High Martial Arts: A Cataclysmic Beast? I am the only Beast Tamer!

Jiang Province, Nanjing City.

The former city of Jinling.

In the fifty years following the fall of the abyss, it gradually expanded and grew into a colossal city with a population of tens of millions, bustling with activity.

especially--

Thanks to the three major families' years of "standing by and watching the fire from the sidelines, refusing to help," the number and skill level of martial arts experts in Jinling City have far surpassed those of other cities in Jiang Province.

And all this.

Three years ago, a dramatic change took place.

The once-prosperous martial arts community that Jinling City was proud of.

After the three major families defected and surrendered to Dark Star, countless martial arts practitioners became stepping stones and vessels for the returning beings of Dark Star.

Today it is today.

The vast city of Jinling.

The vast majority of the Blue Star humans walking on the city streets were the elderly, children, the sick, the disabled, women, and children.

As for young adults?

Almost nine out of ten became Dark Star warriors.

The remaining one.

They only escaped death because of physical defects or because they did not meet the standards for serving as a vessel for descent.

Three years ago, Lu Yu visited the bustling and vibrant city of Jinling.

now.

The streets, big and small, were deserted and desolate.

The few scattered figures all had their heads down and were walking hurriedly.

It's like...

Rats hiding in the sewers venture out onto the street, fearing being discovered.

The Jinling Avenue, which runs through the city, was covered with a red carpet three years ago to welcome Lu Yu.

Now it is a desolate and barren place.

The stone statues on both sides of the avenue have long been destroyed and broken into pieces, and not even a trace of their original shape can be seen.

To the northwest of this main road, there is an auxiliary road called "Chenghua Avenue".

A man dressed in hemp clothing, with unkempt hair like weeds, was limping as he surveyed the area.

Yes, inspection.

His gaze swept over the houses with their doors tightly shut on both sides of the avenue.

His face, so thin it was almost unrecognizable, was filled with gloom.

"Chenghua Avenue, Chenghua Avenue!"

The man was babbling incoherently, as if he were a madman.

"Security officer!"

"I'm a security officer, you all have to listen to me, you all have to listen to me!"

The man, dragging one leg along the road, suddenly raised his head and shouted hysterically at his surroundings.

This sudden shout.

As a result, a few of the houses on both sides of the avenue, which were originally all tightly closed, opened a crack.

A gloomy, hopeless gaze peers through that narrow crack.

"It's that madman again."

The surviving people muttered something, shook their heads, and slammed the doors and windows shut again.

These words were spoken in a very low voice.

But the limping man on the main road heard it clearly.

"Hehehehe—"

"You're speaking so softly, do you think I can't hear you?"

"I am a King-level expert, a peak King-level powerhouse!"

"I can hear everything you say, nothing can hide from me. I am a King-level expert!"

The man shouted, his gaunt, skeletal face contorting with an increasingly ferocious expression.

That's right.

This madman was none other than Lin Qicheng, the former lord of Luocheng.

three years ago.

Lu Yu also "snatched" Caesar from him and formed a contract with his first giant beast pet.

Besides.

The trigger for the Battle of Los Angeles three years ago, Xiao Meng's exposure and contract, was also orchestrated by Lord Lin.

only--

He never expected this, no matter how much he planned.

Three years ago, in the Battle of Luo City where even the Holy Beast personally descended, Lu Yu not only survived but won, and even gained the opportunity to participate in the Battle of the Abyss because of this battle.

This led to a series of subsequent developments, including the Abyss of the Dead, the Purple Star Abyss, and the Dimensional Void...

"Lu Yu, Lu Yu..."

Lin Qicheng went crazy for a while, then suddenly calmed down, only muttering the name over and over again.

"Damn it, you deserve to die!"

He was like a capricious freak; he would be quiet for a moment, then suddenly start cursing and swearing loudly again.

As he continued cursing, he suddenly laughed, a wild laugh that made him almost unable to stand.

"Dead, dead!"

"He died three years ago. What a pity, such a tragedy!"

"Otherwise, you would still be witnessing the massacre of Los Angeles by millions of Dark Star soldiers today!"

"What a pity, what a pity..."

Lin Qicheng shook his head, sighing repeatedly.

It seemed to be a genuine feeling of regret that Lu Yu couldn't see that scene.

The fact that Dark Star's massive army of millions besieged Luo City was common knowledge in Jinling City.

If nothing unexpected happens.

There's no need to wait until sunset today for that war, or rather, that one-sided massacre, to come to an end.

Whether it's Los Angeles or Feather City.

