The Greater the Ability, the Greater the Power

Peter finally realized that something was wrong. If Gwen had only missed the martial arts school for a day or two, it could have been because she had a lot going on at home. But she had been making excuses not to come for half a month straight. There was definitely a problem.

After class that day, he cornered Gwen in the hallway, where she had been avoiding him.

"Hey, Gwen, you haven’t been coming to the martial arts school for quite a few days. Don’t use having things to do at home as an excuse. You used to be very dedicated. You’d always find time to come, even if you had to squeeze it out of your schedule."

"Uh…" Gwen was at a loss for words. After remaining silent for a while, she looked at Peter, who was watching her worriedly, and said:

"Peter, I thought it over carefully, and I’m actually not suited for martial arts. It’s too exhausting."

"Exhausting? Are you joking?" Peter said in astonishment. "This is Qigong, not external martial arts. You don’t need to temper your muscles and bones, and you don’t even need to stand in a horse stance. All you need to do is focus, using concentration and willpower to drive the Qigong and compress and rub your cells together."

"All right, I admit it’s a little exhausting, but under Master’s Magnetic Field Acceleration, it’s already at a level ordinary people can handle. I don’t think it’s much harder than devoting yourself to studying math problems!"

Gwen fell silent again.

"Gwen, is there something you can’t tell me? I’m sure you have a reason, but if you don’t say anything, how am I supposed to know?"

Gwen glanced around at the students nearby, who were staring intently at the two of them. After hesitating for a while, she pulled Peter up the stairs to the rooftop.

"All right, there’s no one else here. If you have a problem, you can tell me now. Trust me, I’ll help you solve it, in the name of Thor."

Gwen carefully considered her wording, then made up her mind to tell Peter, who was still in the dark, the truth.

After answering his disciples’ questions, Zhan Liu sat cross-legged in the main hall, cultivating Ultimate Limit Qigong.

Although this kind of cultivation did little to advance his realm of Magnetic Field Rotation, it did affect his Complete State.

The Complete State referred to a powerhouse’s ultimate comprehension of battle.

A profound understanding of the essence of Magnetic Field Rotation’s power, the martial arts techniques one cultivated, battle intent, fighting spirit, all kinds of unconventional tricks—obscene gestures, swearing, and so on—grasping an opponent’s mentality and weaknesses, using emotions to drive oneself, strengthening oneself with life force, and comprehending space-time, karma, destiny, and so forth—all of these counted toward the Complete State!

Zhan Liu’s Complete State had originally been rather low, but after his battle with Carol, he spent a great deal of time absorbing the experience from that fight. He had also witnessed the explosion of Earth and the reversal of time, and had nurtured the Spatial Sky Eye through the Space Stone. The depth of his insights was now far beyond what it had been when he had first arrived on Earth.

When he fought Carol that day, he had been suppressed throughout the entire battle. In the end, he had only managed to drag the fight into a mutually destructive conclusion by relying on the explosion of the Space Stone and his ability to withstand injuries.

But if he fought Carol again now, he was confident he could beat her to death.

He carefully sensed the fluctuations of his own Life Magnetic Field, savored the gradual strengthening of his body by the magnetic field, and gained a deeper understanding of the essence of Magnetic Field Rotation.

Suddenly, he seemed to have realized something. He withdrew from cultivation and looked up toward the main entrance.

A figure swept in like the wind and stopped in front of him, looking at him with a complicated expression.

"What’s wrong, Peter?"

"Master, I heard that you killed some police officers a few days ago. Tell me, Master, it isn’t true." Peter spoke in a trembling voice.

"Oh, that did happen. Because of it, quite a few disciples haven’t come back these past few days." Zhan Liu answered nonchalantly.

"Why, Master?"

"Because they tried to shoot me. Only someone prepared to be killed has the right to point a gun at someone else. Is there a problem with that?"

"But they were police officers!"

"So what? Do police officers have an extra dick compared to everyone else?"

"Police officers enforce the law. Killing them is tantamount to provoking the Federation."

"So what?" Zhan Liu looked at him in confusion.

"That would…" Peter was just about to say that he would be wanted and face all sorts of consequences, but he suddenly remembered that so many days had already passed, and no one had come looking for trouble.

He stared blankly for a moment, stumbling over his words before finally saying, "You didn’t need to kill them at all. You could have just waved your hand and thrown them out."

"I did throw them out. Then more people came. To avoid further trouble, I killed all of them." Zhan Liu spoke as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

"And to adapt to this world’s rules, I even threw their bodies into space and destroyed all traces. No one could possibly use their corpses as evidence."

Peter was even more dumbfounded. After struggling for a long while, he finally said, "Actually, there was no need to kill anyone. You could have found a good lawyer to handle the lawsuit. Senior Apprentice-Brother must have plenty of good lawyers to choose from."

"Peter, I understand what you mean."

Zhan Liu sighed and impatiently explained it to his good disciple. "You think I could have used peaceful means to resolve the problem, and that there was no need to use force, much less kill anyone. Is that what you mean?"

"Yes, exactly, Master. You didn’t need to react so violently." Peter nodded repeatedly.

"Why should I?" Zhan Liu’s expression turned cold, and an oppressive, murderous atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire courtyard.

Peter was able to endure it somewhat, since he was also a Magnetic Field Rotation Adept by now. But the other ordinary nominal disciples’ hearts pounded wildly, and they couldn’t help feeling as though the end of the world had arrived.

"Why should I follow their rules?"

"Find a lawyer, gather evidence, go to court… Don’t all these things take time? With that time, wouldn’t it be better for me to cultivate a little longer? Why waste it on useless matters?"

Peter looked into his master’s eyes. They were cold and emotionless, the same gaze Tony had once seen in his dream now appearing on Zhan Liu’s face.

The Life Magnetic Field inside Peter’s body automatically rotated once, pulling his mind back.

"Master, how can you call that useless? Spending a little time could resolve a great deal of trouble."

"I resolved the trouble too, and I spent even less time."

Peter could not understand his way of thinking at all. He said anxiously, "Master, you killed people. That’s against the law!"

"Peter, remember this. The greater the ability, the greater the power."

Zhan Liu earnestly instructed his disciple, "And the so-called law is nothing more than a tool for protecting the interests of the ruling class."

"As a War God, I am naturally a member of the ruling class."

"Those who submit to me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish!"