Gou Zai Xianwu Chaos World, Physical Sainthood

"That's enough!"

Just as Lu Cheng was pondering anxiously, Xue Yin suddenly withdrew his gaze and said calmly:

"I am an official, and you are a commoner. Since you have reported it to the authorities, I naturally have to take action."

"As for what you're hiding... as long as it's not like these people, that's up to you."

After speaking, he looked at the dozen or so people who were bound. Some of them were dead, some were injured, and including the man with crippled arms, seven people remained alive.

"Our Zhenwu Battalion has solved this problem for you. Would it be feasible to requisition two carriages?"

Xue Yin pointed to the circular array of vehicles, his tone leaving no room for refusal.

Upon hearing this, Lu Cheng was not angry at all; on the contrary, he felt slightly relieved. It was naturally excellent that the Zhenwu Camp was willing to take these people away. However, he still wanted to know how they would ultimately be dealt with, after all, he had offended some people to the core this time—the one who was crippled was a young master of a martial arts school.

Lu Cheng pointed at the young man and asked Xue Yin, "General Xue, may I ask how these people will be dealt with? May I inquire about this man's identity?"

Xue Yin shook his head: "How to deal with this is not something you can know. As for this person's identity, you'll have to wait a moment."

Having said that, he turned to a soldier wearing leather armor and gave the order:

"Since the aggrieved party has made a request, you may conduct an on-the-spot interrogation."

Without saying a word, the soldier grinned and dragged the two men into the dense forest on the hillside.

Soon after, even more pitiful wails than those of the young man rang out, causing many in the convoy to shudder.

Only then did Lu Cheng remember something, and he bowed to Xue Yin in thanks.

Before he could finish speaking, the gaunt man beside Xue Yin suddenly spoke up:

"Kid, you should have mastered the Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle from the Changfeng Escort Agency, right? Come, let's spar over there."

Lu Cheng had already noticed this person.

Both his armor and his attitude indicate that he and Xue Yin are of equal status.

Thinking that he would be fighting such a person in two months, Lu Cheng was also eager to find out his strength in advance.

In addition, it has been almost half a month since his last encounter with Xue Yin.

My own strength has also undergone tremendous changes, and it is indeed time to test how well I have improved.

Now that I have a martial artist who has reached the peak of Qi Refining to fight alongside me, wouldn't that be much more useful than Zhao Cheng?

As for whether this would reveal his strength, Lu Cheng wasn't worried at all.

It's the other party who should be worried.

Thinking of this, Lu Cheng planted his halberd in the ground and clasped his hands in a fist salute to the gaunt man, saying:

"Since the general has given the order, Lu Cheng will respectfully comply. Please, general, show mercy."

"Hahaha, that's great!" The gaunt man laughed and waved his hand. "I can't accept all this 'General' stuff. My name is Li Wei, just like Xue Yin. You can call me Captain."

As he spoke, he walked toward an open space to the side.

Lu Cheng followed.

The two stood about ten feet apart.

Li Wei moved his hands, wrists, and arms, and his ten fingers, as thick as date pits, cracked.

With a clap of his hands, the sound from his palms was almost like a thunderclap.

Then, with one hand raised in front of his chest and the other open at his side, his entire demeanor changed, his expression became serious, and his tone became calm:

"The Great Monument Smashing Hand, a low-ranking human, relies on brute force to overcome brute force and ferocity to defeat ferocity. Kid, you'd better watch out."

Lu Cheng slowly stretched out his arms, letting them hang down at his sides. His body trembled slightly, like an eagle poised to take flight.

"The Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle, mid-level Human Rank, primarily focuses on dislocating bones and tendons, and grappling to control breathing. I humbly request your guidance, Chief Li!"

"Come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Wei stepped forward and slammed his left palm down towards Lu Cheng's chest.

Although the palm strike was not fast, the force it generated made Lu Cheng's breath catch in his throat.

Instead of retreating, Lu Cheng advanced, sidestepping the palm strike, and with his right hand forming a claw, unleashed the Cloud Piercing Claw technique to grab Li Wei's wrist.

Li Wei chuckled, and his left palm suddenly sank down, the edge of his palm cutting towards Lu Cheng's forearm.

