The City's Invincible Soldier King

"Pfft."

Fresh blood sprayed out wildly, flickering with a blurry light under the chandelier, illuminating Xi Wanting's eyes.

Xi Wanting's expression was still calm, but her hands were tightly gripping onto the fence, his knuckles completely white.

It hurts in your body and hurts in my heart.

Xi Wanting's heart was tearing, dripping blood.

The sound of tires being pierced could be heard, but strangely, Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations's body was rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, it turned into a huge round ball of flesh.

What was going on?

Long Lin looked at the Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations who was powerlessly sitting on the ground in confusion.

"This old boy is extremely afraid of death, so he would rather risk the restriction of his martial arts in order to practice this incomplete Hundred Transformations Technique."

"Martial arts restriction, what do you mean?"

"The Hundred Transformations Technique can freely change the bones and muscles throughout the body, and when practiced to the extreme, it can instantly create one hundred types of tall, short, fat, and thin bodies, as well as a hundred different faces. But the human body is not made of rubber, and everything has its limits, practicing the Hundred Transformations Technique requires a million transformations to change the body, over a long period of time, it will leave irreversible damage to the meridians, and it will restrict the martial arts."

"What's more, the Hundred Transformations Technique in this old bald donkey's hands is only an incomplete manual." The falcon replied disdainfully, "Otherwise, I would have left my skills in the Merit."

Inside the Shadow Merit warehouse, there were all sorts of Merit s that generations of Shadow Warriors had obtained from all over the world, but if one wanted to obtain any Merit, they had to use their merit points to exchange for it.

It was indeed a miraculous way of making a hundred decisions, but in the long run, the gains would not make up for the losses.

No wonder the falcon didn't leave behind the Merit, in case the young people who had just entered the shadow were to gain more benefits. In order to complete the mission, they hurriedly went to practice this set of Merit.

Although the iron cloth armor could be said to have an invincible defense, once the barrier was broken, it would mean that an ordinary person's Dantian would be destroyed and would no longer be able to fight.

Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations, who was extremely afraid of death, had a deathly pale face, and his fat body couldn't stop trembling.

Long Lin completely ignored the panic-stricken Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations as he channeled all his strength into his elemental energy. Along with the powerful recovery abilities of his blood, he quickly recovered from his injuries.

Ten minutes later, Long Lin opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

Long Lin raised his right foot, and stepped on Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations's fat stomach, and coldly asked: "Do you want to say it yourself, or do you want this daddy to say it?"

"I'll say, I'll say it all." Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations said in fear, "Someone posted a bounty of 100 million on the wanted list of the martial arts world, capturing Xi Wanting alive."

There were a lot of warriors in the China. In order to manage these rebellious people, the officials of the China had set up a special department for warriors: Yan Huang.

At the same time, the people had also spontaneously set up a management agency: the Martial Cultivators' Association.

The Jianghu that Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations spoke of referred to the special circle of warriors who had simultaneously registered their identity in Yan Huang and the Warrior Guild.

Yan Huang's main task was to prevent martial artists from messing up the people of the country. Thus, Yan Huang's principle of management was: the affairs of the martial arts world, the martial arts world.

As long as these people didn't kill too many innocent commoners and didn't disrupt the country's security, Yan Huang wouldn't care about their fights.

The Warrior's Association was the communication platform and information center for martial artists. It was also the contact point for martial artists.

Although many unruly warriors hated leaving records in Yan Huang, if they did not leave an answer, they would have to be like ordinary citizens, under the supervision of all the law enforcement agencies of China. Fighting with others was also a crime.

Heroic fighters use force to break the law.

It was more difficult for them to follow the rules and regulations of ordinary people than it was for them to leave information on Yan Huang's identity. Therefore, the vast majority of warriors would rather accept Yan Huang's less strict management, except for those with an extremely evil nature, it was impossible for them to not harm ordinary people.

The people in the shadows were all soldiers of the country, and they belonged to the military. They were basically not people of this circle.

However, in order to control the movements of the martial arts world and gather useful information, Shadow had also sent a lot of people into this circle.

Long Lin and the Falcon King communicated with each other through their eyes, and they could see the worry in each other's eyes.

Yan Huang had registered with the martial arts world, and there were more than 570,000 of them. Among these people, there were many who were desperate to escape.

