The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

A black SUV was parked at the entrance of the West District Shura Cage.

The area has been cleaned up by Lei Hu's men, and a faint smell of disinfectant still lingers in the air.

As soon as Jiang Chen got out of the car, Lei Hu came up to him, sweating profusely.

"Master Jiang, you've finally arrived!"

"That policewoman... is not in good condition."

Tang Tang followed behind Jiang Chen, peeking her head out.

"Big brother, is Sister Xiao alright?"

"She was injured while catching bad guys."

Jiang Chen didn't say anything and walked straight inside.

The underground medical room in the Shura Cage, which was originally a place to treat the boxers' wounds, has now been emptied.

In the center of the room stood a huge white marble bed, which Lei Hu had brought out from his own collection.

Xiao Ruoye was lying on it.

Her combat uniform was soaked with sweat and clung tightly to her body.

Beneath the skin, there was a faint metallic sheen moving about.

The air in the room was as sharp as a knife.

Fine scratches appeared out of nowhere on the wall, as if it had been cut by countless invisible blades.

"Bang."

A metal shelf next to it suddenly broke in the middle, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

Sang Biao, who was guarding the door, suddenly collapsed to the ground.

He pointed into the room, his lips pale.

"A ghost...a ghost..."

"This fucking thing... the wall just cracked open by itself!"

Sang Biao had spent half his life on the streets, braving dangers and peril, but the scene before him completely overturned his understanding.

This is no longer within the scope of fighting and killing.

Lei Hu was also horrified, but he managed to stand there.

"Master Jiang, what... what exactly is going on?"

Jiang Chen walked to the jade bed and glanced at it.

"The Geng metal constitution has completely spiraled out of control."

"If she had arrived half an hour later, she would have cut herself into pieces."

Without saying another word, he reached out to unbutton Xiao Ruoye's shirt.

"Master Jiang, this..." Lei Hu hesitated for a moment.

"Get out."

Jiang Chen didn't even turn his head.

Lei Hu and Sang Biao felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and they scrambled out of the medical room, closing the door behind them.

Tangtang curiously came closer.

"Big brother, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Chen took off Xiao Ruoye's top and turned her body over.

His smooth back was covered with crisscrossing scars, including knife wounds and marks from shrapnel.

"Save people."

Jiang Chen took out a needle box from his pocket, and nine silver needles were lined up at his fingertips.

He pointed his fingers like a sword, channeling his inner energy.

The nine silver needles hummed, and a faint golden dragon aura appeared on their tips.

"go."

With a soft shout, nine silver needles flew out of his hand, transforming into nine golden rays that accurately landed on nine major acupoints on Xiao Ruoye's back.

The needle tip trembled slightly, emitting a sound like a dragon's roar.

Jiang Chen extended his right hand and placed it lightly on Xiao Ruoye's back.

The pure Yang energy, free from all conflicting forces, flowed gently into the silver needles like a warm stream.

"Well……"

Xiao Ruoye let out a painful groan.

The rampant Geng metal energy within her body seemed to have found an outlet, and it surged wildly towards Jiang Chen's true energy.

Two completely different forces were fighting within her.

The air pressure in the medical room was getting lower and lower.

Tangtang felt short of breath and had to retreat to the doorway.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Within Xiao Ruoye's body, the Geng metal energy that had been causing chaos began to gather under the guidance of Jiang Chen's dragon energy.

They no longer attacked Xiao Ruoye's own meridians.

Instead, it twisted together and condensed into a three-foot-long golden sword of energy above her head.

The sword was completely transparent, with golden arcs of electricity flowing along its blade.

The sword tip pointed straight at the ceiling.

"Boom!"

Outside, a thunderclap suddenly resounded in the clear night sky of Haicheng.

Dark clouds gathered from all directions, shrouding the sky above the Shura Cage.

Electricity crackled and danced in the clouds.

A sharp aura that made all martial artists tremble rose from the Asura Cage.

Various places in Haicheng.

The martial arts masters who were meditating and the patriarchs of powerful families who were in seclusion all opened their eyes and stared in horror toward the west district.

"Is this... someone breaking their mirror?"

"No, this aura... it's too domineering, it's practically threatening to shatter the heavens!"

Inside the medical room.

Jiang Chen increased the output of his true energy.

The golden sword of energy suspended in the air became increasingly solid.

Xiao Ruoye suddenly opened her eyes.

Her eyes had now turned a pure gold, without a trace of impurity.

She could feel an unprecedented power surging through her limbs and bones.

It was as if she could tear everything in the room to shreds with a single thought.

"receive."

Jiang Chen gave a low shout and pressed his palm down sharply.

The golden sword let out a reluctant cry, then transformed into thousands of golden streaks of light and disappeared back into Xiao Ruoye's body.

The sharp atmosphere in the room dissipated.

Jiang Chen withdrew his hand, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Xiao Ruoye also sat up from the jade bed, her golden pupils slowly returning to their normal color.

She looked down at her hands and clenched her fists.

A soft popping sound was heard in the air.

She looked up at Jiang Chen, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Thanks."

Jiang Chen casually removed the silver needles from her back.

"You owe me another life."

"The metal element in your body has only been temporarily cleared and smoothed out; it has not been eradicated."

He looked into Xiao Ruoye's eyes, his tone indifferent.

There is only one way to completely control this power.

Xiao Ruoye's cheeks felt a little hot.

She knew what Jiang Chen was talking about.

"I...I'll think about it some more."

Jiang Chen remained noncommittal and simply tossed the clothes over to her.

"what ever."

He turned around, opened the door, and went out.

The main hall of the Shura Cage was brightly lit.

Lei Hu and Sang Biao stood at the very front.

Behind them were the heads of all the branches in the West District, kneeling in a dense, dark mass.

Upon seeing Jiang Chen emerge, Lei Hu and Sang Biao immediately knelt on one knee.

"Master Jiang!"

Lei Hu held several thick ledgers and land deeds in his hands.

"All of the Haicheng Martial Arts Association's assets have been fully inventoried."

"From this day forward, the entire Haicheng underworld will follow Master Jiang's lead!"

Sang Biao also shouted at the top of his lungs.

"We hereby acknowledge Lord Jiang as our king!"

Hundreds of people behind him shouted in unison.

"We acknowledge Lord Jiang as our king!"

The sound was deafening, shaking the entire hall.

Jiang Chen walked to the tiger-skin chair in the center of the hall and sat down.

He didn't even glance at the account books.

He simply played with Tangtang's smooth, long purple hair and spoke to the girl beside him.

"Did you hear me?"

"From now on, you'll be in charge of Haicheng."