37: Cause trouble? I'll kill even the city lord for you!

"Bastard!"

Chen Shouyi leaped up, facing his opponent in mid-air.

His cultivation at the second stage of the fourth rank was fully unleashed.

"Is this the City Lord?"

"Quite impressive, a fourth-rank expert."

"Who is that arrogant person?"

"That's Lei Pengcheng, the City Lord of the neighboring city. I heard he lost face in front of Chen Shouyi before, so he's clearly taking this chance for revenge."

"And he's a City Lord? With such a petty mindset?"

Now, more than three thousand Professionals had gathered, buzzing with discussion and critiquing the two City Lords.

"Courting death!"

Many of the rumors reached the ears of the burly Lei Pengcheng.

He immediately threw a punch, sending out a fist shadow.

His cultivation at the fifth stage of the fourth rank was fully displayed.

Several Professionals who were heavily injured by his fist shadow immediately fell silent upon seeing Lei Pengcheng's majestic Aura.

"Chen Shouyi, heh, only at the second stage of the fourth rank?"

"You're worthy of being a City Lord?"

Seeing Chen Shouyi's cultivation level, Lei Pengcheng burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"You injured my citizens. Apologize and pay compensation!"

Chen Shouyi did not back down an inch.

"You think you're worthy?"

Lei Pengcheng sneered,

"Survive three of my moves first, then we'll talk!"

With that, he lunged through the air, clenching his right hand to condense a thirty-meter-long fist shadow.

It smashed down from the sky.

Chen Shouyi crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Boom!

The thirty-meter fist shadow exploded instantly, slamming Chen Shouyi straight down.

The bluestone street shattered.

Chen Shouyi was smashed into a three-meter-deep pit, coughing up blood incessantly.

"Hahaha, Chen Shouyi, you can't even take a single hit! You really look like a dog right now!"

"Three years ago, you heavily injured me with a single punch. Today, I'm returning it tenfold!"

Pleasure flickered in Lei Pengcheng's eyes.

Not only that.

He wanted Chen Shouyi to lose face and his life!

He turned to look at the dozen or so critically injured civilians and laughed loudly,

"This is your useless City Lord; he couldn't even withstand one of my moves."

"Now I'm curious, if I slaughter all of you right in front of him, will he die of rage!"

"Hahaha."

Lei Pengcheng laughed maniacally.

"You wouldn't dare!"

His chest felt stifled.

Chen Shouyi spat out more blood, infuriated to the extreme, and tried to get up.

But after crawling twice, he couldn't stand steadily and collapsed back down.

Lei Pengcheng walked slowly toward the dozen or so critically injured civilians.

Among the thousands of Professionals, many became excited.

Some of the Professionals even began to harbor wicked thoughts upon seeing the City Lord heavily injured, their eyes drifting toward the city's wealthy households.

"Should we go and do some looting?"

"Let's go."

A dozen figures quietly slipped away from the crowd.

Lei Pengcheng stood before the dozen civilians, looking down at them with a twisted and morbid smile,

"If you want to blame someone, blame your incompetent City Lord!"

"Die!"

To watch his citizens be beaten to death while being powerless to stop it.

How despairing Chen Shouyi must feel!

"Hahaha!"

In Lei Pengcheng's right hand, the thirty-meter fist shadow reappeared.

In this instant.

Not only the civilians about to be killed by Lei Pengcheng, but even those on the outskirts felt immense sorrow.

They didn't steal or rob; they worked diligently to provide supplies for all the Professionals, only wishing to stay alive.

They just wanted to live!

They were already using all their strength just to survive.

Yet, they still had to constantly endure the looting and humiliation from the Professionals.

The Professionals never treated them as human beings.

This was the sorrow of civilians in the era of Professionals!

They had no martial power to resist.

Fortunately, they still had their City Lord to protect them.

But now, their beloved City Lord could barely save himself!

The dozen or so dying civilians couldn't help but glance toward the distant crowd.

Their children, husbands, and wives were mixed in the crowd.

These dozen civilians mouthed silently: Children, don't come over!

