Martial Arts Overlord!

No sooner said than done, Lu Jin made no attempt to hold back, and in the blink of an eye, he seized the opportunity while Jin Hu was hallucinating due to his Heavenly Eye.

Inside the elevator car, a sudden gust of wind and waves arose in the enclosed space.

Hurricane Holy Fist.

The perfected Heaven-level martial arts were unleashed without reservation at this moment.

Lu Jin's fists transformed into a sky full of fist shadows, like a hurricane sweeping through, destroying everything in its path.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

As he swung his fists, the turbulence inside the elevator grew increasingly violent, even forming small, dark red tornadoes.

In other words, Lu Jin's strength is not strong enough at this time; if he were strong...

With a single punch, he can create a massive tornado that can destroy the heavens and the earth.

This is the terror of the Hurricane Holy Fist!

Even a speed-based martial art requires reaching a certain speed level in the Body Refining Realm before it can be practiced.

In this world, besides Lu Jin, there are probably only a handful of others like him.

In the blink of an eye, even Lu Jin himself didn't know how many punches he had thrown in that instant.

Dense fist shadows filled every inch of the elevator car, the force of the punches tearing through the air and producing sharp sonic booms.

The elevator was covered in marks from punches; the metal panels were twisted, torn, and dented from the violent force, and the entire car was trembling violently, as if it might fall apart at any moment.

Amidst the hurricane-like fist shadows, Lu Jin's right hand suddenly transformed into an even more ferocious attack.

The True Dragon's Nine Transformations.

One point, nine attacks.

He didn't have the Soul-Suppressing Spear in his hand, but his fists were his best weapon.

The nine forces combined and erupted at the same moment, like a nail, and combined with the rapid attack of the Hurricane Holy Fist, Lu Jin's fist slammed into the Golden Tiger's defense.

At this moment, Jin Hu awoke from his hallucination, and his eyes underwent an astonishing change!

From shock to confusion, and then to fear.

"Waaaaah—!"

"ah---!"

At this moment, he was being beaten by Lu Jin's ferocious attacks and kept groaning. The excruciating pain from his body made him let out a terrible howl, and at the same time, he was in disbelief!

To be on the safe side, he deliberately broke through to the first level of the Yi Jin Jing before making his move, in order to finish the battle quickly and take Lu Jin away to complete the mission.

That organization could save his life and allow him to escape from the overwhelming manhunt!

But now, he simply cannot accept that he is a whole realm higher than Lu Jin.

But at this moment, in this narrow elevator car, he didn't even have the power to fight back.

Those fists landed on him, each one carrying a spiraling force, drilling into his muscles, bones, and internal organs like a hurricane.

He tried to raise his hands to block, but there were too many fists, so many that he didn't know how to block them. In fact, as soon as he raised his hands, he felt countless punches hitting his arms.

Click!

His arm broke, causing him to scream in agony once more. The elevator continued its rapid ascent, and Lu Jin's attack persisted.

"Ora ora ora!"

Lu Jin kept throwing punches, his muscles bulging, his adrenaline surging, and his fists were already stained red with Jin Hu's blood.

ka ka ka-

The sound of bones cracking echoed continuously.

"Puff puff puff puff puff!"

Blood kept gushing from Jin Hu's mouth, exploding into blood flowers amidst the golden fist shadows.

Under Lu Jin's ferocious attacks, his body was like a smashed sandbag, swaying from side to side amidst the rain of punches, only managing to stay upright thanks to the support of the wall.

The elevator's cameras faithfully recorded everything.

At the front desk of the martial arts gym, the young woman on duty suddenly saw the monitor screen. With a thud, her gaze went blank, and the water cup in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.

On the screen, the images inside the elevator car were intermittent due to the violent shaking, but the countless golden fist shadows and splattering blood were chillingly clear.

Her hands trembled as she grabbed the phone and dialed Jiang Zheng's number, her voice trembling with tears: "Master! Master! Lu Jin... Brother Lu Jin is fighting with someone in the elevator! There's so much blood!"

There was a second of silence on the other end of the phone, then Jiang Zheng's voice exploded: "What?!"

"The elevator is still going up, heading to the top floor! I see... Brother Lu Jin is going to beat this guy to death!"

Meanwhile, in the training area for the elite students of the martial arts school.

Jiang Zheng suddenly stood up from his chair, his phone still pressed against his ear. Yan Wenzhi, sitting opposite him, frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Lu Jin is going to kill someone!"

This caused Yan Wenzhi's expression to change instantly.

Even with their powerful martial arts school background, they couldn't protect Lu Jin from openly committing murder.

With current technology, even severely injured individuals can recover using different levels of nutritional fluids.

This is just a matter of money!

But once a person dies, they are completely dead and cannot be brought back to life!

The two rushed out of the office at almost the same time and at top speed.

The news spread like wildfire throughout the martial arts school.

The other elite trainees poured out of the various training areas and sprinted toward the elevator.

Chen Weichong was at the very front.

His face was flushed red, his eyes almost spitting fire, and he roared as he ran:

"Anyone who dares to lay a hand on Brother Lu Jin on our turf! I, Chen Wei, will surely end their life!"

