I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

It was Zong Shichan.

"……What happened?"

She looked around blankly. In the darkness, she couldn't see anything around her, but she twitched her nose and faintly smelled an ominous odor.

She moved her hands and feet and felt the restraint. She immediately channeled her strength and pulled hard, but the steel cable wrapped around her hands and feet was too tough. She gave up after trying for a while.

Just as Zong Shichan was at a loss for what to do, a fire suddenly broke out.

She suddenly turned her head towards the source of the light and saw a young man with dark circles under his eyes, holding a lit lighter in his hand.

"Yu Yan, you're awake."

The young man spoke softly, looking at Zong Shichan with eyes full of infatuation.

"Look, I've just finished another piece. I've improved my martial arts skills again."

He pointed to the corner next to him.

Zong Shichan looked at his hand and then realized that the young man's fingers... were dripping blood.

Her pupils contracted, and she looked in the direction of the finger, immediately trembling all over.

Zong Shichan had seen the carcasses of sheep with their entire skin peeled off, displayed on market stalls.

At that moment, the things in the corner reminded her of the sheep's carcass.

No, that's not a sheep, it's... a person.

A person whose entire skin has been peeled off.

Its entire body was covered in pink, white, and red, with no skin at all, just various kinds of fleshy fibers that made people want to vomit.

“Look, Yu Yan.”

"I'm so happy to see you 'here', I can't help but want to show you how much I've improved."

The young man chuckled.

Zong Shichan closed his eyes.

"Yu Yan, don't you always praise my cooking skills? Why aren't you looking or saying anything?"

"Oh, it's my fault, I forgot about that..."

The young man reached out and tore off the tape from Zong Shichan's mouth.

"You can speak now, Yu Yan."

Zong Shichan opened her eyes and gave the young man a cold look.

Then, she took a deep breath, circulating her internal energy and concentrating it in her throat.

"--save--"

An extremely loud sound came from her mouth, but she only managed to utter one word before the young man, whose expression changed, reached out and covered her mouth.

"Uh-huh--"

"Yu Yan, what are you doing? This will attract unwanted attention and disturb us."

"I see. You must have just woken up in this world and are still a little disoriented, right...? It's alright, we have plenty of time. Come on, let's go somewhere else..."

The young man with dark circles under his eyes whispered as he reattached the tape to Zong Shichan's mouth.

Then, as if handling a rare treasure, he carefully picked it up, walked out of the warehouse, and then, with a leap, quickly left the Tiger Soul Dojo, scaling walls and leaping across rooftops.

Zong Shichan looked anxious.

How to do? !

……

Where is Senior Brother Zhang?

In the banquet hall, the disciples of the Golden Wind Dojo sat around a table. Chen Wenyan frowned and spoke.

"I don't know, he disappeared in the blink of an eye... Maybe he went to the bathroom?"

Su Bijing said casually.

Chen Wenyan had a bad feeling about it.

At this moment, all the highly skilled martial artists in the banquet hall, whose hearing was exceptionally sharp and who had mastered internal organs, noticed a strange sound.

At the main table in the center, Zong Jinkui, who was chatting with Xue Jing, suddenly changed his expression, slammed his hand on the table, and stood up abruptly.

"It's the sound of cicadas!"

"problem occurs!"

"Quick, go find it!"

He gave the order urgently, and all the disciples around him immediately responded and dispersed.

Immediately, Zong Jinkui disregarded any polite words and unleashed his full power, smashing through the wall with a loud bang as he rushed towards the source of the sound.

Seeing this, the guests present looked at each other in bewilderment.

"what happened?"

With his exceptional skills and keen hearing, Xue Jing also heard the sound. He narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then whispered to Meng Qingjiao, who was devouring the food beside him:

"Senior sister, something's not right. I'm going to go check it out."

Meng Qingjiao's mouth was stuffed full. Seeing Xue Jing disappear in a flash after he finished speaking, she blinked, reached out and grabbed two large chicken legs from a plate of roast chicken, stood up, and followed behind Xue Jing.

……

The sound originated from a secluded warehouse.

Xue Jing walked through the warehouse, his eyes burning with black flames, the pitch-black environment doing nothing to obstruct his vision.

At this time, Zong Jinkui and other disciples of the Tiger Soul Dojo had already come here, but they couldn't find the person, so they left in a hurry to look for him elsewhere.

"Interesting... The skinner? What a coincidence."

He looked at the skinless corpse in the corner and muttered to himself.

After thinking for a moment, he closed his eyes.

As he began to visualize, every detail of his surroundings was reflected in his mind, appearing in perfect clarity.

In the space of consciousness, the scene that had just occurred began to be simulated and manifested based on all the details.

A disciple of the Tiger Soul Dojo was standing outside the warehouse door, yawning listlessly.

Immediately afterwards, a man who was about 1.8 meters tall, carrying something, came over and casually swung his hand like a knife...

As more and more details accumulate in the mind, the visualized scene gradually becomes complete.

Xue Jing opened his eyes, walked out of the warehouse, looked around, and then sped off in one direction.

If the young man with dark circles under his eyes had seen this scene, he would have been surprised to find that Xue Jing's footsteps and all his movements were exactly the same as his own, without the slightest difference.

……

More than half an hour later.

The young man, carrying Zong Shichan, sped through the city discreetly and quickly, and before he knew it, he had arrived in the South District from the East District.

"We're almost there, Yu Yan."

He lowered his head and spoke gently.

Zong Shichan's mouth was sealed by footsteps, and he couldn't speak. Only his eyes gradually turned desperate, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

'Someone... can save me...'

'Grandpa... Xue Jing...'

'Help me...'

The little girl was crying out in her heart.

At this time.

Beyond the pitch-black night.

A colorful firework, like a shooting star, streaked across the sky with a long trail of flame.

At that moment, all the passersby looked up and marveled at the beauty of the fireworks.

At that moment, the young man with dark circles under his eyes was caught off guard, his most precious treasure was taken away, and his eyes were bloodshot with rage.

At that moment, the little girl, saved by the colorful shooting star and held in his arms, stared blankly at the pair of silver-white eyes she had longed for day and night.

The flames stretched across the night sky, lingering for a long time.

This scene was etched into the young mind of Zong Shichan, forever.

"...To think you were kidnapped by such a pervert, I hope you can forget this experience as soon as possible and not let it leave a shadow, otherwise it will be difficult for you to achieve great things in martial arts in the future."

Xue Jing smiled, reached out and tore off the tape from the little girl's mouth, then casually wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Zong Shichan's face turned bright red, and his heart pounded wildly, almost as if it was about to leap out of his throat at any moment.

This...who could forget?!

……

(I fell asleep while writing... Since the update is already late, I'll try to write as much as possible...)

Chapter 186 Xue Jing VS All the Disciples of Jin Feng Dojo: Instant Overwhelming, Flame-Fire Burning Wheel! (4K)

On the rooftop of a building more than twenty stories high.

Xue Jing held Zong Shichan in his arms, placed her upright on the ground with her feet on the ground, and then glanced at the steel cables binding her hands and feet.

He made a palm-blade shape with his right hand, channeling his energy. Amidst the roar of a dragon, pale golden, extremely powerful dragon energy coiled around his palm as he slashed at the little girl.

"Chong-"

The steel cables binding his hands and feet snapped instantly.