Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

“How has this thing not been banned yet? The guts of Site X are really something.”

“Is there a possibility that Site X can’t ban this video?”

“Site X: What can I do, I am desperate too, the servers are all down, and the video is still here, what can I do?”

The dense barrage comments filled the screen, Nie Hailong’s brows furrowed even tighter, and he immediately chose to close it.

Suddenly, the barrage comments cleared, the figure of a very tall man appeared onscreen, steadily walking forward in the dark.

Seeing this, Nie Hailong’s frown became even deeper.

It’s him!

Martial Frenzied Rascal?

What does he want to do?

And this video, what equipment was used to record it? This camera work, these visuals, and the filming technique, they’re on par with big-budget films or perhaps even better, completely devoid of that amateurish distortion. Each frame is expressive, seeming to present reality as it is.

Just on this point alone, he blows away ninety-nine percent of all web videos and even movies and television.

Such methods, such technology…

Nie Hailong’s brows furrowed tightly as the video continued to progress.

Soon, the figure arrived at the perimeter of the Red Book Bar. Then, the camera suddenly switched, revealing…

“We have a situation!”

Like a movie cut, the camera shifted to the inside of a car, showing the panicked faces of a few Antai Group sentry members.

Nie Hailong: “…”

Is it possible to switch perspectives?

You think this is a movie?

How was it done? Didn’t the Antai Group’s guys realize that a camera was directly capturing their faces?

While Nie Hailong was full of questions…

“Bang!!!”

A loud explosion, a flash of cold light split the air, and the video suddenly entered “bullet time,” capturing the trajectory of a flying nail from its source, through the window, and ultimately piercing flesh—all revealed to the viewer.

“Puh!!!”

A muffled sound, bullet time vanished, and the panic-stricken Antai Group member toppled over in his seat. Above his eyes filled with fright, a silver nail had pierced straight into his forehead.

“Damn!”

“Could this be any more exaggerated?”

“Is this really a live broadcast or a movie scene?”

“It must be special effects, if it’s real, how was it shot?”

“Could there be some kind of invisible drone capable of capturing these images?”

“How could that be…”

Although the barrage comments had been turned off, the speech of many high-level users could not be completely blocked, causing Nie Hailong’s frown to become even harsher.

What is the other party trying to do?

The previous Red Book TV broadcast had already caused an extremely bad impact, and now he’s extending his reach even further by sending this video all over the net?

Does he know what kind of consequences this will brew?

Or is that their goal?

Nie Hailong speculated in his mind as the video advanced. Soon, the sentry and security outside had all been dealt with, and the scene switched inside the bar, becoming chaotic, but the view stayed tightly focused on him, unaffected.

“To hell with you…”

“Bang!!!”

An Antai Group armed member roared as he charged, only to be sent flying by a heavy arm in his face.

Then, it was a cruel decimation, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

“Is this even human?”

“A real-life version of a bioterror tyranny?”

“Truly, one punch takes down a small child.”

“Just like a human tank!”

“How can there be such a monster in the world?”

“Martial Frenzied Rascal…”

“Is there really someone in this world who can fight dozens of people single-handedly?”

As they saw the “Martial Frenzied Rascal” dominate Antai Group’s dozens of armed personnel with the ferocity of a tiger among sheep, the audience’s horror was indescribable.

If the flying nails at the beginning could be explained by technique, what was unfolding now was pure physical overpowering.

But how could a normal person have such a physique, such strength?

Had he used some kind of forbidden substance?

Or…

While everyone was in a state of disbelief, the “Martial Frenzied Rascal” cleared the low-level grunts and headed for the second floor.

Then, the camera switched again, revealing the startled face of Zhang Qiang.

“What’s going on?”

“Is it the Federation police?”

“No, there’s no gunfire, it’s not the police!”

“Someone from another group?”

“Quick, go find Ying!”

Zhang Qiang led a few underlings as they fled in disarray towards the third floor. Soon after, a dark figure leaped down, a young man with a stern expression.

“Whose man are you, daring to cause trouble in Chen Tianying’s territory?”

After an opening gesture, life and death clashed.

Chen Tianying unfolded his movements, his claw techniques like a dragon swiftly swooping in.

The video slowed down again, re-entering “bullet time,” clearly exhibiting the white Qi emanating from his claw for all the viewers to see.

“Is this…”

“True Qi?”

“Does such a thing really exist?”

“Fake, it must be a Pseudo Core, you can’t deceive me.”

“Scatter, it’s special effects, it’s all a trick.”

“Trick your mother, you frog in a well, what do you know?”

“Chinese martial arts, ancient martial arts?”

Seeing such a scene, the crowd was even more in turmoil, a flood of barrage comments racing by.

And then they saw…

“Boom!!!”

A dragon-like arm soared, a fist struck out like cannon fire, bullet time, slowed down to showcase the instant of this life-and-death confrontation before the people.

Then, like a human cannonball, he violently flew out, toppling several human obstacles, before crashing into the wall with such force that the entire building trembled.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Upon witnessing this scene, the audience fell silent, taking a long time to respond.

