The Corpse Driver of Western Hunan: My profession panel has no upper limit.

【Power: 53.7→60.3】

Agility: 50.2 → 56.7

[Spirit: 48.3→54.2]

[Willpower: 49.6 → 55.1]

"My speed is unparalleled in the world."

Lu Jin looked at his transformed attributes, his eyes gleaming. Within two months, he had stepped into the realm of perfect harmony of mind and spirit. If it weren't for the restriction of the Heavenly Grade Medicine, he would have already achieved harmony of mind and spirit. This cultivation speed can be described as unprecedented and unparalleled.

After breaking through to the state of perfect harmony of mind and intention, Lu Jin felt as if his entire being had been elevated. His spirit and energy were instantly replenished by more than half, making his punches more powerful. The fist intent he had never experienced before, which he had visualized as moving mountains and suppressing seas, was also becoming more and more surging.

With a casual throw of his fist, the explosive sound of the air resounded loudly, stimulating Lu Jin's auditory nerves. This pleased Lu Jin greatly, as he estimated that his strength was invincible at the Mind-Intent Unity stage, and he could even fight for a while at the Spirit-Qi Unity stage.

But that's not enough!

The thought of the murderous intent that Ren Zhenxing and his master Li Tianlei had shown him made Lu Jin increasingly agitated. If he hadn't sensed the murderous intent, how would he have known that the two men, behind their fake smiles, actually wanted to kill him?

"In chaotic times, one has no control over one's own destiny. Just by touching Master Ren's corpse, Ren Zhenxing suspected that my master and I had discovered the mystery of Master Ren's death and wanted to kill us to silence us."

"If it weren't for the fact that my master and I possessed some skill, the day we completed the corpse-transportation might have been the anniversary of our deaths!"

Lu Jin's eyes turned cold. No matter what schemes or tricks the other party might have, he, Lu Jin, would shatter them with a single punch.

Before the official departure for the corpse-transportation mission, Ren Zhenxing and Li Tianlei must die to prevent future troubles!

Lu Jin would never allow himself to be put in a dangerous situation. If he discovered a threat and had the strength and opportunity to do so, he would resolutely and decisively nip it in the bud!

"I will never allow myself to die a second time, whether it's Ren Zhenxing or any of these warlords, monsters, or demons in this chaotic world!"

"In tomorrow's duel, we must crush all our opponents in one fell swoop, ensuring no one can steal my top-grade medicinal herb!"

He must win first place in the martial arts competition to obtain the century-old Changbai ginseng and break through the barrier of "harmony of will and spirit" in one fell swoop. Anyone who blocks him will be killed by Lu Jin!

"call!"

Lu Jin took a deep breath, just as he was about to practice a little longer, when Lin Tian pushed open the door and entered, holding a rather impressive-looking spear in his hand. "Ah Lu, Master is ready. He specially bought a nice spear. If those two dare to lay a hand on you, I will kill them both."

When he said this, Lin Tianzheng's tone was filled with murderous intent.

If anyone were to actually harm Lu Jin, he would kill them without hesitation.

"Why wait until they make the first move? These two must die between tomorrow night and the early hours of the day after tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tianzheng was somewhat stunned. "Ah Lu, what if we kill the wrong person?"

"If I kill the wrong person, I kill the wrong person. If you can't get over this, Master, you can cripple Li Tianlei and I'll send him on his way. I'd rather kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free."

"This is my martial art!"

Lin Tianzheng clicked his tongue in surprise, but finally nodded in agreement.

He still chose to believe Lu Jin's judgment, but he didn't actively seek it out. Ultimately, he and Lu Jin were different in their natures, and he couldn't talk about martial ethics without evidence.

"Ah Lu is really bloodthirsty. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but he's the kind of person who won't suffer losses."

...

The next day at dawn, the entire Anyang County was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums. The martial arts arena was set up in a vast open space within the city, specially commissioned by the warlord Hu Qiang.

Early in the morning, countless people poured into this area. Many soldiers in uniform, carrying long guns, stood guard to maintain order. Hu Qiang could even be seen arranging for his men to act as dealers.

Lu Jin recognized the person in charge of placing bets and collecting money as Zhu Yu, who was in charge of registering for the martial arts competition.

Seeing this, Lu Jin smiled thoughtfully, "Master, how many silver dollars do you have left?"

"A little over 300. After things are settled in Anyang, I'll go to Xiangdu to buy you some top-grade medicine." Lin Tianzheng raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. "A-Lu, you want to bet on yourself? But your odds probably won't be high. You're currently a favorite to win the martial arts competition."

After news spread that Lu Jin had defeated Sun Guoli in one move and was going to participate in the martial arts competition, many betting shops had already placed bets on Lu Jin, but they were betting on Lu Jin to lose.

