Chapter 26: Hundred Poison Lion Roar

Deep in the night.

In the room.

Fang Yi opened the thin booklet and began to study this Lion Roar Technique.

As he expected, this technique was indeed of a higher grade, belonging to the sequence of graded martial arts.

It was a low-grade martial art.

Graded martial arts are divided into three levels: high-grade, middle-grade, and low-grade.

The higher the level, the greater the power.

Any graded martial art placed in the world of martial arts can cause a huge sensation, making Evil Sects, sects, families, Mist Hunters, and even the imperial court feel moved.

No one would complain about having too many graded martial arts.

This Lion Roar Technique was a profound technique in the Heavenly Principle Sect, which Lu Yun Tian had achieved great merit to finally exchange for.

"Lion Roar Technique, focusing on exercising the internal organs, the surface is the sound emitted by the throat combined with Blood Energy, but in reality, it is the internal organs vibrating together, using the internal organ Qi combined with Blood Energy to emit the sound... This sound can shock people's minds when practiced initially, making people's Blood Energy churn, their brains roar, thus falling into a confused state.

When practiced to small success, it can injure people's internal organs, making their internal organs collapse and die.

Practiced to great success, one roar has huge lethality, even waterfalls can flow backward, the power is truly strong... More importantly, this technique is a sound wave attack, even if the enemy has a heart to defend, it is very difficult to resist."

Fang Yi's eyes flashed, studying this technique carefully.

Finally, he began to try, but didn't dare to try in the village, worried that the sound would be too loud and attract the villagers' attention.

Thinking about it, he took the secret manual and came to an open space seven or eight miles outside the village to conduct trials.

"Roar!"

The sound rang out, like a fierce beast, ringing in the mist.

Fang Yi tried again and again, at first not getting the method, roaring a few times, his throat dry and painful, his cheeks flushed, but later, as he practiced constantly, he gradually mastered the essentials.

Finally, characters began to appear on the panel.

Hundred Poison Lion Roar Technique (Entry 1%).

"It changed again?"

Fang Yi's eyes flashed.

The words "Hundred Poison" were added.

This meant that the sound waves he roared out would not only be able to injure people, but the sound waves would also contain deadly poison, which could poison people.

This was somewhat terrifying.

"Even the sound waves contain deadly poison, who can resist?"

Fang Yi thought to himself.

And with this low-grade martial art, he felt that the black substance in his body seemed to be about to undergo a second mutation.

This mutation would inevitably make the toxicity even more terrifying.

Time passed.

Two days passed in a flash.

Fang Yi felt it was about time, said goodbye to old physician Xu again, and under old physician Xu's gaze, carrying his bundle, left the village again.

Not long after leaving the village, he changed his appearance again, changed his body shape, and then rapidly dug out Lu Yun Tian's head; the head was wrapped in cloth and hadn't been stained with mud.

And because Lu Yun Tian was an expert, this head also had no insects or ants daring to bite it.

Looking at its appearance, it looked like it had just died not long ago, except it looked somewhat indigo, because this was the consequence of being invaded by deadly poison.

Fang Yi carried Lu Yun Tian's head and rushed toward Qingyang City immediately.

He didn't report to Hundred Herbs Hall for the first time, but went straight to the government office.

At this moment.

His face was cold, his body tall, looking like he was in his early thirties from the outside, and even the joints throughout his body were transformed by him to be different from ordinary people; as soon as he arrived at the government office, several yamen runners looked at him with surprise.

"This friend, what is your business at the government office?"

A yamen runner asked.

"I brought a human head to exchange for a reward, please go in and report!"

Fang Yi's voice was hoarse, his face expressionless.

"A human head? Whose is it?"

The yamen runner asked.

"Lu Yun Tian!"

Fang Yi unfolded the cloth, revealing an indigo-colored head inside.

"Heavenly Principle Sect backbone Lu Yun Tian?"

Several yamen runners were greatly surprised, then immediately looked at Fang Yi: "You wait here, we'll go in and report!"

They hurriedly rushed in rapidly.

Not long after, several yamen runners came out again.

"This sir, our prefect wants you to go in."

A yamen runner said.

