A New Realm Every Day, My Cultivation Has No Upper Limit
Chapter 8

Lu Chen Smiled

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Lu Chen was in the middle of smashing away to his heart's content when he finally heard Wu Tianli's voice. With a cold sneer, he turned around and immediately saw four or five thugs rushing at him.

"Perfect timing!"

He had not yet thrown down Wu San in his hand. He charged forward, swung Wu San around, and viciously brought him down on the burly man at the front.

The burly man had never expected Lu Chen to be so fast, and he jumped in fright.

Crack!

Bang!

The burly man was struck squarely on the head. With a scream, his head was nearly smashed into his abdomen, every bone in his body breaking as he was sent flying backward.

Wu San spat out a mouthful of blood and died completely.

[You killed two bullying lackeys who abused their power. Merit Points +6!]

The other thugs' expressions changed, but they still charged over. Pulling daggers from behind their backs, they shouted angrily and stabbed at Lu Chen.

Even now, they had not realized the gravity of the situation.

Yet only when they truly lunged forward did they finally discover just how terrifying it was.

Lu Chen casually tossed aside Wu San's corpse and lunged forward. He opened with a punch that struck after yet arrived first, slamming into a thug's chest with a bang. His breastbone shattered on the spot. With a scream, his body flew backward like a torn sack, crashed against the wall, and died miserably.

Then Lu Chen grabbed one man's arm and gave it a savage twist, bending it into the shape of a fishhook. He followed with a wild slap across the man's face.

Crack!

The man screamed as his head was slapped around a full one hundred and eighty degrees.

The horrifying sight made the remaining two thugs tremble all over. They stopped dead in their tracks, their eyes wide with terror and disbelief.

"W-Warrior!"

"Mother of god, run!"

They threw down their daggers, turned, and fled.

Even Wu Tianli's eyes widened with fear.

That little bastard had become a warrior after just one afternoon?

What kind of joke was this?

"Young Master Zhao, save me!"

Wu Tianli cried out in terror and ran toward the rear courtyard. "Trying to run?"

Lu Chen sneered and rushed after him. One punch apiece, bang after bang, he blasted the remaining two thugs to death before chasing Wu Tianli again.

[You killed a bullying lackey who abused his power. Merit Points +3!] [You killed... Merit Points +3] [You killed... Merit Points +4] [... Merit Points +3]

Lu Chen felt an indescribable sense of relief in his heart.

This was how a true man ought to act—clear in gratitude and resentment alike, repaying enmity with enmity and grudges with grudges!

Had there been no system, that would have been one thing.

But now that he had the Merit System, he would never again be a meek, cowardly man.

The entire front hall was in chaos. Every worker and apprentice wore expressions of terror and disbelief.

Lu Chen had become a warrior?

How was that possible?

In the rear courtyard.

Lu Chen chased Wu Tianli all the way and was just about to catch him when a yellow figure suddenly charged over. With a fierce shout, the figure struck at Lu Chen with a palm.

Lu Chen's expression changed slightly as he met the attack head-on.

Smack!

Bang!

The deafening sounds rang out as vast currents of air swept in every direction.

Lu Chen's body was forcibly halted. Frowning, he looked ahead.

A figure in a yellow robe appeared before him, taking two steps back. His face was filled with shock and anger as he stared at Lu Chen. "Good boy, you dare commit violence!"

"Who are you?"

Lu Chen frowned.

"Young Master Zhao, kill him quickly! He's gone mad! He killed four or five of my shop hands and smashed up my store! Also, he wasn't even a warrior this morning, yet he suddenly became one now. He has a secret on him..."

Wu Tianli fled behind Young Master Zhao and pointed at Lu Chen, speaking in terror.

"What?"

Young Master Zhao narrowed his eyes.

He had not been a warrior that morning?

Yet he had suddenly become one now?

"Boy, who are you? How dare you commit violence in my Panshi City? Have you grown tired of living?" Young Master Zhao shouted sinisterly.

"Lu Chen, this is the Young Hall Master of Rising Sun Martial Hall. You have committed the sin of murder, so hurry up and surrender..."

