Half-human, half-ghost, the number one divine fist

"Wait a little longer! He's not dead yet!"

In the midst of the battle, Lin Fusheng heard Gao Hansheng's shout, his eyes turned cold, and his movements became even more ruthless.

With his superb combat intuition and robust blood and qi, supported by the perfected Six Harmonies Fist, he managed to withstand more than a dozen moves from the siege of eight stone skins.

Seeing this, Gao Hansheng's last shred of patience ran out. He realized that Wang Benliu and his men were determined to use someone else to do their dirty work, and since that was the case…

"Since your Tongxin Society has no shame, don't blame me for being ruthless and cleaning house for you!"

Gao Hansheng grinned maliciously, and without further hesitation, his body moved like a cannonball, instantly covering several meters!

With a sudden burst of solidified Qi and blood, the Iron Tendon Realm expert raised his right palm, unleashing a terrifying force capable of splitting rocks and shattering stones, and slammed it down on Lin Fusheng's crown!

This palm strike was as fast as lightning and as fierce as thunder!

It's definitely not something that can be stopped by a stone skin!

Lin Fusheng's expression changed drastically!

The shadow of death instantly enveloped him!

His hair stood on end, and his blood and qi surged wildly at an unprecedented speed. The essence of the Six Harmonies Fist, "internal and external harmony," was pushed to its limit. Without dodging or avoiding, he lowered his waist and sat in a horse stance, twisting his body and turning his hips, pouring all his strength and surging blood and qi into his right fist. He unleashed a powerful "Crushing Fist" that gathered all his essence, qi, and spirit, fiercely meeting the attack from below!

Fist and palm strike!

"Thump—!!!"

An extremely dull, explosive sound erupted!

The shockwave spread rapidly from the two people in the center!

"puff!"

Lin Fusheng was struck as if by a heavy hammer, his whole body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood from his mouth!

He felt as if the bones in his right arm were about to crack, his internal organs were shifting, and his vision was going black.

If the soft armor hadn't absorbed some of the palm strike's force, and if his own powerful qi and blood hadn't withstood most of the impact, this palm strike would have been enough to kill him on the spot!

Even so, he suffered severe internal injuries and fell heavily onto the muddy ground seven or eight zhang away, rolling several times before stopping. He was covered in mud and blood, and his breath was weak, making it difficult for him to get up for a while.

"Now!"

In the distance, Wang Benliu saw Lin Fusheng cough up blood and fly backward, his life hanging in the balance. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he finally let out a low shout!

"Damn it, Lin Fusheng is definitely dead this time! Make your move!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Bao and Zhou Lei, who had been unable to contain themselves any longer, jumped up from under the locust tree together with Wang Benliu!

Three powerful auras of the Iron Tendon Realm surged forth, rushing towards Gao Hansheng, Qian Biao, and the others who were riding high on their momentum after knocking Lin Fusheng away!

"You scum of Jin Yu Lou! Stop your arrogance!"

Wang Benliu shouted angrily, as if they weren't the ones who had just stood by and watched someone die.

At the same time, the Tongxinhui members who were protecting Liu Heishou, along with the people lying in ambush on the outer perimeter, shouted and charged towards Jinyulou Shipi!

A chaotic battle erupted instantly!

Upon seeing this, Qian Biao's face immediately convincingly displayed an expression of "shock and anger," as if he had been ambushed. He anxiously shouted to Gao Hansheng, "Brother, this is bad! An ambush! Three iron bars! We've fallen into a trap! Run!"

Gao Hansheng also feigned a hint of panic, stamping his foot and shouting, "Retreat!"

After saying that, he and Qian Biao turned around without hesitation and fled for their lives along the path leading to the river on the other side of the park, even faster than when they came!

During his escape, Gao Hansheng sneered to himself, carefully took out a small black cloth bag from his pocket, and slightly opened it, releasing a strong, fishy smell.

First, let out a little scent to wake the guy up.

Seeing this, the stone skins of Jin Yu Lou also abandoned their opponents and desperately followed the two leaders in their retreat, leaving behind a mess and scattered corpses.

"Chase them! Don't let them get away!"

Wang Benliu's eyes burned with murderous intent. He took the lead, along with Chen Bao, Zhou Lei, and some elites, and relentlessly pursued Gao and Qian in the direction they had fled.

