High-level female soldiers: My female soldiers are all SSS-rank!

Thanks to the first level of the "Bone Tempering and Body Refining Technique", Ye Chu's arm strength has increased tenfold!

With the slightest effort, Wang Long felt as if he could barely breathe, unable to utter a single sound from his throat.

"Federal law stipulates that anyone who dares to assassinate a federally certified martial artist shall die!"

Ye Chu's voice was deep and cold, like a winter wind, devoid of any emotion.

After saying that, he loosened his grip slightly, and the invisible pressure suddenly disappeared. Wang Long felt his legs go weak and he involuntarily knelt down on the ground, looking disheveled amidst the flying dust.

"I was coerced, it wasn't my own will! You can't just kill me like this!"

Wang Long's voice was filled with desperate sobs as he repeatedly begged for mercy, trying to grasp at that sliver of hope.

"Coercion?"

Ye Chu's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes remaining completely unmoved.

He slowly raised the white dragon spear in his hand, its tip gleaming coldly.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, the White Dragon Spear sliced ​​through the air with an irresistible force, piercing Wang Long's throat with unerring accuracy.

The movements were so fluid and the force so precise, as if they had been practiced a thousand times, without the slightest hesitation.

Blood gushed out, staining the surrounding land red.

In fact, Ye Chu could have easily severed Wang Long's trachea with one hand, but he still chose to let Mu Tongyan experience the feeling of killing someone.

After all, there is a fundamental difference between slaying monsters and killing people.

Since we've embarked on this path, murder is inevitable.

Ye Chu has lived two lives and has never been a saint.

Subsequently, Mu Tongyan also transformed into human form.

Wang Long's blood stained the white socks on her slender legs, so she had no choice but to take them off and throw them aside.

Ye Chu checked Wang Long's belongings.

They found nothing of value.

As for the female soldier, she looked at Ye Chu with fear in her eyes, squatting beside Wang Long's corpse and trembling.

Then, Ye Chu slowly dialed the number.

Assassinating a federally certified martial artist within the city is a very serious matter.

Not to mention, Ye Chu is currently a participant in the martial arts competition.

Once the news gets out, it will cause quite a stir.

Ye Chu didn't want to escalate the situation and cause any unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, we intend to downplay this matter.

Soon, someone rushed over.

The person leading the group had long legs, and Ye Chu recognized him.

It was the clouds.

What Ye Chu can confirm at present is that Yun Ceng is a martial artist under Zhe Ping's command.

Zheping, on the other hand, was completely under the command of Wu Hongdao.

He was Wu Hongdao's confidant.

It is almost equivalent to a private bodyguard.

This matter would probably be much easier to handle if Principal Wu had helped.

At this moment, Yunceng, dressed in a tight-fitting suit that accentuated her incredibly slender waist, first tested Wang Long's aura with her hand.

He carefully examined his face, then waved to him.

The men behind him quickly collected Wang Long's body, and handcuffed the female soldier behind her back.

Yun Ceng walked up to Ye Chu, her eyes looking somewhat strange, and then spoke softly.

"We meet again. You've got a lot going on, haven't you?"

Ye Chu spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"What can I do? According to federal law, I should have the right to self-defense."

Yun Ceng frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Am I asking you if it was self-defense?"

"This guy was a fugitive to begin with. I want to tell you, just live a normal life."

"Stop causing any more trouble, understand?"

"Ensuring this martial arts tournament concludes smoothly and successfully is more important than anything else!"

Ye Chu nodded, then shrugged and said, "Can I leave now?"

"Get out, get out, get out."

The clouds seemed to wave their hands impatiently.

……

The moonlight was like a ribbon, the stars were sparse, and the night seemed to be deepened by ink, enveloping Zhenhai City and adding a touch of mystery and profundity.

Liu Chenghua, the director of the Zhenhai City Security Bureau, was panting heavily as he walked down the corridor toward the president's office of Zhenhai Martial Arts University.

His breathing was slightly rapid, as if even the air itself carried a message of urgency.

Just as the tranquility was gently enveloped by the night, an urgent phone call from the president's office of Zhenhai Martial Arts University ripped through the sky like a thunderclap, ordering him to go immediately.

Wu Hongdao, a figure renowned in both the martial arts and political circles of the Dragon Kingdom, wields far-reaching influence, and his every word and action can shake the world.

In this era where martial arts are revered, martial arts universities are not only cradles for cultivating the strong, but also the sole power center in local governance.

Principal Wu Hongdao, with his extraordinary martial arts skills and outstanding leadership, almost single-handedly guided the development of Zhenhai City, demonstrating the immense power he wielded.

Therefore, even Liu Chenghua, the high-ranking director of the security bureau, felt a sense of awe when he received this late-night summons and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Although the night was as dark as ink, deep and lonely, it could not dispel the unfinished thoughts in Wu Hongdao's heart.

He sat alone in a large office chair, his shadow elongated by the dim light, his face obscured by the interplay of light and shadow, as if he were deep in thought under the boundless night sky.

"The world is unpredictable. It's not just my Zhenhai that's experiencing this. Throughout the thirty-six cities of the Dragon Kingdom, there are turbulent times and a constant stream of talented individuals."

He sighed softly, his tone a mixture of emotion and unspoken worry.

"A time of great strife..."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, his fingertips lightly touching the photos on the table.

My gaze finally settled on that shocking image—Wang Long.

This person has committed numerous evils, yet he has remained hidden in the shadows, making him a troublesome figure.

He lay there quietly, a horrifying sword wound on his throat, announcing his demise.

A complex emotion flashed in Wu Hongdao's eyes, a mixture of satisfaction at Wang Long's death and a silent admiration for the decisive and ruthless person who had made the move.

"This kid is decisive and ruthless; he's quite a rare character."

Wu Hongdao murmured softly, his words revealing a complex mix of admiration and concern that was hard to conceal.

"The path of martial arts is a journey paved with blood and sweat, and the aura of killing is ever-present."

"However, if one becomes overly immersed in the endless killing, one will likely find it difficult to reach the supreme peak of martial arts, and the path to the Great Dao may be obscured as a result."

However, this worry was mixed with a hint of confusion.

Wang Long, a powerful figure who has already stepped into the second level of Martial Master, has more than two thousand beads of qi and blood contained within his body.

Such strength would place one among the best, even among martial artists.

Moreover, he was a rat in the gutter, living on the edge of a knife, and was not lacking in all sorts of despicable means.

Therefore, even cultivators at the same martial arts master level couldn't help but feel apprehensive when facing Wang Long, knowing how troublesome and cunning this opponent was.

The slightest carelessness could lead to falling into his carefully laid trap, from which there is no escape.

So, how did Ye Chu kill him?

"Could it be that the pills he received during the martial arts preliminaries allowed him to advance to the Martial Master realm?"

Just as Wu Hongdao was pondering, there was a knock on the door.

Pushing open the door, one was greeted by Liu Chenghua, the director of the Security Bureau.

"Principal Wu, you wanted to see me?"

Liu Chenghua spoke with a beaming smile, his attitude almost fawning.

Wu Hongdao nodded slightly, gesturing with his eyes to the chair beside him.

"Please sit down."