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With a half-smile, he looked at Tian Yunba, whose face was ashen, and followed the "martial arts masters" template he had just collected and integrated. He then arranged Qi Yi Sanban into a "Dragon Fist" starting stance that he was very familiar with.

Seeing this, the latter's face grew even darker, but he showed no intention of stepping forward. Instead, he said something unexpected: "Who told you to come?"

"Ok?"

"It's Yi Cangtian, isn't it? I'll offer three times the amount, as long as you deal with him."

Having witnessed the situation unfold, Lin Yi found himself somewhat amused and exasperated, and no longer in the mood to waste any more time: "Are you going to fight or not?"

"..."

"If you don't hit me, I'll leave—"

"boom--!!!"

With a blank expression, Yun Tianba put down the smoking pistol in his hand and sneered: "What era are we living in? Do you think you can turn the world upside down with just your fists?"

"Sorry, I still have feet."

Half a day later, news spread that Yun Tianba, known as "Dragon Fist" of Tianlong Martial Arts School, had been kicked to death with "Wind and Cloud Leg," and everyone on the entire Qing Shi Street was on edge.

Three days later, a figure wearing a straw hat stood in front of the Hung Mun boxing gym.

Having already received the news, the gym owner dared not delay and went to greet him, asking, "Are you here today to settle your differences, or to fight to the death?"

"It not only distinguishes between superior and inferior, but also determines life and death."

Ragnarok: Chapter 404 - A Battle to Determine Superiority and Life or Death (2)

The setting sun is like blood.

On the secluded ancient cobblestone path, two people walked towards us, firmly blocking the already small passageway.

"You're the 'Man in Black'?"

Before the man called "the man in black" could answer, one of them sneered, "I've heard martial arts people say that you are unparalleled in martial arts, but it seems that you are nothing special."

The man in black, who was about to speak, shut his mouth upon seeing this and looked at the hostile newcomer with an expression that said, "Please continue your performance."

Another person stopped his companion's mockery and stepped forward, saying, "This time we've come to deliver an immense fortune to you."

"good fortune?"

Tilting his head, the "man in black" asked with interest, "May I ask what exactly this 'fortune' is?"

"The Five Prisons Holy Sect, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Despite this, the questioner showed no intention of waiting for an answer and directly replied, "We know a little about what you have done in Jiangnan these past few days. Although they are just low-level figures in the martial arts world, being able to do this much means they have entered the threshold of our generation and are qualified to enter our Five Prisons Holy Sect."

"You don't seem angry?"

“Angry? You must have misunderstood. The martial arts world of Jiangnan is at most an insignificant pawn of my Five Prisons Holy Sect. Moreover, in recent years they have even harbored thoughts of betraying their master. If it weren’t for your intervention, we would have been prepared to ‘deal with’ them as well.”

The word "clean up" carries a strong sense of bloodshed.

Upon hearing this, the man in black couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then it was my fault."

"It's good to know."

The young swordsman who had initially spoken sarcastically interrupted the seemingly continuation of their conversation, his tone impatient: "Give me an answer, whether you join my Five Hells Holy Sect or not. We have important matters to attend to, and if we are delayed, it will be a responsibility you cannot bear."

Glancing at the blood-red sunset, the "Black-Clad Man"—Lin Yi, who had been in this world for nearly five days—smiled and said, "Perfect timing. I also have some urgent business to attend to, so let's not waste any more time."

"Hmph, looks like a cowardly piece of trash. Take this token and go to the Azure Dragon Hall. Start as a lowly disciple, and maybe you'll have a chance to formally enter the Five Prisons Holy Sect in your lifetime—"

The young swordsman, his face contorted with disdain, tossed a dark, unremarkable piece of iron at Lin Yi, and then…

"clang"

The iron block rolled a few times after hitting the ground, and the slight tremor it emitted carried far and wide. The two people who were about to turn around and leave stopped in their tracks. One of them had a cold expression, while the other was extremely excited.

Do you know what you are rejecting?

"Is this for me?"

With one foot planted on the iron block beside him, Lin Yi curiously examined the patterns on it—or more accurately, the energy properties within the patterns.

