The pungent smell of blood permeated the surroundings.
The tragic deaths of their two companions did not make the black-clothed men retreat; instead, with bloodshot eyes, they madly charged towards Lin Sheng and the others.
Seeing this scene, Lin Sheng frowned slightly.
The iron spear in his hand struck out rapidly like a venomous snake, giving the surrounding black-clothed men no time to react, leaving blood holes on their necks.
However, there were still unavoidable gaps, and two long blades emerged from below, slashing towards his legs.
Lin Sheng reacted extremely quickly, stomping his feet on the ground, his body shooting straight forward, two knee strikes breaking the necks of the two black-clothed men who ambushed him, killing them instantly.
In just a few breaths, over 10 black-clothed men had died on the spot.
With such a large disparity, even if the black-clothed men were fearless of death, they stopped now, hesitating and not daring to advance.
After all, they weren't fools; charging forward knowing they would certainly die would be a losing proposition.
Soon, a black-clothed man reached for his waist and took out a cylindrical object, but before he could open it, a sound of air breaking rang out, and a dart had already pierced through his chest.
The remaining few were startled and retreated, but while their speed was fast, Lin Sheng's speed was even faster.
In just a few steps, he closed in on the few men, the iron spear in his hand sweeping repeatedly, sending the remaining black-clothed men flying.
For a moment, not a single black-clothed man remained standing in the field.
By this time, Lao Zhou, Xiao Shi, and the others had run a distance, their figures faintly visible in the bushes.
Lin Sheng also did not stop, listening to the shouts and screams from the battlefield behind him, and chased after Xiao Shi and the others.
However, he had only walked a few steps when a furious roar came from behind.
"So you really are here! You killed so many of my men, brat, I'll make you die!!"
Amidst the furious curses, Zheng Tao's tall figure was rapidly charging towards this side, like an enraged rhino, completely reckless.
Most of these black-clothed men were his subordinates. He hadn't expected that in such a short time, the opponent would completely wipe them out. Thinking of the ridicule from the other leaders when he returned, anger surged in his heart.
Looking at Zheng Tao's bull-like figure, Lin Sheng frowned slightly, immediately turned around, and galloped towards another direction.
His speed was very fast; the White Ape Leg Technique was utilized to its peak, and even without agility enhancement, it was no worse than that of an ordinary Forging Tendons Late Stage Martial Artist.
After all, he cultivated multiple martial arts, greatly improving his physical fitness. Both the Ape Embryo Skill and White Ape Leg Technique were martial arts focused on movement and explosive power.
When fully unleashed at this moment, Zheng Tao actually couldn't catch up to the opponent; instead, the distance between them was gradually widening. Originally only over fifty meters apart, it had now been stretched to seventy or eighty meters.
With both men fully unleashing their speed, they were not slow. In just a few breaths, they had already run over a thousand meters, and the sounds of shouting and killing behind them could no longer be heard at all.
Just then, to Lin Sheng's left, two almost imperceptible faint sounds of wind came, only noticed when they were within two meters of his side. Startled, he didn't even think and swept his iron spear to the left.
Clang, clang...
Two crisp sounds rang out, and two trails of sparks burst from the iron spear, particularly eye-catching in the night.
And this was just the beginning. Soon, several more faint gusts of wind came from in front of him. Lin Sheng's gaze sharpened, and he rapidly wielded his iron spear, batting away the star-shaped darts flying straight towards his face.
And just as he finished doing this, a thin, short black figure had already closed in on him.
A black dagger, like a black lightning bolt, shot straight towards his neck.
Its speed was so fast that he had no time to bring his spear back to block. Lin Sheng's expression turned fierce, and his left hand suddenly expanded by a circle.
"Bull Rushing Horn!"
He swung his fist directly at the short black figure in front of him.
It was a completely life-for-life fighting style.
The black figure hadn't expected the opponent to react. Looking at the large hand slicing through the air, he could only pause his attack, dodge sideways, and while dodging, he twisted the dagger in his hand, drawing a bloody gash across Lin Sheng's chest.
Lin Sheng took two steps back, ignoring the wound on his chest, abruptly turned around, and brought his iron spear up to block a heavy punch coming from above.
A powerful force erupted from the spear shaft. With a bang, the iron spear let out a groan under the strain and was actually broken in two by a single punch.
Lin Sheng dodged sideways, the strength in his legs erupting, using the force to retreat over ten steps and steady himself.
