Chapter 310: Seven? Seventh Level?

The next second.

Wudi's smile froze on his face.

Because his right hand was seized by Jiang Cheng's grip on his wrist, it hovered in midair, unable to move.

"?"

A huge question mark flashed in his mind.

Before he could think further, Jiang Cheng unleashed his full strength, grabbed the opponent's hand, and spun a hundred and eighty degrees in an instant.

"Crack!"

A chilling sound of bones shattering rang out.

Accompanied by a scream of unspeakable horror.

Wudi's entire right arm was torn off, exposing stark white bone ends, and scarlet blood spurted out like a well.

That scream made Gu Lang's complexion change dramatically from a short distance away.

Because it was night, the two of them were still within the Black Market's territory, and this commotion had surely attracted the attention of many people.

Not to mention the nearby experts; even the guards were probably on their way here now.

"What the heck is Wudi doing? He knocked someone out, yet caused such a huge uproar?"

Gu Lang cursed inwardly.

Wan Jianfeng, who was fighting him, felt a thud in his heart.

Obviously, like Gu Lang, he also mistakenly thought the one who screamed was Jiang Cheng.

In fact, a quick glance would have revealed it, but at a moment like this, any distraction could lead to disastrous consequences.

Jiang Cheng tossed the opponent's arm aside in one motion, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, then delivered another punch, accompanied by an sonic boom, hammering toward the opponent's chest.

Wudi's eyes widened.

He still hadn't figured out what was going on in front of him.

Why could a Second-level Force Warrior unleash such overwhelming combat power?

Fortunately, he had undertaken many missions, several of which were fraught with danger and nearly cost him his life, so at the last moment he activated a High-grade Diamond Talisman on his body.

"Peng!"

A muffled thud sounded.

Jiang Cheng's punch struck the shield formed after the Vajra Talisman was activated.

Then, under Wudi's incredulous gaze, he shattered the shield.

"You!"

Wudi's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

Seven? Seven-level!

This traitor is actually a Level 7 Original Force Warrior!

How could that be!

Yet the High-grade Diamond Talisman had just been shattered.

This cannot be his illusion.

"Gu Lang! Save me!"

The next moment, he endured the searing pain, turned and ran toward Gu Lang's direction, while exerting all his strength to call for help.

The High-grade Diamond Talisman, unlike the basic one that costs a hundred thousand, costs three hundred thousand, so even he only had this one.

And he wouldn't dare use it unless the moment was critical.

But now, the only trump card is gone…

"???"

Gu Lang heard the sound as if struck by lightning.

Is this? A rescue call from Wudi? Did he mishear? He was pleading for help to himself? Seeing this, Wan Jianfeng seized the chance and launched a fierce kick.

Gu Lang snapped awake, threw a punch; their fists and feet collided, and the two stepped back two paces each, using the opening to both look toward the rear.

Then they saw a scene they could hardly believe.

They saw Wudi with an arm broken, about to turn and flee.

Jiang Cheng suddenly lunged forward in a swift step, delivering a punch that struck the opponent's back.

"Crack crack…"

The sound of bones shattering rang out, unclear how many bones were broken.

Wudi spewed a mouthful of black blood, his whole body like a kite with a broken string, soaring forward over ten meters and crashing onto the grass.

He looked up, with a painful, pleading gaze, gave a stunned Gu Lang a look, struggled to raise his left hand, but the next moment darkness fell before his eyes, and he breathed his last.

"???"

Wan Jianfeng was also stunned, his mind a blank.

Because, according to what Yang Chun had told him earlier, the person he was protecting was only a Fifth-level Force Warrior, but this assassin was Sixth-level; with both sides' power and speed differing by a factor of two, the latter striking the former is like a father beating his son, yet the assassin ended up being killed? Moreover, it happened within such a short time?

What is happening? "Run!"

Gu Lang made a swift decision and turned to run.

He knew the target was right before his eyes.

But with the Black Market's experts already alerted, staying here was tantamount to courting death, let alone there was another opponent of comparable strength right before him.

Originally he was buying time against the opponent, now the situation had reversed.

Of course, there was an even more crucial point.

He realized Jiang Cheng was no ordinary foe; being able to kill Wudi in such a short span suggested that the latter had been careless and hadn't used his full strength from the start.

But no matter how careless one is, they wouldn't be easily killed by a Force Warrior below Level 6.

This kid's foundation isn't just Second Level! At least Level 6! Possibly even Seven-level!

"Stop! Don't run!"

Wan Jianfeng reacted and hurriedly gave chase.

But at that moment, several piercing sounds rang out, and something flashed across the night sky.

A white flash flickered over the lone wolf, and he knew a combat‑skilled Spiritual Thought Master had arrived, so he sped forward in a frantic sprint.

"Ah!"

The next instant.

A scream.

His legs were pierced by two throwing knives, and he immediately collapsed to the ground.

"Grab him!"

Several figures came from all directions.

The lone wolf showed a look of unwilling desperation, then a flash of resolve crossed his eyes; with one palm he shattered his own Heavenly Spirit Cover, dying as his breath was extinguished.

The figures arrived a step too late, exchanged glances, and each showed a shocked expression.

Wan Jianfeng at this moment also ran to Jiang Cheng's side and hurriedly asked, "Brother Zhang Cheng, are you alright? This time it was my inadequate protection, I didn't detect them in advance and almost caused you trouble."

"I'm fine."

Jiang Cheng smiled, "This doesn't concern you, Brother Wan, and you also helped me hold back the strongest guy; otherwise, as a Level 6 Original Force Warrior, I truly wouldn't be a match for the two of them."

After speaking, he felt strange inside.

These two had been following right behind him, heading straight for him, yet he felt no trace of hostility during the whole process.

Even if his Spiritual Power was nearly depleted, this situation shouldn't have occurred.

"Are you a Level 6 Original Force Warrior?"

Wan Jianfeng's pupils widened, but there was little surprise in his eyes.

After all, just as the lone wolf had guessed.

Force Warriors below Level 6 could possibly kill a Level 6 Original Force Warrior, but it is almost impossible to do so bare‑handed within such a short time.

He only had another speculation in mind.

That Jiang Cheng's power might exceed Level 6, perhaps Seven-level, maybe even.

"Hmm, just broke through."

Jiang Cheng nodded.

"That's good then."

Wan Jianfeng didn't ask further, especially since Jiang Cheng was unharmed, which was the best outcome for him.

He was just puzzled, where these two assassins came from, and why they targeted Jiang Cheng.

At that moment, those figures walked over.

"Jianfeng?"

Someone recognized Wan Jianfeng and immediately asked, "What happened? Where did that person come from?"

Someone else also noticed a corpse on the nearby lawn and, on the other side, a severed arm.

"I'm not too sure either; I only know there were intruders, two in total. One was killed by brother Zhang Cheng—that's that person. The other, I couldn't stop, but fortunately you intercepted him," Wan Jianfeng said.

"I see."

The arriving few didn't doubt much.

"What nerve, daring to invade this place."

"Exactly, but unfortunately there were no living mouths; otherwise we could have extracted their identities."

"That person was so ruthless; probably not a simple character, perhaps a killer," the speaker said, eyeing Jiang Cheng, feeling this matter was related to him.

"Give Yang Chun a call and have him handle this matter."

(End of chapter)