69: Fierce fighting

“What! This kid seems to be a Martial Artist too.”

“A Martial Artist doing odd jobs? How desperate for money is he?”

“This is going to be good, it’s Lei Laohu’s first time being provoked.”

“This kid looks pretty young, he should be a First-Rank Martial Artist, right?”

“He’s truly reckless. Lei Laohu is a three-star Martial Artist, isn’t he just asking for a beating?”

“Alas, young people never know that sometimes suffering a loss is a blessing.”

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The workers at the corn processing plant squatted under the eaves, shoveling rice into their mouths while watching the show.

They had seen too many people tricked by Lei Laohu into doing odd jobs.

They had also seen too many ways of demanding wages, from crying and making a scene to threatening suicide.

But they had never seen anyone like Shen Bei.

They couldn't help but crane their necks, treating the upcoming spectacle as an appetizer.

At this moment.

Lei Laohu faced Shen Bei’s two choices.

His eyes narrowed into slits.

He seemed to have a half-smile, half-sneer on his face, as if he had seen a sheep provoking a lion, full of amused interest:

“A Martial Artist, you’re a Martial Artist too, haha.”

Lei Laohu clapped his hands, his fierce face full of cruelty, and he laughed wildly:

“How pathetic. A Martial Artist still working odd jobs, this is my first time seeing that.”

Shen Bei’s eyes were savage, his domineering, wild, and arrogant figure stood tall: “Too much nonsense. Have you made your choice?”

Lei Laohu snorted.

In his opinion, the Qi Shen Bei had just released indicated he was merely a First-Rank Martial Artist.

Undoubtedly a university Martial Artist student.

So poor he had to work odd jobs.

Naturally, he couldn't afford Medicinal Pills.

Therefore, his attribute points must be terribly low.

Compared to himself, an experienced First-Rank Martial Artist, he was simply not worth mentioning.

And he still wanted to violently demand his wages?

Having made up his mind, Lei Laohu’s Aura suddenly surged, his hands forming fists, cracking loudly.

His face showed a mocking and dismissive expression: “I choose your grandma’s big chicken leg! You challenge me, Lei Laohu, your impulsiveness will only make you realize what it means to kick a steel plate, and what it means to regret!”

Shen Bei’s gaze was brutal, and the corner of his mouth curved into a smile: “I respect your choice.”

The next moment.

Shen Bei’s powerful, Dragon-like body stomped on the steel plate, a burst of Qi from his feet left a huge indentation on the ground, stirring up a howling gale, and he delivered a powerful punch straight down at Lei Laohu!

The vision before him instantly darkened, as if Death was laughing wildly in the wind.

An unprecedented death crisis bore down, and alarm bells instantly rang in Lei Laohu’s heart!

This Aura… this Killing Intent… this posture…

He was definitely not a new Martial Artist!

Or rather, he had experienced life-and-death combat!

Only by experiencing life-and-death crises could one unleash such a unique Aura.

New Martial Artist university students, for example, were just flashy but ineffective.

Training and actual combat were two completely different things.

And Lei Laohu, in his terror and rage, had no time to dodge, so in a hurry, he could only cross his arms and roar:

“Iron Snake Spring!”

Instantly.

Lei Laohu’s arms suddenly changed, taking on a metallic, cold luster.

His arms, in an instant, had actually turned into springs!

Clang!

Shen Bei’s fist landed on Lei Laohu’s spring-like arms, immediately producing a crisp metallic clang.

The spring arms were instantly compressed to their limit.

And the force of Shen Bei’s fist was largely absorbed.

Despite this, Lei Laohu still felt as if he had been directly hit by a heavy cannon, his face twisted violently, he let out a muffled groan, and rapidly retreated backwards!

After blocking one punch, Lei Laohu only felt as if he had been hit by a truck, his arms ached intensely, and all the bones in his body instantly rattled.

At the same time, his ears buzzed, as if a dozen gongs were clanging next to his ears, and his whole body felt like it was about to fall apart.

