General's Fitted Armor Technique, I Killed Your General Too

All so he could get a chance to settle the score with Lu Ding over the Wind-Calming Pearl.

Now he had his chance.

Beneath the long hair covering his eyes, the youth's gaze was confident in his own strength as he said casually, "Lu Ding is just a guy who picked up an easy score. His reputation is hollow. I came here today not just to resolve the Yin Domain Overlap, but also to..."

Boom!!!!

Before Xue Ning could finish, a crash came from not far ahead, as though something had fallen from a great height. But no one had been looking that way, so they hadn't seen it clearly.

Dust billowed.

Lu Ding had stomped Fang Du's body in two.

His upper and lower halves separated at the abdomen, his intestines spilling across the ground.

Seeing that he still had one last breath left, Lu Ding first glanced toward the people beyond the dust, then said quietly, "I heard from those underlings of yours that you're waiting for your general to revive, right?"

Fang Du no longer had the strength to speak.

He merely clung to his last breath and looked at him, his eyes filled with unwillingness, yet the smile at his lips mocking.

He was unwilling to accept that he lacked the ability to kill this monster of a man before him.

His mockery came from knowing that, however powerful this man was, once the general revived, he would be nothing more than another departed soul and blood meal at the general's hands.

The general would definitely avenge him!!!!

Definitely!!!!

Lu Ding saw what he was thinking and bent down slightly. "Don't bother thinking about it. That general of yours died before you. I killed him too. I even pried open his coffin and dug up his grave, then tore him into chunks of flesh right there in the burial chamber."

"No... no..."

Fang Du still wanted to say it was impossible, but the next second, Lu Ding crushed his head underfoot.

"Nothing's impossible. Whether it's you or your general, you're all unlucky bastards, running into me one after another before your plans could come to fruition."

[Monster contained: General Sha]

[Containment reward: General's Fitted Armor Technique]

[General's Fitted Armor Technique: Summon the general's armor, fitted snugly to the body without a gap; the Taotie sha-devouring armor can ward off the intrusion of ghosts and gods.]

General Sha was mentioned in the Chronicles of Travels Through Five Kingdoms: when a general's armor was soaked through with blood and awakened to spirituality, it housed the general's will and absorbed the battlefield's baleful sha. Burying the general together with his armor could give rise to a General's Sha, also called General Sha. Later generations must not bury armor together with military commanders.

Perhaps people in whatever dynasty Fang Du came from had already forgotten these things, which was why they had buried the general with his armor, causing this man to become a General Sha.

It was also possible that he had died on the battlefield and fused with it by chance, coexisting as one.

Notably, the General's Fitted Armor Technique was quite a renowned technique even in Bureau 749. It was simple to use, had a high ceiling, looked cool, and could improve one's overall combat capabilities, including but not limited to speed, strength, and so on.

It was just that the outward appearance of everyone's General's Fitted Armor Technique was different.

Lu Ding was curious what his general's armor would look like once fitted onto him.

But he didn't have time to study it now.

He had heard every word those people had just said.

Beyond the dust, footsteps approached tentatively.

The group of six all wore tense expressions.

Suddenly.

The dust churned, and a dark figure flashed toward them. Xue Ning held his spear crosswise to block.

An enormous force struck his spear shaft dead-on.

The webbing between Xue Ning's thumbs and forefingers split open, and the spear shaft bent in his hands. He flew backward, tumbling and crashing for over a dozen meters before finally bracing himself with his spear and steadying his body.

"My reputation is hollow? You're nothing special yourself. You can't even hold your spear steady, yet you dare spout wild claims and bark like a dog behind my back."

Lu Ding hovered more than two inches above the ground, turning his face to cast a sidelong glance at Xue Ning, whose inability to hold his spear steady had left its tip resting on the ground.

That breezy tone, and the meaning of his words, made everyone's hearts tighten.

This was Lu Ding?

