The Martial Saint, starting with daily intelligence.

A few quarters of an hour later.

Zhong Ming took out a dry towel from the system space and wiped his hands.

As for Yang Shoudao and the other two, they were just three lumps on the ground, completely unrecognizable as human beings.

Their bones and meridians were twisted together like a rope by the sound of bells.

In the end, the three even begged Zhong Ming to kill them.

After obtaining the information he wanted, Zhong Ming slapped each of them on the top of their heads, and the three of them were completely lifeless.

"Now I know why you shouldn't mess with 'masters of grappling'!"

"It is indeed too cruel and goes against humanity."

Zhong Ming shook his head.

Yang's Martial Arts School was just a small martial arts school, and there was no Refinement Spirit Realm expert in charge.

Even the martial arts school master was only at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. If it weren't for a mid-level Yellow-rank Xuan weapon passed down from his ancestors, he wouldn't be able to fight against a peak Qi Refining expert.

Otherwise, the Yang Family Martial Arts School would have been removed from the list long ago.

In fact, every martial arts school in Tianjin has some kind of history. They are either powerful figures from outside the city, local strongmen, or their ancestors were once wealthy but have now declined.

The Yang Family Martial Arts School is a case in point. Over a hundred years ago, their ancestor was a master of spiritual cultivation who was accepted by local forces, which allowed him to open a school and accept disciples in Tianjin.

To open a martial arts school in Tianjin, three conditions must be met. First, you must own a property in the inner city, which is a large enough property to meet the requirements for opening a martial arts school.

The second requirement is having the strength of a Spirit Refining cultivator or higher!

Third, and most importantly, is obtaining the permission of local powers, that is, the friendship and recognition of local powerful families.

The first two conditions are not difficult; the real challenge is the third, which is the recognition from local powerful families. Only if they are willing to accept you can you survive in Tianjin.

Otherwise, even top-tier forces at the state level would not be able to establish a presence in Tianjin.

Of the six major martial arts schools in the Great Chu, only three were allowed to establish branches here, which shows how difficult it was!

As for the young master Yang Shoudao, under Zhong Ming's bone-breaking technique, he blurted out everything he should and shouldn't have said, like spilling beans.

  

He confessed to all the bad things he had done, including how he had bullied men and women, and how his martial arts school had covered for him.

Zhong Ming granted their final wish, giving them a swift and painless death.

Whether it's dislocating tendons and bones or breaking bones and tendons, the pain is unbearable for ordinary people.

To put it bluntly, anyone who can withstand torture and forced confessions is a true man among men, a ruthless man among ruthless men.

Zhong Ming asked himself honestly, if he were subjected to such torture, could he withstand it?

I've been flirting with him for a while now.

Because this is simply beyond what humans can withstand!

"The threat is not great. There is only one Qi Refining Peak cultivator and an old man who is almost a hundred years old and half of his body is buried in the ground. It is questionable whether the Qi Refining Peak cultivator can defeat the Qi Refining Late stage cultivator."

"Next is the curator, Yang Shoudao's second uncle, Yang Yezhong, who is at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. In addition, there are six other Qi Refining experts with the surname Yang."

"These are all the top fighters from the Yang Family Martial Arts School!"

The Yang Family Martial Arts School is a family-run business, and the people in charge of the school and those with real power are all surnamed Yang, so they cannot offer more favorable conditions to attract other Qi Refining martial artists.

The Yang Family Martial Arts School only selects geniuses from its own Yang family when choosing talent; no matter how good other people's aptitude is, they are not within their consideration.

This also seems to be the reason why many powerful families quickly decline: internal corruption and extreme xenophobia.

How can the talent of one family compare to the talent of a hundred?

"These three people have tortured themselves to this extent, and they were interrogated separately and in turn, so the probability of them lying is extremely low."

"In other words, the possibility of being exposed is extremely low!"

Whether out of arrogance or because he also felt that such a thing was dishonorable, only the three people in front of him were involved in this matter, and the others had no idea what Yang Shoudao had done.

In other words, once they are dead, no one can trace it back to Zhong Ming!

A hint of excitement flashed in Zhong Ming's eyes.

Although Mundo claimed to be invincible below the level of Spirit Refinement, he had never personally experienced it, and the concepts he received daily were about how powerful Qi Refinement experts were.

Therefore, Zhong Ming still harbored some reservations about the Qi Refining Technique.

Avoid taking action if possible; always prioritize your own safety.

"Tch, I didn't expect this beast to be a genius."

Zhong Ming glanced at Yang Shoudao, the young master of the martial arts school, who looked like a lump of mud.

This guy wasn't the late-stage Marrow Cleansing Realm Zhong Ming had guessed; he was only at the early stage, yet he possessed a strength of nearly three thousand jin.

Zhong Ming's misjudgment might also be due to the fact that he had just been injected with extraordinary power, which made his body much stronger, so he didn't accurately calculate the opponent's strength.

After all, whether it's two thousand catties or three thousand catties, it makes no difference to Zhong Ming.

"No wonder this beast broke through his defenses."

Zhong Ming smiled.

Yang Shoudao actually broke through to the Great Perfection of his stance training, and condensed 72 drops of essence blood in the Blood Refining Realm. His subsequent increase in strength and defense was definitely double that of other practitioners of the same level.

His strength, speed, and defense are all twice that of an ordinary martial artist.

In other words, Yang Shoudao is not at a disadvantage compared to superhumans in terms of basic stats; on the contrary, he has an advantage.

After all, superhumans are far inferior to martial artists in terms of physical strength and sustained combat ability.

Even if he is a third-tier transcendent being, if he chooses strength as his third inscription, Yang Shoudao can be on par with his opponent in terms of physical strength.

However, its speed and defense are definitely superior.

It is well known that martial artists generally have an overwhelming advantage over Western superhumans in terms of combat skills.

As a result, this guy couldn't even beat a transcendent being of the same level. No wonder his defenses were breached!

It's laughable that a martial artist couldn't defeat a transcendent being of the same level when they had no disadvantage in basic stats.

It's like a short, fat guy weighing 200 pounds defeating Mike Tyson, who weighs 200 pounds, in a boxing ring.

It's such a disjointed view!

···

The next day, the bodies of the three were discovered by a passing beggar, who then reported it to the authorities.

"Master Yang Yezhong, come and see if any of these three are your nephews?"

Seeing Yang Shoudao's deathly pale skin and terrified expression, Yang Yezhong felt a pang of pain in his heart!

"Who? Who killed my nephew, Shoudao!"

Yang Yezhong growled, venting his dissatisfaction.

Zhang said calmly, "Master Yang, please accept my condolences. I understand your feelings, but this is our government morgue. Please restrain yourself!"

"It would be bad if true energy hurt people. Even if it doesn't hurt people, it's not good if it hurts flowers and plants."

Yang Yezhong took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Please forgive me, Mr. Zhang. I was deeply grieved by the murder of my nephew, and that's why I lost my composure."

"Does the authorities have any leads on who harmed my son?"

Yang Yezhong clasped his hands in greeting and inquired.

Zhang Putou didn't say anything, but simply lifted the white cloths off the two corpses next to him.

"Does Master Yang recognize these two deceased individuals?"

Yang Hong and Wang Qing maintained expressions of fear until their deaths, which looked quite terrifying.

Yang Yezhong nodded.

"I recognize them. They're also students at my martial arts school, always following my nephew around..."