Jiang Fei returned to his home and lay down on his bed. The uneasiness in him had not subsided even after he had already taken a long bath. It was not the fact that there would be incoming trouble but the inability to fend off such trouble. He was weak. Despite defeating Ye Zhangfa in only a few moves, he could never be sure that he could defeat other Level 3 fighter. What would he do if a Level 4 fighter or ability user decided to challenge him? All his strength was borrowed from the equipment. Others could not see it, but he knew that he cannot compare himself with other true fighters.