Instantly Killing Wang Hu

Instantly Killing Wang Hu

Xiao Hua and his companion's corpses were soon discovered. After all, the courtyard Lin Le had chosen was registered with the real estate agency, and the agent would often bring people by to view it.

But just as Lin Le had expected, once they discovered the dead were gang hooligans, they could not be bothered to investigate further. After all, if they kept digging, it would be easy to drag themselves into it.

Yet this news enraged Brother Wang—Wang Hu—whom Xiao Hua had mentioned. He was certain that the deaths of those two had something to do with Lin Le.

Lin Le's repeated provocations had undoubtedly set Wang Hu's fury ablaze. He wanted to slaughter this outsider.

From the information he had gathered, Lin Le had no relatives in the area. The only thing that gave Wang Hu some pause was that Lin Le was an apprentice of the White Ape Martial Arts School.

But he was only an ordinary apprentice. If Wang Hu quietly dealt with him, the White Ape Martial Arts School would not make a huge fuss over it.

Glancing at the underling beside him, who appeared respectful but was clearly plotting something, Wang Hu narrowed his eyes. He decided to make his move tonight. He had to defend his authority with blood.

By this day, three days had already passed since Lin Le killed Xiao Hua.

Bang! Lin Le tossed down the four-hundred-pound Stone Lock and let out a long breath.

Over these three days, he had taken on another private job. Together with the silver he had left, he bought another five White Ape Pills and swallowed and refined them. His strength had now reached four hundred pounds.

Just as he had feared, once he reached four hundred pounds, the White Ape Pills no longer had much effect on him.

Fortunately, the White Ape Shoulder-Hunching Fist, which was nearing completion, was far more miraculous than he had imagined. Combined with the Blood Essence Treasure Liquid, it could increase his strength by five pounds every day.

Moreover, those five pounds seemed to improve his Bone Structure itself. Lin Le did not feel any decline in effect.

Lin Le looked at his hands. They had already grown an inch longer.

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

Lin Le continued walking at a normal pace, though bloodshot veins slowly crept into the whites of his eyes.

That night, after finishing dinner, Lin Le sat quietly in the courtyard and slowly secured a dagger onto a short staff as high as his eyebrows.

The courtyard was cramped. A spear was too long and unsuitable, while something shorter was just right.

Before the moon had reached its zenith, Lin Le saw his front gate kicked open. A brawny man strode inside.

"Wang Hu?" Lin Le was not surprised. He merely called out his name.

"It is I." Wang Hu walked in, followed by four underlings.

Lin Le swept his gaze over their numbers and revealed a faint smile. "Perfect."

"What's perfect?" Killing Intent filled Wang Hu's face. "Speak! Did you kill my four men?"

"What if I did? What if I didn't?" Lin Le rose to his feet and spoke unhurriedly.

"Playing tricks!" Wang Hu snorted coldly, then directly raised his hand and slashed at Lin Le with his saber. "Take my blade!"

Facing that slash, slow in appearance yet swift in truth, Lin Le stepped backward.

Whoosh!

Wang Hu's slash cut through empty air.

Not good!

Wang Hu inwardly cried out in alarm. Because Lin Le was small, he had instinctively underestimated him. Thus, he had swung with full force, intending to cleave Lin Le apart in one strike and restore his own prestige.

Moreover, when he saw Lin Le standing there blankly, he thought Lin Le had been scared witless, so he gave it no further thought.

Now that his strike had missed, he had no room to change his move. His defenses were wide open.

Naturally, Lin Le would not let such a good opportunity slip away. He swung the short spear in his right hand.

With a squelch, it directly sliced open Wang Hu's throat.

Wang Hu clutched his throat with both hands and stared at Lin Le in disbelief. He had never expected that victory and defeat would be decided after a single exchange.

When martial artists clashed, it was decided in an instant!

Watching Wang Hu clutch his throat and collapse to his knees, Lin Le gained a deeper understanding of those words.

