Infernal Artist

long street.

In the rain, a body lay on the ground.

The area has been cleared.

The three old men walked out of the Wumeng Building like stars holding the moon, and slowly arrived in front of the corpse.

They looked at the bodies on the ground.

"Have you found out who killed our people?" said an old man on crutches.

"The killers of Dark Blade Hall." An official said respectfully.

"Do they want to die?" another old man asked with narrowed eyes.

"The original target should not be Mr. Zuo. There may be something wrong." Another official whispered.

Everyone's eyes flickered, and their faces were a little unnatural.

What will happen today?

The three big shots already knew what was going on.

Who would have thought that things would take a turn for the worse and something like this would happen.

——But why?

The gold bar was presented.

The eight small words "Benefactor Zuo Shi, Yi Bo Yuntian" shone with golden light.

The third old man coughed for a while and said in a hoarse voice: "Who can tell me what this sentence means?"

An official who looked shrewd and capable stepped forward, bowed, and said, "It has been found out that someone from the Xexinliu Martial Arts School came to see Mr. Zuo today."

"Their survival test has been cared for by Mr. Zuo."

"Master Zuo even used his seal to sign the form allowing them to close."

"Finally, Mr. Zuo came out of the building in person to face the killers, and then——"

"Unfortunate death."

The three old men fell into silence.

Everyone around also fell silent.

Is this guy named Zuo really righteous and unwilling to see Xexinliu being squeezed out, surrounded, and wiped out by other martial arts schools?

"It's a joke, I don't believe it-" the old man with narrowed eyes said coldly.

He was about to say something more when suddenly, there was a ringtone from the communicator coming from the corpse.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Who is calling at this time?

This is a very crucial clue!

An official came out of the crowd and reported: "My lords, I am the correspondent of the Technical Department. I wonder if I can——"

"Quick!" the old man who couldn't stop coughing urged.

"Yes, sir."

The official squatted down and carefully took out the communication device from the corpse's pocket.

"It's broken in one area, but it's easy to fix."

He took out the tools, quickly opened the phone, and reinstalled a certain component inside.

Then he pressed the answer button.

Du-du-du--

Amidst the sound of wind and rain, a proud voice sounded from the loudspeaker: "The damn person is dead. Now please tell us, where is the female martial artist of the Blood Heart School hiding?"

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Killing an official of the martial alliance, and then openly asking about the whereabouts of a martial artist.

Is this a public threat to the entire martial arts alliance?

When did even assassinations become so fair and aboveboard?

That's right, you've been working hard, but no one allows you to kill officials!

Do you really think that for money, Wumeng will be your slave?

In the communicator, the voice received no response for a long time, as if it sensed something was wrong and quickly hung up.

Silence fell.

For the first time in countless years, the Martial Alliance was threatened in public.

Not only did he kill an official, but he also directly asked about the whereabouts of other martial artists.

This was a slap in the face like never before.

The old man on crutches said slowly: "Those martial arts schools and killers seem to have forgotten what the martial arts alliance does."

The old man with squinted eyes said, "Yes, I really want to go crazy."

The coughing old man looked around and saw more or less anger on the faces of his subordinates.

He thought for a while and said: "Although there are some doubts, the top priority is to wipe out the Dark Sword Hall and execute the person who did it in public to serve as a warning to others."

"agree."

"Then first wipe out the Dark Sword Hall, and at the same time peel off the cocoons and figure out the whole thing."

"Where's that little martial artist from the Blood Heart School?"

"Since Xiao Zuo has given his own life to help her, let her live well. After all..."

"Even if she has any suspicion, she can't escape from our grasp."

The three old men quickly settled the matter.

…

the other side.

Liu Ping posted the closing notice on the door of the martial arts gym.

Almost instantly, lines of burning small words jumped out:

"You posted a closing notice."

"The martial arts schools of the Blood Heart School will not accept any challenges for some time to come."

"Bloodheart schools will not be able to lose their plaques."

"You accomplished your mission."

"Although you don't have any spiritual power, you are recognized by the current era."

“You qualify to be more involved in what’s going on in the world right now.”

"From now on, you can receive tasks related to 'spirit'."

