Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong



"Roar!"

Shangwen Tian was extremely angry.

"You're courting death!"

On his body, the skill ring lit up, and flames grew under his feet.

Shang Wentian was a fire spirit practitioner and a supporter Spirit Master. He could absorb power from the flames to strengthen himself and others.

"Boom!"

Flames burst out from Wenren Fei's fists and feet. The flames burned fiercely, and the power was terrifying.

The surrounding students from Jiangsu and Zhejiang Hunter University all took dozens of steps back in unison, afraid that they would be affected by the scorching flames.

The hedonistic sons who came with Shang Wentian had mocking expressions on their faces.

"This kid is finished. He dared to provoke Big Brother!"

"When Big Brother gets serious, he can fight someone of a higher level!"

"How dare a mere student from Jiangsu and Zhejiang Hunter University go against our big brother?"

"Big Brother is showing off his might. In a while, I'll beat you until you kneel and beg for mercy."

When the students from Jiangsu and Zhejiang Hunter University heard this, their faces darkened.

These good-for-nothings were of the same age as Shang Wentian. All of them were small and mischievous, superficial, and unreal.

Shang Wentian punched out. His fist was covered in terrifying flames, and his attack power increased exponentially. His punch caused the air to ripple.

Lu Benwei was not afraid. He placed one hand behind his back and held out another.

"Boom!"

Shang Wentian, who was charging at him like a rocket, punched Lu Benwei's fist.

To the surprise of Shang Wentian and his companions, Lu Benwei did not fall. Instead, he remained standing calmly.

"You, why are you like this?"

Shang Wentian was simple-minded, but he had strong limbs and was extremely confident in himself. Logically speaking, Lu Benwei would kneel and beg for mercy. Why was it different from what he had imagined?

"What should I do?" Lu Benwei licked his lips slyly.

"Shouldn't you be kneeling and begging for mercy?" Shang Wentian was shocked.

He thought highly of himself and was much stronger than these academic hunters. Moreover, Lu Benwei was only a freshman.

He could even defeat a third-year student from Jiangzhe Hunter University, so how could he lose to Lu Benwei?

At this time, Lu Benwei heard Shang Wentian's words and pretended to be in pain. "Ah, I'm seriously injured. Please spare me."

The surrounding spectators immediately fainted. Many people even said disdainfully, "Lu Benwei, can your acting be any worse?"

"You're toying with me!"

Shang Wentian immediately reacted. His fur was tied up and he glared at him.

"What else?" Lu Benwei licked his lips teasingly.

"You're courting death!"

After saying that, Shang Wentian threw another punch. The flames erupted with unstoppable might!

Lu Benwei did not waste any more time and waved his hand.

"Pa!"

His strength was unparalleled, and no one could stop him.

Even though Shang Wentian was proud and arrogant, his powerful punch instantly disappeared the moment it touched Lu Benwei's palm.

Shangwen Tian suddenly felt like a king holding a giant hammer of the heavenly court and smashing it down fiercely. At that moment, his entire arm seemed to have disappeared.

"Ah!"

After a scream, Shangwen Tian retreated dozens of steps.

Lu Benwei let out a long sigh of relief. "Fortunately, I suppressed it. Otherwise, I would've smashed half of this kid's body."

"Fortunately, we only shattered his arm. He'll be fine after a few days of rest."

"I don't want to anger the family anymore."

Shang Wentian had lost all his strength from Lu Benwei's attack. He was now clutching his other hand as he sat on the ground and wailed.

His lackeys saw this and surrounded him. "Big Brother, what's wrong?"

"Brother, don't panic. I'll call emergency now!"

Shang Wentian broke out in a cold sweat and his facial features were squeezed together. "Attack! Kill that b*stard!"

When his lackeys heard this, they immediately said fiercely, "You beat our big brother up like this. Do you believe that we'll make you spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair?"

"Quickly kowtow and apologize to my big brother. Otherwise, we won't forgive you."

Lu Benwei was amused. This group of children, each one of them was more ruthless than the other, but no one dared to go up!

Then, he spat in the direction of Shang Wentian and turned to his classmates. "They're still young. Don't let them off."

The students from Jiangsu and Zhejiang Hunter University had long been holding back their anger.

They complied with Shang Wentian's request and sent someone to challenge him. In the end, not only did he cheat during the battle, but he also provoked them repeatedly.

A large group of people surrounded Shang Wentian and the others.

The cold sweat that had just fallen from Shang Wentian's forehead started to rise again. "You, what do you want to do?"

"Nothing…"

The students from the university were all rubbing their fists, and their eyes were filled with a strange light.

Following that, their screams resounded throughout the entire campus.

"Aren't you afraid that the Shangwen family will find trouble with you?" on the way back, Chu Yan asked Lu Benwei.

Lu Benwei chuckled. "What's there to be afraid of? I'm not the only one who beat him up."

Chu Yan nodded and thought. "That's true. But we might be in trouble again next."

Lu Benwei did not care.

Even if the Shangwen family investigated this matter and exposed the sky, it would not be his fault.

"However, I'm very curious. I have no enmity with this Shangwen family. Why did they suddenly come to find trouble with me?"

At this moment, Principal Chen Yuan, who was walking with the two of them, said, "Shangwen Tian is like his father. They are both simple-minded but well-developed people. I guess that Shangwen Tian's father, Shangwen Fei, was tempted by the Zhu, Qi, and Yan families. He was so hot-headed that he asked his son to come and investigate first. I reckon that the Yan family, who is also our school's board of directors, will come and find trouble with me tomorrow."

Lu Benwei slowly exhaled and said, "In order not to cause you any more trouble, I've decided to go out and hide."

"I'll go with you." Chu Yan suggested.

Lu Benwei nodded.

In the Devil's Den, Lu Benwei killed many people along the way. Lu Benwei leveled up five times and reached level 60.

Chu Yan had also broken through the 60th level, becoming one of the best of the younger generation.

More importantly, Lu Benwei needed to return to the Devil's Den as soon as possible to save Lu Ziling.

"The Ancient Sword of Clarity has also reached a bottleneck. I still want to find an extraordinary purple-level weapon as soon as possible to nurture and upgrade it," Lu Benwei said.

"Me too. It's time to find a magic staff that suits my heart."

Chen Yuan waved his hand. "You don't have to tell me about these things. You can arrange it yourself."

The two of them chuckled.