As the wheel began to spin, Ning Xingchen muttered continuously, praying to draw a supreme technique. Perhaps his obsession had an effect, as the wheel's pointer stopped on the number eight slot.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Xuan-level advanced battle technique from 'Battle Through the Heavens', Eight Extreme Collapse."
Ning Xingchen was stunned to receive such a skill. The system was simply too incredible, able to provide techniques from fantasy novels. If he could draw a dual cultivation technique, wouldn't that be even better?
Ning Xingchen had read this novel. Eight Extreme Collapse was one of the first techniques the protagonist, Xiao Yan, learned. As the name implies, it was known for its strong attack power. When mastered, the technique's attack contained eight layers of force, each layer adding to the next, making its power comparable to a low-level Earth technique.
This was a close-combat technique, very suitable for Ning Xingchen's urgent needs.
"Host, learning Eight Extreme Collapse will take one hour. Would you like to start now?"
The seven burly security guards were glaring at him, clearly not willing to give Ning Xingchen that much time. They reached out to grab him.
"Learn as much as I can." Ning Xingchen hurriedly told the system.
"Understood, host."
So Ning Xingchen kept dodging, moving around the office to buy more learning time.
"Slippery little brat," the security captain cursed, signaling his seven brothers to capture him like a turtle in a jar.
In less than a minute, Ning Xingchen was grabbed by the arms by two men, one on each side.
But even in such a short time, Ning Xingchen had learned a lot, feeling a surge of explosive power throughout his body, with a gleam flashing in his eyes.
"Eight Extreme Collapse."
Ning Xingchen shouted, his elbow striking fiercely at the chests of the two security guards. With a series of screams, the two men let go of him, tears almost coming to their eyes. How could this kid be so strong?
Even Wang Dawei, sitting in his chair, was startled, sensing the incredible change in Ning Xingchen. He quickly shouted, "Quick, grab him! This kid's gone crazy!"
Ning Xingchen hadn't expected to unleash such power after only a minute. If he learned Eight Extreme Collapse completely in an hour, he might become invincible.
What? Learning Eight Extreme Collapse in an hour? Knowing this, Xiao Yan would be crying in the restroom, lamenting why he didn't have such a godlike system.
Actually, Ning Xingchen hadn't mastered any moves; he was just flailing wildly, like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers, with random punches overcoming the masters. Aside from increased strength, the only noticeable change was his enhanced resistance. Even when punched from behind, Ning Xingchen only coughed lightly.
The security captain, a trained fighter with muscles all over, winced when Ning Xingchen's fist hit him. His fingers turned red instantly. It seemed impossible to achieve too much too quickly.
Despite this, the captain was surprised by Ning Xingchen's strength, which seemed like he had military training.
Eight Extreme Collapse tested whose body was tougher.
After a round of fighting, including some street brawling techniques, Ning Xingchen intimidated the seven security guards, who dared not approach him, looking at him with hostile eyes.
Wang Dawei instinctively kept his distance from Ning Xingchen, fearing that even without weapons, the kid could beat him half to death with his fists.
From start to finish, Wang Dawei still thought Ning Xingchen was mentally unstable.
...
However, in the security captain's eyes, Ning Xingchen was still weak, only stronger in force.
At this moment, Ning Xingchen moved, seeming to have a surge of energy ready to burst.
For the first time, the security captain truly felt the powerful aura from Ning Xingchen. Seeing Ning Xingchen rushing towards him, he instinctively dodged and reached out to grab his fist, planning to use a Taekwondo over-the-shoulder throw to defeat him.
The security captain, a former special forces soldier, reacted quickly. If an ordinary person was thrown by him, they would be severely injured. But his opponent was Ning Xingchen, who had partially learned Eight Extreme Collapse.
Seeing the captain reaching out, Ning Xingchen suddenly turned his fist into a palm, grabbing the captain's arm and immobilizing him. Then he pushed hard, making the captain step back repeatedly.
In an instant, Ning Xingchen stepped forward and punched the captain's chest. The captain flew back like a kite, landing heavily on the ground, vomiting blood and turning pale. This showed how powerful Ning Xingchen's punch was.
The office fell silent, everyone shocked. A nearly two-meter-tall man was defeated with one move?
Wang Dawei's mouth dropped open, rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
The other security guards looked at Ning Xingchen with not just surprise but also respect, a reverence for a strong person.
"Now can we talk about the hospital acquisition?" Ning Xingchen sneered, approaching Wang Dawei, who trembled with fear.
"Are... are you serious?"
"Of course. But you don't seem to be in charge here. Get the real owner of the hospital," Ning Xingchen ordered, making Wang Dawei roll off the chair in fear. He sat down himself.
"Okay, I'll contact the largest shareholder immediately." Wang Dawei, scared, hurriedly picked up the desk phone, not daring to delay.
Soon, a middle-aged man with a beautiful secretary rushed in. Seeing Ning Xingchen sitting there confidently, the man frowned, seemingly deep in thought.
"You're Chen Jingjun? I want to buy shares in this hospital. Name your price," Ning Xingchen said, hearing from Wang Dawei that Chen Jingjun was the largest shareholder with about 70% of the shares.
Chen Jingjun glanced at Ning Xingchen's attire and confident smile. His demeanor showed he wasn't joking, making Chen Jingjun frown in contemplation.