Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

He was Lin Jing, the young master of the Lin State Duke's Mansion.

After this incident, the onlookers quickly made way, but they only cleared a path.

Compared to simply enjoying the spectacle, they have overlooked the trouble that will follow.

"Wow, another stunning beauty, I see..."

Lin Zhu slapped him across the face. He hadn't quite mastered the art of showing off, and started hitting him before he could even finish speaking.

Lin Jing took the slap, spinning 365 degrees in the air, losing seven teeth along with blood and foam.

Then he fell heavily to the ground.

"This is excruciating!"

He also possesses some martial arts skills, though not very high, only acquired through training.

Otherwise, a slap of that magnitude would not just result in losing seven teeth.

"Give it to me and kill him."

Knowing that Lin Zhu was no ordinary person, the servants hesitated to proceed.

"Dare to disobey my orders? You don't want to live anymore?"

Lin Jing roared again.

Zhou Miaotong was so frightened that her body trembled.

Lin Zhu stepped forward, and the servants seemed to be activated, drawing their swords and shouting, "Kill!"

A glint flashed in Lin Zhu's eyes, and the servants were instantly forced to the ground, prostrating themselves on the ground.

Lin Jing then realized what was happening. "So you're a master, but my Lin State Duke's Mansion has no shortage of masters. If you dare to make a move in the capital, or even against me, I will definitely cut you into a thousand pieces."

"Oh, is that so?"

Lin Zhu stretched out his finger and made a cut in the air.

Without any apparent reason, a piece of flesh the size of a finger fell off Lin Jing's body, but no blood flowed out.

He was terrified at the sight, followed by excruciating pain. "Ah! How dare you!"

Lin Zhu ignored him and said, "It should be sprinkled with some salt and chili powder." As she spoke, she looked to the side and saw a restaurant that happened to have salt, chili, and vinegar.

He bought it for one tael of gold and three seasonings.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Jing was terrified. He was always the one torturing others; no one had ever tormented him.

"Don't run around!"

Lin Zhu reached out and pressed his acupoints.

Lin Jing cried out in terror, "My father is Duke Lin Lu, how dare you treat me like this?"

Lin Zhu answered him with her actions: "Try the salt first."

As he spoke, he took out an appropriate amount of salt and sprinkled it on Lin Jing's wound.

Another scream rang out, accompanied by Lin Jing's body twisting as if he were a startled shrimp, almost jumping up.

The surrounding people felt both that it was cruel and that they found it very satisfying.

Lin Jing had a long history of bullying and monopolizing the market, forcibly taking women from the people. The local people dared not speak out against him, let alone report him to the authorities.

Seeing him like this now, everyone felt a sense of relief.

But no one cheered, mainly because they were afraid!

"Ah, I want you dead, I'm going to kill you!" Lin Jing screamed and threatened loudly.

Lin Zhu made another cut, this time on the thigh, and a piece of flesh the size of a fingernail fell off.

Then quickly add a drop of vinegar.

This feels incredibly refreshing.

Lin Jing screamed again, "Ah~"

The sound was deafening, carrying for miles around.

He couldn't take it anymore, pleading, "Spare me, spare me!"

Xing Yusen wanted to dissuade him, but he couldn't bring himself to speak, mainly because he was afraid.

I simply closed my eyes; out of sight, out of mind.

"My goodness! This capital city is no place for a human being. I'd better hurry back to my Seven Heroes Town; otherwise, I might lose my head."

Yan Xiaoliu was in a worse situation; there was a puddle of water on the ground where he was standing.

Lin Zhu did not stop despite Lin Jing's pleas for mercy. Every so often, he would make a cut and ask, "Is this what you mean by being cut into a thousand pieces?"

"Yes, yes, young lady, I will never dare to do it again. Please forgive me, please forgive me."

Lin Jing begged for mercy again.

Lin Zhu said, "Your eyes are just for show, let me take them off for you."

