang Lan could barely hold his own against a single Demon Clan warrior. But in those fleeting seconds, Wang Lan managed to kill three like lightning.

This was a victory far beyond what Wang Lan should be capable of.

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Had it not been for such a desperate situation, had it not been for Wang Lan having to face so many Demons alone, Qin Weimin would have seen the sprout of a future towering tree.

Moreover, the sight of Wang Lan's slender yet upright figure continuously brought to mind faces that were deeply buried in Qin Weimin's memory.

"Commissioner Qin, rest assured, I'll definitely bring you back."

"Commissioner Qin, go that way, keep going, don't stop. After twenty kilometers, someone will meet you... I'm sorry, I misspoke... My brothers have all honored their duty, and now it's my turn... This medal, please give it to my parents for me, tell them I didn't bring disgrace to the Lao Niu family..."

That time, Qin Weimin encountered an ambush by international mercenaries and was forced to land outside the borders of Jade Country. A military escort team, without sufficient ammunition, managed to safely escort Qin Weimin back to the country despite being pursued by mercenary forces several times their number.

But that escort team couldn't even bring their bodies back to the land they cherished dearly.

Weren't they, at that time, so similar to the young man before him now?

Wang Lan's arm was already injured, and he could no longer perform the splendid counterattacks he had managed before. Perhaps in the next second, he might vanish into thin air like an exploding firework.

"Wang Lan..."

Another two Demon Warriors suddenly charged at Wang Lan; this time, the two Demons did not split up to attack Wang Lan from front and back. With an arm already incapacitated, the Demons believed Wang Lan could not possibly have the strength to kill them anymore.

A Star Martial Warrior of the Star Shine Stage had actually killed three of their Demon Clan warriors. The Demons had already decided that they would later savor eating this detestable human bit by bit, just like eating spicy strips.

Two thrusting armors aimed to stab at the vital points of Wang Lan's body; in the next second, Wang Lan was supposed to be skewered like a sugarcoated hawthorn. But in an instant, Wang Lan's body disappeared from sight.

Just as the Demons started to feel puzzled, a surge of intense pain struck their lower abdomens. Wang Lan, unnoticed, had somehow crouched down and was still agile enough to dodge the attack, following it up with both fists bombarding the abdomens of the two Demon Warriors from below.

"Boom—"

"Impossible..." The Demon Clan warrior's blood-red eyes bulged with disbelief on his face.

His hand was clearly disabled, and that armor thrust had clearly pierced through Wang Lan's shoulder. With a pierced shoulder, his fist should not have been able to muster any strength.

But why was he still able to deliver such a punch?

And to do so with both hands at the same time?

Sitting inside the vehicle, Qin Weimin also widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. He was a weapons expert and also an expert on human anatomy; he could only design powerful personal weapons that were suitable for human use with a clear understanding of the human body.

This was especially true for the exoskeleton armor he was currently studying, which required a complete understanding of the role of human muscular movements.

With Wang Lan's shoulder pierced through, Qin Weimin believed it was impossible for his arm to even raise a punch, let alone throw one. But the scene before him told Qin Weimin that Wang Lan not only threw a punch but also managed to kill two Demons in an unexpected instant.

In the next moment, Qin Weimin's eyes lit up again, for he saw that although Wang Lan's arm was dripping with blood, the blood had already stopped flowing, and the originally gruesome wound was already gone without even a scar.

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A Medical Attribute Star Martial Warrior?

In an instant, this thought flashed through Qin Weimin's mind like lightning.

He wasn't just a genius Star Martial Warrior with awareness, but also an extremely rare Medical Attribute Star Martial Warrior? Damn it, why allow such a treasure to fall into such dire straits.

If Wang Lan can survive, his value would be much greater than my own...

At that moment, Qin Weimin wished he could have taken Wang Lan's place.

"Roar―"

Angry roars sounded as the remaining four Demons grew furious.

A low-level human had actually killed five of their kind, five!

