Chapter 150: A Minor Conflict-2

The tattooed man, having taken a heavy blow to the face, was clearly dazed by the concussion and lay motionless on the ground for quite some time. After a moment of stunned silence, his four companions reacted, shouting curses as they rushed forward.

Knowing his teammates were exhausted from the grueling battles and desperately needed to rest and absorb the surging energy to consolidate their strength, Bai Yuxi had intended to avoid further trouble. However, seeing the situation unfold, he realized it could no longer be resolved peacefully. As the only one in the squad still capable of fighting, he knew he had no choice but to step in.

"Ah!"
"Haha!"
"I understand now!"

Before Bai Yuxi could act, Jason, who had stood frozen after his initial punch, suddenly let out a cry of ecstatic realization. Instead of drawing his usual sword and shield, he clenched his fists, assumed a boxing stance, and began weaving his body left and right as he stepped forward to meet the attackers.

A series of "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" energy explosions echoed through the air; Jason had knocked each of the four men to the ground with a single punch apiece!

Not only were the onlooking Super-Limit Warriors stunned, but even Bai Yuxi, who had been preparing to intervene, was left in complete bewilderment.

The group of five, led by the tattooed man, was a typical Super-Limit combat squad—a standard configuration of personnel split from a larger unit to coordinate and execute missions. This setup was designed to account for the fourfold energy disparity between transcendent beings and dimensional creatures, ensuring that a single Super-Limit Warrior wouldn't be overwhelmed if they encountered a dimensional entity in the field. Typically, a member with slightly higher combat power acted as the squad leader, supported by three or four members.

Aside from the tattooed man, who had reached E-rank, the other members—while slightly weaker—were still at the F-rank level, likely around F9 or F10. With this type of combat formation, even ignoring the fact that Jason was only an F-rank warrior, they should have been able to hold their own against an E-rank warrior, or at the very least, make a clean escape. Yet, unexpectedly, they were not even a match for Jason, who had taken them all down in a single encounter.

"Is that a super-energy attack!?"
"That kid actually mastered super-energy attacks?"
"Aren't they supposed to be rookie trainees? How can they unleash super-energy attacks?"

Surprisingly, aside from Bai Yuxi and Su Xiaoke, who knew exactly what was happening, the surrounding Super-Limit Warriors were in an uproar. They had immediately recognized that the technique Jason used to defeat the group was, in fact, a Super-Limit Battle Art.

Bai Yuxi and Su Xiaoke exchanged a look of shock. They had assumed this mode of transcendent energy attack—which they had dubbed "Super-Limit Battle Arts"—was their own unique invention. They had no idea it was known by so many in the community. If this attack mode was so widespread among Super-Limit Warriors, why had Su Xiaoke’s peerless hacking skills failed to turn up even a shred of information on the Multi-Dimensional Web?

Judging by the chatter of the surrounding warriors, it seemed that this mode of energy attack was not something rookie-level trainees were supposed to be able to master.

The path they were on was the only route from the base of the mountain to the summit, and it saw a steady stream of traffic. Because the tattooed man’s group was not operating alone, word spread quickly, and dozens of people from their organization soon gathered.

"Oh?"
"What are you doing up here instead of finishing your mission down below?"

Just as a brawl was about to erupt, an surprised voice called out from behind them. Bai Yuxi turned to see that the speakers were the three other trainee squads of the Firebird Team. The leader of the group was Shao Yuxuan, captain of the first squad, accompanied by his deputies, Chen Dao of the fourth squad and Wu Yong of the fifth.

As the "golden children" of the Firebird Team, with combat power nearing the E-rank across the board, they were naturally entitled to operate in mission zones closer to the core area. Shao Yuxuan led his thirty-plus trainee Super-Limit Warriors through the crowd, standing alongside the members of the seventh squad to face off against the other organization. Although the seventh squad was looked down upon within the Firebird Team, they were still part of the organization; if they were bullied by outsiders, it would reflect poorly on the team.

Even if they hadn't seen it happen, now that they had encountered the conflict, they had to stand their ground—if only to save face.

"Brother Shao, Brother Chen, Brother Wu," Luo Fei, the captain, greeted them with a polite nod. The commotion had forced the seventh squad to snap out of their meditative state, reluctantly interrupting their energy absorption.

"Are you looking for trouble?"
"What is everyone doing gathered here?"

Before Luo Fei could explain, an LDH patrol squad arrived, roughly dispersing the crowd with sharp reprimands. Although the Super-Limit Management Department had promised not to investigate the identities of those conscripted, their oversight remained strict. Moreover, seeing the strength of the reinforcements behind the seventh squad, the opposing organization—unwilling to provoke trouble directly in front of the patrol—could only grumble as they carried away their unconscious members.

Though the trainee squads under the Firebird banner were slightly weaker in number and combat power compared to their rivals, they were registered with the Jialuo Mountain Base. The saying that "the commoner does not fight the official" held true in the transcendent world, and this was one of the few benefits of being a registered squad.

After dispersing the crowd, the patrol squad didn't even bother to ask the cause of the conflict; they issued a few warnings and hurried away. Large numbers of LDH Super-Limit Warriors had been urgently drafted into the core area, leaving their personnel stretched thin. Had they not been worried about mass disturbances affecting the defense of the peripheral areas, they wouldn't have had the time to care about the petty squabbles of these "troublemakers."

"You... what is going on here?" Shao Yuxuan frowned as he looked over the members of the seventh squad, whose bodies were still radiating excess energy particles. He discovered that their energy levels had actually reached the F10 level!

Only a short while ago, this group of outcasts had been stuck at around the F5 level. How could they have made such a massive leap, jumping five ranks in such a short time?