Chapter 121: Lu Qing Takes Action, a Devastating Fist!

Black Wolf's fist was incredibly fierce, his qi and blood erupting like a caged beast unleashed, a terrifying sight.

Ma Gu's heart skipped a beat as he never expected Black Wolf to make his move so suddenly.

With his injured shoulder not yet fully healed, Ma Gu had no choice but to retreat. Facing Black Wolf's formidable fist, he dared not stand his ground and quickly stamped his foot, rapidly backing away to dodge the punch.

Boom!

Black Wolf's fist struck empty air, the force of his punch causing a gust of wind that startled Xiao Tian and the others, causing them to change their expressions and retreat.

"Not bad!" Black Wolf's eyes narrowed as he saw Ma Gu dodge his punch, which was almost a sneak attack.

However, having made his move, Black Wolf wouldn't let it end there. Seeing Ma Gu retreat, he pressed his advantage, stepping forward and throwing another punch aimed squarely at Ma Gu's chest.

Ma Gu had no room to retreat any further, as the door of the house loomed behind him. As Black Wolf's fist drew near, Ma Gu gritted his teeth and raised his uninjured right hand, preparing to forcefully block the incoming punch.

At that moment, Ma Gu deeply regretted not bringing his battle dagger. If he had it, he wouldn't be in such a passive position.

Black Wolf's strength far surpassed his own, and even if he managed to block this punch, his right hand would likely be crippled.

Seeing Ma Gu dare to meet his fist with his palm, Black Wolf's eyes glinted with cruelty as he prepared to unleash his power and shatter Ma Gu's arm. Suddenly, a piercing whistle rang out, startling Black Wolf.

At the same time, a strong sense of crisis arose within him, causing the back of his head to ache.

Black Wolf was shocked and quickly forgot about Ma Gu as he retracted his punch, twisting his body and throwing a punch behind him.

Bang!

Dust filled the air as a fist-sized stone was pulverized by Black Wolf's punch. The shattered fragments sprayed in all directions, and several unlucky members of the Black Wolf Gang were hit, their heads breaking open and crying out in pain.

However, Black Wolf paid no heed as his arm vibrated from the impact, his fist stinging and already bleeding.

The force contained within that stone was astonishing, almost matching the power of his full-force punch!

"Who is it?!" Black Wolf's heart raced as he looked towards the tree where Lu Qing was hiding.

"Hehe, I never expected to run into the scum of the Black Wolf Gang here. What a pleasant surprise." A voice rang out, and a figure appeared atop the tree.

"Brother Lu Qing?!" Ma Gu, having just escaped calamity, looked up at the tree in surprise.

"Young Master Lu?!" Xiao Tian and the others also looked at the figure in the tree, astonished.

"Brother Lu Qing, Young Master Lu?!" Black Wolf heard the shocked exclamations of Ma Gu and the others, and his eyes narrowed as he looked at Lu Qing in the tree.

When he saw Lu Qing's face, he couldn't help but be shocked. Lu Qing looked incredibly young, appearing to be just a teenager.

How could a teenager unleash such a terrifying stone attack? Black Wolf tried to sense Lu Qing's strength but couldn't discern anything as Lu Qing had concealed his qi and blood.

The other members of the Black Wolf Gang were also stirred up. They never expected the one who had just attacked their leader to be such a young boy.

Black Wolf's heart was filled with suspicion and doubt, and he demanded, "Boy, who are you?"

"An enemy." Lu Qing, standing on the tree, replied calmly. "You were looking for the person who destroyed Happy Valley, weren't you? That was me."

Hearing this, the members of the Black Wolf Gang stirred once more.

"It was you?!" Black Wolf's eyes narrowed. "What grudge does my Black Wolf Gang have with you that you would resort to such ruthless means, annihilating the entire valley? Don't you think your methods are too excessive?"

"Excessive?" Lu Qing smiled at Black Wolf's words. "It seems your Black Wolf Gang is truly ignorant of the evil deeds you've committed. You're nothing but a bunch of beasts wearing human skin."

"Enough nonsense with you scum. You're nothing but a bunch of beasts in human skin anyway."

"You little brat, how dare you?!" The members of the Black Wolf Gang couldn't hold back their anger at Lu Qing's arrogant words.

They were used to dominating the county, and no one had ever dared to insult them so brazenly.

One of their members, skilled in hidden weapons, immediately raised his hand and launched a flying dart at Lu Qing. "Get down here, brat!"