Like many other cities in this cataclysmic disaster, it will eventually become a desolate wasteland, a living hell, buried in the dust of history, never to be remembered or mentioned again.

As for Lu Yu?

Aside from Lin Qicheng, who hated him to the core.

In this vast city of Nanjing, there probably aren't many people who remember that boy anymore.

Lin Qicheng thought to himself.

The initial rage and hatred seemed to have finally subsided.

He walked with an uneven gait, like a rooster with only one leg, limping and inspecting the road ahead.

I don't know how much time has passed.

He walked to the end of Chenghua Avenue, in front of a low, damp shanty.

Home, this is his home.

For the past three years.

He, a powerful king-level expert, lived in this place that resembled a slum.

Pooh--!

As usual.

Lin Qicheng spat into the stinking ditch in front of the shantytown before bending down and crawling inside.

house.

Crowded, dark, simple, and oppressive.

What you see.

Apart from two straw mats, there wasn't even a decent wooden bed.

Logically speaking...

He was a King-level expert; no matter what, he shouldn't have ended up like this, not even as good as those homeless people who failed to awaken their martial arts and had no cultivation level at all.

The reason we've fallen to this state...

"Lu Yu, it's all because of Lu Yu!"

Lin Qicheng plopped down on the straw mat and started cursing again.

Three years ago, I watched as Lu Yu shone brightly in the college entrance examination in the abyss, and even performed a "god-killing" feat in front of billions of people in China.

The three major families were terrified!

On one hand, they cried and begged for the protection of the Dark Court demigod.

On the other hand, they also found scapegoats to take the blame in order to alleviate and quell Lu Yu's hatred and anger.

Lin Qicheng became the biggest and fattest sheep in the flock.

The three major families severed ties with him overnight.

They even used various means to suppress this former lord of Los Angeles.

including but not limited to--

They restricted him from leaving the city, but at the same time prevented any other family in Jinling City from accepting this King-level expert. Of course, at that time, no family dared to take in this jinx.

And then—

Humiliation, humiliation of one's personality and dignity.

The three major families practically forced Lin Qicheng step by step to fall to where he is today.

A powerful king-level expert, who would be the lord of a small city if he went out, is now only able to be a lowly "security guard".

even.

Being a security guard is bad enough, but they don't even get paid!

Lin Qicheng served as a security guard on Chenghua Avenue for two whole years.

However, the wages were also delayed for 24 months.

In plain terms—

From the first day he became a security guard until now, he hasn't even seen a single penny.

"How hateful, how hateful!"

"Damn those three families!"

"If only I could be chosen by the Dark Star Clan to descend upon this place..."

In a dark shantyhouse room.

Lin Qicheng sat on a tattered straw mat, muttering to himself.

Despite being at the King level, he didn't even notice that the plastic sheet covering the doorway was pulled back, and another figure slipped in.

Perhaps he noticed, but he didn't care at all.

"Father."

The figure lowered his body, looked at Lin Qicheng, and greeted him.

"Oh--"

"waste."

"How dare you call me that?"

Lin Qicheng, sitting on the straw mat, didn't even raise his head before cursing.

Then he reached out and snatched the bottles of cheap liquor from the figure's hand.

Gollum—

Gollum-

Lin Qicheng tilted his head back and took one big bite after another.

The bright yellow wine stains ran down his neck, but he didn't care at all, just kept pouring it down his throat.

In a cramped room.

Across from Lin Qicheng, who was tilting his head back and chugging wine.

Lin Changyuan's face was extremely gloomy and difficult to look at.

But he kept his head down the whole time, burying his face deep in the darkness so that Lin Qicheng could not see him.

once.

This is his father, the city lord.

This has always been his source of confidence and the background for his arrogant and domineering behavior.

now.

This madman is still at the King level.

In his eyes, it was no better than a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

"Besides cursing and hitting me, what other skills do you have?"

"You're really something, why don't you vent your anger on the three major families, or on Lu Yu!"

Lin Changyuan gritted his teeth, cursing inwardly over and over again.

His fist, which was tucked behind his back, had become clenched so tightly that the veins and knuckles were clearly visible.

He had no choice but to endure.

For the past three years.

Without the cultivation resources he once had, and with Lin Qicheng providing him with food and clothing, and even forcing him to sleep in this dilapidated place like a homeless person, his cultivation level has not only failed to improve much, but has even shown signs of decline due to insufficient qi and blood!

"Lu Yu can even kill gods!"

"And you?"

"A piece of trash, either fourth or fifth tier!"