And these were not five taken down by stealthy backstabbing, but rather killed in direct combat. Had the human in front of them been a powerful warrior, they might have accepted it, but he was just a despicable low-level warrior.

The Demons were enraged, shamelessly, all four of them charged at Wang Lan simultaneously.

A face? Demons have no need for such a thing.

All four members of the Demon Clan charged at Wang Lan at once, making the previous sneaky assault tactics ineffective. But regardless, even in death, taking one down with him was still possible.

A murderous gleam shone in Wang Lan's eyes as he marked each Demon as a target to drag down with him.

It's you, charging to the front like that?

In an instant, Wang Lan moved. He cleaved through one Demon's armor spines with a hand-chop and delivered a fierce punch straight into the Demon's chest.

"Boom―"

"Pfft―"

A Demon's armor spine also pierced simultaneously through Wang Lan's back.

The stabbing pain came, but it didn't incite despair in Wang Lan; instead, it triggered his crazed genes. Twisting his body, he clenched the spine with his muscles and snapped it off, followed by a punch that burst the sneaking Demon's head.

"Pfft―"

"Pfft―"

Two Demons' armor spines sank into Wang Lan's chest, embedding over an inch deep.

Inside his chest, blood gushed out, submerging his entire torso in warmth like the sun.

"Kill―" Wang Lan's eyes filled with blood in an instant as a thunderous roar erupted from him.

At his bellow, two Demon Warriors were startled into a moment of shock, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Wang Lan wouldn't miss it; throwing two punches with residual anger and squeezed-out potential, he killed the two Demons on the spot.

Nine Demon Warriors, all killed by a Starlight Stage beginner-level Star Martial Warrior, such a story would be unbelievable if told. But such a thing truly unfolded right in front of Qin Weimin's eyes.

At that moment, Qin Weimin couldn't care about the danger anymore. He jumped down from the vehicle, rushing to Wang Lan's side.

"Brother, how are you?"

Wang Lan collapsed to the ground, suddenly leaning on Qin Weimin. The wounds in his chest and back would have been fatal to any other Star Martial Warrior, but not to Wang Lan. He was a man with Healing Star Martial Skills.

It's just that there was too little blue energy left. He had just managed to stabilize the fatal wounds when his blue bar hit bottom.

"Soul Bead... Soul..."

Qin Weimin understood that for a Star Martial Warrior, a Soul Bead was a life-saving Dan. But without a knife in hand, he couldn't split open the Exotic Beasts' skulls to extract the Soul Beads. Complicating matters further, three more Demon Warriors had already arrived, though they had been frightened by Wang Lan's killing spree. However, now with Wang Lan down, the Demons began to approach step by step.

Qin Weimin picked up a stone from nearby, standing protectively in front of Wang Lan with the gallant spirit of 'a brick in hand means I own the world.'

"Brother, this time, let me buy you time. You have Medical Attribute Star Martial Skills, right? Heal up quickly, I might not be able to buy you much time."

At this moment, Wang Lan only wanted to say, quit the sentimentality, just give me a few Soul Beads for real.

No sooner had this thought settled than three Soul Beads suddenly landed in front of Wang Lan, rolling into his hand.

Uh... did someone make a wish to the Dragon God?

Wang Lan looked up in confusion, and above him in the sky, a woman wearing a tactical vest and a white mask mysteriously appeared, floating quietly above Wang Lan's head.

"Wind Blade Net―"

Accompanied by a voice that seemed to pass judgment between heaven and earth, a gale transformed into a tornado was expelled from her mouth. Within the tornado, crescent-shaped wind blades whirled out, instantly charging toward the three Demon Warriors.

As the tornado passed, the ground's gravel turned to sand. And where three Demons had once stood, now only three Soul Beads remained.

"What are you dawdling for? Want to die?" The person in the sky saw Wang Lan still in a daze and chided in a low voice.

"Um... how do I absorb the Soul Bead?" Out of Wang Lan's mouth came a question that nearly made the person above him plummet straight down from the sky.