The opponent has expended a great deal of energy; once caught up, they will surely be killed!

The shouts of battle and the sound of footsteps quickly moved towards the riverbank and faded into the distance.

The Tongxin Society thugs who were protecting Liu Heishou also gave chase.

Liu Heishou was left alone on the spot.

Liu Heishou glanced at Lin Fusheng's 'corpse' on the ground, his expression complex, and walked over.

"Alas, young man, you died for me!"

"Cough cough... You're the one who's dead, help me up."

Lin Fusheng coughed twice and looked up at Liu Heishou who was walking towards him.

"Um?"

Liu Heishou's expression froze, and his scalp tingled.

Who is speaking?

Why does it sound like Lin Fusheng's voice?

"You...you're still alive?"

His voice changed, and he squatted down, unable to believe it.

He had clearly seen Gao Hansheng's iron-tendon palm strike; a Stone Skin early stage cultivator would have been certain to die, yet this kid was still alive.

It should be noted that Lin Fusheng had previously led him on a long escape, fought against eight stone men, and was even ambushed.

How could someone possibly survive a direct hit from an iron bar in such a situation?

Lin Fusheng smirked: "I won't die."

Liu Heishou quickly reached out and carefully helped him up.

Upon touching him, one could feel Lin Fusheng's body trembling slightly, a sign of intense pain and exhaustion, yet his life force, though faint, was exceptionally resilient.

"My God..."

As Liu Heishou supported him, he couldn't help but look him up and down, his eyes almost overflowing with shock. "Boss Lin, how...how did you withstand that? That was real, hard iron palm strike! Anyone else would have been dead by now!"

Having worked as a swindler for many years, he had a keen eye and could tell that Lin Fusheng's injuries were extremely serious, yet he was stubbornly clinging to life, which defied all logic.

"Let's not talk about that now."

Lin Fusheng used the support to steady himself, his chest burning with pain. "Bandage my wound."

He felt that his condition was okay; the internal organ tremors and bone and muscle damage could be recovered, but the many wounds on his body needed to be treated immediately.

The only thing that kept me going was my blood and energy, but now that my blood was constantly being lost, it felt like my life was slipping away too.

Upon hearing this, Liu Heishou quickly tore open his clothes and bandaged him up.

Unbeknownst to them, the relationship between these two strangers had grown much closer.

"Your injuries are quite serious. I'll take you away immediately."

Liu Heishou supported him, his emotions a complex mix.

There was both gratitude and a touch of awe.

This young man not only saved his life, but also displayed incredible vitality; he had never seen anyone like him before.

The two supported each other and staggered out of the park.

After his wound was bandaged, Lin Fusheng caught his breath and asked, "Did Wang Benliu and the others go after them?"

"Hmm," Liu Heishou gestured towards the riverbank, "They've headed towards the riverside road, they're chasing them pretty closely."

"Yanjiang Road?"

Lin Fusheng frowned in pain, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes. "Aren't there several of our Tongxin Association's yarn factories over there?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Hei's hand, which was supporting him, stiffened slightly.

Yup!

How could he not have thought of that?

The area along the riverside road, especially near the No. 7 yarn factory, is an important industrial area of ​​the Tongxin Society. Because it involves large-scale freight and a large number of workers, the society has a strong presence there, with experts stationed there year-round. It is said that there are even powerful figures with "copper bones" or "mercury blood" who are more than iron-willed and patrol the area.

Even if the people from Jin Yu Lou were panicked and didn't know what to do, they shouldn't have gone into this dead end. Wouldn't that have been walking right into a trap?

Something's not right...

The relief on Liu Heishou's face faded, replaced by a grave expression. "Why would they escape that way? Unless... it was intentional?"

He instantly considered several possibilities, then shook his head and sneered, "Forget it, who cares what they're up to! These bastards almost got me killed! If it weren't for you, Boss Lin… Humph! Let them live or die, what do I care!"

This time he was truly heartbroken.

When Hu Tiannan and others were designing the plan, they could not have been unaware that Lin Fusheng would take unplanned actions in order to survive.

Regardless of the method, one's life is in danger.

Hu Tiannan didn't treat him like a human being at all.

Oh well, he couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fusheng nodded silently.