"Publish task:"

"The Holy Spirit returns!"

"illustrate:"

"At the right time, Andrea will hide as an ordinary world spirit and appear in the current era."

“Please be patient and wait for that time to arise.”

All the small words flashed by.

Chu Yunshang's voice full of emotion came from behind: "I didn't expect that you could help me with money, and even helped me pass the assessment, and also bought time for the school to close. What should I say, say thank you?" Say, it always feels too ordinary.”

"You're welcome. We warriors don't need to care about worldly etiquette. We just need to recognize each other." Liu Ping said with a smile.

Chu Yunshang thought for a moment and said, "The martial arts gym has been closed. Where do we go now?"

"The martial arts gym is closed because your friend passed away. We are going to pay homage and do something for the lonely, old and weak civilians - we must really do these things so that no one can find fault." Liu Ping road.

"Okay, during this process, I will teach you Xexinliu's spirit control method." Chu Yunshang said.

Liu Ping nodded.

The two locked the door of the martial arts hall and turned to leave.

But I saw many people walking gradually on both sides of the street.

These people were wearing various martial arts uniforms, and they were so dark that they had blocked the road leading outside.

They stared at Chu Yunshang eagerly.

"Call the police." Liu Ping whispered.

"Okay." Chu Yunshang was startled for a moment, then quickly took out the communicator and started to make a call.

Taking advantage of this moment, Liu Ping stood up, stood in front of Chu Yunshang and said:

"Sorry, we are closed and will not accept any challenges - this is something the Martial Alliance has recognized."

A burly middle-aged man emerged from the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Closing the hall? I think you are afraid of accepting the challenge."

He looked beyond Liu Ping and stared at Chu Yunshang: "As a martial artist, you find various reasons to avoid fighting. Chu Yunshang, what qualifications do you have to be a martial artist?"

Chu Yunshang's eyes sharpened, and she walked out from behind Liu Ping and said, "Zhao Zixiao, if you have the guts, come and sign the book of life and death! I will fight with you until death!"

The man named Zhao Zixiao snorted: "We have no grudges, we just want to compete with your martial arts school, and you are going to run away now?"

"Yeah, even the martial arts gym is closed."

"You are really as timid as a mouse."

"If you are still a warrior, just go back and get married."

Everyone was talking about it.

Chu Yunshang gritted her teeth and clenched her fists to take action, but was held down by a hand.

Liu Ping.

Chu Yunshang said angrily: "Let me go. This is the dignity of a warrior. I won't allow them -"

Liu Ping patted her shoulder and said, "Do you believe me?"

"I believe it, but——"

"You are only suitable for practicing martial arts, leave this matter to me."

"But--"

"Don't worry, we have always been warriors. I guarantee that no one will dare to say anything to you later."

Liu Ping comforted Chu Yunshang and pulled her behind him again.

He cupped his fists and said, "Everyone."

"My boxer is going to pay homage because his friend passed away, and he also wants to do a charity event."

"Taking advantage of this moment to stir up trouble, in fact, there is no such reason in the world."

"If we can really act like this, next time when you are sick or have a death in your family and the school is closed, we will also challenge you. What do you think?"

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Boy, who are you? People who are not from the Blood Heart School have no right to speak."

Liu Ping smiled and said, "Yun Shang."

"He is a disciple of my sect——"

Chu Yunshang glanced at Liu Ping and felt that judging from what he had done recently, she could not be his master with peace of mind. She hesitated and said:

"I have accepted a disciple on behalf of my master, and accepted him into the gate of my Blood Heart School. He is a contemporary disciple, ranking second."

The middle-aged man said with a sinister smile: "Very good, I didn't expect that your sect has an extra person. I'm afraid he's just like you. He can only talk about authority and can't even fight."

Liu Ping smiled and said: "It is true that I haven't mastered the power of the spirit yet, but when your family dies and you close the hotel to thank guests, I will definitely beat you to death in front of your father's grave."

"Young man is looking for death!"

The middle-aged man was furious, rushed across the sky in an instant, and punched Liu Ping.

Suddenly a voice came from the street outside:

"Stop! Who is fighting and causing trouble here!"