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Chapter 42: Chapter 42: Kill a Person with One Punch!
"Luo Cheng of the Luo Family! How dare you come here!"
"You’re courting death! Kill him!"
"Ah!"
As soon as Luo Cheng stepped into the Lin Family’s market, it was like a sheep walking into a tiger’s den. The surrounding Lin Family members surged toward him, launching an attack.
Luo Cheng showed no mercy. Any member of the Lin Family who approached was killed with a single punch. In just moments, more than ten people had fallen at his hands!
This time, Luo Cheng was truly furious.
Even if the Lin Family refused to give up the North City Market, his initial plan was merely to have Luo Yao intervene and pressure them into retreating.
But the Lin Family had sent assassins to kill him!
If it weren’t for his good luck, he might already be dead!
Gratitude will be repaid with gratitude, grudges will be repaid with vengeance!
Since they wanted to end his life, Luo Cheng would show no mercy in return!
Bang!
Another member of the Lin Family, too slow to escape, had his chest punched in by Luo Cheng. He collapsed, vomiting blood, and died on the spot.
Luo Cheng turned to kill another, but the target, as if seeing a lifeline, ran frantically toward a nearby restaurant:
"Young Master Yuliang, save me!"
"Think you can run?"
Luo Cheng pushed off with his foot, his figure accelerating abruptly, and a punch landed squarely on the fleeing man’s back.
Thud!
The Lin Family member spat a mouthful of blood and was flung forward, crashing heavily in front of the restaurant, his body limp and lifeless in an instant.
At that moment, a young man emerged from the restaurant.
He was seventeen or eighteen, clad in a black combat suit, his expression austere, his narrow eyes sharp. A long sword hung at his waist, and his presence was cold and menacing.
"It’s the Lin Family’s prodigy, Lin Yuliang!"
Someone recognized his identity.
"Lin Yuliang! I thought he’d joined the Purple Cloud Sect to cultivate. Why is he back?"
"With everything happening to the Lin Family—the loss at the Hunting Festival and surrender of the North City Market—how could he not return?"
"Luo Cheng is in danger now! Lin Yuliang has reached the Second Layer of the Transcendence Realm and has been training in the Purple Cloud Sect. Who knows how strong he is now!"
Seeing Lin Yuliang appear, the crowd assumed that the killing spree was about to end.
Lin Yuliang stepped out, his gaze sweeping over the corpse on the ground before narrowing to a slit. His icy eyes locked onto Luo Cheng.
"So you’re Luo Cheng of the Luo Family?"
Luo Cheng replied calmly, "That’s right."
Lin Yuliang’s chilling expression deepened, his tone equally cold: "To commit murder in my presence—you are brazen! Unfortunately, brazen men never live long. I’m going to sever your head and hang it at the entrance of the North City Market as a warning to others."
Luo Cheng responded indifferently, "Oh? Let’s see if you have the strength to back up your words."
Anger flickered in Lin Yuliang’s eyes, and he sneered ominously: "Just because you gained a little fame at the Hunting Festival, you think you’re invincible? Do you even realize how vast the world outside is? Your petty strength is nothing but a joke!"
"A frog in a well. I’ll kill you with one strike!"
As the words fell, Lin Yuliang’s figure blurred, darting toward Luo Cheng like lightning. His left palm, shaped into a blade, sliced through the air with furious force, aiming straight for Luo Cheng’s head.
Those nearby widened their eyes, assuming Luo Cheng’s head would be crushed by this single strike.
Standing his ground, Luo Cheng pooled his energy into a single punch, unleashing it with ferocity.
Bang!
A fist collided violently with a palm.
Crack!
The sound of bones fracturing echoed as Lin Yuliang let out a muffled grunt, his body stumbling backward.
His left hand—its five fingers grotesquely twisted and broken—dripped with blood.
The onlookers were dumbfounded. No one had anticipated that Lin Yuliang would be blasted back by Luo Cheng’s punch!
Cradling his injured hand, Lin Yuliang stared at Luo Cheng in shock, blurting out, "Y-you... how are you so strong?"
It was clear to him that Luo Cheng also only possessed Essence Energy fused into bone, making him a Second Layer Transcendence Realm martial artist.
Yet the force behind that punch completely overwhelmed him!
This was unimaginable!
