Translator: CinderTL
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Li Chunjun does not kill for "experience."
He kills to control violence.
Therefore, he chooses the most efficient way to kill, whatever it may be.
If he can use a sword, he will never use his fists.
If he can use a gun, he will never use a sword.
...
The moment he aimed the specially made firearm, obtained from Liu Yacun's bodyguard, at Han Shan, he did not hesitate to pull the trigger.
Not good!
Han Shan, whose five fingers were spread wide like tiger claws reaching for Li Chunjun's neck, changed his expression drastically and his figure suddenly flashed.
No martial ethics!
This young man has no martial ethics!
They were fighting, and he actually used a gun!
Bang!
A flash of fire erupted.
The kinetic energy provided by the special gunpowder propelled the bullet out of the chamber in an instant.
Although Han Shan reacted quickly, he was still slower than the gun, which was so close.
The next moment, a burst of deep red blood exploded from his shoulder.
The tremendous kinetic energy in the bullet made his body tremble involuntarily, causing him to lean slightly backward.
But this shot was only the beginning.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Not even a second after the first shot, Li Chunjun fired four more shots.
Even though Han Shan exploded his speed and body movement to the extreme, he still couldn't avoid the rapid-fire shots.
The second bullet grazed his arm, the third hit his chest, the fourth struck his waist, and the fifth missed.
It was too close.
The two were too close.
At such a short distance, even a martial artist who had perfected his martial arts couldn't avoid being shot.
Two out of four hits.
Coupled with the initial shot, these injuries were enough to deal a fatal blow to Han Shan, the head of the Pinjian Martial Hall and the greatest force in the martial arts community of Guangzhou.
Reality is not a game.
In a game, getting shot only means losing health; as long as you're not dead, you can still fight back.
But in reality, the intense pain from the gunshot wounds and the holes in the body will force the body to channel all its vital energy to the wound. This physiological change leads to dizziness, weakness, and other negative states, causing the loss of combat ability.
Just like now...
Han Shan was still holding on to his breath. With immediate medical attention, he could have been saved.
But...
The powerful kinetic energy from the specialized firearm had knocked him onto his back, and he couldn't summon any force to fight back.
He could only watch as Li Chunjun took steady strides toward him, the barrel of the gun pointing straight at his head...
Unprecedented fear erupted from his weakened body as the dark muzzle of the gun pointed at his head.
Han Shan's pupils widened.
At that moment, he was no longer the towering figure of the Guangzhou martial arts community, no longer the head of the Pinjian Martial Hall with hundreds of disciples under his command, no longer the respected master, revered by thousands.
He was just an ordinary middle-aged man who wanted to survive, unwilling to give up his prosperous life and golden years!
"Stop... Stop... Spare me..."
Bang!
Li Chunjun, aiming at Han Shan's head, did not hesitate for a moment to pull the trigger.
Not even half a second.
This time, he couldn't dodge.
Bang!
Before Han Shan even hit the ground, a blood hole appeared on his forehead.
The bullet even passed through his head, exiting from the back of his skull and shooting into the ground less than thirty centimeters away.
Reluctance, pain, ferocity, hatred, regret, and numerous other emotions suddenly surged across his face, twisting his expression into something incredibly distorted.
This distortion froze at the moment his body crashed to the ground, looking...
So ugly.
"He's also the same."
Li Chunjun said, "No different."
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"Killed level 8 creature, Experience +781!"
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[Life Level: 9 (37/900)]
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"Master!"
"No!"
"Beast! You... how dare you!?"
At that moment, angry shouts mixed with fury came from the direction of the main hall.
The disciples who thought their master was invincible saw the criminal use this despicable and shameless method to kill their master, and they were enraged.
However, as they turned, Li Chunjun, who was immersed in his "level-up" state, suddenly spun around, his pistol sweeping across, aiming at the three disciples at the entrance of the main hall.
He fired!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The shouts, insults, and cries were instantly drowned out by the chaos.
The three disciples didn't dare hesitate, bursting into the main hall.
Even so, one of them was grazed by a bullet, another was shot in the shoulder, and the kinetic energy in the bullet forced him to stagger backward.
As Li Chunjun fired, he took long strides, kicking up the sword that had been disarmed earlier, securely holding it in his right hand that had "fully recovered."
He maintained the stance of holding both a sword and a gun and charged forward at full speed.
When the nine remaining bullets in the gun were exhausted, he had already killed his way into the hall.
The "fourth senior brother" who had been yelling the loudest, cursing "beast" without stopping, was forced to shut up after being shot. Now, seeing Li Chunjun, sword in hand, charging toward him, his face turned deathly pale.
Whoosh!
Just as Li Chunjun was about to finish him off, a cold light suddenly flashed.
The sharp sound of a sword's whistle mixed with its piercing edge shot toward Li Chunjun's side in the blink of an eye.
The sword's tip was aimed directly at his head.
This strike was incredibly ferocious, and its angle was clearly targeting Li Chunjun's right hand, which was supposed to be "useless."
With this devious and cunning strike, theoretically, even an inner and outer combined martial artist would have been killed instantly if they lost the use of their right hand.
Even if they managed to dodge the death blow, the subsequent sword strikes would have relentlessly pursued and killed them.
But...
He clearly didn't know that someone, just a second ago, had had their wrist crushed and their arm rendered useless, with blood still wet, but had already fully recovered.
Not just recovered!
At this moment, he was far stronger than when he first entered the Pinjian Martial Hall!
Han Shan, who had achieved complete mastery over his energy channels and was on the verge of unity in the Way, had provided him with enough experience to almost increase his life level.
With the completion of his level 7 to level 8 upgrade, he was now at level 9.
The overall strengthening from two life level increases boosted his reaction speed, velocity, and explosive power by two tiers.
As a result, even though the "big senior brother" Zhang Li, with his impeccable timing and flawless strike aimed at Li Chunjun's head, was swift, Li Chunjun managed to outpace him.
Buzz!
The sword hummed!
The sword, which had seen countless battles with him, sliced through the air with an icy glint, moving with incredible speed.
Zhang Li didn't even have time to see the sword's true trajectory before the cold light had already driven through his arm and into his throat.
Only then did the sword he had aimed at Li Chunjun's head reach him, but Li Chunjun slightly tilted his head, easily dodging it.
Hiss!
The sword pierced and was withdrawn!
A spray of bright red blood shot out, splattering across Li Chunjun.
Li Chunjun didn't even blink, and without any hesitation, he turned and walked calmly toward the "fourth senior brother," who was staring at him with wide eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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