The brief exchange just now, in a flash, was fraught with peril. It was clear that these two people were very strong.
It was likely that neither of them was weaker than Yan Feng, and they might even be slightly stronger.
"Run, why aren't you running? Weren't you quite good at running just now?"
Zheng Tao's two fists met, making dull thudding sounds. On his ugly face, he wore a playful smile as he looked at Lin Sheng, as if watching a rat cornered at a dead end.
On the other side, Wang Luan, holding a black dagger, was already blocking the retreat route about ten meters away from Lin Sheng. He also squinted at Lin Sheng, even raising the black dagger and licking the traces of blood clean from it.
"Fresh and vibrant blood."
He revealed a smile of enjoyment on his face and spoke lightly.
"Brother Wang, this kid should be the expert you mentioned. But he's not that great. Do you want to stretch your muscles a bit? I'll cover you, brother."
Zheng Tao saw that Wang Luan seemed very interested and spoke with a smile.
"No need. This kid is still a bit strange. Let's not waste time, let's go together and finish him quickly so we can get back early and avoid any mishaps."
Wang Luan shook his head slightly. Lin Sheng being able to dodge his sneak attack just now was quite unexpected for him. He knew that his timing for the ambush was extremely precise, and few Martial Artists of the same level could escape it, yet this kid had only suffered a slight injury.
Moreover, he always felt that there was something not quite right about this kid in front of him.
Otherwise, if it were a normal time, he wouldn't mind having a good time playing with the opponent.
"Since that's the case, then so be it. However, Brother Wang, this kid is young and has good martial arts. He's very likely the illegitimate son of that old fellow Ouyang Shan. It would be best if we break his limbs and take him back."
Zheng Tao looked at Lin Sheng's young face, as if he had thought of something, and slapped his head as he spoke.
Listening to the two men's conversation, which seemed to have already decided his fate, Lin Sheng reached out and wiped the wound on his chest, feeling the sticky, warm blood flowing from it. He lowered his head, his face hidden in the darkness.
"I said, are there only the two of you?"
"Oh!?" Zheng Tao stepped towards Lin Sheng. Hearing the other party speak, the mockery on his face intensified.
"What, kid? Do you think just because you saved your little life just now, you'll be able to survive?"
As he spoke, he slightly stretched his neck, taking heavy steps to close the distance with Lin Sheng.
"That's right, I will survive, but the two of you..."
Lin Sheng's low voice slowly sounded. On his face, raised at some point, his lips parted, revealing white teeth, and the grin grew wider and wider, even appearing somewhat sinister under the dim moonlight.
"Will die!!"
"Putting on a show!!"
Although he didn't know what the other party was up to, Zheng Tao felt that something was wrong in his heart.
"Brother Wang, let's go together and cripple him first!"
He roared, stomped heavily on the ground, and his body charged straight forward like a battle chariot.
Wang Luan's figure on the opposite side had also disappeared, turning into a rapidly moving black shadow shooting towards Lin Sheng.
The two men were extremely fast, converging towards the center with terrifying pressure.
"Come on, come on..."
Just as the two were about to collide with Lin Sheng, Lin Sheng softly murmured, his voice growing from small to loud, quickly turning into an excited, sinister laugh.
"Possession: Silver-patterned Black Crocodile..."
Rip...
Crack... Crack...
Instantly, with the dense grinding sound of bones like firecrackers, Lin Sheng's already somewhat robust body immediately swelled up as if inflated. His loose tunic was ripped apart, revealing rough, strong muscles like brown basalt.
"This is..."
Looking at the dream-like transformation before them, both Zheng Tao and Wang Luan were startled. Standing before them now was a strong figure nearly 1.9 meters tall, extremely broad and thick, like a heavy city wall. The bulging, swollen muscles contained unimaginable explosive power. Compared to him, Zheng Tao felt pitifully thin.
Before they could react, two large black-brown hands had already reached out to grab them respectively.
Wang Luan raised the black dagger in his hand and stabbed directly at the opponent's palm. However, as soon as it touched the large hand, he felt a massive force like a tidal wave at the other end of the dagger. His pupils contracted. His beloved weapon was instantly squeezed and deformed, while the large hand continued its momentum towards him.
Fortunately, his movement technique was superb, and his body was short and thin. He forcefully stopped his forward momentum, tapped the ground repeatedly with his feet, and leaped up like a swallow. He kicked off Lin Sheng's large hand, using the opponent's strength to roll several dozen feet away, barely escaping with his life.