His injuries were serious, and he had no desire to deal with the matter further.

The two continued to move slowly along the deserted street.

Before I knew it, a fine drizzle began to fall from the sky, its coolness hitting my face.

After walking a few steps, as he passed another small open space by the river, Lin Fusheng noticed that a large crowd had gathered around the railing, pointing and gesturing at the river.

Liu Heishou noticed it too, frowned, and tried to pull Lin Fusheng away.

But just then...

Lin Fusheng suddenly stopped, his body jolting almost imperceptibly!

Deep within his mind, the "Casting Method Visualization Diagram" trembled violently without warning!

A longing and attraction originating from the soul emerges.

At the same time, a faint fishy smell entered my nasal cavity.

This taste was familiar to Lin Fusheng.

His heart pounded, and disregarding his pain, he suddenly looked up at the river.

Still some distance away, and obscured by a thin mist and drizzle, one could only vaguely see a large, indistinct, irregular black shadow floating in the middle of the river, like a large patch of duckweed, or perhaps the half-submerged back of something, covering a considerable area, quietly rising and falling gently with the turbid river water.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Heishou noticed something amiss and followed his gaze, also seeing the dark shape. "What's that? It looks like a pile of black seaweed, doesn't it?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Fusheng hoarsely said, "Let's go take a look."

"What?"

Liu Heishou thought he had misheard. "Treatment is the priority! What's so interesting about that piece of junk?"

"Just one look." Lin Fusheng stared intently at the dark figure. "I'll leave after I've looked. I'm stubborn, I want to see it now."

Seeing his unusually serious expression, Liu Heishou sighed helplessly, "Just one glance! Leave immediately after you've looked!"

The two slowly moved to the outer edge of the crowd.

People on the riverbank were discussing the dark shadow in the middle of the river.

"See that? What's that dark thing? It looks like a big fish upside down!"

"Nonsense! What kind of fish can grow that big? It's just a bunch of rotten wood and weeds tangled together!"

"Whatever it is, it won't budge..."

Just then, a boy in the crowd, feeling bored, bent down, picked up a pebble about the size of his fist, weighed it in his hand, and then threw it forcefully at the dark figure!

"Thump!"

The stone landed not far from the edge of the shadow, splashing up small droplets of water.

This action was like flipping a switch.

Seeing this, several idlers nearby also picked up stones and clods of dirt and threw them at the dark figure, competing to see who could throw the most accurately, while hurling insults and curses.

"I hit it! I hit it!"

"How's my skipping stone?"

"That thing definitely isn't alive; if it were, it would have moved long ago!"

One after another, stones and clods of earth fell into the water, some even hitting the shadowy figure directly with dull thuds, like striking rotten leather.

Lin Fusheng stood at the back of the crowd, but his face grew paler and paler, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

It wasn't because of the pain, but because as the stone fell, the vibrations of the imagery in his mind reached an unprecedented frequency, and that attraction frantically urged him to get closer!

At the same time, a feeling of oppression and heaviness also emerged. The surrounding people were still laughing and throwing stones, and the river wind carried a damp, cold, and fishy smell, but Lin Fusheng felt a bone-chilling cold, causing his seriously injured body to tremble slightly.

What exactly is that thing?

He felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe.

Just then—

"ah--!!!"

A shrill female voice, extremely piercing and filled with the fear of children, suddenly rang out!

The sound was abrupt and shrill, piercing the noise along the riverbank.

Lin Fusheng's already extremely tense heartstrings were violently plucked by this scream, and his heart suddenly contracted as if it were being gripped by an icy hand!

He turned around almost instinctively!

The sound came from behind.

Just a dozen steps away, a little girl, about seven or eight years old, wearing a patched floral cotton-padded jacket, stood there blankly, her face pale, her big eyes filled with fear and tears of heartache.

At her feet, a glass jar was smashed to pieces, with pieces of apples, pears, and other fruits mixed with glass shards scattered all over the floor.

It was obvious that she accidentally dropped and broke it, which caused her to let out that out-of-control scream.

It turned out to be just a normal accident.

Lin Fusheng's tense nerves relaxed for a moment.

But my heart was still pounding in my chest, and an inexplicable sense of unease not only didn't lessen, but actually intensified.