Was Wang Hu weak? He was not. Otherwise, he could not have become a minor leader.

He possessed four hundred pounds of strength, and his saber technique had reached Minor Accomplishment. Against ordinary people, he would naturally be like a tiger among sheep.

Had they fought seriously, Lin Le did not know how much Heart Force it would have taken to defeat him.

Unfortunately, merely because of a moment of instinctive contempt, Wang Hu had exposed a huge opening and was killed in one strike by Lin Le.

But now was not the time for reflection. After all, chances to kill legally were rare.

Lin Le spun around and lunged straight at the four underlings, who had gone stiff with shock at their boss's death.

Seeing Lin Le rush toward them, the four underlings shuddered and scrambled for the gate, each trying to flee before the others.

But how could Lin Le allow his "Bone Structure" to run away? He was only four points of killing karma short of forming the lotus root.

These hooligans, ordinary people without even the will to fight, were no match for Lin Le. One spear thrust per man, Lin Le sent them to the underworld to reunite with their boss.

Yellow Springs Road was long. How could one walk it alone? That would be far too disloyal!

Before the final hooligan could finish crying out, "No—", Lin Le's spear pierced through his neck.

As he dragged the corpses away, Lin Le suddenly sensed a gaze upon him.

He turned and saw a pair of black-and-white eyes peeking through a crack in a window. Judging by their size, they seemed to belong to a child.

Lin Le raised his index finger to his lips. "Shh~"

Moonlight fell upon Lin Le's fair face, dotted with flecks of blood. He was still smiling, making him seem all the more sinister and savage.

The owner of those eyes shuddered violently, feeling warmth and wetness spread through his pants.

He had pissed himself!

After dragging the bodies back into the house, Lin Le searched through the spoils. He found an iron saber and four or five taels of silver.

"Tch, so poor!" Lin Le curled his lip and kicked Wang Hu's corpse in displeasure.

Though there was little silver, his gains in another regard were quite good.

Within the Inner Vision Divine Ability's inner realm, Lin Le saw another lotus seed gestating within the lotus flower, while beneath the lotus stalk grew a tender, white lotus root as thick as a baby's arm.

The underlings provided four points of merit and four points of killing karma. Wang Hu provided one point of killing karma and five points of merit. It was exactly enough to make up what the lotus seed and lotus root lacked.

The lotus root first!

Without hesitation, Lin Le directly used the lotus root.

The lotus root dissolved into tiny crimson threads that melded into the water.

A wave of heat rose from Lin Le's spine, growing hotter and hotter, as if flames were roasting him.

But the heat came quickly and left just as quickly.

Lin Le had barely prepared to stuff a towel in his mouth when the heat had already faded.

So fast?

Lin Le froze. Was it only his spine? Nothing else?

Lin Le practiced a round of fist techniques, but he felt no change. In other words, his Bone Structure had not changed at all.

If it was not his Bone Structure, then what was it?

Lin Le lowered his head to look at his lower abdomen—or rather, his Dantian. This was where people often said the spiritual root was located.

Scratching his head, Lin Le suppressed his doubts. Once he reached the proper realm, he would naturally understand.

Next came the lotus seed.

One thought became one year. During the first half of the year, Lin Le focused on the White Ape Shoulder-Hunching Fist. But after reaching the completed realm, he discovered that advancing to the great completion realm tested comprehension even more, so he devoted his remaining time to the White Ape Spear.

When he came back to himself, Lin Le threw a punch, and nine sounds rang out.

In less than ten days, Lin Le had already trained the White Ape Fist to the completed realm. If others learned of it, who knew how they would marvel at what kind of monstrous prodigy he was.

Yet Lin Le had no intention of revealing that his fist technique had reached completion. He would be leaving in half a month, and he had no intention of becoming a disciple at the martial arts school.

Gazing toward the east, Lin Le could still hear the howling of those savage claw shadows from that day.

"Soon," Lin Le murmured, his voice filled with resolve.