At the start, remove human limitations and start killing!

A moment later.

"Bang!"

Su Han unleashed his power and punched the wall.

A large hole was suddenly blasted open in the wall, and bricks and stones flew everywhere.

The two fought back and forth, and Su Han and the Dan-forming expert fell into a room together.

This seemed to be a rather secluded meeting room, with only a few tables and benches, all of which had now been overturned.

The expert who had reached the Core Formation stage was panting heavily, retreating while maintaining his defense, staring at Su Han with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Kid, you're pretty good."

"But you're still a long way from killing me!"

Su Han didn't speak.

They don't care about their opponent at all, or rather, they don't even consider them an opponent.

He was just casually looking around during the fight.

This place seems good; we're almost out of the main battlefield.

I also felt that the timing was right.

Then, I stopped acting with him; it was time to end this childish game.

And then suddenly...

"boom!"

Blood-red flames shot into the sky.

Su Han erupted instantly.

Dark red flames instantly enveloped his entire body, and the dense, fine lines, like twisted strands of hair, frantically coiled around his fist.

It was as hot as magma.

A punch was thrown out with a bang!

This punch was incredibly fast, several times faster than the punches he used in the previous scenes.

It was so fast that the other party couldn't react at all.

All that could be seen was a blood-red afterimage that flashed by in the blink of an eye.

immediately.

"Snap!"

The sound of the sternum cracking was crisp and piercing.

The expert who had reached the Dan realm stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

He had just thought the two were evenly matched and fighting back and forth.

How could it be so sudden...?

He was spitting blood, feeling as if his internal organs were being burned, and his strength suddenly gave way.

He had no strength left to fight, and his body went limp and he collapsed.

But Su Han held back some of his strength at the last moment.

He skillfully used the opponent's strength, but only crippled the man's power without killing him immediately.

"What...what do you want to do?"

The expert who had reached the Core Formation stage clutched his chest, looking at Su Han with a terrified expression.

Su Han's gaze narrowed slightly.

His goal was not the mission of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect at all.

He came along out of necessity.

This operation should just be a perfunctory show, nothing more.

He has his own ideas.

For example, the secret martial arts of the Giant Whale Sect.

Secret weapons can also strengthen the body and significantly increase combat power; if combined with true qi, they will become even stronger.

With his talent, he could instantly learn any secret martial art and reach the True Qi realm.

The more secret weapons you can collect, the better.

The Giant Whale Sect would be a good choice.

As the strongest martial arts sect in the area, their martial arts techniques are definitely top-grade.

When you reach the point of mastering True Qi, your own Qi and blood will merge with other True Qi.

My abilities will reach a new level.

Su Han walked up to the man, squatted down, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Your Giant Whale Sect's cultivation techniques."

"Tell me everything: training methods, fighting methods."

"I can spare your life."

But the man just gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"Don't even think about it!"

"You evil followers of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, your crimes are heinous and unforgivable."

"They came to destroy our sect, and now they even want to take our secret manuals."

"Let me tell you, even if I die, I will never give you the cultivation technique."

"Give up on that idea, you bastards."

His eyes were filled with hatred, as if they were about to spew fire.

Su Han frowned.

Somewhat helplessly, it seems there's no way to get an answer.

He stood up and looked behind him.

now.

"hehe."

A mocking laugh came from the doorway.

Zhao Lei walked in.

He crossed his arms, leaned against the doorframe, and looked at Su Han with disdain.

"Su Han, with the Qi and Blood Immortal Martial Arts of my Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, why would you still cultivate that trashy Secret Martial Arts?"

"Heh, what a bumpkin, so ignorant."

"I'll tell you..."

But Zhao Lei didn't finish his sentence.

Su Han's figure suddenly flashed.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Zhao Lei's side.

The two were face to face, less than ten centimeters apart.

Su Han stared at Zhao Lei with icy eyes, like a deep pool, chilling him to the bone.

Startled by this sudden turn of events, Zhao Lei jumped back and bumped his back against the door frame.

What are you doing?

He felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the murderous intent on Su Han's face.

But then I felt ashamed.

How could a dignified outer disciple of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect be frightened by a mere native?

If others find out, won't they laugh at me?

He then turned grim, trying to regain some of his momentum, and asked in a deep voice.

"What? You want to kill me?"

"You think you're something special just because you have a little talent?"

Su Han stared at him, then suddenly asked a question.

"The mission of the Red Fist Sect back then."

"You probably didn't know my true strength back then, yet you still sent me to the Red Fist Sect to carry out the mission of wiping out the entire sect."

"You're probably just using me as cannon fodder, wanting me to die, right?"

Zhao Lei's expression froze.

Then he smiled.

He laughed frankly and readily admitted it.

"Yes, I want you dead."

"But so what?"

He stepped forward, looking down at Su Han with a condescending attitude, and said provocatively.

"That's just how realistic the world is."

"If you have no strength, you're just an ant. Only if you have strength will we respect you."

"What, you're not convinced? You're angry?"

"and then?"

He stretched out his hand, extended his face forward, and gently patted his face in a mocking gesture.

"Come on, hit me then, kill me!"

"Haha, but I'm telling you, Su Han."

Zhao Lei sneered, withdrew his face, and spoke with an air of superiority.

"Our identities are worlds apart."

"If you dare to lay a finger on me, no matter how talented you are, my Ten Thousand Immortals Sect will never let you go."

"Not only the cultivation techniques you want, but also information about the Sturgeon Group..."

"We will not get any of them."

He paused, his smile growing even colder.

"And your sister too."

"Everyone around you—family, friends, classmates…"

"We will not let any of them go."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, each word piercing to the heart, his face full of amusement.

He knew how to manipulate Su Han.

They also anticipated that these conditions would only make Su Han angry but unable to speak out.

Since that's the case, why not tease this dog?

During a small meeting at the hotel earlier, team leader Chen Yixi mentioned that Senior Brother Kong valued Su Han highly.

But it wasn't the kind of emphasis placed on prodigies.

It's not that they value the other party because they harbor a big secret.

If he values ​​a prodigy, he naturally needs to treat him well.

But unfortunately, it's not.

All they need to do is obtain the secrets about Su Han later.

As for Su Han himself?

Ultimately, he was just a local cannon fodder; once his usefulness was over, he could be discarded at will.

It's estimated that after this operation is over, Senior Brother Kong will find an opportunity to uncover Su Han's secrets.

At that time...

Su Han's fate was predictable.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lei looked at Su Han with a hint of pity.

Like looking at a dead person.

Then he sneered.

"Su Han, I've got you all wrapped around my finger."

"Just bear with it, hehe."