The End of the World: Start with a Book, All Superpowers Depend on Reading

Mu Ningxue's face was filled with despair and death. She tilted her head to one side, her eyes gradually becoming hollow.

Zhao Ding freed up a hand to caress Mu Ningxue's white and tender cheeks, with a lustful light in his eyes, and slowly began to draw his hand across his neck, reaching towards the snow-capped peaks and deep valleys...

The next moment, a voice suddenly sounded above the two of them:

"Hey, isn't this our Miss Mu? Why are you so anxious when you start playing in the living room?"

Zhao Ding's right hand stretched out to Xuefeng suddenly stopped and he raised his head suddenly.

I don't know when I saw the man in the room opposite, sitting lazily on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking at them with an unfinished expression on his face.

"How did you get in? Who are you!" Zhao Ding stood up suddenly, his muscles all taut. He could no longer care about Mu Ningxue on the ground and looked at Wang Mingyang warily.

"I opened the door and came in! As for who I am?" Wang Mingyang said calmly with deep eyes, "It's not important. What's important is... whether you will die or live next."

Ignoring Zhao Ding's sudden murderous intent, Wang Mingyang looked at Mu Ningxue, who was pulling her skirt to cover her body while moving back to stay away from Zhao Ding.

"Miss Mu, do you still want to do business with me?"

A devilish voice sounded, and Mu Ningxue suddenly raised her head and uttered a sentence full of hate:

"Kill him! I'm yours!"

The words were simple and clear. Wang Mingyang smiled slightly when he heard the words, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers: "Quick! Then... the deal is done!"

When Zhao Ding asked Wang Mingyang that question, he already knew that there was nothing he could do.

With an angry roar, his body suddenly grew a small circle, and his seemingly huge right fist swung towards Wang Mingyang.

Wang Mingyang's body suddenly shot forward and he punched out without hesitation.

He wanted to try out the difference between his twice-strengthened body and Zhao Ding, who was obviously a power-enhanced person with awakened powers.

Two fists, one big and one small, collided together, and a muffled sound exploded in the living room.

Wang Mingyang took several steps back in succession, while Zhao Ding only took three steps back. In the strength competition, Zhao Ding's strength-enhancing ability really had the advantage.

"Haha, I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you are nothing more than that!" Zhao Ding couldn't help but sneer coldly when he saw Wang Mingyang retreating too much.

Shaking his painful and numb right hand, Wang Mingyang smiled silently, reached into his pocket, grabbed four silver beads and threw them in the air.

"You seem to have forgotten that I am also a person with awakened powers..."

The four silver beads quickly stretched and lengthened, forming four steel needles flashing with cold light. The sharp tips were pointed at Zhao Ding, and they shot out in the next moment.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Ding's head. With his enhanced reaction speed, he slapped a steel needle with his right hand, but the other three steel needles pierced his shoulders and chest fiercely.

The sharp steel needle came out from the other end with a trace of blood. Fortunately, Zhao Ding twisted his body and was not directly pierced through the vital part.

"Stop! We have something to discuss!" Zhao Ding quickly rolled behind the sofa, crouching with only his eyes exposed, and roared at the top of his lungs.

As soon as Wang Mingyang's superpower came out, Zhao Ding found that he was no match at all. He was seriously injured in one move. His mind changed quickly and he could only beg for mercy.

"Sorry, you have to die today!"

Wang Mingyang ignored it, flicked his fingers, and four steel needles pierced Zhao Ding again.

Not to mention that he had already agreed to Mu Ningxue's deal, Wang Mingyang hated the scum that backfired on his master.

This reminded him of the pain of being betrayed by his favorite people and teammates in his previous life. That kind of despair and unwillingness seemed to be flooding into his heart again at this moment.

Mu Ningxue leaned against the TV cabinet, clutching the skirt on her chest tightly with both hands. Her beautiful eyes were staring at Zhao Ding's figure with overwhelming hatred.

When Zhao Ding begged for mercy, she originally thought Wang Mingyang would hesitate for a moment, but what she didn't expect was that Wang Mingyang refused without hesitation, and the steel needle under his control became more and more cruel.

Zhao Ding rolled hard towards the master bedroom, ignoring the steel needle stuck in his back. He grunted and rushed into the master bedroom. The door of the master bedroom was thrown hard behind him.

There was a loud "bang", followed by three muffled sounds, and three steel needles plunged into the solid wood door.

Sensing the location of another steel needle in the master bedroom, Wang Mingyang calmed down and kicked open the master bedroom door.

Zhao Ding picked up a chair and threw it directly at Wang Mingyang who stepped into the master bedroom. The other five silver beads in his pocket quickly flew up and turned into a thin shield in front of him.

The wooden chair hit the thin shield, and wood chips flew into the air. The entire chair fell into pieces, but the seemingly thin shield was extremely strong.

Wang Mingyang stepped forward and kicked Zhao Ding's chest with his right foot. Zhao Ding reacted quickly and put his hands in front of him to block Wang Mingyang's powerful kick.

With the help of a kick on Zhao Ding's arm, Wang Mingyang's figure jumped up one meter. The shield that blocked the wooden chair just now quickly decomposed and stretched, and flew towards his raised right hand under Wang Mingyang's control.

The shield turned into a shiny horizontal knife, solidified the moment Wang Mingyang clenched his hands, and fell into his hands just right.

"Ho!"

Wang Mingyang clenched the horizontal knife with both hands, and then slashed it down towards Zhao Ding below.

Zhao Ding saw this wonderful scene through the gap between his hands. He was horrified in his heart. He exerted force on his feet and retreated quickly, regardless of whether it was a window or a wall behind him.

The horizontal knife brought up a smear of blood and slashed hard to the ground. Zhao Ding screamed, a slash was made on his chest by the horizontal knife, and half of his left arm flew up with blood.

In a flash, Wang Mingyang had severely injured Zhao Ding and cut off a part of his left hand.

"Ah... what the hell is this ability of yours?"

"Who the hell are you!"

"Why are you helping her!"

"Why!"

Zhao Ding screamed wildly, holding the broken hand tightly. The knife wound on his chest and the pain of the broken hand made his face distorted. At this moment, he only had endless hatred for Wang Mingyang in his heart, as well as deep confusion and unwillingness.

How the hell is this a telekinetic ability?

Can telekinesis make a metal ball twist and liquefy, turning it into a shield and a knife?

Zhao Ding was already confused. He originally thought that Wang Mingyang was just the kind of telekinesis in the movie, controlling objects to attack, but he didn't expect that he would be disabled after a metal transformation.

"I said, this is a deal!" Wang Mingyang shook off the blood on the horizontal sword and said helplessly.

"Deal?! I can also trade with you! What do you want?" Zhao Ding endured the pain and gritted his teeth.

"Uh... you can't. Miss Mu sold herself to me. What value do you have that is worth me abandoning such a beautiful woman to choose you?" Wang Mingyang tilted his head, with a curious look on his face.

"Fuck, I am the chosen one. Only you and I have evolved superpowers. Isn't that enough?" Zhao Ding roared, with a look of indignation on his face.

"The chosen one? Haha... stop it, brother. This joke is really a bit cold. You should get on the road quickly!" Wang Mingyang was stunned, and then laughed out loud.

This Zhao Ding actually thought he was the chosen one?

At best, he had a D-level power enhancement superpower. What did he want to be the chosen one?

Little did he know that Mu Ningxue, who was almost defiled by him, would awaken an S-level ice and snow superpower in the future. Even this might not be the chosen one!

Just a D-level superpower awakener, what a joke!