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Chapter 42 Hand-to-hand combat with the wild horse demon (Please continue reading)
"What's your surname and given name?"

"Liu Sheng".

"Where did it come from?"

"People from Baishui Village".

"What cultivation level?"

"Qi and blood are fully developed."

"Qi and Blood...at their peak?"

In front of the Demon Suppression Bureau's office, the person in charge of registration was now an elderly man surnamed He, who was over fifty years old.

He stared wide-eyed at the young man before him.

He was not short, over six feet tall, neither fat nor thin, and his face still had a touch of childishness.

No older than eighteen!
His eyes were bright and piercing, and there was a sense of pride in his brows.

What a handsome young man!

Could it be that I was tricked into coming here? Being a beast hunter isn't so easy.

Old He was a shrewd and experienced man; though he harbored suspicions, he showed no sign of them on his face.
"Young man, do you know what a beast hunter does?"

"I know, it's for killing monsters."

Liu Sheng nodded, looking serious.

After his cultivation breakthrough, he went home to pack up and then rushed to the county town.

He remembered that two days ago, Lao He had said that as long as one became a beast hunter, one could enjoy the benefits of being registered in the "martial register" and be exempt from all taxes and corvée labor.

The villagers banded together, wanting to dump all 572 taels of summer tax on him…

He decided to take drastic measures.

You guys go have fun yourselves, I'm not joining you.

If they couldn't pay their taxes, they would be conscripted into the army, forced to repair waterways, or mined...

Live it!

"Alright, go kill a monster and you can register my name directly!"

Old He stretched out his right hand, his five fingers disappearing, leaving only half of his palm visible:

"However, monsters aren't so easy to kill. You need to think this through..."

did not expect…

Old He may seem sharp-tongued and mean on the surface, but he actually has a kind heart.

"Thank you for the reminder, old man."

Liu Sheng glanced at Lao He's right palm and nodded:

Are there any requirements regarding the type of monster?

Seeing that Liu Sheng wouldn't listen to reason and his attitude had cooled considerably, Lao He waved his hand:
"No, anything above the alien species is fine. Hunting in the wild is fine, or you can buy one at the West Market and slaughter it..."

Oh, you can even cheat?

A strange look appeared on Liu Sheng's face.

"You think cheating is a good thing in the Demon Suppression Division?"

Old He seemed to see through Liu Sheng's thoughts and sneered:
"Beast hunters are not part of the official staff of the Demon Suppression Bureau; they are similar to unofficial servants in the county government."

But after being registered, they must obey the orders of the department and follow the demon-catching warriors or demon-slaying captains to fight demons in the wild!

If you got in by cheating, you'll be sent to the wilderness...

"Hmph, that's just courting death."

As he spoke, he glanced at Liu Sheng, his gaze carrying a pointed meaning:
"Young man, don't always aim too high. Be steady and methodical, and wait until you become a master of martial arts..."

"puff."

Liu Sheng gently pressed down on the table, and the ironwood square table immediately sank in by about an inch:
"Thank you, sir. I'll be right back."

With that, he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, turned around, and headed straight for the city gates.

"Hiss... I misjudged him today, this young man... is incredibly handsome!"

Old He took a deep breath, reached out and compared it to the palm print, clicking his tongue in amazement...

This wasn't created by a second-realm martial artist using their strength and muscles, but rather by forcefully pressing it out with their palms.

This young man is born with superhuman strength!
The younger generation is truly formidable…

……

After leaving the city gate, Liu Sheng hid in the woods beside the official road, transformed into a shimmering sparrow, and headed straight for Black Wind Mountain.

The top speed of the Radiant Sparrow is roughly the same as that of the Bladetail Blue Sparrow...

More than three times.

Its cruising speed is about 500 to 600 miles per hour, similar to that of helicopters in my previous life.

In the past few days, he had already patrolled the area within a hundred miles of the Black Wind Mountain's perimeter, and had a general idea of ​​the distribution of the demons. The Demon Suppression Division values ​​seniority, but even more so, ability.

