Immortality Begins: Krypton Life to Cultivate Martial Arts!
Chapter 37

How Do You Want to Die?

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The four of them had apparently been watching Lu Yuan for quite some time. The Conical Hat Man had come to scout things out, and only after confirming that Lu Yuan truly had True Essence Blood Refining Pills did they decide to make their move.

The next instant, Lu Yuan took a step forward. The four men felt the ground tremble faintly, while the sound of surging wind erupted like a thunderclap and a violent blast of air rushed into their faces.

Amid the ear-splitting boom of exploding air currents, Lu Yuan's figure burst through the air. In an instant, he crossed more than ten meters and appeared before the Gray-robed Man as if teleporting, his fist smashing heavily into the man's chest like the horn of a bull demon.

Crack!

The sound of shattering bones rang out. The Gray-robed Man's eyes bulged, his chest caved in, and as though he had been struck by a full-speed charging elephant, he was sent flying sideways, blood gushing wildly from all seven orifices.

The flying Gray-robed Man crashed into a companion, producing a string of crackling bone-breaking sounds as the two rolled into a heap.

The Gray-robed Man died before even hitting the ground.

But the companion he had struck was far worse off. Bones throughout countless parts of his body had been pulverized, his breastbone piercing through flesh to reveal stark white splinters of bone. Blood flowed all over the ground as he lay there, letting out heart-rending screams.

Yet after dispatching two men with one punch, Lu Yuan did not hesitate in the slightest. He stomped again, making the ground quake wildly and blasting out a pit a foot deep. His figure shot forth, carrying a violent gale. With one arm raised high, he resembled a general on the battlefield lifting a massive hammer and bringing it crashing down from above.

That savage punch, carrying a sound like ghosts weeping and wolves howling, gave the Conical Hat Man's remaining companion an indescribable sense of suffocation. But his companions' deaths had still bought him time to react.

He bent his knees sharply, dropped into a horse stance, and raised both arms together to block.

But it was useless.

Lu Yuan was far too much stronger than him.

Several cracks sounded.

The man's crossed arms split apart like deadwood being stepped on, and Lu Yuan's fist continued unabated, smashing into his head.

His head burst like a split watermelon, red, white, and yellow fluids splattering everywhere. His eyeballs dangled outside their sockets, swaying, while his body staggered with only half a head remaining before falling backward.

In just two seconds, he had killed three men. Only then did Lu Yuan calmly turn his gaze to the Conical Hat Man, as though looking at a dead man.

"Trash, how do you want to die? I'll allow you to choose your manner of death."

All four of them possessed the strength of a Second Blood Change. In Iron Dragon Stockade, they would have been absolute experts. Unfortunately for them, only someone with Blood Qi Like an Ox could give the current Lu Yuan even a little pressure.

Not to mention four mere Second Blood Change Martial Artists—even ten of them would be unable to threaten him.

The Conical Hat Man was scared out of his wits, his heart leaping into his throat. Looking at his companions' corpses, his face twitched with panic and terror. With a thud, he dropped to his knees to beg for mercy, repeatedly kowtowing.

"Eldest Brother, Eldest Brother, spare me! I can give you all the money! I know where their money is hidden, I can take you to get it! And... I've been getting by in the Ghost Market for many years. I know the Ghost Market very well. Eldest Brother, you haven't come to the Ghost Market many times, have you? I can be useful to you..."

Faced with his pleas, Lu Yuan was genuinely a little tempted. He was a complete novice in the Ghost Market; he could not possibly trouble Xu Ziyi over every little matter.

But Lu Yuan immediately dismissed the thought.

It was precisely because he was a novice in the Ghost Market that he could not use this man. Someone who harbored resentment toward him—who knew whether he might screw him over to death someday?

Suddenly, a cold gleam tore through the air. At a bizarre angle, a dagger flashed like lightning toward Lu Yuan's chest.

Crack!

