Martial Arts Overlord!

At this moment, Yan Wenzhi's mouth opened and closed repeatedly, unable to close for a long time.

Those usually calm eyes were now trembling violently, and the way they looked at Lu Jin was as if they were looking at a monster.

Heaven-level martial arts.

A few hours.

Completely understand it.

Each of these three words is astonishing on its own, but when put together, they are simply a fantasy.

Yan Wenzhi has been working at the inner city branch for so many years and has seen countless brilliant geniuses.

Zhao Wen of the Inner City Martial Arts School broke through from the third to the fourth level of the Flesh Training Realm in just half a month, which was already considered a record in the Inner City in the past three years.

Compared to Lu Jin, that record is like children playing house.

The Hurricane Fist has been displayed at the Inner City branch for so long, it's not like no one has tried it.

At least seven or eight students who considered themselves exceptionally talented forced themselves to practice. The fastest lasted three days, and the slowest lasted five days, but in the end, they all gave up in disgrace.

It's not that they didn't try hard enough, but that this Heaven-level martial art has an abnormally demanding requirement for speed.

Reaching that speed within the training grounds is simply impossible.

But Lu Jin did it.

Not only did he do it, but he also perfected it within a few hours.

Yan Wenzhi took a deep breath and looked at Lu Jin with the eyes of someone who was getting to know him anew.

He suddenly realized that his previous assessment of Lu Jin had been too conservative.

The statements that "he will definitely have a place in the future of martial arts" and "he will definitely make a name for himself after entering the inner city branch" now seem like insults to Lu Jin.

This young man's talent goes beyond what the word "genius" can describe.

A demon? A monster?

That's not enough.

This is an entity capable of rewriting the rules of martial arts.

Yan Wenzhi's mind was working very fast.

Someone like Lu Jin, as long as he doesn't die prematurely, his future achievements are absolutely limitless.

invest.

Investment is necessary.

If we don't cultivate a good relationship now, it will be too late once Lu Jin has truly matured and we try to get close to him.

Yan Wenzhi acted decisively, stepped forward, and said to Lu Jin in a low voice, "Brother Lu Jin, if you ever need anything in the future, just come to me."

His tone was more sincere than ever before, even carrying a hint of eagerness that he himself didn't realize: "As long as it's within my power, I will definitely help."

Lu Jin glanced at him and smiled; he did indeed need Yan Wenzhi's help with something.

Immediately, Lu Jin pointed to the bloodied and mangled corpse on the ground. Jin Hu's disguise had mostly disappeared, revealing his fierce true face underneath.

Fresh blood was still slowly seeping from the seven orifices, pooling into a small pool of dark red liquid on the ground.

"Brother Wen," Lu Jin's voice was unhurried, "wouldn't killing this wanted criminal count as making a huge contribution to the martial arts school?"

Yan Wenzhi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening.

He practically blurted out, "Yes! Of course it counts!"

Who is Jin Hu?

A dangerous individual wanted by the authorities, a member of the Holy Spirit cult.

This person infiltrated a branch of the Tianlong Martial Arts Academy, posing as a water deliveryman, with the aim of harming the academy's talented students.

If we don't expose him, who knows how many more students will suffer.

Lu Jin not only saw through his disguise, but also single-handedly killed him in the elevator.

If this doesn't count as a huge contribution, then what does?

Yan Wenzhi's eyes lit up; he instantly understood what Lu Jin wanted to ask: "You mean...?"

"The Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Technique)." Lu Jin stated his purpose directly, "Could you have the inner city martial arts school teach it to me ahead of schedule?"

Yan Wenzhi patted Lu Jin's shoulder forcefully without hesitation: "Leave this to me. I'll report to Master He of the Inner City Martial Arts School right now."

His tone was filled with barely suppressed excitement: "Brother Lu Jin, to tell you the truth, with the talent you've shown, breaking through to the fourth level of the Dragon Elephant Realm in just a few days, mastering the Hurricane Holy Fist to perfection in a few hours, and even single-handedly killing a bandit at the first level of the Tendon Transformation Realm. Any one of these things alone would be astonishing enough, and you've put them all together."

"If Master He finds out, forget about the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Technique), you might even be able to skip the selection trials of the eight major regions and be directly recruited into the inner city martial arts school!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin's eyes flickered.

