And almost at the moment when the bald muscular man noticed Shen Qiang's derisive smile at the corner of his mouth, he was taken aback.

Shen Qiang made his move.

True Qi instantly activated "Wind Walk" from the "Mixed Arts".

In an instant, he vanished from the sight of the bald man.

The bald man was startled, with no time to react.

The man holding the shotgun was horrified to see that Shen Qiang had already appeared behind the bald man in a flash.

He wanted to shout a warning.

But he was horrified to find that his speed of opening his mouth to scream couldn't keep up with Shen Qiang's speed at all.

He could only watch helplessly as Shen Qiang's fingertips swept across the bald man's neck; then, a white line split open, and blood spurted out!

"Li Ge!"

The man with the shotgun roared out.

Then he was horrified to see that Shen Qiang, behind the bald man, had already snatched the machete from the bald man's grasp.

"Power!"

With a change of True Qi, the machete in Shen Qiang's hands instantly turned into a white flash!

Pu!

A severed half of an arm, along with the shotgun, fell to the ground.

The gunman, horrified, tried to scream, but it was only then that he found himself flying, spinning in mid-air before he horrifiedly saw his own headless body, now armless, gushing blood!

And it all happened in nearly the same moment.

Bang!

The shotgun in the hands of the man by the black off-road vehicle fired.

But to his horror,

almost at the very moment he pulled the trigger, he was horrified to see Shen Qiang disappear, and the next instant, appear indifferently in front of him.

Pu!

Blood flew along with a decapitated head.

In an instant, the dozen or so tattooed youths wielding iron pipes and large machetes were stunned.

Because although these events are slow to describe, they actually happened in an instant.

Almost as soon as the gunshot sounded, the bald big brother fell to his knees, and two heads flew into the air.

All of this added together took less than a second.

"Demon!"

"Run!"

There were loud shouts from the crowd.

Then many of the youths scattered and fled.

However, it was too late.

At this time, