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Chapter 74 Who do you think you are, to presume to restrain us!

Fan Wu's face was ashen, but he bit his lip tightly and remained silent, only the veins on his forehead bulging from the intense pain.

"Hey, you surnamed Luo—what are you doing!"

"Young Master Luo—please have some self-respect!"

Zhou Rong, Xie Muyan, and the others finally realized what was happening and rushed forward to save Fan Wu.

Unexpectedly, Luo Ziyuan's expression turned cold.

His hands shot out like lightning, grabbing the necks of the two people in front and lifting them up in an instant.

Zhou Rong and Xie Muyan's faces flushed red, as they felt an immense force gripping their throats.

His legs kicked futilely in the air, but he couldn't move.

"This...this is the strength of the fifteenth-ranked person on the Dragon and Tiger List...Can Lord Lu really defeat him?"

For a moment, they all began to waver.

Faced with such overwhelming strength, they couldn't help but worry about Lu Ming.

Upon seeing this scene, all the Yin Tiger Guards stopped in their tracks, their eyes filled with apprehension and fear.

Luo Ziyuan glanced coldly at them, hoisting the two men to the outside of the city wall, his sneer sharp as a knife: "Do you submit? Hmph—any random Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to compare themselves to me!"

Xie Muyan didn't speak, but stared intently at the other person, his disdain obvious.

Zhou Rong, his neck stiff, managed to utter a strained voice: "Ha—who do you think you are—Lord Lu dares to lead us, the inferiors, to rebel against our superiors and raise our swords—"

"You incompetent fool—you only know how to attack nobodies like us—you dare compare yourself to Lord Lu!"

Luo Ziyuan's face turned ashen as he subconsciously recalled the scene of himself cowering in fear in front of Su Qingsi, Xiao Junlin, and Yun Shuying.

His seemingly arrogant yet actually fragile heart was completely exposed, laid bare to the sunlight.

His face contorted into a ferocious expression as he roared, "Scum—then die!"

After saying that, he suddenly let go and then kicked hard with his foot.

"Snap!"

With a sharp crack as his hand broke, a look of pain flashed across Fan Wu's face. Unable to hold on any longer, he fell downwards.

"Commander Fan! Commander Zhou! Commander Xie—"

The Yin Tiger Guards' expressions changed drastically, and they looked down in alarm.

Luo Ziyuan's face was contorted with rage, and he felt a surge of satisfaction as he finally vented his anger.

He dared not be presumptuous in front of Xiao Junlin, and he could not vent his anger on these lowly people!

Just as his mind was pounding and a look of pleasure appeared on his face, a gentle breeze suddenly swept by.

"Bang! Bang!"

With two soft thuds, Xie Muyan and Zhou Rong were thrown against the city wall in a daze.

Then, a figure in a green robe carried Fan Wu and slowly landed on the city wall, his robes billowing like ink in the wind.

"Lord Lu—Lord Lu has arrived!"

"I knew it—Lord Lu would definitely show up!"

"Lord Lu will surely uphold justice for us!"

Upon seeing the newcomers, the Yin Tiger Guards cheered as if they had found their leader, their shouts echoing across the city walls.

Liu San was already stunned by the scene before him, but when he saw Lu Ming, his eyes lit up and he quickly took a few steps forward.

However, when Lu Ming glanced at him, he paused and obediently stepped back.

"I should have said that no one is allowed to act recklessly in Yinhu County—what do you say, Young Master Luo?"

Lu Ming raised his eyes and helped Fan Wu to the side, then looked at Luo Ziyuan with a deep gaze.

Luo Ziyuan finally came to his senses, and his anger, which had not yet subsided, flared up again.

Since coming down the mountain, everything has gone wrong.

The goddess he admires looks down on him, and the geniuses of the three sects and five schools completely ignore him.

Nowadays, even a lowly person from a small county town dares to speak to him like that!

"Who do you think you are—to presume to control us!"

He shouted coldly, his once handsome face now twisted like a vengeful ghost.

At the same time, countless azure energies surged forth between heaven and earth, far surpassing Lu Ming's previous commotion.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Ziyuan was enveloped in a thick layer of azure light, his eyes filled with a madness mixed with a hint of calm: "Since I can't have it, then I'll destroy it!"

"You lowly commoners should feel honored that I can fully unleash the Thousand-Mechanism Body!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of blue light erupted.

Amidst the howling wind, countless fine blue needles shot out in all directions, enveloping everyone on the city wall.

The needles rained down like a torrential downpour, gleaming with a cold, eerie light in the sunlight, each one imbued with a sharp energy capable of piercing through iron armor.

He intended to leverage local forces to gain more advantages in the upcoming operations.

Since we can't use him now, then nobody should use him either!

He sneered inwardly, his anger burning, yet his actions still retained the calculating nature inherent in scions of noble families.

The fine needle moved with lightning speed, leaving streaks of blue in the air and creating sharp sonic booms.

Before the needle even arrived, a sharp, stinging sensation assaulted my senses.

Lu Ming's expression remained calm, his right hand outstretched.

The willow-leaf throwing knife had already slipped into his palm, spinning endlessly between his fingers, its blade gleaming like shattered silver.

"Whoosh!"

The scalpel shot into the air, creating countless scalpel shadows.

It was as if a silver moon had exploded, transforming into an impenetrable spherical net of blades that enveloped all the countless fine needles.

The blue light split instantly, and the blade and the blue light rubbed together violently, scattering a series of tiny sparks.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, the two collided with a deafening roar.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Like needles clashing against wheat awns, like the tip of a knife colliding with a fine needle.

Each collision produced a small burst of blue light, like fireworks, before both bursts vanished and disappeared.

The strong wind howled like a giant beast, making the robes of the people on the city wall flutter and causing them to lose their footing. Even the banners were torn and snapped loudly.

Finally, the green needles completely disappeared, leaving only a few blade shadows slowly rotating around Luo Ziyuan.

"No—impossible! How could someone like you, who hasn't even forged a treasure raft, possibly defeat me?"

Luo Ziyuan's eyes widened in horror, then he suddenly looked up and exclaimed, "No—it's a mid-grade Earth-rank martial skill!"

He suddenly realized what was happening, and a look of greed immediately appeared in his eyes.

The difference between low-grade and mid-grade martial arts in the Earth Rank is immeasurable.

Just as a low-grade earth book can only forge a precious body, while a medium-grade earth book can forge a Dharma body.

A mid-grade Earth-rank martial skill is a unique skill recorded only in mid-grade Earth-rank books, and even their Thousand Machines Sect does not possess it.

If he gets it, his strength will definitely reach a new level.

Suddenly, all the setbacks seemed less important.

He stared intently at Lu Ming, his greed undisguised.

As the son of the Yinshan Prefecture Lord, what does it matter if he fails once?

He refused to believe that this lowly commoner would dare to kill him.

As long as he lives, he will have countless opportunities to devise and rob.

Upon hearing this, Xie Muyan and the others quickly guessed his thoughts.

Everyone's faces flushed red, their fists clenched, feeling incredibly aggrieved.

Yes, so what if these people from prestigious families fail?

They can fail and try again and again, but for us, a single failure will mean utter ruin.

If others steal for a thousand days, and we try to guard against thieves for a thousand days, how can we possibly defend ourselves?

At that moment, their backs slumped again involuntarily, and they leaned helplessly against the city wall.

At this moment, Lu Ming stood with his hands behind his back and chuckled, "Congratulations—you guessed right."

In his eyes, the handwriting on the Heavenly Heart Scroll had already changed:

[Martial Skill: Blade in the Wind (High-grade Spirit Rank; Perfect 4000/4000)] →

[Martial Skill: Shadowless Blade (Mid-grade Earth Rank; Minor Completion 6000/20000)]

[Celestial Point: 899]

This is the latest result after he used the Heavenly Heart Point to help fellow Daoists in all realms to comprehend the Dao yesterday.

Compared to the high-grade Spirit Rank Wind Blade, the mid-grade Earth Rank Shadowless Blade is incomparable in terms of speed and power.

Seeing Lu Ming's reaction, Luo Ziyuan narrowed his eyes, and a plan immediately formed in his mind: "Very well, if you offer up this martial art, I will voluntarily resign from my position as the registrar. From now on, we'll keep to ourselves, how about it?"

Although he forced a smile on his face, he was secretly determined to succeed.

Once I've tricked you into revealing your martial arts skills, none of you will escape.

I will not vent my hatred until I have reduced you to ashes and destroyed your families!

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming chuckled and said, "Very well, it's rare that Young Master Luo would value such a trivial skill and be willing to spare our lives. I will then present this Shadowless Blade to you."

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