No need to participate in the selection process, just go directly into the inner city?

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Chen Wei in the crowd.

The idiot was still squatting next to Jin Hu's corpse, his eyes wide open, his mouth agape in an "O" shape, completely motionless as if he had been frozen in place.

He was the first to rush up and confirm Jin Hu's identity, and he's still in a daze.

Looking at his dazed expression, Lu Jin couldn't help but smile slightly.

Having lived in this world for so long, he has met many people, but Chen Wei is the only one he can truly call a friend.

This idiot is indeed a bit slow-witted, his brain works slowly, and his talent is only average. He's been practicing for a long time but is still stuck in the first stage of flesh training.

But he treated Lu Jin quite well, giving him the golden silk armor without hesitation and taking 200,000 without batting an eye.

His parents transferred the money to him without hesitation when they heard that Lu Jin needed it.

Lu Jin kept this kindness in his heart.

He had promised Chen Wei that he would take him to the inner city if he had the chance.

Now is the chance.

Lu Jin withdrew his gaze and looked at Yan Wenzhi, lowering his voice slightly: "Brother Yan, I have a question for you."

"you say."

"If I'm directly selected to enter the inner city, could Chen Wei take the spot that would be vacant?"

Yan Wenzhi's expression froze.

He glanced at Lu Jin, then at Chen Wei, who was still in a daze, and a troubled look appeared on his face.

"Brother Lu Jin, about this matter..." He carefully chose his words, "The problem is, you don't have any extra spots right now."

Lu Jin frowned slightly.

Yan Wenzhi explained, "Think about it, even if Master He agrees to specially recruit you into the inner city, that's your personal matter. You're occupying a special recruitment spot, not a selection spot. What you're freeing up isn't a spot in the traditional sense, but rather the possibility that 'if you participated in the selection, you would get into the top three.' These are not the same thing."

He paused, then continued, "Unless you participate in the selection process first, genuinely secure a top-three finish, and then the Inner City Martial Arts Academy agrees to let you transfer your spot to Chen Wei, then the operation would be compliant. But even then, it requires special approval from the Inner City Martial Arts Academy; it's not something I can decide on my own."

Lu Jin was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Understood."

Yan Wenzhi looked at him, then at Chen Wei, hesitated for a moment, and finally added, "But don't worry, I will also help you apply to Master He. I know Chen Wei; although his talent isn't top-notch, his character is impeccable, and he's been very loyal to you. I will try my best to get it done."

"Thank you, Brother Yan."

"Don't mention it." Yan Wenzhi waved his hand, then took out his phone from his pocket, becoming excited. "Wait here, I'll call Master He right away."

He walked to the side and dialed a number.

The moment the call connected, Yan Wenzhi's voice rose a octave: "Master! It's me, Yan Wenzhi! I need to talk to you about something, please have a seat!"

Meanwhile, the martial arts school was in complete chaos.

Jin Hu's body was still lying on the ground, surrounded by students in circles, their discussions rising and falling, never stopping.

"Holy crap, it really is Jin Hu! I've seen the wanted poster, that's his face!"

"He's been delivering water to our martial arts gym? I even had him change my water bucket the day before yesterday!"

"It's terrifying to think about, brothers. A ruthless bandit at the Yi Jin Realm level is roaming right under our noses every day, and nobody has noticed."

"How do you think he disguised himself? His face looks exactly like the real one. I've looked at it for ten years and I still can't tell the difference."

"Luckily, Brother Lu Jin discovered it, otherwise, we might have been ambushed from behind one day."

"Speaking of which, how did Brother Lu Jin figure it out? Even the authorities couldn't detect that disguise."

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? Anyway, Lu Jin is awesome, that's all that matters."

Chu Zhen stood on the periphery of the crowd, arms crossed, his expression extremely complex.

He stared at Jin Hu's corpse on the ground for a long time, then looked up at Lu Jin who was talking to Yan Wenzhi. His lips moved, but in the end he said nothing, only sighed deeply.

The first stage of Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Technique).

Lu Jin killed a fierce bandit who was at the first level of the Yi Jin Jing.

Chu Zhen, on the other hand, couldn't even withstand a single move from Lu Jin.

