Looking at Liu Yu, who was gritting his teeth in frustration, Pei Yan said gleefully, "Oh, it seems life in the Secret Prison isn't going well at all. It's so bad that you've banded together for warmth! But I'll say it again—I'm soft-hearted! I've pleaded with the higher-ups to give you a chance. Kill me, and you'll be free! Isn't that a great deal? You get revenge and freedom, two birds with one stone!"

"Hmph, don't try to fool us; we're just here to be your targets!"

Pei Yan glanced at a young man in the crowd who looked down and sneered. He seemed to be named Feng Ziping, a captive caught by Jiang Feiyang on New Year's Day. He nodded at him and didn't shy away from saying, "That's right, you are targets. But are you going to let me kill you without dignity, or will you resist and show some spirit? It's your choice!"

"Is this the choice you're giving me?" He Yue raised his securely bound hands and mocked.

Pei Yan tapped the long ash of his cigar and signaled to a colleague from the Secret Prison behind the prisoners, "Unlock him!"

A few black-clad prison guards from the Secret Prison exchanged glances and, seeing that Pei Yan showed no sign of mechanizing, kindly reminded, "Are you sure? Don't blame us for not warning you; these people haven't had their internal resources forcibly drained for this battle. Once you release them, they'll quickly regain combat power! Aren't you going to mechanize in advance?"

"I'm sure! Unlock them!" Pei Yan said as he stood up and walked to the other side of the tank, leaning on the turret and smiling at the prisoners.

Seeing Pei Yan's resolute attitude, the prison guards could not say anything else. They had to remove the restraints from the prisoners' hands and feet and quickly withdrew to the sidelines, joining the security personnel there.

Gazing intently at the actions in the middle of the field, Gu Shenghui's brows knitted into a frown as he shouted sternly, "What's Pei Yan doing! Why is he acting so arrogantly? Does he think this is an internal competition in the hall? The other side has people with several lives stained on their hands!"

Beside him, Elder Lin remained calm, "Xiaogu, the so-called concern leads to confusion. You've invested too much effort on Pei Yan, making it hard for you to observe the problem as calmly as you used to."

With Gu Shenghui's puzzled gaze upon him, Elder Lin said calmly, "Pei Yan also has many lives on his hands! If it's purely about killing, he doesn't have fewer than any of his opponents."

Hearing this, Gu Shenghui suddenly realized, indeed! Apart from the battles by the pond with the strange men, in just his hunt for Han Lihu, he already had over ten lives on his hands. Now, Pei Yan was no longer Wu Xia A Meng.

In the arena, Pei Yan blew a puff of smoke, watching the prisoners stretch their limbs, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Have you recovered enough to start?"

"Make it quick; don't give that kid time to retaliate, or we'll be in trouble!" He Yue, who had combat experience with Pei Yan, shouted, retreating multiple steps before hurling a large net!

Without waiting for him to speak, Feng Ziping had already fired over ten silver needles darting toward Pei Yan's neck, but a thunderous crash sounded, and after a flash, Pei Yan's figure disappeared from sight.

"Where is he?" Seeing their attack miss, Feng Ziping growled in shock.

"He's behind us!" Among the crowd, someone looked around and pointed to Pei Yan, who was gasping for breath next to another tank, exclaiming.

Feeling his body trembling uncontrollably, Pei Yan rested a hand on the tank and murmured to himself, "So this is what it feels like to perform rapid movement in a flesh state? It's a bit uncomfortable!" Then he looked up at the crowd who turned and found him, smiling slyly, he whispered, "Master of Machinery!"

Just as He Yue and others were about to take advantage of Pei Yan's seemingly unstable state, they were startled by the sounds of metal grinding around them. In their terrified eyes, the tanks and armored cars around them twisted and transformed, those off-road vehicles turning into metal cheetahs, and the tanks became metallic tigers!

"Awoo!" The lifelike roar of the metal tigers reverberated as the prisoners caught in the arena momentarily forgot to resist.

"Aaaah!" A scream woke them up, and they turned to see a terrified prisoner, who had tried to turn and run, was pounced on by three metal cheetahs, his abilities weakly thrashing against their metallic hides, leaving a few shallow, uneven dents before he was torn apart amid chilling screams.

On the podium, all fell silent as they watched through binoculars the three cheetahs gnawing on the prisoner's corpse, blood dripping from between their teeth, until they spat out chunks of flesh. After a long while, Vice Admiral Zhang put down the binoculars and whispered, "This Pei Yan is quite calculating!"

"What do you mean?" The chief of staff standing next to him, stunned by the sudden gore, asked subconsciously.

"He could have easily asked us for ten tanks; he knew we could do that! However, he only asked for five tanks and five civilian cars. This means he wants to show us that he can control not only military equipment but also convert civilian equipment into combat power. Do you know how destructive such an ability would be in society?"

Hearing Vice Admiral Zhang's words, the chief of staff wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Indeed! The streets are already filled with motor vehicles! If Pei Yan's ability has no limit, then in the city, it would mean he has a mechanical legion!

"He's really this strong now! Today, I really got to know what this kid's ability is!" Zhao Xian, who was responsible for security at the sidelines with the Golden Eagle Team and had once crossed paths with Pei Yan, gulped and muttered in astonishment.

Shen Bing leaned in curiosity and asked, "What ability?"

"He's a Cybertronian!"

Pei Yan, in the middle of the field, wasn't aware that his former rival had classified him as an alien. At this moment, he sat on a high chair formed from concentration, stroking the head of a metal tiger lying at his feet, satisfied as he looked at the mechanical creatures in the field.

This was the ability he truly comprehended after breaking through the limits with the help of a girl the night before last: controlling surrounding technological products and transforming them into the forms he desired. Unfortunately, these transformed mechanical creatures had no intelligence and could only be animated by inputting corresponding animal behavior models into them via his brain's system.

Looking at Pei Yan, sitting in the chair puffing clouds of smoke, Feng Ziping recalled that annoying fat guy, similarly leisurely and shameless! Now, he was almost exploding with anger! How unlucky could he be, running into two tough nuts, both masters of control. Is he going to end his life again without even meeting the opponent's face?

"Capture the ringleader first! We'll hold off these mechanical beasts here! You powerful ones, go take out the real mastermind!" Unwillingly, Feng Ziping shouted to urge his companions.