It only took a short while.

Lin Qicheng had already downed those few bottles of cheap liquor.

bang——

Snapped--!

He threw the bottle forcefully to the ground, and the glass shattered into pieces.

"you--"

"Didn't I tell you last time that these bottles can be exchanged for money to buy more alcohol? I told you not to smash them!"

Seeing this, Lin Changyuan became anxious.

God knows how much effort he puts in every day to get alcohol for this crazy old man!

"Um?!"

"You dare to talk back to me?"

"Who gave you the audacity to talk to me like that!"

Lin Qicheng completely ignored the former's words.

He suddenly felt a jolt of energy as he sat on the straw mat.

Then, he extended his hand.

Snapped--!

A slap from afar.

A martial arts expert at the peak of the King level!

This slap.

It sent Lin Changyuan flying backwards like a cannonball!

It flew straight out of the shantytown, ripped through the plastic floral fabric that served as a door curtain, and crashed heavily into the stinking ditch at the entrance.

"cough--"

"Cough cough—"

Lin Changyuan's face was ashen, as he struggled to his feet.

He covered his completely swollen right cheek, his chest heaving, and he kept spitting out dark red blood.

That seemingly insignificant slap just now.

But it almost shattered his bones.

Pain, a tearing pain, came from all parts of my body.

But...

From the dark and damp shanty, a cursing voice could be heard.

"Stop pretending!"

"That slap won't kill you!"

"Get the hell in here!"

……

……

Lin Changyuan didn't know either.

He endured immense pain to finally crawl, bit by bit, back into the shantytown from that stinking ditch.

All he knew was—

This scene has happened many, many times over the past three years.

There were so many that he couldn't even remember them all, so many that he was becoming completely numb.

Lin Qicheng, sitting on the straw mat, didn't even glance at Lin Changyuan's miserable appearance.

He just kept smacking his lips, still somewhat unsatisfied with the drink he had just had.

next moment.

He glanced at Lin Changyuan on the ground and suddenly spoke.

"Did you find out what I asked you to inquire about today?"

This statement came out.

Lin Changyuan instinctively opened his mouth to respond.

after all.

Based on my experience over the past three years.

If he were even a fraction slower to respond at this point, he would be beaten again.

But alas!

This time.

When Lin Changyuan opened his mouth, the words he was about to utter got stuck in his throat, turning into muffled sobs.

"waste!"

"Can't you even speak clearly?"

Lin Qicheng frowned and gave Lin Changyuan a cold look, as if he were looking at trash.

Lin Changyuan.

At this moment, his face, which was bowed low, was flashing with an almost hysterical madness.

Lin Qicheng asked him to inquire about the Dark Star Clan's choice of a physical vessel upon their arrival.

For the past three years.

Lin Qicheng constantly thought about being able to serve as a vessel for the Dark Star Clan to descend upon.

Because that's the only way.

Only then can he become strong again, and only then can he stop living in front of a stinking ditch and being a security guard without any dignity.

But rather.

Because of his physical disability, because he was missing a leg, and because he was a thorn in the side of the three major families, even though Lu Yu was dead, the three families still harbored resentment towards him and continued to target him in various ways.

Therefore, to this day, Lin Qicheng has still not become a 'container'.

"Reporting to Father, I have inquired about it."

Struggling to his feet, Lin Changyuan, kneeling on the ground, lowered his head and spoke weakly in a low voice.

"Then what!"

"Finish what you have to say!"

Seeing this, Lin Qicheng was furious again and raised his hand to slap him again.

And this time...

Lin Changyuan's voice rang out almost hastily, and his speech was extremely fast:

"I've inquired about it!"

"Many more beings from the Dark Star Clan are yet to return, but—"

"In the short term, Jinling City will no longer need any more bodies, because the previous army of tens of millions has almost exhausted the human population of Jinling City!"

"They will then need to recruit more humans from other cities in Jiang Province to serve as physical vessels!"

"..."

Lin Changyuan spoke at length.

The more Lin Qicheng listened, the more gloomy his face became.

to the end.

"That's enough!"

He cursed angrily, raised his hand and slapped Lin Changyuan away again.

Bang-!

Lin Changyuan flew even further this time.

He crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood continuously.

But strangely—

A mysterious smile appeared on his face.

Despite the obvious pain, that smile was terrifyingly sinister.

then.

He struggled to turn around and crawled, inch by inch, towards the center of Jinling City, covered in blood and grime.

I was just facing Lin Qicheng.

He lied.

This is the first lie I've told in three years, and it might be the last...