In order to make a name for himself and create a "genius" persona, he decided to take on a ruthless task and kill a monster.

This is the first time I've fought a monster in my true form.

So he chose a wild horse spirit that had only recently become a spirit.

A moment later, he arrived at a grassland, revealed his true form, and unrestrainedly circulated his qi and blood.

The flesh and blood of martial artists have a tremendous attraction for demons.

"咴咴~"

Sure enough, after about ten breaths, a yellow figure rushed out and pounced on Liu Sheng, as fast as lightning.

In an instant, a foul wind arose, the grass bowed low, and mud flew everywhere.

"His speed is indeed significantly better than that of a Bone and Muscle Martial Master!"

A rainbow light appeared in Liu Sheng's eyes, reflecting the wild horse spirit's figure and its movement trajectory—

It was about two zhang tall, with dark red eyes, bone spurs on its head, a mouth full of sharp teeth, thick and long mane, and scales growing under its hair.

As they sped along, muscles rippled, mane billowed, and saliva sprayed from their mouths…

What a wild horse!

Liu Sheng licked the corner of his mouth, his blood and qi surged, his skin turned red and hot, his muscles bulged, swelling like rocks, his veins throbbing, like a snake coiled around his body.

Its spine undulates like a giant python, its body resembles a tiger sitting on a slope, its feet seem to move with the wind, and it looks like a hawk about to take flight, poised to pounce.

The distance of over a hundred feet passed in the blink of an eye. The wild horse demon rushed close, like a dump truck that lost speed and crashed into him.

A strong wind howled, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

Instead of retreating, Liu Sheng advanced, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, and charged forward.

Blood and qi surged into his right arm, causing it to swell up a size larger. In an instant, he unleashed over a hundred heavy blows with his heavy sword…

The knife never missed the wild horse spirit's neck, forehooves, or other areas.

"Dang Dang Dang~"

Amidst a series of rapid clanging sounds, sparks flew wildly in all directions.

"choke!"

The heavy sword, forged from refined iron, shattered into pieces in an instant.

This ordinary weapon is no longer able to withstand the current level of combat.

"咴咴!"

The wild horse let out a painful cry, its legs wobbled, and it staggered backward, leaving a series of holes in its tracks.

The scales on both sides of its neck and at the joints of its forehooves were broken and bleeding.

"Can fight!"

Liu Sheng flexed his wrists, his confidence soaring, and immediately took the initiative to press forward.

He now possesses nine great talents, among which the effect of "copper skin and iron bones" is no less than that of a perfected external martial arts technique.

Furthermore, with the addition of the hawk-shaped, snake-shaped, and tiger-bone-shaped forms, a terrifying tiger's roar and a burst of light...

How to lose?
"咴咴~"

The wild horse spirit stood still, pawing the ground with its front hooves, lowered its head, and its skull bristled.

The earthen yellow hue shimmered and was drawn from the ground, condensing into strands on the horse's body, forming a thick layer of rock armor.

"Da da da!"

The next moment, the wild horse charged out, its body swift and tearing through the air, the sound of its hooves like a dump truck crashing towards them at full speed.

"Roar!!"

Liu Sheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he let out a roar, which in an instant resembled the howling of a striped tiger.

The tiger's roar shook the heavens, transforming into a visible shockwave that, like a cannonball, slammed into the wild horse spirit's forehead.

The wild horse spirit was terrified. It tried to brake by stomping its front hooves on the ground, but it couldn't stop its momentum. It fell headfirst to the ground, its body upside down, looking extremely disheveled.

At this moment, Liu Sheng had already seized the opportunity, pounced forward, clamped his legs around the horse's neck, and with his fingers like knives, used the "Black Tiger Digs Out the Heart" move to stab the soft cartilage behind the horse's ear.

"bang"

The rock armor shattered.

Another punch!
"Oh!"

"Wheeling—!!"

The wild horse neighed in pain, blood gushing from its ears.

It struggled desperately, got up from the ground, and ran and jumped wildly, trying to shake Liu Sheng off.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

(End of this chapter)