This competition is short, lasting only one day, so it is a ring battle.

The rule is that anyone can challenge the opponent, and the winner will defend the title until 5 p.m. If no one dares to challenge the opponent, the defender will be the champion of the day!

Lu Jin's odds of losing are 1 to 10, and his name is known to everyone in Anyang County. However, there are also people who bet on him, thinking that if Lu Jin really loses, they will make a fortune.

"It's okay, winning a little is fine too."

When Lu Jin appeared, countless eyes were drawn to him. Even the usually crowded betting area made way for him. Zhu Yu stood up and greeted him with a smile, "Oh, Mr. Lu! You've arrived. Our commander specially saved a seat for you."

"Want to bet on yourself to win? But the odds are very low. If you bet 300 silver dollars here, you'll only win less than 100 silver dollars."

Lu Jin twitched his lips. He should have known that he would have barely won against Sun Guoli, and now he could make a big profit.

Seeing that Lu Jin was determined, Zhu Yu quickly handed him a betting slip. Then, led by his men, Lu Jin arrived at the spot that the warlord had specially prepared for him.

Directly below the arena, Lu Jin could clearly see every move taking place on the stage. Above and around the arena, Lu Jin noticed that Hu Qiang, with his arms around both of them, was sitting on the second floor of the pavilion, surrounded by many powerful and influential people.

Lu Jin saw Ren Yang and the others. Ren Yang even waved to him and shouted loudly for him!

"Commander, that's Lu Jin."

Hu Qiang looked down at Lu Jin for a few moments, then grinned smugly, "He's quite a handsome man. I heard he bet on himself to win?"

"Yes, Commander, not just him, many people think highly of him."

"Let our people defeat him, the house wins all!"

"Commander, is this necessary?" Hu Qiang's adjutant suddenly asked. "Since the commander wants to make money, I'll send someone to inform Lu Jin and have him pretend to be outmatched."

"You've been talking a lot lately."

Seeing Hu Qiang staring at him, the adjutant immediately realized he had spoken out of turn and quickly slapped himself a few times. Meanwhile, Hu Qiang was eating grapes handed to him by the woman in the cheongsam next to him, looking quite content.

If Lu Jin loses, he'll make a fortune; if he wins... well, he won't lose either way.

A moment later, the crowd around them grew larger and larger, forming a sea of ​​people. As far as the eye could see, there were countless heads, some of whom had even brought their own chairs so they could stand higher and see further.

Many martial arts masters participated, and even with Lu Jin's influence, there were still several hundred people.

"Bang!"

The gong resounded loudly!

On the stage, a middle-aged man quietly stepped onto the platform. He looked like a martial arts expert, with strong blood and energy, and his voice was powerful and clear, immediately reaching the ears of everyone present.

"The time has come! Today, our Commander Hu has invited the young and promising heroes of Anyang to gather here for a martial arts contest. The fate of the contest will be left to destiny. Now, martial arts masters, step onto the stage!!"

As he finished speaking, the gong rang out again, and deafening roars echoed from the scene. Anyang County hadn't been this lively in a long time. Some people who couldn't afford tickets even tried to climb up trees or rooftops to watch the competition from a distance.

Thousands of mouths cheered in unison, the violent sound waves tearing through the sky and booming loudly!

However, a large number of soldiers and thugs were searching the city of Anyang with guns. At present, a large number of people were attracted to the martial arts competition. Hu Qiang had not forgotten Zhang San, who stole his treasury.

After stealing from his own vault, he dared not leave and even killed his own men.

This is practically rubbing his face in the ground.

Hu Qiang didn't care whether Zhang San killed Xu Weiguo or not. What mattered was that Zhang San had to be caught today. Whether it was really Zhang San or not was unimportant. Otherwise, where would he put his face? He also had to give an explanation to Xu Weiguo's family and let his other subordinates see that he, Hu Qiang, would really stand up for his men.

At the same time, it serves as a deterrent to the troublemakers near Anyang County.

"Which martial artist will be the first to step onto the stage and defend their title?!"

In an instant, every martial artist in the crowd looked at each other in bewilderment. After all, the first to defend the arena was at a disadvantage. There were hundreds of people present, and no matter how strong you were, they would wear you down in a war of attrition.

Seeing that no one went up on stage first, the middle-aged man looked at Hu Qiang with some helplessness. Hu Qiang frowned and just gave a wink to his subordinate dressed as a martial arts master in the crowd, but Lu Jin's indifferent voice quietly echoed throughout the scene.

"I'll do it."

Lu Jin stepped onto the ground with one foot, leaped and stood firmly on the arena. He then looked around at everyone present, looking down at the crowd with a calm and composed tone.

"Please welcome the first person to leave the stage."

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