C12 A Fierce Tiger Came out of the Mountain, Not Leaving Anything Behind.

As Jiang Hao's divine ability merged within him, he instantly felt a metamorphosis in his muscles—they became denser and harder.

"System, open my personal information panel, please!"

Host: Jiang Hao

Level: 1 (4.1/10)

Age: 18

Strength: 8

Agility: 1.8

Spirit: 1.8

Endurance: 0.8

Skills: Mathematics Level 3 (0/10), God Chef Level 1 (0/10)

Innate Abilities: Danger Perception Level 1 (0/1), Super Power Level 1 (0/10)

Skill Points: 4.1

Personal Space: Activated

Jiang Chen was taken aback by these stats.

"Level One Super Power has boosted my strength tenfold? How formidable must Level Two be?"

Regrettably, leveling up Super Power to Grade Two required ten skill points—far more than Jiang Hao's current 4.1. Clearly, he was short.

However, to upgrade Danger Perception to the second level, he needed just one skill point, which he had exactly.

"System, use one skill point to upgrade my Danger Perception to level two!"

"Affirmative, host."

"Ding... One skill point expended. Innate ability Danger Perception upgraded to level 2!"

Danger Perception Level 2 (0/10): Endows you with a sharp sixth sense, allowing you to sense impending danger and react swiftly. Agility +2, Spirit +1!

With the skill upgrade complete, Jiang Hao's mind became crystal clear, and his body felt significantly lighter.

His personal information in the system updated accordingly.

Now, Jiang Hao possessed eight times the strength and three times the agility of an average person!

In that moment, he faced Hong Liang and his crew fearlessly.

Everything was in place for him. All he needed now was an opportunity.

Meanwhile, Hong Liang was oblivious to the looming vengeance. He was already in Jiang Hao's sights!

Eventually, after Hong Liang and his men had their fill without paying a dime, they sauntered out of the eatery, leaving the owner powerless to stop them.

Jiang Hao trailed them, following as they zigzagged into a narrow alley.

The night enveloped the area in darkness, and not a soul was in sight.

Jiang Hao's mind clicked with realization.

"Now's my chance!"

Swift as a cheetah, he pounced from the shadows before Hong Liang and his crew could even register his presence. Jiang Hao's fist clenched, and with a single blow, he sent Hong Liang's lackeys sprawling to the ground.

"Ah!"

Given Jiang Hao's formidable strength, a full-force punch could be lethal. Fortunately, he had held back, using only a fraction of his power.

Yet even that was enough to leave Hong Liang's men moaning on the ground, unable to rise.

The commotion jolted the inebriated Hong Liang into sobriety.

"What the—? Who's there?"

"You got a death wish? Attacking me out of nowhere?"

"Get him!"

Shaken, Hong Liang barked orders, his voice tinged with fear. He shoved his remaining men towards Jiang Hao.

Emboldened by their boss, Hong Liang's henchmen charged.

But with his danger perception and strength eight times that of an average man, Jiang Hao dispatched them with ease.

His gaze then settled on Hong Liang.

Fear gripped Hong Liang.

"Bro, what turf do you claim?"

Hong Liang tried to play it cool, but Jiang Hao wasn't having any of it. In that instant, Hong Liang's bravado crumbled.