The dart moved swiftly and aggressively, reaching Lu Qing in the blink of an eye and aiming for his head.

Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged as he casually lifted his finger and caught the dart.

"Here, catch!"

The next moment, a white light flashed, and before anyone could react, a painful cry was heard.

Chapter: The Youth's Identity

Black Wolf's gang member who had launched the dart earlier now lay on the ground, a gaping hole in his throat. Blood flowed incessantly, and next to him on the ground was the dart that had just been aimed at Lu Qing.

"Eighth Master!"

"Old Eighth!"

"Eighth Brother!"

The members of the Black Wolf Gang cried out in dismay.

But with his throat torn open and his windpipe shredded, the Eighth Master could only stare at them with terrified eyes, unable to utter a sound.

He struggled for a while, his eyes losing focus before his legs straightened out, and he died.

"Eighth Master!"

The Black Wolf Gang was shocked to see their companion's death. Their gazes toward Lu Qing now held a hint of fear.

The Eighth Master had been a proficient martial artist in the Qi and Blood realm, and his skill with hidden weapons was renowned in the county.

Who would have thought that his attempt to assassinate this young man would not only fail but also result in his own death by his own dart?

The fact that Lu Qing could casually kill a Qi and Blood realm expert with a single strike made them wonder just how formidable he truly was.

"Eighth Brother!"

Black Wolf was equally furious and grieved at the death of his sworn brother.

He glared at Lu Qing and vowed, "You're a vicious one, boy. If I don't kill you today, I, Black Wolf, am no man!"

"Scum like you don't deserve to be called human. You're nothing but beasts, worse than pigs and dogs," Lu Qing retorted calmly, his words laced with contempt.

"Good, good, good! I, Black Wolf, swear here and now that if I don't flay you alive, tear off your limbs, hang you up to dry for seven days, and capture all your family and friends to torture and kill them to appease the spirits of my fallen brothers, then I'm not fit to be called human!" Black Wolf raged, his eyes bloodshot with fury.

His frenzied demeanor unnerved Ma Gu and the others, making their hearts skip a beat. They could tell that Black Wolf was on the verge of losing control.

Xiao Tian and his companions, in particular, felt their bodies trembling. They knew that Black Wolf was the type to make good on his threats.

In the county, everyone was aware that Black Wolf was a madman, capable of extreme actions without regard for consequences.

And the entire Black Wolf Gang shared this reputation for madness.

They were known for holding grudges, being ruthless, and having a bloodthirsty nature, earning them a notorious reputation in the western part of the city.

In this region, unless absolutely necessary, few dared to provoke them.

Engaging with them often meant facing their relentless, frenzied retaliation.

This was why, despite not having the strongest power, the Black Wolf Gang was still considered one of the three major gangs in the western part of the city.

By infuriating these madmen, Young Master Lu had just set the stage for an intense battle.

"Yes, Boss! Let's capture this brat, torture him to death, and avenge the Eighth and Ninth Masters!"

"We must find out where his family is and capture them all!"

The members of the Black Wolf Gang, spurred on by their leader's words, shouted wildly, their earlier fear of Lu Qing forgotten.

However, Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged in the face of their frenzied cries.

He scoffed, "So, your gang only knows how to intimidate others with those same old threats? I recall that 'Heart-Plucking Wolf' said something similar before I chopped off his head."

"Good, very good!"

Black Wolf was so enraged that he could barely speak. At this point, he no longer cared about the reason behind Lu Qing's grudge against his gang. That no longer mattered.

All he wanted now was to capture Lu Qing and torture him to death with his own hands.

"Get him!" he ordered.

At his command, the members of the Black Wolf Gang sprang into action.

Those skilled in hidden weapons launched their projectiles, while archers nocked their arrows and fired. Even those unskilled in hidden weapons picked up stones and dirt, channeling their qi to hurl them at Lu Qing with great force.

A barrage of hidden weapons and arrows rained down on Lu Qing's position in the tree.

While the Black Wolf Gang had just witnessed Lu Qing's prowess with hidden weapons, they doubted he could withstand such a concentrated assault.

Indeed, Lu Qing did not attempt to withstand the onslaught. Instead, he retracted his body, disappearing from the tree's peak.

When he reappeared, he was at the base of the tree, having dodged all the projectiles.

However, someone was already waiting for him there.

