Translator: CinderTL
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Two armed warriors glanced at Li Chunjun.
Then they looked at the corpse of Xu Zhengyi.
This man was not a criminal, and there had been quite a commotion in Mingzhou about him, so they were somewhat familiar with him.
Yet now, he had been killed by Li Chunjun's sword here.
Li Chunjun's strength was evident.
Moreover, someone like this young man in his twenties, who cared deeply about his reputation, might get so angry from a few words that he'd act recklessly without thinking of the consequences.
With both sides still at close range and…
They weren't even officially part of the Summit Tower yet, the two of them weren't keen on stirring up trouble.
A group of desperadoes.
Of course, they didn't speak kindly.
"Killing here, making a mess with blood all over the room, who's going to clean this up? You? If you've got that kind of energy, you better focus on dealing with the upcoming hunt."
"Think you're tough? Want to try your luck with guns? If there's a next time, I'll shoot you down with a barrage!"
The two snorted coldly and quickly shut the door.
Behind Summit Tower was a high-ranking Qi Refining cultivator.
Unlike ordinary forces, they were unafraid to wield firearms openly.
A dozen or so armed individuals, especially those skilled in martial arts, could easily kill a Integration Realm martial master on the spot.
Besides firearms, Summit Tower had no shortage of martial masters either.
The door closed.
The house returned to its eerie silence.
The once arrogant and fierce competitors were now silent.
Among them, the professional assassin No-Life Blade Tan Li couldn't help but look at Li Chunjun with a hint of respect.
As for Vincent and Du Kang…
They didn't say anything.
They were desperadoes, yes, but not without brains.
In a situation where the sides were roughly equal but one was armed and the other unarmed, the latter was clearly heading for death.
Arrogance…
And Xu Zhengyi, who was a bit mentally unstable, was the best example.
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"Killed a level 9 creature, experience +218!"
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[Life Level: 11 (668/1000)]
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The dead silence in the house lasted for about ten minutes.
The door was opened again.
The two earlier gunmen were leading a man in a suit, wearing a buzz cut, into the room.
"Follow me up the mountain."
He waved, then turned.
Du Kang, Vincent, and Tan Li quickly followed.
Li Chunjun followed suit.
The group exited the house and followed the suited man with large strides.
The man walked fast.
However, each of them was a martial master, the peak of human physicality, and they easily kept up.
Soon, they arrived at an area surrounded by an iron fence.
There were already five people waiting there.
"Only four left."
The man in the suit said calmly, "Looks like those three blood wolves won't be needed."
"Who said they won't be?"
A man playing with a silver pistol snorted and turned his gaze to Li Chunjun. "Xu Zhengyi was chosen by our Chairman Zhao. You killed him, so you'll handle those three blood wolves."
"Handle six blood wolves at once!?" Another person frowned.
"That's Chairman Zhao's orders," the man replied, looking at him. "Does Chairman Zhou want to veto Chairman Zhao's request for someone who hasn't even become a Summit warrior?"
The person heard this and didn't say another word.
The suited man saw this and didn't seem intent on mediating. "Then it's settled. Take your people over there."
He glanced at the four of them. "Go to the four directions of this mountain. At that time, three specially trained blood wolves will attack you. No matter what method you use, kill all the blood wolves to pass the test."
Then he looked at Li Chunjun. "You're handling six. This is punishment for killing one of the test participants early. In Summit Tower, if you make a mistake, there's a price to pay."
Blood wolves, mutated giant wolves!
Their combat power was so strong that even compared to tigers, they were nearly on par.
One against six…
Li Chunjun's expression remained unchanged.
"Go."
The suited man said.
At that, the group walked toward the entrance.
But at that moment, the man playing with the gun suddenly looked at Li Chunjun. "Wait, leave your sword."
He sneered. "Weapons for the test can only be found on the mountain. Who allowed you to bring your own weapon?"
Li Chunjun's gaze landed on the man.
After a long while, Li Chunjun spoke. "Your strength… it's not quite peak martial master, is it?"
The silver pistol that had been in the man's hand was suddenly gripped tightly.
The man tilted his head, looking at Li Chunjun. "Speak clearly what you want to say. I'm a straightforward person. No need to beat around the bush."
"Not a peak martial master, and you still dare provoke me repeatedly knowing I killed Xu Zhengyi? Who gave you the courage?"
Li Chunjun's words were interrupted when the man moved.
The pistol, steady in his hand, quickly shifted and pointed directly at Li Chunjun's forehead.
His expression was cold, and his eyes were full of recklessness.
Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.
"Stop!"
At that moment, he seemed to hear the suited man's angry shout.
Stop?
Impossible!
Anyone who displeased Chairman Zhao had only one fate…
"Die!"
The man thought with a twisted snarl.
But…
There was no sound.
The gunshot didn't fire.
The pistol, which had been aimed at Li Chunjun's forehead, didn't discharge the bullet!
A jam? Impossible!
As a top-notch marksman, he constantly maintained his gun to ensure no malfunctions would occur during crucial moments.
How could it jam now?
But then, the man seemed to sense something.
It fell.
His hand holding the gun broke off at the wrist and dropped.
He could even see the pale radius and ulna where the wrist had been severed…
"My hand!?"
The man's eyes widened.
It seemed that widening his eyes made a difference.
Or perhaps he finally saw something clearly.
It was as if a blade of light swept past him like thunder.
At his neck!?
The next moment, he felt a cold sensation at his neck, and something was severed. Blood poured out from the wound.
He instinctively wiped at it.
It was…
Blood!?
"My blood?"
Looking at the blood covering his hand, the man suddenly realized with an unstoppable terror.
'I was severed at the wrist, then the remaining sword force cut my throat!?'
Such a wound…
He was still miles away from the resort…
He was done for!
He was finished!
The man's eyes were filled with unparalleled fear. His eyes widened as he looked at the others who were somewhat shocked. His mouth moved as though trying to say something.
'I… I…'
But due to his severed vocal cords, he couldn't produce any coherent sound.
Only the suited man's angry shout could be heard.
"Didn't I tell you to stop? Didn't you hear me!?"
Those words…
Were they meant for the sword-wielding Li Chunjun?
So Mr. Ye Sheng was telling him to stop, not him?
He wanted him to stop!?
At this belated realization, the man felt an unprecedented weakness and dizziness.
His body couldn't help but collapse.
His consciousness, along with his body, fell into eternal darkness.
(End of the Chapter)
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