"I thought you were just showing off your wealth by casually tossing a precious item in front of me."

"How dare you—it seems you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!"

"Uncle Li, there's no point in talking to this idiot who thinks he's invincible after learning a few tricks. Let me handle it."

After giving Lin Yi a cold glance, the middle-aged martial artist stepped aside: "The sect leader once said that compassion is the best policy. Just cut off his hands and feet and then abolish his martial arts."

"Haha, I know!"

Looking at the young swordsman before him, grinning maliciously as he drew his sword, Lin Yi suddenly spoke up: "Can I ask you a question?"

"If you're asking why I killed you, you'd better wait until we get down there."

"No, I just want to know who has the strongest martial arts skills in Jiangnan."

"The strongest? The strongest—is right in front of you!"

The sword, slashing out, tore through the air. The "internal force" contained within it burst forth in a short time, propelling the flat metal blade to near the speed of sound. The very tip of the blade even showed signs of turning red and hot. One can imagine that if a human being were struck by such a sword, the only outcome would be a swift cleavage through flesh and bone.

This is also the reason why this young swordsman was known as the "Deadly Gentleman" within the Azure Dragon Hall of the Five Prisons Holy Sect.

"The Deadly Sword—!"

Facing this deadly sword strike, Lin Yi took a step forward and clenched his fist, swinging it forward.

"madness."

The middle-aged martial artist watching from the sidelines completely put aside his doubts upon seeing this scene.

(I thought he was some unknown master playing around in the world, but it seems he really is just like what "The Deadly Gentleman" said, a petty scoundrel who thought he was invincible after learning a few moves. It's a pity that the martial arts world in Jiangnan is getting worse day by day, and even a junior with such mediocre skills can be undefeated...)

As he sighed, a glint of silver flashed in the corner of his eye, followed by a deep thud and a violent tremor in the ground beneath his feet. This reminded the middle-aged martial artist of a childhood experience of facing a cannon barrage. He remembered being so terrified back then that he couldn't recover for days. But now—

"wrong!"

Even the most powerful sword of a ruthless gentleman is merely a sharp, ringing sound; where would such a cannon-like roar come from?

He suddenly looked ahead and saw a broken half of the sword blade slicing through the air, its sharp sound even more piercing than the "Death Sword" as it swept across his right arm. Accompanied by the intense pain, the scene before him made the middle-aged martial artist gasp.

"Fist energy?! How is that possible?!"

"You call this 'Fist Qi'?"

Because the target was "crushed" from a distance, nothing stuck to it. After opening his palm and squeezing the "glove" formed by the compression of pure active energy that was originally covering his fist into a ball, Lin Yi asked the middle-aged martial artist in front of him, whose face was full of shock: "Then are there things like 'sword energy' and 'blade aura'?"

"Impossible...impossible...the method for cultivating fist energy was lost a thousand years ago. This can't be real, it must be fake! This fist energy is faked using magic!"

Having convinced himself in this way, the middle-aged martial artist finally recovered from his state of collapse. He used his lightness skill to retreat a considerable distance and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Lin Yi had not pursued him. His tone was icy: "You actually disregard the rules of the 'Five Prisons Holy Sect' and use magic in the martial arts world of Jiangnan. It seems you are determined to oppose my Five Prisons Holy Sect?"

"You're not the first to say that."

Lin Yi spread his palm and dispersed the "fist energy": "The last person who saw this thing said something similar, but he died before he could even say the name 'fist energy'."

The middle-aged martial artist tensed up, ready to flee at any moment, but still stubbornly insisted, "Are you threatening me, threatening the Five Hells Holy Sect—threatening my supreme leader, Luo Hao, of the Five Hells Holy Sect?!"

"No, it's just a feeling of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing feelings, emotions, and reflections

With his index and middle fingers together, a sharp and piercing aura, invisible to the naked eye, emanated from the fingertips of the middle-aged martial artist as his gaze grew increasingly terrified.

"They keep talking about the martial arts world, but when they actually see these martial arts techniques, none of them are willing to believe them."

"Sword Qi"

Pointing two fingers at the middle-aged martial artist's stiff body, Lin Yi smiled and said, "bingo."