However, compared to his agility, Zheng Tao on the other side did not have such good luck.
Facing the large black-brown hand that resembled a terrifying Spirit Beast's claw, he had no time to dodge at all. However, the Cultivation Technique he practiced specialized in increasing strength.
Although he could clearly feel the immense pressure the opponent was exerting on him at this moment, there was no avoiding it. He simply gritted his teeth, gathered all the strength in his hands, and brought them up against the black large hand, trying to block this fatal blow.
However, imagination was beautiful, but reality often did not go as planned.
The black large hand collided with his hands.
One above, one below, the two briefly stalemated for an instant.
Crack!
A crisp sound of bones shattering rang out. Zheng Tao felt as if his hands were like rotten branches, instantly shattering. Intense pain surged wildly into his consciousness.
Ah!!
He let out a painful howl. The powerful force had not completely dissipated, causing him to fall directly to his knees.
Without giving him another chance to breathe, the black large hand fell and directly grabbed his ugly, twisted face, then... tightened.
As a crisp sound like a watermelon shattering rang out with a 'splat'.
A large, good head exploded, and sticky red and white fluids splattered everywhere.
"Hoo..."
Lin Sheng withdrew his palm, lightly exhaled, blew away the red and white sticky fluid staining his palm, and spoke softly.
"I told you, you will all die..."
Revealing a mouth full of white teeth, Lin Sheng looked at Wang Luan not far away.
"This... How is this possible!!?"
At this moment, Wang Luan had only this one thought in his mind.
If it weren't for the pain coming from his body, constantly reminding him, he might have thought he was really dreaming.
How could a kid who didn't look very old unleash such power?
"Who exactly are you!?"
However, Lin Sheng had no intention of answering. He slightly bent his legs and stomped heavily on the ground, creating spiderweb-like cracks on the surface, while his body shot towards Wang Luan like a cannonball.
"Run!"
At this moment, Wang Luan had no intention of resisting at all. Although he considered his strength to be slightly better than Zheng Tao's, the power displayed by this monster before him was too terrifying, something he simply couldn't contend with.
So he was very decisive, his figure flickering repeatedly like a ghost, plunging into the bushes.
To be safe, he even used a secret technique without hesitation, making his already extremely fast speed even faster by several points.
In just a few breaths, he widened the distance between himself and Lin Sheng.
From time to time, he would still flick his hand back and throw a few darts, but Lin Sheng didn't even bother to dodge. Except for the darts aimed at vital points like his eyes, which he would raise his hand to swat away, he let the remaining darts land on his body and be bounced off.
Seeing that his darts couldn't even break the opponent's skin, Wang Luan's heart was even more shaken.
Originally, he saw that the opponent's speed was not as fast as his own and wanted to use his speed advantage to kill the opponent with darts. Now it seemed this plan was completely unfeasible.
Moreover, over ten breaths had passed, and the opponent still showed no signs of weakness at all, clearly indicating it wasn't the effect of a secret technique either.
Thinking of this, he no longer harbored the idea of being able to kill the opponent. While his secret technique hadn't worn off yet, he immediately unleashed his full power, wanting to completely shake off Lin Sheng.
But suddenly, he felt a needle-like pain strike his legs. At first, it was quite subtle, but in the blink of an eye, it was like drilling into bone. This sudden situation caused his body to stumble, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, his willpower was strong, and he barely managed to maintain his balance.
Looking down, he saw only his feet, which had become a bloody mess at some point, emitting waves of pungent, foul odor. At the same time, waves of icy coldness surged from his feet towards his entire body.
"When..."
Seeing the condition of his feet, he immediately recognized that he had been poisoned. However, he had no idea when he had been poisoned.
There was no time to think carefully, because at this moment, the heavy footsteps behind him were rapidly approaching.
Wang Luan could only quickly fumble around in his pocket for a few porcelain bottles and pour the medicine from them all into his mouth, enduring the intense pain from his feet as he ran desperately.
Unfortunately, however, he stumbled and fell to the ground after only a few steps. By this time, both of his legs had turned black-brown, and the sensation in his legs was rapidly disappearing.
"How could this be!!?"
Wang Luan was utterly horrified in his heart. He propped himself up with his hands and crawled forward, only to find a tall figure standing in front of him at some point.
"Be a good person in your next life..."
A light, floating sentence came to his ears. Wang Luan raised his head, only to see complete darkness.
Amidst the night, as the crisp sound of bones shattering rang out, silence quickly returned.