Start by conquering the world with unlimited job opportunities.

Chapter 42 Cultists, Born Martial Arts Prodigies!

"Rob?"

Fang Qingyu was taken aback.

"Are we going to compete with people from other martial arts schools?"

"no no."

Old Joe's head swayed like a bell.

"I shouldn't have told you this so soon, but since you've chosen to continue down the path of martial arts, you'll have to learn about them sooner or later."

After saying that, Lü Chen handed over a tablet from the side.

Fang Qingyu took the tablet, and a guess suddenly formed in his mind.

Click play.

The video starts off with some shaky camera work, as if it were shot with a handheld device.

The background is an alleyway in the old town late at night, with streetlights flickering due to poor contact, and a thin layer of mist floating on the damp ground.

The man in the hoodie stands with his back to the camera, his right hand hanging down at his side.

Dark liquid was dripping from his fingertips, spreading into tiny bloodstains on the cement floor.

Suddenly, the camera shook violently.

The photographer let out a short scream, and a twisted black shadow suddenly darted out from the edge of the frame.

The thing was barely recognizable as human, but all its limbs were twisted in the opposite direction, and worm-like purplish-red blood vessels protruded from under its rotting skin.

It pounced on the hoodie-wearing man with incredible speed.

"They're here!" the photographer suddenly exclaimed.

The man vanished the instant the demon's claws touched the back of his neck.

It wasn't teleportation; it was more like some kind of refraction.

The reflection of the streetlamp in the puddle suddenly distorted, and the man leaped out of another puddle three meters away, water droplets flying from the hem of his soaked hoodie.

These water droplets condensed into ice needles in mid-air, and with his wave of his hand, they pierced the ghost's brow.

The ghost let out a hissing sound like scraping metal.

The ice needle was swallowed by the black mist two inches in front of its forehead.

But the hooded man had already climbed over the alley wall and appeared behind it, his left hand somehow holding a clump of leaping blue ice.

The angle of this attack was extremely tricky.

The ice pick pierced into the depression in the spine of the ghost.

The monster immediately went limp, like a snake whose bones had been removed.

to here.

The footage was suddenly flooded with bright light.

The video ends.

"This is not movie special effects."

Seeing that Fang Qingyu had finished reading, Old Qiao thoughtfully offered an explanation.

"I know."

Fang Qingyu nodded calmly.

It matched my guess.

In this world, besides martial artists, there are also humans with superpowers.

For example, people like Zhao Feng.

"So, we have to fight these people for our lives?"

After calming his thoughts, Fang Qingyu looked at Old Qiao.

"Correct."

"As you probably already know, for us martial artists, we need to master visualization techniques to be considered to have stepped into the realm of the extraordinary, but these people..."

"Born extraordinary!!"

Fang Qingyu listened and suddenly looked up.

"Born that way!?"

"Yes, it's innate!"

Old Qiao nodded vigorously, affirming Fang Qingyu's words.

"These people are called believers in God."

"Just like us martial arts practitioners, they are also subject to regulation by the regulatory bureau, but they are naturally awesome, so many times, the people in the regulatory bureau will side with them."

Fang Qingyu looked thoughtful.

So what Qin Jiao meant when he said that Song Ming was one of the few who stood on the side of martial artists was this.

"Will they fight if they try to take lives from these ghosts?"

"Yes, that's why all martial arts schools are united and don't fight over their own members. When they encounter a situation where they have to fight with their own followers for lives, they can call for reinforcements immediately."

Old Joe was already used to it and looked completely at ease.

Fang Qingyu's lips twitched as well.

This is ridiculous.
What does "some kind of club" mean?

But judging from this, the martial artist should have a very bad relationship with these believers, right? Was Zhao Feng an accident?
"But we can't afford to cause any serious injury. At most, it's just a contest of strength, and whoever is weaker has to give way."

Old Joe quickly made up his mind.

"clear."

Fang Qingyu understood this without him having to say it.

It's likely they'll really make a splash.

The regulatory authorities will arrive.

Therefore, it's generally the case that the martial artist is in a weaker position, which is why they have no choice but to back down.

"You don't need to worry too much, it's not like we don't have anyone here."

"How to say?"

Fang Qingyu listened attentively.

Today, Old Joe was talking about things he had never heard of before.

Do you know why the Federation hasn't promoted martial arts to the general public?

Old Joe suddenly kept everyone in suspense.

"I don't know."

Fang Qingyu frowned slightly.

"Because those who are naturally suited to martial arts, just like religious believers, are chosen the moment they are born."

"It's just that the threshold for entering martial arts is low, so the Federation has not cut off the path of martial arts. They even spend money to train those who are willing to learn martial arts."

"For example, people like you and us."

Old Joe spoke, his eyes filled with resentment.

This was the first time Fang Qingyu had heard this kind of statement.

It's understandable to say that those believers are born extraordinary; there might be some supernatural phenomena or something.

"How can you tell they're naturally suited for martial arts?"

"Martial talent! People born with a martial talent will not face any barriers to martial arts training from the very beginning, and their training speed will be extremely fast. The path to becoming a martial artist is smooth and easy!"

Old Joe's eyes, which had initially held a look of resentment, were now filled with anticipation.

Who wouldn't want to go straight to the extraordinary?

That kind of power is what all martial arts practitioners pursue.

"Uh"

Fang Qingyu was speechless for a moment.

So, my talent is what martial arts practitioners dream of?

No wonder it works so well.

Old Qiao thought Fang Qingyu was upset, so he turned around and comforted him.

"Although your talent is not comparable to that of martial artists, it is already top-notch among ordinary people. You have the opportunity to break through to become a martial artist, so don't be discouraged."

"clear."

Fang Qingyu took a deep breath and nodded.

Seeing that Fang Qingyu wasn't too affected, Old Qiao nodded in relief and continued speaking.

"After talking about seizing, it's time to kill and run. There's not much to say about killing; it's just a test of combat strength. The main thing is to run."

"What are you running for?"

Fang Qingyu was also curious about this.

Logically, wouldn't it be safe after killing the ghost?

"There are two reasons why we need to move quickly. First, after killing the Fate Ghost, the Fate Bead and the corpse's aura might attract other Fate Ghosts."

"Secondly, if we encounter cultists right after the fight, they might try to steal from us."

"They can still steal things?"

Fang Qingyu couldn't stand it anymore.

To be honest, if they had encountered each other before the fight, it would be understandable to determine who the prey belonged to based on strength.

After fighting, they can still loot; where is the order in this?!
Upon hearing this, Lü Chen suddenly stepped forward and lifted his T-shirt.

Her stomach was wrapped in bandages, one after another.

"You can steal it."

"If it's a ghost from a remote area, the regulatory authorities won't be able to get here quickly. They can just rob it, damage the recording device, and turn black into white."

"This is our current ecosystem."

"Survival of the fittest!"

Old Joe stared intently at Fang Qingyu, trying to discern something from his eyes.

Fang Qingyu did not meet his gaze.

After thinking for a moment, she suddenly looked up at him and asked a question.

"so."

"So we can rob them too?"

(End of this chapter)