Wu Yue'e, standing nearby with an angry face, looked at Lu Chen and suddenly gritted her teeth. "Young Master Zhao, this Lu Chen is utterly dishonest. Not only did he steal silver from our shop, he repeatedly harassed me before. He even peeped at me bathing! My father caught him only this morning, yet he still dares come here now. Young Master Zhao, you must uphold justice for me!"

As she spoke, she began wiping away tears, looking aggrieved beyond measure.

"Good boy, you're simply courting death! I'll chop you into eight pieces! Call for people! Hurry out and call for people!"

Young Master Zhao roared.

Lu Chen's face darkened completely.

"I'll call your fucking mother!"

He charged over at once. Wu Tianli's entire family was rotten to the core!

The man himself was a skin-flaying merchant!

His daughter was an even worse green tea bitch, so fake and vile that she disgusted him.

As for this Young Master Zhao, he was nothing but a bootlicking dog who could not tell black from white!

Bootlicking dogs never died well!

"Bastard! With this young master here, you still dare act outrageously? Get down!"

Young Master Zhao shouted and directly met Lu Chen's charge.

But this time, Lu Chen activated the Crimson Sand Palm. His entire palm instantly turned scarlet, like a red-hot branding iron, radiating a scorching aura.

The talent of Convince with Virtue, combined with Crimson Sand Palm at perfection!

His strength had now nearly doubled compared to before.

Bang! "Agh!"

Young Master Zhao screamed and spat blood, sent flying backward on the spot. He crashed heavily in the distance, one arm directly broken, jagged white bone jutting out from within.

Even Lu Chen was shaken back a step, his heart secretly startled.

The Young Hall Master of Rising Sun Martial Hall truly had some skill!

If he had not practiced the Crimson Sand Palm, he likely would not have come away unscathed today.

Wu Tianli and Wu Yue'e at the side both showed terror. Their eyes widened, and their bodies shuddered.

How was this possible?

Young Master Zhao had had his arm broken by Lu Chen in a single exchange?

Could Lu Chen have been possessed by some evil demon?

"Run!" Wu Tianli grabbed his daughter in terror and fled toward the back door.

"Trying to leave?"

Lu Chen gave a savage grin and chased after them in a flash. Both hands shot out, grabbing Wu Tianli and his daughter by the hair. With a violent yank, he flung them backward. They screamed as they crashed to the ground and began wailing in agony.

"Spare me, Lu Chen! Don't kill me! I'll give you money..."

"Give you my fucking ass!"

Lu Chen punched Wu Tianli in the face. With a bang, he killed him on the spot, giving him no chance at all.

[You killed a black-hearted shopkeeper who dominated the market and abused his workers. Merit Points +20]

That high?

Lu Chen's eyes flickered.

This black-hearted shopkeeper was worth no fewer Merit Points than the Beggar Chief! "Father!"

Wu Yue'e stared wide-eyed in terror.

But before her voice had faded, Lu Chen grabbed her by the hair and viciously slapped her across the face. With a crisp smack, teeth mixed with blood flew sideways.

"Tell me, did I steal anything from your shop? Did I peep at you bathing?"

Lu Chen stared into her eyes and spoke coldly.

Wu Yue'e had been slapped senseless. She trembled with incomparable terror.

"N-No..."

"Since I did not, why did you falsely accuse me?"

Lu Chen asked coldly.

"I... I was wrong. Please spare me. My father is already dead. Isn't that miserable enough? I only falsely accused you. You didn't suffer any loss..."

Wu Yue'e cried. "Fuck your mother!"

Lu Chen flew into a rage and slapped Wu Yue'e across the face again, making her scream.

The teeth on her other side flew out as well.

"Lu Chen, you bastard!"

At that moment, Zhao Yuesheng, who had been smashed into the distance earlier, struggled as he cried out in pain. "You actually dare injure me? You even dare injure the woman I have my eye on! I will never let you off! My father is the Hall Master of Rising Sun Martial Hall. Why aren't you kneeling and admitting your mistake right now? Otherwise, my father will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces, then kill your entire family! By then, your whole family will be wiped out, young and old alike, not one spared! No, I'll even kill your family's dog and shake every egg until the yolk scatters!"

"Heh heh..."

Lu Chen suddenly laughed. Grabbing Wu Yue'e by the hair, he walked toward Zhao Yuesheng.

As though he had just heard the greatest joke in the world.

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