Luo Cheng cast a cold glance at Lin Yuliang, his expression unchanged. "Surprised? Seems like the frog in the well is you."
"I’ll kill you!"
Lin Yuliang roared in fury, veins bulging on his forehead. With a sharp clang, he unsheathed his sword and summoned his Martial Soul.
A Five-star flying beast Martial Soul emerged!
"Purple Cloud Flowing Light!"
With a cold shout, Lin Yuliang lunged at Luo Cheng, the sword light like lightning, aiming directly at Luo Cheng’s chest.
Luo Cheng’s pupils contracted as he channeled Essence Energy and threw a punch directly toward the sword’s edge.
Clang!
The sword trembled violently, nearly flying out of Lin Yuliang’s grip. Stunned, he clenched his teeth and focused all his strength into another heavy diagonal slash.
"Purple Cloud Extreme Return!"
Swish!
The icy blade swung down, slicing toward Luo Cheng’s neck.
Luo Cheng’s eyes grew sharp as an overwhelming aura erupted from his body.
"Shaking Mountain!"
Bang!
His punch struck the sword’s edge, sending the weapon flying from Lin Yuliang’s hands.
"What!"
Lin Yuliang was beside himself, horrified. Luo Cheng’s strength was far beyond his understanding. His right hand felt scorched with pain, and even his bones were fractured from the vibrations!
But Luo Cheng didn’t stop. He followed through with a left-handed punch that smashed into Lin Yuliang’s chest.
Lin Yuliang let out a wretched scream, spitting a mouthful of blood as his body flew backward like a meteor, creating cracks in the ground where he landed.
Gasp!
The crowd collectively sucked in a breath.
Just two punches, and Lin Yuliang lay gravely injured, unable to stand!
Lin Yuliang was a Second Layer Transcendence Realm martial artist, and a disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect!
It was common knowledge that sect disciples were generally stronger than ordinary martial artists of the same level!
Even so, Lin Yuliang had lost—and lost completely, without any ability to fight back!
For a moment, the crowd stared at Luo Cheng as if he were a monster.
"Impossible..." Lin Yuliang muttered to himself, unable to accept his defeat.
Luo Cheng glanced down at his arm, spotting a shallow slash mark.
Although Transcendence Realm martial artists were immune to regular blades, the same didn’t apply when the opponent was also at the Transcendence Realm.
Picking up the fallen sword, Luo Cheng began walking toward Lin Yuliang step by step.
Lin Yuliang’s face darkened. "What are you doing?"
Luo Cheng gave him a cold look. "Killing you, of course."
Lin Yuliang’s eyes widened in shock, his pale face breaking into a sinister sneer as he hissed a threat:
"You wouldn’t dare! If you kill me, you’ll never leave the North City Market alive! My master won’t let you go!"
As the Lin Family’s top genius and a disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, Lin Yuliang didn’t believe Luo Cheng had the courage to kill him in public.
Luo Cheng chuckled icily. "Your Lin Family sent assassins after me. Do you think I’d let you walk free?"
Feeling the murderous intent emanating from Luo Cheng, Lin Yuliang began to panic. He shouted in desperation, "I-I admit defeat! Don’t kill me!"
But Luo Cheng remained unmoved, raising the long sword.
"Stop!"
A thunderous voice erupted from the far end of the street.
A group of Lin Family members charged forward, stirring up clouds of dust.
At their head was a middle-aged man. Upon seeing Luo Cheng about to execute Lin Yuliang, he roared with fury:
"You bastard! If you kill him, I’ll make your life a living hell!"
Seeing the man, Lin Yuliang felt a glimmer of hope and shouted joyously: "Father, save me! Kill this brat..."
The middle-aged man was Lin Yuliang’s father, Lin Qianfeng, the Second Family Head of the Lin Family!
Luo Cheng remained indifferent, swinging the sword down.
Slash!
The blade flashed, and Lin Yuliang’s voice stopped abruptly as his head rolled to the side, his eyes wide open in disbelief.
"Noooooooo!"
Lin Qianfeng’s eyes turned bloodshot as he glared at Luo Cheng, his rage overpowering:
"You little bastard, I’ll tear you apart piece by piece!"
Bang!
With a roar, Lin Qianfeng instantly closed in on Luo Cheng, his fingers radiating a fierce green claw force as he struck at Luo Cheng’s head!
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