“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!”

“Does it need to be this exaggerated?”

“Are you Megatron or just frickin’ intimidating?”

“Punch someone like you’re hanging a picture?”

“Honey, come here and see the Asian Hulk!”

“I thought he was some elite monster, but turns out he’s just another one-punch knock-out.”

Looking at the wall covered in a spider web of cracks and the embedded Chen Tianying, people even overlooked the display of True Qi from before.

“…”

Nie Hailong stayed silent, calmly observing the situation unfold.

After Chen Tianying was killed with a punch, the camera switched back to Zhang Qiang.

His face turned pale as he panicked under the looming shadow of death, fleeing into the third floor and barging into a room, pushing aside the inquiring Hong, and taking the confused young girl hostage.

“Don’t come any closer!”

“Back off, back the hell off!”

“Or else I’ll shoot her dead, you hear me!”

Zhang Qiang held the girl hostage, threatening those approaching.

The audience reacted differently to this.

“This guy must be out of his mind, right?”

“Taking your own people as hostages?”

“Does he think the other side is the police?”

“A dying horse is being treated as if it’s alive, huh.”

Just as someone mocked Zhang Qiang’s actions, the person forcing the issue stopped in their tracks.

“This…”

The crowd was bewildered, not understanding the situation for a moment.

Zhang Qiang was overjoyed, grasping at this lifeline: “Back off, back off, or I’ll kill her.”

“You only have one shot!”

“Kill her, and I will kill you!”

“Kill me, and you might have a chance to live!”

“…”

It was as if the dialogue in a movie was playing out according to the script.

The crowd fell silent once again, and then erupted with exclamations.

“He actually got scared by that?”

“A life for a life with one shot!”

“Quite a reverse-threat there.”

“Big Brother, you’re truly fierce!”

“He actually cares about hostages, could this guy actually be a good guy?”

“Nonsense, look at these guys with their guns and knives, gangs of underlings, and taking hostages—it’s the standard villain gang.”

“You really think this is a movie with heroes and villains? This is real life, happening right here in Longhai City.”

“Red Book TV, I’ve always said those guys are no good, they’re just like the scam groups in Mian District, and now justice has fallen from the sky for them, hasn’t it?”

The comments flew fast and varied, with the audience sharing different opinions.

Then they heard…

“Bang!!!”

“Boom!!!”

A gunshot, a thunderous roar.

A powerful punch blasted into the wall, reducing flesh and blood to mere paste, leaving only a headless body collapsed like a lump of mud.

“Bang!”

Under the terrifying shadow, the girl’s eyes rolled back, and she promptly fainted to the floor.

The Martial Frenzied Rascal, known by his name, turned around to face the camera and revealed his injuries; his chest muscles writhed, pushing out the deformed bullet, along with drops of crimson blood.

“…”

“…”

“…”

The comments stopped, and there was a moment of dead silence.

The man, however, paid no heed and directly approached, clutching someone’s throat, and proceeded to interrogate.

“Where is Chen Antai?”

“Longhai’s Jiangnan District…”

“Crack!”

With a crisp sound, the Corpse Body fell to the ground, and the video reached its end.

“…”

Nie Hailong remained silent for a while, then opened up the comments section.

Even though it was early morning, around five or six o’clock, the comments section was still bustling with activity. The number of comments had already reached a staggering million, and it was still increasing, with new comments popping up every second.

“Is there really such a thing as martial arts in this world?”

“That must be a movie effect.”

“Movie? Go take a look at the outskirts of Longhai City now, look at the Red Book Bar surrounded by Federation military police with a martial law in effect, and then tell me if it’s a movie.”

“If you can’t accept it, check out the Red Book live stream, and see who’s been lying in front of the camera for over an hour.”

“If it’s not a movie, then what’s with this video? Can you do a live cut and bullet time?”

“Just post-editing and some special effects, what’s the big deal?”

“This event is definitely real!”

“Temple of War God, Martial Frenzied Rascal?”

“Is this an organization, a mysterious organization that trains martial artists?”

“Madman Big Brother, reply to my private message, asking to become your disciple, and money is not an issue!”

“Even if martial arts are real, giving them to such people is just aiding tyranny.”

“Killer madman, a terrorist!”

“You won’t even spare women, she already told you, and you still broke her neck; you’re just a psychopathic murderer.”

“You don’t know shit. That woman is an old procurer, do you have any idea how many innocent girls she’s harmed?”

“You know Hua Xiaoxiao from Red Book live stream, right? She was the one forced into prostitution, which led her to commit suicide by jumping off a building.”

“When a man’s wrath is roused, his blade spills blood; Big Brother, truly a fierce hero!”

“Who knows who Chen Antai is?”

“Chen Antai, chairman of Antai Group, the big boss behind Red Book TV, a notorious figure in Longhai’s underworld, and now he has crossed paths with such a madman.”

“Next, he’s not going to try and storm Chen Antai’s lair for a total annihilation, is he?”

“Flesh resisting bullets, you think you’re Wolverine?”

“Big Brother, update fast, I can’t sleep at night!”