P.S.: Yes, you read that right. The lazy bum who's been slacking off for two months has actually updated!

Ragnarok: Chapter 405 - A Battle to Determine Superiority and Life or Death (3)

Name: Lin Yi (Information)

峮er零ba邬龄玖彡6揪编号：0

Power: 1500

Constitution: 1500

Agility: 1500

Spirit: 1500

World rule analysis completion rate (5%)

The more systems you come into contact with, the more truths you will discover.

From viruses to machines, from spiritual energy to magic, and now to the flow of internal energy, all systems have different origins, but after reaching a certain point, they all return to the same path: the control and reuse of material energy.

When a person is merely human, their body and mind limit them to using human means to modify and utilize external material conditions. However, once a person transcends the limitations of being "human" to a certain extent, they will naturally and gradually master new ways of utilizing material energy, even without actively exploring and learning.

In this world, the so-called "fist energy," "blade energy," and "sword energy" are similar to this. When Lin Yi's attributes all exceeded 1000 points, this kind of "skill" that he had never learned before suddenly appeared in the "passive list." To put it simply, it's like when you master calculus and then turn back to look at addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. Even if you didn't understand it before, you will be forcibly "led to understand."

However, the martial arts world in this world seems to see it differently...

The last martial artist capable of using this "martial arts approaching magic" technique was over a thousand years ago. After that, it became the era of sorcerers, magicians, and yin-yang masters, and no martial artist has been able to use this skill since.

As times changed, the martial arts world that once spanned the entire land of China gradually shrank to the small area of ​​Jiangnan. If it weren't for the existence of the Five Prisons Holy Sect, even Jiangnan would probably have been absorbed by modernization, and the entire martial arts world would have disappeared into the long river of history. This also led to a continuous decline in the possibility of this technique reappearing. So much so that when Lin Yi suddenly mastered and used this technique, these martial arts practitioners preferred to imagine that these were magic tricks rather than believe that these were the "martial arts close to magic" that they had been pursuing.

Perhaps in their hearts, this "martial arts world" has long since died, and what remains is merely a facade.

A mix of emotions welled up inside Lin Yi, who calmly enjoyed the process.

Meaningless thinking and such emotions do nothing to help complete the task.

"It is indeed meaningless, but isn't it human to spend some time repeating this meaningless behavior?"

You are not a person, you are an information entity.

The conclusion from the main god's mechanical nature did not dampen Lin Yi's interest at all. Instead, he replied in a lighthearted tone: "It is an information entity created with 'human' as the hypothetical target. In that case, behaving like a human can also be considered a kind of 'mission'."

【…】

The main god fell silent, whether because he could not find any words to refute it or because he noticed the arrival of the "visitor" not far away, is unknown.

"Have friends come from afar."

……

The distant woods were deathly silent.

"...That's true, but if a hostile guest comes, there's no way to entertain them properly."

As he stood up, a fierce wind swept through the entire forest, and behind the wind, a deep voice rang out: "You have crossed the line."

"Well, I'd like to hear the details."

"The martial arts world has its own world, and sorcerers have their own world. As a sorcerer, you have rashly involved yourself in the martial arts world. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Five Prisons Holy Sect?"

Towards the end, it sounded more like a threat than a persuasion.

"So you also believe this is magic?"

Raising his left hand, the sharpness at the tip of his fingertip seeped through in wisps, silently splitting a falling leaf in two.

Silence reigned in the woods, yet the hostility only intensified.

"The longer you stay in the martial arts world, the more boring it becomes."

As the aura from his left hand dissipated, the windswept forest fell into a deathly silence: "It's all intrigue and deceit. We finally planned a 'revival of ancient martial arts,' but all we've come to see are people like you. Even if I threw a secret manual that leads directly to the Great Dao into their hands right now, I doubt many of them would go back and practice it. In that case, let's settle things with the methods of the martial world—"

The oppressive silence reached its peak, then erupted like a volcano in an instant.

From the sky, from below, from all around—

"Drink! Annihilate all directions!"

He lifted one foot and then stomped it down heavily.

"Let's settle this with a fight to the death."

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Jiangnan.

The Five Hells Holy Teachings.

"The man in black? (Unintelligible characters)"