Midway through its thrust, a powerful hand abruptly seized the Conical Hat Man's wrist and wrenched it hard. His wrist was forcibly snapped, and the dagger in his right hand pierced straight through his left hand, pinning it directly to the ground.

Before the Conical Hat Man's scream could even form in his throat, Lu Yuan moved with extreme speed, his right leg sweeping sideways like a battle-axe.

Crack!

Lu Yuan's strength was immense. The Conical Hat Man did not even have time to groan before his entire body flew sideways.

Only then did the Conical Hat Man's heart-rending scream ring out.

But at that moment, Lu Yuan reached out with a large hand, viciously grabbed the Conical Hat Man by the neck, and slammed him against a hard rock.

With a bang.

After the sound of flesh and bone striking, the Conical Hat Man's head exploded cleanly. He sprawled on the ground, with only his body still twitching faintly.

Shaking his hand, Lu Yuan looked coldly at the Conical Hat Man's corpse and muttered to himself, "You think you can ambush me with such a petty trick? Do you really think I'm a novice?"

He searched the Conical Hat Man and found several Silver Notes as well as the two True Essence Blood Refining Pills. Then he found some Silver Notes on each of the other three men and made as if to leave.

After only a few steps, the ground shook again. Borrowing the rebound force, Lu Yuan lunged toward a large tree like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit, his body smashing through the air as his great hand thrust out in a horizontal palm strike.

That sweeping palm strike was incomparably fierce. The muscles and tendons in his arm sprang and flexed, erupting with a string of muffled thunderclaps. It was fast as lightning, ferocious beyond measure.

The Black-robed Man behind the tree changed expression dramatically, his figure retreating at top speed like a ghost.

His reaction and speed could not have been faster, yet his vision suddenly blurred, and Lu Yuan vanished from before his eyes. Alarmed, warning bells rang wildly in his mind. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lu Yuan appearing at his side, and his scalp immediately went numb.

Lu Yuan had unleashed the Seven Star Dragon Swimming Steps, using dreamlike shifts together with thunderbolt speed. It was as if he had foreseen the Black-robed Man's evasion, charging in with a punch that carried the force of mountains toppling and seas overturning.

This punch was truly peerlessly fierce, and the Black-robed Man was scared out of his wits.

Damn it!

Why did this bastard attack without even so much as a greeting?

The Black-robed Man roared inwardly.

Suddenly, a longsword thrust forth, exploding with a shrill screech as it stabbed toward the vital points of Lu Zheng's back—his heart and spine.

Whoosh~~

With the Wei besieged to save Zhao, Lu Yuan had no choice but to abandon killing the Black-robed Man. His body nearly slid sideways two feet, evading the later arrival's killing sword.

"Wait, we bear you no ill will!!"

Seeing that Lu Yuan still intended to make a move, the Black-robed Man hurriedly waved his hands and shouted.

Lu Yuan turned sideways, narrowed his eyes slightly, and sized up the two Black-robed Men, one tall and one short. Without betraying any emotion, he said:

"If you bear me no ill will, why were you spying on me?"

"We merely wished to purchase True Essence Blood Refining Pills," the tall Black-robed Man explained.

Lu Yuan sneered inwardly. He had been running his stall for so long; if they truly wanted to buy, they could have asked the price at any time. Yet they had deliberately followed him here, just like the Conical Hat Man and the others. Sima Zhao's intentions were obvious even to passersby.

Perhaps they had been harboring the same idea as the Conical Hat Man.

Or perhaps they wanted to rob the robbers.

What they were truly thinking, only they themselves knew.

The reason they had not acted even as Lu Yuan was about to leave was clearly because they had seen him crush and kill those four people with overwhelming force, and they were wary of him. That was why they had held back.

But since they had come up with an excuse, he did not intend to keep fighting.

These two were far stronger than the Conical Hat Man and the others, and would not be easy to deal with.

If he had killed the tall Black-robed Man from the outset, he would not have minded taking the opportunity to kill the short Black-robed Man with the sword as well.

But the two had positioned themselves to support each other like horns, making them far from easy to kill.

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