Longevity Martial Arts: Starting from Inner Core Skill

Chapter 90: Chapter 91: I Want to Join the ‘Fun’ (Subscribe Request 3/5)

Wang Sheng leapt into the air, his fist force thunderous, striking directly at the Green Flood Dragon Gang member holding the large hammer.

The man holding the hammer sensed someone attacking him.

In an instant, he picked up his large hammer.

“How dare you attack me—”

Before he could finish, a fist had already landed directly on his head.

Boom!

The man holding the hammer was almost instantly knocked to the ground, the ground trembling under the tremendous force, emitting a thunderous noise, as if the earth was shaking.

The ground collapsed several meters due to this terrifying force, cracks spreading outwards like snowflakes, extending dozens of meters, a violent gale lifting up dust and enveloping everyone.

When the dust settled, the man with the hammer was seen vertically embedded in the earth, the soil around him gradually moistening and turning dark red.

Wang Sheng then shook his hand, flicking off the bloodstains.

Although he felt nothing about killing people, especially these beasts, bloodstains on his fists were still rather disgusting.

Fortunately, he had wrapped his entire arm with his Qi Blood Power, otherwise all of it would have stained his hands.

After flicking off the blood from his hand, he turned to Mo Yang.

“Brother Mo, why stop? Continue!”

Mo Yang looked at the bloodstains on Wang Sheng’s mask.

He suddenly realized that this new little brother he had just met, who said his strength was pretty good, was far more formidable than he had imagined!

Is this really okay?

A Seventh-Grade Martial Artist, completely unable to resist and instantly killed.

What kind of strength is that? The higher the rank, the bigger the disparity in strength. This must be at least a Ninth Grade Martial Artist!

The person who had emitted the knife light was dumbfounded; his teammate hiding to “fish” had not even uttered a complete sentence before dying?

A wave of fear rose in his heart, and he slowly stepped backward, knowing full well he was no match.

But since Wang Sheng had already made his move, how could he possibly let the remaining enemies go.

He directly picked up the large hammer from the ground and, seemingly casually, tossed it; the weapon, used by a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist, weighed hundreds of pounds.

Yet when Wang Sheng threw it, it shot out like a cannonball.

Bang!

The hammer made a sonic boom, instantly appearing in front of another Seventh-Grade Martial Artist from the Green Flood Dragon Gang.

This Martial Artist naturally wouldn’t just wait to die—

If he could react in time!

The hammer thrown by Wang Sheng wasn’t something he could react to or block.

Before he could even raise his hand, the hammer had struck his whole body, sending him flying like a torn rag, carving a nearly hundred-meter-long deep ravine in the ground. When he finally stopped, his body went limp, continually oozing blood; one strike had completely destroyed him.

Death couldn’t be clearer!

Mo Yang had initially thought that facing two Seventh-Grade Martial Artists fishing, the best case would be a narrow escape.

Yet in the blink of an eye, these two significant threats were instantly killed.

But indeed, as Wang Sheng said, this was not the time to be dazed.

With the two strongest members of the Green Flood Dragon Gang dead, the rest were no match for them.

Before long, except for a few left alive to interrogate for information, all members of the Green Flood Dragon Gang were killed.

The civilians also gradually escaped, no one paying attention to the incident.

Wang Sheng and Mo Yang’s group didn’t bother with these issues; they had done enough, and the rest was up to the civilians.

But they did look at a few captured members of the Green Flood Dragon Gang, to inquire about news.

Mo Yang’s gang wasn’t short of skilled individuals, including one proficient in interrogation. Wang Sheng knew this person; he had learned during previous conversations that he was from some secret agency, and for him, interrogation was routine.

As the other person went questioning, Mo Yang gathered around Wang Sheng.

They all had just experienced how powerful Wang Sheng was.

He killed a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist in seconds!

Such strength—

“Wang Brother, is this the ‘pretty good’ strength you were talking about?”

Mo Yang and the others didn’t feel awe towards Wang Sheng just because he was powerful; they were the type of people who didn’t change their attitude just because they got familiar—it was actually quite comfortable to be with them.

Of course, they were still quite shocked in their hearts.

Mainly astonished by what was called “pretty good” strength. If this was considered ‘pretty good,’ then what were they, trash?

Wang Sheng smiled and said, “Indeed, it is ‘pretty good’ strength, is there any issue?”

“…”

“Brother Mo, what he said seems to be spot on!”

Mo Yang just wanted to punch the person talking; it was you last time too, right? Why didn’t I realize before that you’re such a flatterer!

But, it seemed like there was indeed no issue!

Mo Yang, along with a bunch of people, nodded subconsciously.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng felt even more that these people were easy to fool; as long as it was someone they trusted, they would believe anything.

“Are you sure this really isn’t a problem?”

Won’t you actually get sold out?

Mo Yang understood what Wang Sheng meant and said, “I can sense malice, so I know Yun Sheng, you have no ill intentions, so there’s no need to worry.”

“…”

Alright then, with this kind of ability, basically, no one could trick him.

Can only say, abilities related to emotions are damn handy.

While waiting for the interrogation results, they all gathered and bragged—well, mostly bragging about Wang Sheng’s strength to the point even Wang Sheng himself felt a bit embarrassed.

But soon he was relieved because the people from Green Flood Dragon Gang had already spilled the information.

“Big Brother Mo, the Green Flood Dragon Gang was planning a sacrifice at the port of Dishui County, scheduled in three days. The three days are meant to assemble people from the other two counties to Dishui County.”

“So, the message we got about the sacrifice today was just about the departure time of people from the two counties?”

“Yes!”

Mo Yang nodded.

“Is there any news about the Evil Flood Dragon?”

The interrogator nodded and said, “Yes, that Evil Flood Dragon not only killed a Ninth Grade Martial Artist but also confronted a Grandmaster, and though the Grandmaster fled in the end, unable to deal with it, it means that the Evil Flood Dragon possesses the strength of a Grandmaster.

Big Brother, rescuing the people of Lushui County would likely be discovered soon, if you still want to act, even rescuing Yong’an County would be highly risky.

So my suggestion is to stop here, Brother, you’ve already done well enough…”

The interrogator actually had no interest in rescuing the civilians, he was just following his big brother’s commands.

Since there might be risks for Big Brother, he naturally didn’t want him to continue.

Mo Yang looked at the people following him and then at Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng immediately said, “Why are you looking at me? This is your decision!”

Mo Yang made up his mind.

“Let’s give up, rescuing one county is already good enough!”

Then he looked at Wang Sheng again and asked, “Wang Brother, where are you planning to go next?”

He thought Wang Sheng would also leave the area of the three counties.

But—

“Me? I’m going to Dishui County, to join in the excitement!”