Chapter 118

Under Lei Kesi's horrified expression, the Martial Corpse suddenly appeared right where the kick was aimed, clearly caught off guard by 'Brother Yanwang' Lin Yu's attack!

The next second!

Bang—

A tremendous sound rang out!

The Martial Corpse.

Was not kicked flying, but collapsed straight down.

"..."

Lin Yu stood in the darkness, looking at the fallen Martial Corpse, his eyes narrowing slightly.

As expected of a Martial Corpse.

The first kick.

He had thought it would heavily wound the Martial Corpse, leaving it unable to move, but he hadn't expected the Martial Corpse's physical constitution to be this powerful.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Lei Kesi.

Was dumbfounded.

The Martial Corpse that had just been hunting him like the Grim Reaper was now laid out on the ground by two kicks from 'Brother Yanwang' before his eyes?

That's not right.

He remembered...

That day.

Wasn't the combat power index Lin Yu had unleashed only 13,000 points?!

"..."

Immediately.

A chill ran through his body, and he figured something out.

And that was...

Brother Yanwang's combat power index...

How could it possibly be 13,000 points?!

Ever since the incident with the First Red Pole, countless people had speculated that Brother Yanwang's combat power index...

Might exceed 15,000 points!

Therefore.

Back in the great School Realm battle, the Brother Yanwang before his eyes had never truly gone all out.

He had hidden...

Far too deeply!

"..."

Lin Yu walked forward, observing the Martial Corpse before him.

The Martial Corpse before him, after being kicked twice by him, was on its last breath, but not dead.

"Yu..."

"Yu-ge."

"Is there anything you need me to do?"

Watching Lin Yu lost in thought over the Martial Corpse, Lei Kesi hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked up and spoke solemnly.

In his mind.

In an instant...

He understood many things!

Although he didn't know why the Martial Corpse had come after him, he felt this matter probably wasn't that simple, and only Lin Yu before him—no, 'Brother Yanwang' before him—knew the truth.

The best choice.

Was...

To submit!

"..."

Lin Yu turned his head slightly, looked at Lei Kesi, and a faint smile surfaced on his calm expression.

He had to admit.

This Lei Kesi really did seem quite sharp.

"Tie him up with the specially made rope."

"Later..."

"It'll be useful."

He instructed Lei Kesi.

After Lei Kesi bound and took away the Martial Corpse, Lin Yu fell into thought.

He now also wanted to know.

What kind of effect Lei Kesi would achieve in the short term after practicing cultivation methods.

Late at night.

Hum.

Tai'an Street.

A figure in a black robe slowly appeared in the shadowed corner of Tai'an Street.

"... The aura."

"Vanished from here."

He lifted his gaze slightly, scanning his surroundings.

The instant he raised his eyes.

Beneath the black hood.

Was a face glowing with a ghostly green light — identical to Duan Duan Changren's!

【073】 The Black Dragon's suspicion — why does the person before him look so familiar? 【1st Update】

Just now.

The Martial Corpse...

Had failed to report for a long time.

And in an instant!

The Martial Corpse's aura...

Had vanished!

The connection to it flickered in and out, as if it could snap at any moment, leaving his heart faintly unsettled.

The Martial Corpse.

Had never failed — every single mission was completed without exception. To him, the School Realm and the Wu Lin were nothing more than his breeding farm, save for the former King of Killers, Dao Feng.

No one else could stop him, no one else could make him wary!

Most importantly!

In the School Realm and the Wu Lin, those whose combat power index exceeded ten thousand were exceedingly rare. Whenever one appeared in the School Realm, he would seize them and refine them into a Martial Corpse!

In the Wu Lin, aside from the top experts of the various major sects and powers, there was no one else above ten thousand — but those people's combat power was simply no match for a Martial Corpse!

Even...

That so-called number-one red staff of the Heigou Gang, in the Black Dragon's eyes, was nothing but a waste whose potential had been spent, utterly not worth cultivating!

And those so-called gang killings and the like...

In his eyes.

Were nothing more than playing house.

"This is..."