"Brother Xue Ning!!!"

The girl eating a lollipop cried out, paying no heed to Lu Ding's overpowering entrance.

She raised her hand and sent several throwing knives straight at him.

Facing the knives flying toward his face, Lu Ding raised his hand and flicked several away, then turned his hand and pinched one between his fingers, flicking it back along its original path.

If the girl's throwing knives had power comparable to handgun bullets...

Then what Lu Ding flicked back was a sniper round.

A single shot, highly precise, immensely powerful.

It tore through the air and drove into the girl's shoulder with terrifying force, carrying her whole body with it and sending her rolling into a flower bed.

The knife entered by her collarbone and exited through her shoulder blade, its momentum undiminished, before finally embedding itself deep in the trunk of a banyan tree in the Dinghao Residential Complex's landscaping.

Lu Ding floated without any wind and stopped before the gravely injured girl.

"Didn't you say Ming Jun and Bei Heguang were trash, and Yan Feifan and I were even more ridiculous? Come on, get up. I'm willing to treat you as an opponent and go all out."

The investigator called Xiao Xiong dared not answer. She could barely even breathe evenly.

The pressure Lu Ding brought was overwhelming.

Not only had he caught her throwing knife barehanded, but he had also used her own method to inflict such injuries on her in a single strike.

At this moment, who the real trash was needed no explanation.

Xue Ning gripped his spear tightly and rallied himself.

"What kind of ability does bullying a woman prove? Come at me if you've got the guts!!"

As though teleporting, Lu Ding appeared before Xue Ning before anyone knew when he had moved.

Once again, a straight kick.

This time, Xue Ning didn't even have time to react. He was kicked flying backward straight into a wall, breaking who knew how many bones.

"Come at you? What the hell do you amount to? You only blocked my kick because I went easy on you. Now, with the same method and the same attack, you couldn't even catch a glimpse of it. If you don't have the ability, keep it bottled up and endure it. That's how the weak survive."

He turned sideways to look at the girl sitting on the ground. Her wound had already stopped bleeding, but her face was still somewhat pale.

"From now on, you'd better take a detour whenever you see me, lest I fail to restrain myself and cut out your tongue."

The man who had initially cautioned the girl stepped in front of her, his gaze resolute as he looked at Lu Ding. "Investigator Lu, we're here to help you. Isn't acting like this a little too overbearing?"

"Overbearing?"

Lu Ding echoed the question.

Then he answered it himself. "The strong are born to oppress the weak. The weak are meat for the strong. That's a fundamental law of nature that has never changed through the ages. Snakes eat mice; mantises catch cicadas. It's all the same."

"The reason humans are different is that the strong among humans have their own self-restraint and disdain bullying those weaker than themselves. But that isn't a reason for the weak to provoke the strong. Since she dared provoke me with her words, she had better be prepared to bear the consequences."

"You did speak from a rational standpoint just now, so I answered your question. Right now, I'm talking to her. If you like being the bird that sticks its head out, then the next second, you'll be lying in that corner."

As Lu Ding spoke, he pointed toward the flower bed more than ten meters directly ahead.

The man swallowed.

He had long heard about Lu Ding's domineering ferocity. Corpse-Dissecting Taisui-what a terrifying nickname. Yet the owner of such a nickname was an investigator with Bureau 749.

But all that had only been knowing his name without meeting the man.

Only after witnessing and experiencing it firsthand today did the man realize how watered-down the rumors were.

He wasn't just cruel to monsters and brutal toward enemies. He wouldn't show even the slightest consideration to people on his own side who provoked him.

Still, there wasn't much of an argument to be made. After all, Xiong Lan had been the one talking about him behind his back first, and he had happened to hear it.

The girl hid behind the man and peeked half her head out, stammering in fear as she answered Lu Ding. "I... I understand. I won't dare run my mouth again. I'm sorry. S... sorry, Lu Ding. I apologize."