Their children, wives, and husbands knelt and wept, their hearts torn asunder!

But they did not lose their reason and rush out of the crowd.

They could only watch helplessly.

This was the humble and powerless way of survival for those at the bottom.

They looked at their children:

You must undergo Awakening and become noble Professionals, completely breaking free from this hopeless social class.

Suddenly.

They discovered a beautiful young girl's figure rushing out!

Someone recognized her.

"It's Ning Xiwei!"

"It's the Genius Ning Xiwei, who publicly contracted a spirit."

"Child, don't come over!"

"You still have hope, don't get involved in this!"

"Don't let our blood splatter on you!"

"Child, run quickly!"

"We aren't worth saving!"

These heavily injured civilians, ignoring the blood spurting from their bodies and holding their broken bones, shouted to warn Ning Xiwei to leave!

Ning Xiwei finally stopped.

Relieved smiles appeared on their faces.

Child, leaving is the right thing to do.

How could our lowly lives be allowed to ruin your future!

Closing their eyes in peace, they prepared to welcome death.

Even if they died.

But,

Hope was still there!

Swish!

A flash of blade light swept across.

A fleeting glimpse of brilliance.

The civilians closing their eyes to wait for death felt as if they saw the first light of dawn piercing through the darkness!

Is this guidance from heaven?

They couldn't help but open their eyes.

The pain throughout their bodies remained!

They weren't dead yet!

When their vision cleared.

They saw the invincible Lei Pengcheng, whose fist shadow had spanned thirty meters, with a hole in his heart.

The hole was as large as the mouth of a bowl.

The closest one was only two meters away from Lei Pengcheng!

So much so that they could see clearly—Lei Pengcheng's heart had completely vanished!

There wasn't even blood flowing from the edges of the hole, as if it had evaporated into thin air!

Cough~

Lei Pengcheng coughed up blood and looked at his chest in disbelief.

His heart was gone!

His whole body felt incredibly cold.

Who was it!

Chiyang City... holds a great terror!

His body went limp, and Lei Pengcheng collapsed.

Just as he was about to fall, a skeletal hand grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

Like lifting a chicken slaughtered at a wet market!

"It's Little Skeleton!"

"It's the Little Skeleton summoned by the Genius Ning Xiwei!"

"The Professional who insulted us is dead, killed by Little Skeleton!"

"Wuwu, a Lord Professional was actually willing to save our lives!"

"It turns out we aren't completely worthless; there's a Professional willing to treat us as humans!"

The heavily injured civilians couldn't help but wail and cry, but every tear was filled with joy.

Ka-ka~

Little Skeleton gestured "ka-ka" to a civilian.

"What does Lord Skeleton want?"

The civilian hated himself at that moment for not being able to understand Lord Skeleton's request.

Ning Xiwei watched for a moment and then realized,

"Uncle, Little Skeleton wants your hoe."

"Here, Lord Skeleton, Lord Ning, please use it as you wish."

Lu Chen took the hoe and held it upright.

Then he used the hoe to impale Lei Pengcheng's spine.

Da-da~

Lu Chen walked slowly to the Bronze Gate and hung Lei Pengcheng's corpse on the hoe, propping it up at the entrance.

Lei Pengcheng's blood flowed down the hoe to the ground.

The meaning was clear.

Cause trouble in Chiyang City, and you die!

Insult the civilians of Chiyang City, and you die!

Instantly.

The crowd of nearly ten thousand Professionals gathered in Chiyang City was in an uproar.

That Little Skeleton was too strong!

A single hit to insta-kill a fourth-rank powerhouse like Lei Pengcheng!

Instantly.

They no longer looked down on Chiyang City, and none dared to make a move.

Those dozen Professionals who were planning to rob the wealthy households of Chiyang City all quietly returned, hiding deep within the crowd, fearing that Lu Chen would see them and hang them on a hoe.

Seeing that the Professionals no longer treated them with indifference.

The civilians of Chiyang City couldn't help but cheer loudly.

The dozen or so dying civilians were all deeply moved, a certain feeling welling up in their hearts.