This gap is beyond what hard work can bridge.

Wang Qi, Bai Bo, and Zhang Ming stood together, looking at each other, each with the same expression on their faces.

Fortunately, I only got a beating back then.

Yang Tai touched his newly filled teeth and suddenly felt an incredible sense of familiarity with their presence.

What's a few teeth knocked out by Lu Jin?

Look at this guy on the ground, his bones are broken in dozens of places, and his head is embedded in the elevator ceiling.

In comparison, Yang Tai was the luckiest of the lucky.

Just then, urgent police sirens sounded outside the martial arts school gate.

Three police cars were parked at the entrance. The doors opened, and seven or eight uniformed people got out.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a burly build, broad shoulders, and an old scar on his face that stretched from his brow bone to his cheekbone. He exuded an aura of authority even without anger.

Jiang Wanli, Director of the Public Security Bureau of Pingshui City.

He walked quickly, his leather shoes making a crisp sound on the ground.

The technicians and criminal police following behind him had to jog to keep up with his speed.

"Where is the body?" Jiang Wanli's voice was deep and powerful.

Jiang Zheng stepped forward and pointed to the center of the crowd: "Director Jiang, this way."

The crowd automatically parted to make way.

Jiang Wanli walked to Jin Hu's corpse, squatted down, and carefully examined the face, which had lost most of its disguise.

He then lifted Jin Hu's eyelids to look at his pupils, pinched his chin and cheekbones, and finally stood up and let out a long breath.

"It's him." Jiang Wanli's voice carried a sense of relief. "We finally caught him."

He turned around and his gaze fell on Lu Jin.

After looking Lu Jin up and down for a few seconds, Jiang Wanli suddenly laughed and patted Lu Jin's shoulder hard, so hard that an ordinary person would probably lose their balance.

"A young hero." Jiang Wanli's voice was full of admiration. "You've been a great help to us."

Lu Jin accepted the pat without changing his expression, and nodded slightly: "It's my duty."

Jiang Wanli looked at his calm and composed demeanor, and his admiration deepened.

The next second, he lowered his voice and explained, "The members of this Holy Divine Cult possess a secret method that allows them to kill someone, extract their blood and facial features, and then use special drugs and techniques to create a disguise mask. For a certain period of time, even the face, iris, and fingerprints will become exactly the same as the original owner's."

"That's why he's so hard to catch." Jiang Wanli shook his head. "We investigated all the suspicious individuals, but we never expected that the old water deliveryman who had been delivering water at the martial arts gym for ten years would be a fake. The real Old Zhou..."

His voice paused, then turned somber: "We found the body under his bed in his rented room. The death was gruesome; he had been drained of blood, and his face had been completely peeled off."

The students around who heard this turned pale.

Lu Jin frowned slightly.

He recalled the information he had seen in the Eternal Night Ruins—"Damn the Holy Cult! They sent coordinates! They sent coordinates!"

"Traitors! They should be torn to pieces!"

This cult is even more despicable than drug traffickers.

Jiang Wanli looked at Lu Jin, then suddenly leaned closer and lowered his voice even further: "Little Lu, let me tell you something. Jin Hu is, after all, a member of the Holy God Sect. This cult is extremely vengeful. If you don't want your identity to be exposed, we can help you cover this up. When we report it, we won't put your name on it, and you can be an unsung hero."

Lu Jin glanced back at the noisy martial arts hall.

Among the hundreds of students, everyone was talking about it, and everyone was calling out the name "Brother Lu Jin".

Chen Wei, with his loud voice, almost wanted to take a megaphone and broadcast it.

The news had already spread, and the martial arts school's group chat was full of pictures and videos from the scene.

Hiding it? What can you hide it from?

"No need," Lu Jin shook his head. "It can't be hidden."

Jiang Wanli followed his gaze and looked around, then gave a wry smile: "That's true."

He looked at Lu Jin again, his expression turning serious: "Since we can't hide it anymore, I have to remind you of something. Tell your family to be careful. The Holy Divine Sect is extremely cruel and will stop at nothing to retaliate. Contact us immediately if anything unusual happens."

Lu Jin waved his hand, his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about a trivial matter: "It's okay."

"How can it be nothing? Your family..."

"I am an orphan."

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