Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

Chapter 136 A single blow shatters the foreigner's treacherous scheme, shaking the provincial capital.

A pervasive sense of death filled the entire venue.

The azure liquid rapidly spread throughout Kane's body along the bulging veins beneath his skin.

Kane's already massive body, which was a full two meters tall, expanded once again at a visible rate.

Beneath his pale, bluish skin, veins bulged, their structures resembling twisted black worms spread across his entire body.

Those previously unfocused pupils turned completely black.

"Hehe!"

He let out a low, inhuman growl from his throat.

"Hahaha! See that? Zack, that's real power!"

The president of the FAMAS Chamber of Commerce burst into laughter, his face beaming with an undisguised sense of smug satisfaction.

"This is the power of technology! Even if Chinese martial artists train diligently for a lifetime, they could never reach this level of power!"

Zack also came to his senses, and his eyes rekindled with fervor.

He stared intently at Lin Ji, waiting for Kane's transformation to end.

"roar!"

Kane has finally rallied once again.

The roar caused debris to fall from the brick wall in a continuous rustling sound.

"boom!"

Kane, whose body was nearly two meters tall, suddenly moved with a roar, his speed almost twice as fast as before.

He formed his five fingers into claws, the tips of which reeked of a strong, fishy stench, and tore at Lin Ji on the other side of the wall.

As he squeezed through the hole in the wall, even the brick and stone walls vibrated and hummed from the strong wind around him.

Even the tables, chairs, and other items inside the council chamber were overturned by the blast wave, lying askew and shattered on the floor.

Although there was no fluctuation of energy on his body.

But Lin Ji could sense that this power was something that no amount of internal force could withstand.

But Lin Ji remained standing there, his expression calm and unwavering.

In that very instant.

Lin Ji's aura suddenly intensified.

"roar!"

An invisible dragon roar erupted from Lin Ji.

He narrowed his eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing within them, and muttered to himself:

"The mountains and rivers are at peace."

Then Lin Ji flipped his wrist, and the peeled wooden stick sliced ​​through the air with a dull thud, crashing down from above like a collapsing mountain.

"Bang--!"

The wooden stick struck Kane, its force undiminished as it fell to the ground.

The stick could no longer bear the weight and exploded in the middle, sending wood chips flying and embedding themselves in the surrounding walls and ground.

Just as the stick exploded.

The ground beneath my feet shook violently three times.

The entire building seemed to be under too much pressure, with a tooth-grinding "creak" coming from the gaps between the bricks.

Kane's chest caved in, leaving a large, visible crater. His massive body remained frozen in mid-air, still in a lunging pose. A final look of bewilderment flashed in his dark pupils before he was completely lifeless.

"Boom!"

Kane's knees buckled, slamming heavily to the ground and creating two massive craters. The deathly aura raging around him receded rapidly like a tidal wave.

The smile on the face of the president of the FAMAS Chamber of Commerce froze instantly. His pupils contracted sharply, and a chill ran down his spine.

He abruptly stepped back, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

"run!"

His proud research achievements were so easily defeated in front of this old man!

"A frog at the bottom of a well."

Lin Ji strode forward, his imposing aura overwhelming the president of the FAMAS Chamber of Commerce, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Don't come any closer!"

The chamber of commerce president, blustering but actually cowardly, roared and suddenly pulled a pistol from his pocket:

"I am the president of a chamber of commerce certified by the British Empire. If you dare to touch me, the entire British Empire will not let you off! Jiangcheng will be stained with blood!"

The dark muzzle of his gun was pointed directly at Lin Ji's forehead.

But Lin Ji didn't stop for even a moment. He took a sudden step forward and was already in front of the Chamber of Commerce president.

"You dare to threaten the foundation of Chinese martial arts? Such a scourge must not be allowed to live."

As he finished speaking, Lin Ji flicked his fingertips slightly.

A wisp of condensed internal energy, refined to its extreme, shot into the forehead of the president of the FAMAS Chamber of Commerce like lightning.

"Pfft—"

The force pierced precisely between the guild president's eyebrows, and blood splattered on the wall behind him.

The chamber of commerce president's eyes widened, the pistol in his hand clattered to the ground, and his body fell straight down. He couldn't believe that he had died in this small Jiangcheng that he had looked down on.

On the other side, Zack was already terrified.

He had assumed that Kane, with the Empire's scientific research capabilities, would be able to easily kill the old man.

In the blink of an eye, Kane died again, and the president of the FAMAS Merchant Guild was also killed.

This old man was actually hiding his true strength in the previous battle!

Fear gripped his heart, and he dared not linger for a moment. Taking advantage of the instant Lin Ji stopped, he lunged toward the hidden door behind the bookshelf in the corner.

"Click!"

A mechanical click sounded.

A hidden door opened and closed in an instant.

Zack's figure flashed and disappeared into the secret passage.

Just as he disappeared, Lin Ji flicked his finger, and a sharp wood shaving shot into the center of Zack's back.

Lin Ji glanced at the closed hidden door but did not give chase.

He had already noticed the mechanism by observing small details.

Lin Ji glanced at the two corpses in the room, then took the last syringe from the silver box and stuffed it into his pocket.

He didn't linger; with a swift movement, he leaped out of the window and vanished silently into the night of the manor.

at this time.

Zack was running wildly through the dark, damp tunnel.

Only then did he realize that every breath he took was excruciatingly painful, and blood was constantly oozing from his mouth and nose.

He didn't even know when he was injured.

He dared not stop.

Lin Ji's murderous appearance completely terrified him.

He felt as if death was chasing him from behind, and Lin Ji's last indifferent gaze became a nightmare he could not shake off.

The secret passage wound for several miles, leading directly to the back mountain of the concession.

When Zack crawled out of the secret passage, he was covered in mud and blood, looking utterly disheveled, a far cry from the imposing figure of the British colonel.

He dared not return to the military camp, nor dared to take the main road. He found a fast horse overnight and fled desperately towards Guanghua provincial capital.

The night was dark and the mountain path was rugged. He fell off his horse several times, but gritted his teeth, got up, and continued on his way.

Traveling day and night, for a whole night, Zack finally made it to the British Consulate in Guanghua, the provincial capital.

He had just rushed into the courtyard when he collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious.

"Zack?"

A foreigner passing by the consulate could make out his face from his bloodied and mangled features.

moment.

The British Consulate in the provincial capital was in an uproar.

A top-level rescue operation was immediately organized.

The hidden force penetrated his body, and his internal organs had already been shattered.

No matter how advanced Western medicine is, it cannot repair the shattered internal organs.

The rescue operation lasted a full day.

In the early hours of the following day, Zack, lying in his hospital bed, convulsed a few times, his eyes lost all light, and he breathed his last.

"Zack is dead?"

The British consulate was filled with consuls from various countries, all of them looking furious and incredulous.

In a small city like Jiangcheng, someone actually dared to be an enemy of Great Britain.

That morning, the Western consul led his guards directly into the military governor's mansion in Guanghua Province, lodging a strong protest and demanding that the Chinese side hand over the murderer within seven days, otherwise the Western garrison would directly enter Jiangcheng to apprehend the murderer themselves.