Awakening Of The Berserk System

"What Young Lord? He's just a piece of trash. Go! If anything happens, I'll take responsibility for it!" Zhang Yan said cruelly.    

Those guards did not hesitate anymore and rushed forward.    

Zhang Tianhao faced the sky and gave a long roar and shouted, "Since that's the case, then don't blame me."    

"Zinan follow me!" Zhang Tianhao told his sister beside him.    

"Bang! Bang!"    

Two guards who were the first to rush forward were knocked away by Zhang Tianhao.    

"Vajra Fist!"    

Zhang Tianhao's fist was as hard as steel, and no one could block it.    

Most of these guards were only at the second or third level of the Martial Artist realm. They were not much of a threat to Zhang Tianhao. Furthermore, Zhang Tianhao was also at Fighter 3-dan. He used the Vajra Fist. Naturally, it was unstoppable. There was no one who could withstand a single blow.    

The sound of Sanskrit echoed in the air. Zhang Tianhao had pushed the Vajra Fist to its limit. A vague shadow of an arhat appeared behind him. It was emitting a boundless pressure that intimidated everyone.    

Miserable screams were heard. Those guards couldn't stop Zhang Tianhao at all. Every punch sent the guards in front of him flying.    

However, under the crazy attacks of dozens of guards, it was inevitable that Zhang Tianhao would be injured. The surrounding guards raised their blades and slashed at Zhang Tianhao. Gradually, Zhang Tianhao's body was covered in blood. Furthermore, the True Qi was severely damaged. He knew that he could not be defeated with brute force.    

Zhang Tianhao looked at Zhang Yan, who was standing among the guards with a proud expression on her face. With a snort, he pushed his movement technique to the limit and rushed towards Zhang Yan.    

As his cultivation level increased, although Zhang Tianhao did not practice movement techniques, his speed was not slow either.    

Zhang Yan saw Zhang Tianhao rushing towards her and immediately revealed a look of fear. She frantically said, "Block him for me."    

A few guards crazily rushed towards Zhang Tianhao.    

"Hmph! Those who block me will die!"    

Zhang Tianhao's iron fist sent the guard in front of him flying. Zhang Tianhao let out a wild roar. In an instant, he threw out several punches, sending the few guards in front of Zhang Yan flying. Under Zhang Yan's frightened gaze, he grabbed her neck. He frantically said, "Damn it, you are so arrogant!"    

The surrounding guards were hesitant and did not dare to take any action.    

"Zhang Tianhao, if you dare to touch me, your sister, your mother, and your whole family will die!" Zhang Yan screamed.    

"Pah! Pah!"    

Zhang Tianhao continuously slapped Zhang Yan more than a dozen times, causing her face to become swollen and beyond recognition. Blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.    

Zhang Yan looked at Zhang Tianhao in horror and resentment. She said crazily, "You dare to hit me? My father will not let you go."    

"You still dare to threaten me, do you think I won't dare to kill you?"    

Zhang Tianhao unleashed his killing intent. Zhang Yan almost suffocated. She looked at Zhang Tianhao in horror, feeling that Zhang Tianhao really dared to kill her.    

"Stop!" A cold and solemn voice was heard.    

Zhang Tianhao felt a terrifying force attacking him. This force was extremely terrifying. It made his hair stand on end, and he had goosebumps all over his body.    

"Martial master?"    

In a moment of crisis, Zhang Tianhao did not dare to be neglectful.    

He unleashed the Limitless Berserk.    

Zhang Tianhao gathered all the energy in his body and unleashed the Vajra Fist to meet the incoming figure.    

Activating the Limitless Berserk was equivalent to doubling Zhang Tianhao's strength. With the addition of the beginner level Vajra Fist, his strength was extremely terrifying.    

"Bang!"    

Zhang Tianhao felt an explosive force that was unstoppable as it broke through his strength and crashed into his body. Zhang Tianhao groaned and was forced back seven or eight steps.    

"Creak! Creak!"    

The tiles under Zhang Tianhao's feet cracked inch by inch. A sweet taste came from his throat, and a gush of blood gushed out, but it was forcefully suppressed by him.    

"Patriarch."    

Zhang Yan looked happily at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared.    

"Father, quickly kill this trash." Zhang Yan ran towards the man.    

It turned out that this middle-aged man was the new patriarch of Zhang family, Zhang Yanwu.    

"Eh?!"    

Zhang Yanwu looked at Zhang Tianhao in surprise. Because he hadn't used more than 10% of his strength in that attack. However, it wasn't something that an ordinary martial artist could withstand. Who would have thought that Zhang Tianhao would actually receive his attack without suffering any injuries? But Zhang Yanwu's expression quickly returned to calm.    

"Tianhao, these are the disciples of Zhang family. It's a little too much for you to do this." Zhang Yanwu glanced at Zhang Tianhao, his tone was full of reproach.    

"Hahaha... I dare ask uncle, is Tianhao still the Young Lord of Zhang family?" Zhang Tianhao mocked.    

Zhang Yanwu was silent for a few seconds, nodded and said, "Of course!"    

"According to the rules of Zhang family, these people who have offended their superiors and attacked Young Lord are like traitors. Even if I kill them, what's wrong with that?" Zhang Tianhao spoke righteously, and his tone was firm and decisive.    

"Dad, this trash actually called himself Young Lord. Isn't he a laughing stock?"    

"Shut up." Zhang Yanwu glanced at Zhang Yan indifferently.    

"Dad..."    

Zhang Yan wanted to say something. However, she was stopped by Zhang Yanwu's cold gaze.    

"Apologize to Tianhao."    

"Apologize to him? Why?" Zhang Yan screamed.    

"Apologize!" Zhang Yanwu's cold and solemn voice sounded again.