“Damn it!”

Lei Laohu’s eyes were bloodshot, his expression twisted. One strike, just one strike.

Even with his Martial Skill absorbing so much power, he still couldn't withstand it!

Who was this bastard! How could his strength be so great!

What kind of strength attribute was this?

Although his heart was filled with surging hatred and brutality, Lei Laohu, feeling such changes in his body, immediately understood that the opponent’s strength actually suppressed his own, and he had to retreat rapidly in humiliation, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge.

And facing Lei Laohu’s rapid retreat, Shen Bei didn’t even look, he clenched his five fingers, instantly stomped his foot, charged wildly, the air burst sharply, and he pursued with another swift punch.

Striking directly at Lei Laohu’s face!

“Even the police station wouldn’t dare to owe me wages, and you think you can?”

Shen Bei at this moment had completely transformed into a brutal demon.

Not paying for work, stopping me from activating my daily panel.

That was an unforgivable sin!

Gusts of fierce wind blew. Facing Shen Bei’s relentless pursuit, Lei Laohu’s heart pounded wildly. He gritted his teeth and stomped hard, his entire body’s strength suddenly erupting, his fists closed and thrust diagonally upwards, also causing the surrounding wind to explode, showing the ferocity of his counterattack!

Boom!

Two fists, also glinting with metallic luster, collided with Shen Bei’s flesh-and-blood fist, like a bomb exploding in mid-air. A violent gust of wind suddenly howled, as if an eight-level gale had swept through the entire factory.

And the concrete slabs beneath both Shen Bei and Lei Laohu simultaneously twisted, deformed, and shattered.

Both figures also rapidly retreated in opposite directions due to the collision.

However, the only difference was that Shen Bei only retreated five or six steps, while Lei Laohu retreated more than ten steps.

“Hoo…”

Stopping the impact, Shen Bei felt that Lei Laohu’s wild punch had even shaken his remarkably defensive physique.

Shen Bei exhaled a breath of air faintly tinged with blood, then abruptly looked up, his gaze fixed on Lei Laohu becoming excited:

“Not bad, quite powerful!”

More than ten meters away, Lei Laohu looked much worse than Shen Bei.

His mouth and nostrils were bloody, especially his spring-transformed Martial Skill arms, which were now completely deformed, almost unrecognizable from their original shape.

Not only that, at this moment, he only felt his entire body’s muscles and bones trembling and numb, and his fists were incredibly painful, which showed how domineering Shen Bei was!

Lei Laohu’s confidence and pride suffered an unprecedented blow, and he even felt a genuine sense of horror.

He took a deep breath and quickly composed himself.

“Heh heh, truly the new waves pushing the old. You are clearly stronger than me, but do you think you have the victory in your grasp… No matter who you are…”

The next moment, no longer dwelling on Shen Bei’s identity and strength, Lei Laohu let out a hoarse and suppressed growl: “I, Lei Laohu, have never had the habit of settling wages for laborers!”

Shen Bei twisted his neck, his gaze focused: “Then those 500 yuan will be for your coffin.”

Lei Laohu burst into laughter, his laughter wild, like rolling thunder, shaking the Void Realm: “Kid, it’s too early to say that, the warm-up is over!”

Swish.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Laohu’s hand brushed his waistband, and he lightning-fast took out a small, thumb-sized bottle of dark blue potion, then tossed it into his mouth and chewed it up!

As Lei Laohu chewed up the dark blue potion in his mouth.

The next moment, a strange, fierce, and brutal Aura, like a top predator breaking free from a cage, erupted from him.

At the same time, dark blue patterns suddenly climbed and appeared on his face, and his pupils violently constricted, all turning into the whites of a dead man’s eyes!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the previously weakened and heavily injured Lei Laohu had pale white eyes, his face covered in dark blue patterns, and his entire body seethed with a mysterious and violent Aura, as if he were a demon wearing human skin.

Shen Bei’s pupils constricted, and his heart suddenly pounded.

What did this guy take?

How did he turn into this?