"Die!"

Black Wolf had anticipated that his subordinates' hidden weapons would be ineffective against Lu Qing.

His true intention had been to force Lu Qing down from the tree.

Seeing Lu Qing descend, Black Wolf was delighted. Without hesitation, he took advantage of Lu Qing's vulnerable position—suspended in midair, unable to borrow force from the ground—and threw a vicious punch.

As he threw the punch, his eyes gleamed with cruelty.

Chapter: The Youth's Identity

Black Wolf's eyes widened in disbelief as he witnessed Lu Qing's calm and uninjured state after deflecting his all-out punch. He found it hard to believe that his perfectly timed attack had been so effortlessly neutralized by the young man.

What was even more crucial was that even after their brief exchange, he still couldn't discern Lu Qing's cultivation level. Lu Qing's spiritual energy and blood essence were completely concealed within his body, making it impossible for Black Wolf to see through him.

"What kind of monster is this kid?" Black Wolf wondered.

"Skilled in hand-to-hand combat?" Lu Qing looked at Black Wolf, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes. "Perfect, I've been quite interested in martial arts lately, so let's use you as practice."

"You arrogant brat!" Black Wolf's temper flared up again at Lu Qing's words. He realized that every word out of the young man's mouth was intentionally humiliating. If he didn't kill him today, Black Wolf feared that the memory of this insult would eat away at him for days.

Shaking his arms, Black Wolf lunged at Lu Qing once more. He refused to believe that this young man, despite his age, could have a higher cultivation level than him, a veteran of several decades of training. Such prodigies were extremely rare in these remote lands.

Black Wolf's charge was fierce, his footwork agile. His hands formed claws as he pounced, resembling a majestic wolf king of the grasslands hunting its prey. This was none other than his signature technique, the Black Wolf Fist.

This ultimate technique had been passed down to him by a mysterious master from the Western Frontier, a master of the Viscera Realm. The master had spent decades living among the wolves of the grasslands, studying their behavior and creating this ruthless and vicious style. When perfected, it could even grant the user entry into the coveted Viscera Realm, sought after by countless cultivators.

Black Wolf had encountered this master during his youth and, through cunning and flattery, had managed to gain his trust and become his only disciple. For three years, he served the master dutifully, eventually earning the transmission of this supreme martial art.

But as soon as he received the true teachings, Black Wolf's true nature was revealed. Already tired of serving the master, he had secretly obtained a rare poison from the Western Frontier and mixed it into the master's food one day. The poison severely damaged the master's internal organs and decimated his cultivation, rendering him powerless.

Black Wolf then struck, crippling the master's limbs and subjecting him to days of torture before finally beheading him in a fit of rage. After claiming the master's life, he stole all his possessions and fled, eventually settling in the remote Cang County, where he established the Black Wolf Gang.

It was through this Black Wolf Fist that he had carved out his territory in the western part of the county and risen to prominence. Thus, Black Wolf had absolute confidence in his signature technique.

He was certain that even a peer at the same stage of the Sinew Changing Realm would not be a match for his decades of refinement in the Black Wolf Fist.

With agile and erratic footwork, Black Wolf closed the distance in the blink of an eye, appearing before Lu Qing. His claws traced a bizarre trajectory, aiming for Lu Qing's throat.

"Here it comes!" Lu Qing's expression remained calm as he faced the aggressive Black Wolf.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, his spiritual energy erupting in an instant. The force of his aura caused the surrounding air to vibrate, and with a slight dip of his shoulders and a twist of his fist, he stamped his foot, shaking the entire area. His right fist shot out like a bolt of lightning, aimed directly at Black Wolf's heart.

Tiger Fist, Tiger Claw Heart Pluck!

Roar! Lu Qing's fist erupted with a force ten times stronger than Black Wolf's attack.

The surge of energy caused an ethereal tiger's roar to echo in the air, accompanied by the tremors from Lu Qing's footwork, shaking the hearts of all who witnessed it.

"What?!" Black Wolf was utterly shocked by Lu Qing's explosive attack, its speed and power far beyond his imagination.

Before he could react, Lu Qing's fist had already reached his heart, and he felt a searing pain in his chest. He couldn't stop the surge of blood that gushed from his mouth.

His body flew backward, crashing into the tree where Lu Qing had been standing earlier, shaking loose countless leaves.

A gaping hole had pierced his chest, front to back.

(End of Chapter)

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