A bounty of one hundred million was enough to make many martial artists go crazy.

If this issue was not resolved in time, countless warriors would rush over to Yanjing and capture Xi Wanting alive. The only good thing was that the Jiang Hu Tribute Token was to capture him alive, not assassinate him. Otherwise, Xi Wanting would have already died.

"Do you know who the person behind the bounty is?" Long Lin used all his might and stepped on Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations's stomach.

The Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations that was afraid of death said in fear, "No … "I don't know …"

"Then you can die." Long Lin said with an ice-cold voice.

"I beg you, don't kill me. I can give you all of my savings as well as my divine protective skill, Merit."

"It's just an iron shirt." Long Lin said in disdain, "If I had the energy to practice, I would have already started."

"No." The Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations said seriously, "My protective divine art is the Bone Exploding Arts, a type of ancient martial art that looks like iron cloth, but is much more mystical than iron cloth."

The falcon gave off an icy killing intent, "Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations, you dare to lie to me?"

"I …" Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations said in fear, "Back then, you didn't ask me to hand over the Bone Exploding Arts?"

"Hand it over now." The falcon spoke coldly.

Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations mustered his courage and said loudly, "Unless you agree to let me go."

"You don't have the right to negotiate with me." The Solitary Falcon disdainfully replied, "Hand it over to me and I'll let your family go. Otherwise, your family will be wiped out completely. Your women and your descendants won't be any good to deal with anyway."

"You went back on your word?" Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations said with an ugly expression.

"Did I make a move on you?" the falcon asked.

"I …" Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations wanted to cry.

The Solitary Falcon's voice was cold as he said, "Either the Queen or you hand over the skill book."

"I'll hand it over." Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations stretched out his chubby right hand, undid his belt, and handed it to the Eagle King. "Soak the thin hide in the water and you will be able to see the gist of the Bone Exploding Arts."

The Eagle King cut open his belt, found the thin piece of leather that Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations had mentioned, and soaked it in water.

As expected, words appeared.

"You can die now." Long Lin said coldly.

"I beg you, don't kill me …"

"Impossible." Long Lin said coldly, "When you used my lover as your weapon, you were already sentenced to death. Also, I need to borrow your body to use it to intimidate those Ox, Ghost and Snake spirits in the martial arts world."

"I beg of you, please spare me …"

Long Lin suddenly grabbed Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations by the throat, and raised him high above his head. He turned his head to look at Xi Wanting, and said gently, "Wan Ting, turn around."

Xi Wanting shook her head and looked at Long Lin stubbornly.

Although the bloody scene made Xi Wanting feel that it was temporarily out of place, it was good for her to witness. After all, although she was calm, she had never seen true blood before.

With a thought, Long Lin suddenly raised his arm, and smashed Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations's fat body into the ground.

BOOM!

A loud sound shook the sky, and the marble floor tiles shattered into pieces.

"Pfft."

Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations instantly spat out fresh blood.

BOOM!

Long Lin changed his direction, and smashed Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations's fat belly heavily onto the floor. Boom!

"Pfft."

Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations fainted due to the crazy spurting of blood, but Long Lin did not stop there.

"Boom, boom, boom …"

Once, twice, thrice. Under Long Lin's continuous barrage of blows, Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations's internal organs were turned into a lump of paste. His large round belly was also smashed into pieces and burst open.

"Ugh …"

Even though he was calm and collected with Xi Wanting, he still uncontrollably bent over and vomited.

Long Lin mercilessly crushed the Old Bald Donkey with Hundred Variations's throat and threw the corpse on the ground. He looked at the falcon and asked, "What do we do next?"

I, your father, will have someone send this trash's corpse to the Warrior Union. This trash might be afraid of death, but he is also famous in the outside world, and would be able to intimidate a large number of people.

"I will be more careful."

"Go ahead. I will have my people investigate the information as soon as possible so that they can find the person who placed the bounty behind the scenes and kill the mastermind. Only by removing the bounty will we be able to finish this once and for all."

"Alright."

"The Bone Exploding Arts is not bad, go and make a copy."

"Alright."

Long Lin quickly recorded the Bone Exploding Arts, then raised his head to look at Xi Wanting who was still vomiting with a heart wrenching pain, and walked out of the villa.