Instantly Killing Wang Hu

Chapter 9 · Instant Kill Wang Hu

Xiao Hua and his companion's bodies were discovered quickly. After all, the courtyard Lin Le chose was registered with the real estate agent, and agents often brought potential buyers to view properties.

However, as Lin Le had predicted, once the deceased were identified as gang thugs, the authorities were reluctant to investigate further. After all, digging too deep could easily implicate themselves.

But the news greatly angered Wang Hu, the "Brother Wang" mentioned by Xiao Hua. He was certain that Lin Le was involved in their deaths.

Lin Le's repeated provocations had undoubtedly sent Wang Hu into a rage. He intended to kill the outsider.

From daily reports, Lin Le had no local relatives. The only thing that gave him pause was that Lin Le was an apprentice at the White Ape Martial Arts School.

But he was just an ordinary apprentice. If he were quietly dealt with, the White Ape Martial Arts School wouldn't make a big fuss.

Glancing at the subordinate beside him, who appeared respectful but whose intentions were unknown, Wang Hu narrowed his eyes. He decided to act that very night, vowing to defend his authority with blood.

Three days had passed since Lin Le killed Xiao Hua.

Bang! The 400-jin stone lock was dropped, and Lin Le let out a long breath.

In the past three days, he had taken on another private job. Combined with his remaining money, he had bought and refined five White Ape Pills, increasing his Strength to 400 jin.

Just as he had feared, the White Ape Pills had little effect on him once he reached 400 jin.

Fortunately, his nearly perfected White Ape Shoulder-Hunching Fist was far more miraculous than he had imagined. Combined with the Blood Essence Treasure Liquid, it increased his Strength by five jin daily.

And this five jin seemed to be an increase in Bone Structure, as Lin Le didn't feel any decline.

Lin Le looked at his hands; they had grown an inch longer.

After finishing his practice, Lin Le left the martial arts school and immediately felt a malicious gaze fixed upon him.

Lin Le continued walking normally, but a trace of blood began to creep into the whites of his eyes.

At night, after finishing his meal, Lin Le sat quietly in the courtyard, slowly fitting a dagger onto a short staff that reached his eyebrows.

The courtyard was small, making a spear too cumbersome. A shorter weapon was just right.

The moon had not yet reached its zenith when Lin Le saw his front gate kicked open. A burly man strode in.

"Wang Hu?" Lin Le asked, showing no surprise as he uttered his name.

"It's me," Wang Hu replied, walking in with four subordinates following him.

Lin Le glanced at the number of people, a smile appearing on his face. "Perfect."

"What's perfect!" Wang Hu's face was filled with menace. "Speak! Did you kill my four subordinates!"

"So what if I did, and so what if I didn't?" Lin Le stood up, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Playing games!" Wang Hu snorted coldly, then directly raised his saber and slashed at Lin Le. "Eat this!"

Seeing the seemingly slow but actually fast saber strike, Lin Le stepped back.

Whoosh!

Wang Hu's saber strike missed.

Not good!

Wang Hu cursed inwardly. Because of Lin Le's small stature, he had instinctively underestimated him. He had swung his saber with full force, intending to split Lin Le in two and re-establish his dominance.

Furthermore, seeing Lin Le standing there stunned, he assumed Lin Le was frozen with fear and didn't think further.

Now that his strike had missed, he had no room to change his move, leaving himself completely exposed.

Lin Le, of course, wouldn't pass up such an opportunity. He swung his short staff with his right hand.

Squelch! The staff directly sliced open Wang Hu's throat.

Wang Hu clutched his throat with both hands, looking at Lin Le in disbelief. He hadn't expected the fight to be decided in just one move.

The clash between martial artists happens in an instant!

Watching Wang Hu, who was bleeding from his throat and had fallen to his knees, Lin Le gained a deeper understanding of this saying.

Was Wang Hu weak? He wasn't. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become a small leader.

He possessed 400 jin of Strength and had achieved minor success in his saber technique. Against ordinary people, he was like a tiger among sheep.

If they had fought a proper duel, Lin Le didn't know how much effort it would have taken to defeat him.

Unfortunately, due to his momentary underestimation, he had exposed a major opening, allowing Lin Le to deliver a fatal blow.

However, now was not the time for contemplation, as opportunities to kill legally were rare.

Lin Le spun his body and lunged at the four subordinates who were stunned by their leader's death.

Seeing Lin Le charge at them, the four subordinates shivered and scrambled towards the door.

But Lin Le wouldn't let his "Bone Structure" escape. He was only four points of killing karma away from condensing lotus root.

These ordinary thugs, lacking any fighting spirit, were no match for Lin Le. Lin Le sent them to the Underworld one by one with his staff, to meet their leader.

The Yellow Springs Road is long; why walk it alone? How unbrotherly!

"No—" Before the cry of alarm could be finished, the last thug had his neck pierced by Lin Le's staff.

Dragging the bodies, Lin Le suddenly felt a gaze fall upon him.

He turned his head and saw a pair of clear black and white eyes peeking through a gap in the window. Judging by their size, they belonged to a child.

Lin Le put his index finger to his lips. "Shhh~"

The moonlight fell, illuminating Lin Le's clean face dotted with bloodstains. He was smiling, which made him look even more sinister and ferocious.

The owner of the eyes trembled, feeling warmth and wetness emanating from his pants.

He had wet himself!

After dragging the corpse back into the house, Lin Le searched for loot. He found a saber and four to five taels of silver.

"Tsk, so poor!" Lin Le pouted and kicked Wang Hu's corpse in annoyance.

Although he got little silver, his other harvest was quite good.

Lin Le used his Inner Vision Divine Ability to observe his Inner Scenery. He saw that another lotus seed had been nurtured within the lotus flower, and beneath the lotus whip, a tender lotus root as thick as a baby's arm had also formed.

His subordinate had four points of merit and four points of killing karma; Wang Hu had one point of killing karma and five points of merit. It was just right, exactly what was needed for the lotus seed and lotus root.

He decided to eat the lotus root first!

Without hesitation, Lin Le consumed the lotus root.

The lotus root dissolved, turning into tiny red threads that merged into the water.

A wave of heat rose from Lin Le's spine, growing hotter and hotter, as if being roasted by flames.

However, this heat came and went quickly.

Just as Lin Le was about to stuff a towel in his mouth, the heat had already dissipated.

So fast?

Lin Le was stunned. Was it only his spine? Did it not affect anything else?

Lin Le practiced a set of punches and felt no change. This meant his Bone Structure hadn't changed.

If it wasn't his Bone Structure, then what could it be?

Lin Le lowered his head to look at his lower abdomen, or rather, his dantian. This was the location people often referred to as the seat of the spiritual root.

Scratching his head, Lin Le pushed the doubt aside. When he reached the right realm, he would eventually know.

Next was the lotus seed.

In the first half of the year, Lin Le focused primarily on White Ape Shoulder-Hunching Fist. However, after reaching the state of perfection, he realized that advancing to the Grand Perfection realm required more comprehension. Thus, he shifted his remaining time to the White Ape Spear.

Snapping back to reality, Lin Le threw a punch, producing nine sharp sounds in succession.

In less than ten days, Lin Le had already cultivated White Ape Fist to the state of perfection. If others knew, they would surely marvel at what kind of monstrous prodigy he was.

However, Lin Le had no intention of revealing his perfected fist technique. He was leaving in a little over half a month and had no plans to become a disciple at the martial arts school.

Gazing towards the east, the ferocious claw shadows of the past still echoed in his ears.

"Soon," Lin Le whispered, his voice filled with determination.