Fang Yi nodded indifferently and walked in directly.

Led by the other party, passing through corridors and ponds, he finally arrived at the side courtyard of the government office.

He saw the prefect in official uniform, who had been waiting for a long time.

Besides him, there were several other people at the scene.

One was wearing black head-catcher attire, his face cold, breathing fine and dense, his eyes like electricity, with a long saber at his waist.

The other was a tall and thin man, in his early forties, like a bamboo pole, but his arms were extraordinarily long, close to his knees, and the joints of his five fingers were all thick.

Both were experts without exception.

Since arriving, Fang Yi had felt a trace of invisible pressure from them.

But as his Blood Energy circulated slightly, these pressures all disappeared.

"Seen the prefect!"

Fang Yi arched his hands slightly.

"This hero, I heard you killed the Heavenly Principle Sect backbone Lu Yun Tian and came here specifically to exchange for the reward?"

Prefect Zheng Zhiqiu was a man around fifty, with three strands of beard, revealing a smile, looking at Fang Yi.

"Not bad."

Fang Yi placed the head in his hand on the table.

Everyone looked at that indigo-colored head with curiosity.

The City Guard Army had already sent news earlier, saying that a small wave of Heavenly Principle Sect remnants had been cleared, and the leader Lu Yun Tian had been killed by a mysterious expert, and even his head had been taken away.

Could it be that this was done by the person in front of them?

"Let me see."

The man wearing black head-catcher attire beside him walked up, extended a palm, and covered it directly on this head, circulating Blood Energy to check.

This was to prevent someone from using a human skin mask to disguise themselves and bringing a fake head to exchange for a reward.

But the flesh, blood, and bones of an expert were very different from ordinary people, and a light test could reveal it.

Moreover, even if there were a human skin mask, it would be discovered by his Blood Energy.

A moment later.

This head-catcher, Tie Feng, withdrew his palm and nodded, saying: "It is indeed Lu Yun Tian!"

"This hero, may I ask your honorable name?"

Prefect Zheng Zhiqiu asked.

He didn't put on the airs of a prefect in front of Fang Yi; these kinds of martial artists who exchange heads for rewards were the most terrifying, and no one wanted to offend them.

"Ouyang Feng!"

Fang Yi responded.

"So it is Mr. Ouyang."

Zheng Zhiqiu opened his mouth, but was suspicious in his heart.

This name had never been heard of.

When did Qingyang City have another strange expert?

"Mr. Ouyang doesn't seem to be a Murder-Suppressing Envoy?"

Zheng Zhiqiu revealed a smile, intending to recruit this expert.

"I came from out of town, traveling here."

Fang Yi nodded.

"Then I wonder if Mr. would be willing to be a registered Murder-Suppressing Envoy? Anyone who is a registered Murder-Suppressing Envoy, besides being able to hunt criminals for rewards, will receive extra salary from the government office every month, about ten taels of silver. In normal times, we will absolutely not restrict your activities; you only need to arrest wanted criminals according to the bounty. What does Mr. think?"

Zheng Zhiqiu threw out an olive branch.

"Oh?"

Fang Yi raised an eyebrow.

No interference with freedom.

Extra silver every month.

There was no need to refuse this kind of thing.

Anyway, he was using a fake name.

"Can."

"Very good, I will have someone register you immediately."

Zheng Zhiqiu smiled, saying: "However, there is one more thing. The internal levels of the Murder-Suppressing Envoys are distinct, roughly divided into Iron Plate, Silver Plate, and Gold Plate levels, and the monthly salary is also different. To confirm Mr.'s level, we need to test it slightly. Although we already know Mr.'s strength, after all, seeing is believing, right? I hope Mr. doesn't mind."

"Alright."

Fang Yi nodded directly.

The government office wanted to test his strength, a matter he couldn't refuse.

"Let me test him."

The man with long arms beside him walked out, carrying an invisible aura, like a master, saying: "I am 'Iron-Armed Ape' Hou Tong, practicing the Tongbei Fist, hoping for Mr.'s guidance."

Although he arched his hands, his eyes were extraordinarily sharp, constantly measuring Fang Yi.

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