Looking at the corpses strewn across the field in the distance and the faint crimson hue in the air, even the horses were neighing wildly, refusing to go any further.

"What exactly happened?"

One of the bodyguards murmured.

Unfortunately, no one could answer him.

Just then, Meng Li's figure moved slightly.

Wang Ren felt his body sway, and he was suddenly pulled several meters away.

Looking at Meng Li beside him, he looked somewhat bewildered.

But the next second.

Boom!

A stick flew out of nowhere and stuck straight into the ground, instantly cracking the earth's surface with jagged fissures.

"You can leave now, but if you don't want to die, go somewhere far away."

Meng Li turned her head and said as she watched the figure slowly approaching.

I don’t know if it’s a characteristic of martial arts in this world, but this burly man who walked over was taller than the old man guarding the gate of Xiaohan Temple. He was probably about 2.4 or 2.5 meters tall.

His eyes were lifeless, his muscles were bulging, and his eyes were completely surrounded by muscles, making him look like a walking mountain of muscles.

"Cleaning..."

He mumbled incoherently, but his voice noticeably grew louder the moment he saw Meng Li and his group.

As if his body had been activated, he suddenly stepped forward, easily lifting the stick stuck in the ground, and then slashed forward with it.

"The Madman is finished!"

"We're all going to die here."

Looking at the burly men charging towards him, Wang Ren's face showed despair.

The Mad Demon Stick's legacy is said to be extraordinary. Before it was fully transformed, the Forbidden Martial Arts Division had to send a team to deal with it. Now that it has been completely transformed, let alone just a few of them, even if the number were ten times greater, they would still be doomed.

When martial artists transform into living dead, their strength becomes something ordinary people can't compete with; it's a qualitative difference.

It was accompanied by a loud roar.

"How is that possible?"

Not feeling the expected pain, Wang Ren opened his eyes and stared blankly at the scene before him.

The seemingly earth-shattering attack was actually blocked.

With just one hand, Meng Li held it as easily and comfortably as if she were grasping a tree branch.

"Strength is at least 10 or higher... Is the difference really that big?"

Thinking about the old gatekeeper's performance, Meng Li unconsciously made a comparison.

Martial arts are graded, and Wang Ren is just an ordinary person, so he naturally can't explain these things clearly.

But there is no doubt that the closer the martial arts learned are to the Heavenly Book, the stronger they will be after perfect transformation.

While the Mad Demon Stick in front of him wasn't some common monster, Meng Li considered it at most an elite monster.

If he were in the previous world, Meng Li might have had to put in more effort, but now, to Meng Li, he was just a slightly larger ant.

"Run! If you don't run now, it will be too late!"

Meng Li could sense that there was more than one powerful aura within the city, some of which even made him feel a sense of crisis.

"Yes, thank you for saving me, sir."

Wang Ren took a step back and suddenly kowtowed on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up and looked at his companions around him.

"Two people and one horse, take the food and leave; the goods are unnecessary!"

At this critical juncture of life and death, Wang Ren acted with remarkable decisiveness.

At this moment, Meng Li's attention was no longer on him.

The other party provided him with information, and he was already doing his best to help them out; as for becoming their nanny, that was out of the question.

Whether they survive or not is up to them now.

At this moment, his attention was focused on the madman in front of him.

The opponent was indeed mentally unstable. Now that Meng Li had the weapon in his grasp, instead of trying to abandon the stick and attack with his bare hands, he was constantly trying to wrest the stick back.

"I'm in a hurry to see the grand opera, so I'll send you to your death now."

After saying that, Meng Li exerted a little force.

With a powerful force, the muscular man staggered, and with a forced movement of his hands, the stick was already in Meng Li's hands.

Meng Li did not give him another chance to attack.

boom!

With a single swing of the staff, the infamous Madman's Staff was instantly and irrevocably dead.

Meng Li was unfamiliar with staff techniques, but his great strength produced miraculous results.

Now that he has the long staff in his hand, he can break through all techniques with a single blow!

"Defeat the Mad Demon Stick and earn 100 points."

Physical Fitness +0.8

The system notification tone sounded at the appropriate time.

"So, it's just the lowest-level target after all?"

He has recently made progress in his research on the system during his spare time.

He discovered that although the system lacked sentience, it seemed to possess the most basic artificial intelligence.

After he tentatively asked if he could receive the corresponding reward directly after killing the target, instead of having to wait for the task to be completed before receiving the reward, it actually optimized the process.

This also earned him the corresponding reward after killing the Mad Demon Stick.

"It's becoming more and more like a game."

Meng Li sighed.

What can I do with system points?

He asked himself silently.

"System points have a unique function in each world. In this world, system points can be used to eliminate the cost of martial arts."

"Basic prices: 100 points for rudimentary martial arts, 1000 points for ordinary martial arts, 10000 points for true martial arts, and 100000 points for celestial martial arts."

Prices may vary depending on the martial arts style used.

"So what kind of martial art does this belong to?"

Unlike the old gatekeeper, Mad Demon Stick actually carried a martial arts manual called "Ape Demon Mighty Stick".

"A basic martial art requires 1300 points."

Hearing this, Meng Li was so angry she laughed.

"So killing him only gives me 100, but studying requires 1300?"

Although he knew that the system's prices were entirely determined by the system's mood, he didn't expect the other party to be so greedy.

The system did not respond further.

"Whatever, it's someone else's headache anyway."

Meng Li casually stuffed the martial arts manual into her clothes.

Compared to system tasks, he mainly improves himself through talent; martial arts are just icing on the cake.

Moreover, given his strength, obtaining enough points wouldn't be too difficult for him.

His gaze turned toward Qingwu City.

There, various auras mingle, indicating that there should be many mission targets there.

Holding the stick, Meng Li took a step and disappeared from the sight of the escort agency and the others in the blink of an eye.

Meng Li didn't know what Qingwu City was like before.

But the Qingwu City that appeared before him now gave him the feeling of having experienced the Three Massacres of Jiading.

Most of the buildings in the city were just ruins, and there were few intact corpses to be seen along the way, with countless severed limbs.

Meng Li dislikes killing.

For him, killing was merely a means, not an end.

Therefore, he often kills people who can bring him benefits or who displease him.

But what fell before them were just ordinary civilians.

This tragic scene actually made even a villain like Meng Li feel like he had become a messenger of justice.

"Oh."

It's true that people can laugh when they're speechless.

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