At the same time, his right palm swept upwards from below and struck Lu Cheng's ribs.

The two moves were executed in one smooth motion, a double-layered combo from the "Smashing Tablet" technique.

Lu Cheng's claw stance remained unchanged, but his right hand suddenly tightened its grip, changing from a grasp to a bite, and he flipped his hand to strike Li Wei's wrist pulse.

At the same time, his left arm was placed horizontally under his ribs, violently clashing with Li Wei's right palm.

With a "snap," Lu Cheng's left arm immediately went numb.

The Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle are indeed not known for their ferocity, and they are already at a disadvantage when directly resisting the Slamming Tablet Hand.

Li Wei's cultivation level was slightly higher than Lu Cheng's, so in this direct confrontation, Lu Cheng ended up at a disadvantage.

"Such powerful claws, watch out!"

Li Wei praised him, slowed his palm strike slightly, giving Lu Cheng a moment to catch his breath, and then struck again.

This time it was no longer a test; his palms flew, each one faster than the last.

The "Smashing Monument Hand" technique is characterized by its fierce and powerful style, with each strike seemingly accompanied by wind and thunder.

Lu Cheng then used his claws and fingers alternately, sometimes grabbing and sometimes poking.

With his elusive movements, he constantly circled around Li Wei, never engaging in direct combat.

The two exchanged blows, and in no time they had fought more than twenty rounds.

Li Wei became more and more excited as he played, constantly cheering.

Lu Cheng, however, became more and more composed as the fight progressed. He did not greedily seek victory with each move, retreating after gaining an advantage and then advancing again.

In the blink of an eye, fifty moves had passed.

Li Wei's palm strikes slowed, and his breathing became heavier.

He hadn't expected Lu Cheng to be so slippery, so much so that seven out of ten of his palm strikes missed their mark.

The remaining 30% was also taken by Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng was also feeling bad.

Although he avoided most of Li Wei's palm strikes, the occasional palm strike that he could only meet head-on still made his bones tremble and his arms go numb.

Li Wei's strength was just as formidable as Xue Yin's.

Another twenty moves passed.

Lu Cheng clawed at Li Wei's shoulder, but Li Wei snorted coldly and didn't dodge. Instead, he slapped Lu Cheng's chest with his palm.

Seeing this, Lu Cheng had no choice but to immediately cross his palms in front of his chest to protect himself.

The two clashed together with all their might.

With a loud "bang!", Lu Cheng staggered back two steps, his chest heaving with blood and qi.

Although Li Wei did not back down, he kept shaking his hands.

The two exchanged a glance, but neither made another move.

Li Wei laughed heartily:

"Let's stop fighting, let's stop fighting. If we keep fighting, someone will get hurt. Let's save the blood for two months."

Lu Cheng cupped his hands in greeting but said nothing. His hands were still trembling, and his muscles and bones were sore and numb.

On the other hand, Li Wei seemed completely unaffected.

Lu Cheng made up his mind that when he fought Xue Yin and Li Wei two months later, he should focus on agility and avoid brute force.

Li Wei walked back to Xue Yin's side and whispered:

"This kid's claw strength is not weak, and his movement is fast. If he reaches perfection, I definitely won't be able to control him."

This was still because he benefited from being a member of the armory.

Xue Yin didn't reply, but just looked at Lu Cheng thoughtfully.

At this moment, the wailing from the dense forest on the hillside stopped.

The leather-armored soldier dragged the two men back, threw them to the ground, and reported:

"Boss Xue, you got everything out of him."

"These are all disciples of the four martial arts schools: Vermilion Bird, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise."

"The medicinal herbs from Liujia Village last time were also stolen by them and transported to Huangjia."

Lu Cheng thought to himself:

As expected, among the seventeen families, only the Huang family had an alchemist.

Unfortunately, after so many days, a lot of the medicinal herbs must have been wasted.

After speaking, the soldier kicked the crippled young man on the ground again, then glanced at Lu Cheng:

"This kid is the only son of Zhang Rensheng, the head of the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts School."

Upon hearing this, Lu Cheng's heart skipped a beat.