Behind him, Chu Zhen, Wang Qi, Bai Bo, Zhang Ming, Yang Tai and others followed closely, followed by students from the regular class and the elite class, a large, dark mass, their footsteps echoing in the corridor.

Just as everyone rushed to the elevator entrance, the elevator came up.

Ding!

The elevator doors opened.

The sight inside the elevator made everyone hold their breath.

The walls were covered with dense fist marks, and the alloy plates were twisted and turned outwards, as if they had been torn apart from the inside by a giant beast.

The light bulb had long since shattered into pieces, leaving only a few wires swaying overhead, emitting a buzzing electrical sound.

A layer of water mixed with blood had accumulated on the ground, giving it an eerie dark red color in the dim light.

Lu Jin stood in the center of the sedan chair.

His body was still covered with faint golden scales, and his dragon god form was slowly fading away.

His right hand, with its menacing muscles, remained in an uppercut stance, his fist stained with blood.

In front of him, a blood-covered figure was suspended in mid-air.

No, it's not levitation.

It was shot up there.

Jin Hu's head pierced through the top of the elevator car, his neck was stuck at the edge of the hole, his whole body was hanging in mid-air, his legs swayed weakly a few times, and then he completely lost his strength.

Blood flowed from his seven orifices, dripping down his cheeks and spreading a dark stain on the ceiling of the carriage.

His eyes were still open.

Those eyes still held confusion, fear, and regret!

He didn't understand why a strongman like himself, at the first level of the Yi Jin Jing, should have been able to easily defeat a mere kid at the Lian Rou Jing level.

He had planned everything perfectly, intending to end the fight in thirty seconds and take the person away before the martial arts school could react.

The battle indeed ended in thirty seconds.

But it was he who was brought to his own end.

At the same time, he was filled with regret, wishing that his underground boxing gym's boxing slaves hadn't suddenly gone berserk and started killing indiscriminately.

He, Jin Hu, would never have ended up like this.

If given the chance, he would never choose to join the Holy Church again!

The next second, he closed his eyes unwillingly, while Lu Jin also put down his fist, took a deep breath, and felt nothing at all.

Although the creature killed in the Eternal Night Ruins was a fist slave, it was also a human in disguise.

This is the first time I've ever killed someone in real life!

Lu Jin, the drunkard who ambushed him last time, was beaten into a vegetable.

He was killed by a monster.

One breakthrough!

The Crouching Dragon Emerges from the Mountain!

After a few seconds of deathly silence, the museum owner, Jiang Zheng, pushed through the crowd and rushed to the front. When he saw the scene inside the sedan chair, his pupils contracted sharply.

His first reaction was not shock, but fear—he recognized the figure hanging on the top of the carriage. He stared at it for a few seconds and finally recognized it. Wasn't that the clothes of Old Zhou, the water deliveryman?

Did Lu Jin kill Lao Zhou?

Water deliveryman Lao Zhou?

An honest man who has been delivering water to this area for ten years?

"Help! Help!"

Jiang Zheng practically shouted it out, his voice distorted.

"What are you all standing there for! Put him down!"

Several trainees rushed into the elevator in a flurry of activity and hurriedly pulled Jin Hu down from the top of the car.

His body was as limp as a lump of mud, and he landed with a dull thud.

Lu Jin shook the blood off his hands and stepped out of the sedan chair.

His expression was calm, as if he had just done something insignificant. He calmly wiped his bloodied fist and slowly spoke.

"He's dead."

"It's beyond saving."

"He has already said goodnight to this world."

Jiang Zheng opened his mouth, his expression extremely complicated.

He wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he didn't know how to say them.

Murder is a serious matter. No matter the reason, if a martial arts student kills someone inside the martial arts school, it is a huge problem.

But then Lu Jin said his second sentence.

"He is the wanted criminal, Jin Hu."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent again, and everyone stared at Lu Jin with shocked expressions.

But then, everyone's eyes fell on the mangled body on the ground.

Golden Tiger?

That ruthless bandit who stormed into other martial arts schools and kidnapped elite disciples? That dangerous individual wanted by the authorities with a million-dollar bounty on his head?

He's been hiding in the martial arts school all along?

Disguised as a water deliveryman?

Chen Wei was the first to react. He squatted down and got close to the bloodied and mangled face.

After his death, Jin Hu's disguise lost its power, and the honest and simple appearance began to fade, revealing his true face underneath.

Fierce eyebrows, hooked nose, thin lips.

It was the face on the wanted poster.

"It's true!"

Chen Wei stood up abruptly, his voice trembling.

"It really is Jin Hu! Brother Lu Jin killed that wanted criminal Jin Hu!"

Whoosh—!

Clang!

As soon as he said this, the scene erupted in chaos, and Jiang Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief.

the wanted.

That's fine.

He killed him, so he didn't have to bear any legal responsibility, and Lu Jin was even considered a hero.

But when Yan Wenzhi saw Jin Hu's miserable state, his pupils widened instantly, and he grabbed Lu Jin's shoulder, asking in great shock:

"You... you've mastered that martial art?!"

"no."

Lu Jin shook his head, causing Yan Wenzhi to frown again, but the next second, Lu Jin's voice appeared again.

"I've completely mastered it."

At that moment, Yan Wenzhi's jaw dropped to the ground, and he looked at Lu Jin as if he had seen a ghost!

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