East Sea, inside a certain hospital.

Deep into the night.

A shadow, as agile as a spirited cat, leaped over the high walls, dodged several cameras, and entered the hospital.

The shadow was tall and robust, wearing a duckbill cap and a mask... He arrived at a locked door.

With a forceful grab, the lock simply broke.

After a while.

Yuan Tu walked out of the blood bank, a drip of bright red trailing from the corner of his mouth, "This blood is nutritious enough, just doesn't have any vitality, tastes really awful..."

The Red Blood Demon Skill he was cultivating included the 'Blood Transformation Secret Technique,' which could use human blood to practice and rapidly accumulate essence.

Moreover, it required very little of the natural vitality from heaven and earth.

In the early stages of being a Martial Artist, coupled with a large amount of fresh blood, one could break through very quickly.

This was also one of the reasons he chose to study under the Red Blood Demon.

At this time, in reality, Yuan Tu was no longer the Seventh-Grade Martial Artist Xie Biqi had speculated, but was... a Sixth-Grade Internal Breath Realm!

With Inner Breath at his disposal, a Martial Artist's aura was long and inexhaustible, truly comparable to a mini superhuman.

"My strength has returned."

Yuan Tu clenched his fists, his face showing a hint of joy, "Once I recover to the Fifth Grade, where in the world can't I go?"

"Who are you?"

Just then, the light from a flashlight shone over, and upon seeing Yuan Tu's bloodstained face, the two security guards were first scared out of their wits.

"Even stealing from a blood bank can lead to trouble."

Yuan Tu spat in disdain and advanced like a phantom, puh puh, striking with two palms.

The two security guards fell to the ground, their fates unknown...

Trigram Sect.

Lin Fan was practicing his Martial Arts.

After spending days and a large amount of Elixir Pills, he had finally made minor achievements in his Internal Cultivation Methods, integrating them with the ancient Martial Arts essence of his present life, achieving the Sixth Rank.

It could be said that, placed in the real world, he was also quite skilled.

At that moment, a phone call came in, it was Xie Biqi, "Lin Fan, Yuan Tu has appeared!"

"Yuan Tu!"

Veins popped up on the back of Lin Fan's hand!

He had come to know that the gaming world was the real world, that Pu Dongyun, Pu Feiling... they were all real people from another world.

The fact that Yuan Tu had killed Pu Dongyun meant he had truly committed murder!

Even if it wasn't for the few times he had called him master, or just because he didn't want to see Pu Feiling heartbroken and sad, he felt it was his duty to take revenge, "Where is he? I'm going to kill him!"

"East Sea Mingxin Hospital, he went there last night to steal from the blood bank, silenced two security guards, but was still captured on camera, and experts have confirmed his profile."

Xie Biqi's voice was very heavy, "Judging from his act of stealing blood, he might be practicing some Demon Skill, and the characteristic of Demon Skills is the rapid progress in the early stages..."

"Exactly for that reason, we cannot let him continue to grow, and moreover, this is also my promise to my junior sister," Lin Fan said.

"Okay, since you're so determined, I'll send a helicopter to pick you up, and a team of elites to work with you... Your mission is to hold him down before Yuan Tu leaves the country!"

Xie Biqi's voice also held anger.

If it weren't for her heavy workload, with her fiery temper, she might have taken matters into her own hands!

In East Sea.

Outside a row of old apartment buildings.

Lin Fan held binoculars, and a lot of voices came through his headset, "Sniper in position, entry team in position…"

"Prepare for action!"

"No, the target has spotted us! The target is moving rapidly!"

...

"Damn it!"

Lin Fan looked towards the apartment building and saw a window shatter. A shadow darted out with incredible speed, as if practicing Qinggong, running along walls and rooftops, and in the blink of an eye, had escaped the encirclement.

"He's truly not a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist but a Sixth-Grade Inner Breath Realm Martial Artist, with keen hearing and sharp eyes. Within a hundred meters, he can sense every movement of grass and wind..."

Lin Fan fiercely discarded his bulletproof vest, leaped ten meters high onto the rooftop of a residence, and started to give chase.

Whoosh, whoosh!

In broad daylight, two shadows pursued each other using Qinggong, a sight more thrilling and shocking than any movie blockbuster.

"Mommy... there's a superhero!"

A child holding a toy was walking hand in hand with his mother, looked up to see a figure leaping over a ten-meter gap from one building to another, and cried out loudly.

"Isn't the superhero in your hand?"

The young mother squatted down, laughed, and looking in the direction the child pointed, saw Lin Fan also becoming a shadow as he leaped across, causing her to rub her eyes...

"Lin Fan, I'm transmitting an order from the Special Review Bureau. The suspect is heading towards the downtown area, and you must kill him before he causes significant casualties!"

Lin Fan stepped forward. Mid-air, he crushed his earpiece into pieces.

His movement was like a meteor chasing the moon. Catching sight of Yuan Tu's back, he immediately struck out with three palms!

"Sky Splitting Palm!"

This might sound like a common martial arts technique, but in reality, martial artists below the rank of Sixth Grade, who couldn't externally project their Inner Qi to harm others, were unable to use it freely - it came from the recorded teachings of the Five Great Masters!

Yuan Tu's body dropped half an inch while sprinting at high speed, dodging the vital points, and crashed straight into the glass windows of an office building.

Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged as he rushed in.

In an office,

Glass shards flew everywhere, various papers fluttered like butterflies, accompanied by the screams of male and female office workers.

Yuan Tu stood up, licking his lips: "Lin Fan...have you also become a lackey of the authorities? We, as Sixth-Grade Martial Artists, can easily squash ordinary people like bugs, yet we serve them like oxen and horses? How pitiful!"

"I'm here today not because of the Special Review Bureau but purely because I have a personal vendetta against you! You killed Pu Dongyun, and even though I only called him master for a few days..."

Lin Fan assumed a fighting stance, his body releasing streams of energy, turning him into a terrible tiger.

The mere aura he emitted made it hard for ordinary people to breathe!

"Is this... a movie shoot?"

Several office workers huddled under their desks, watching these two crazed martial artists, with some sneaking out their phones to record the scene.

Even if the world were to end the next moment, the selfie-taking folks wouldn't give up uploading their videos!

"Haha... I've killed countless people, what's Pu Dongyun to me? I've long forgotten him."

Yuan Tu deliberately enraged Lin Fan, his whole body's skin oozing blood: "I've always been annoyed by your reputation as the number one ancient martial artist. Today, I'll kill you and claim justice! Become a sacrifice to my Red Blood Demon Skill!"

The next moment, his whole body seemed to ignite with a blood-red flame, as he surged forward violently.

Everything in his path, be it office desks or anything else, was sent flying.

Despite Yuan Tu's lack of extensive combat experience in the past, a soldier only three days trained should be regarded with new eyes. Now, he was capable of killing prodigies in formal combat and had made a name for himself as a rising star of the Demon Path!

"Kill!"

Lin Fan's feet moved with the Eight Trigrams Step, his hands sweeping like a cow's tongue, unmistakably utilizing the Eight Trigrams Palm technique!

But this time, each palm strike held the power to break stones and split tablets!

He had already fused his own martial arts with the Xuanming Sky Martial Arts!

Thud!

Yuan Tu's lunge missed, but the wall was now marked with deep tracks, as if made of tofu.

Lin Fan moved swiftly, swinging his palm so that every redwood desk in its path was left with traces as if ploughed by an iron plow.

The two of them exchanged blows incessantly, resembling two Terminators, leaving all who saw them stunned...

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