"no, do not want!"

Compared to the pain in his arms and thighs, he didn't want to go blind, so he quickly covered his eyes with his hands and curled up.

I was trembling with fear, and it hurt too.

Seeing this, Lin Zhu thought to himself, 'If you're not arrogant anymore, how am I supposed to make a move?'

Through his True Self and Soul, he could sense that the guy named Lin Jing in front of him was entangled with too much resentment.

If the Divine Continent also had a direct path to reincarnation, he would definitely have to experience the eighteen levels of hell.

This is helping him get used to things in advance, which is great.

The commotion attracted people.

Liu Feng, the golden-clad head constable of the Six Doors, led a team of constables.

"Who would dare commit such a heinous act in broad daylight in the capital?"

He had already seen Lin Jing's miserable state and only came over after watching for a while.

Lin Zhu noticed him too. Seeing that this constable seemed alright, she transmitted her voice, "Just watch from the side, don't worry about him."

As he spoke, he struck out with a palm, sending the man flying and causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Liu Feng was stunned. Could this really be done?

By spitting out this mouthful of stagnant blood, he could conveniently distance himself from the situation. Not only was he unharmed, but he also felt as if his meridians had been unblocked.

He then realized that Lin Zhu was no ordinary person.

After glancing at it, he thought of someone and thought to himself, 'This time, the Duke of Lin's mansion has really messed up. I wonder how many people will be celebrating this victory.'

Thinking this to himself, he tilted his head and pretended to faint.

Seeing this, the constables looked at each other.

If the boss is like this, what are they supposed to do?

With a quick glance, he bit his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood, then retreated until he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

This scene left Xing Yusen stunned. 'Wow, you can do that?!'

Chapter 616 Finally, someone has arrived.

Lin Zhu was both amused and exasperated by the sight.

But this is fine too.

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you harm an official of the imperial court!"

Just as Liu Feng and the others were performing well, someone came out to cause trouble.

A civil official, judging from his official robes, should be a fifth-rank official.

Lin Zhu turned to look at him, "Not only are there officials appointed by the imperial court, but also sons of noble families, such as this young master, the Duke of Lin."

"What?!" The official exclaimed angrily, his eyes wide with fury. "How dare you be so arrogant?"

"Stop talking nonsense and state your name." Lin Zhu felt a sense of disgust upon seeing this person.

"I am Qin Hui," Qin Hui proudly announced his name.

Lin Zhu was taken aback at first, then a murderous aura surged from him, "So you're called Qin Hui?"

His aura pressed down on him specifically, causing him to fall flat on his face.

Qin Hui, equally defiant, declared, enunciating each word clearly, "I will not change my name or surname; I am Qin Hui, the Imperial Censor."

"But is it a cypress?" Lin Zhu was actually quite certain in his heart.

Qin Hui readily admitted, "That's right! What exactly do you want?"

"Nothing much, I just want to make a big fuss about it," Lin Zhu said, revealing his plan.

"You've gone too far! Let go of my son!" A figure sped through the air, aimed at Lin Zhu, and slapped down with a palm.

This is Lin Lu, the Duke of Lin, with a strength at the half-step peak.

Its palm strikes are powerful and forceful, a style of martial arts developed for the battlefield, characterized by its direct and straightforward approach.

This palm strike was delivered with all his might, intended to kill Lin Zhu.

Lin Zhu calmly waved his hand, dispersing the powerful palm strike. Then, with a grappling move, he pressed down and pinned the attacker to the ground.

"What the hell? You really want to kill me? Like father, like son."

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated."

Lin Lu was furious. As a Duke, even the Emperor treated him with respect, yet he was being so insultingly pinned to the ground by Lin Zhu.

Of course, at this point he also knew Lin Zhu's strength; he was at least at the Heavenly Realm, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to defeat him so easily.

He had only recently retreated from the northeastern border, so he did not know Lin Zhu.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated? You dare to say that?"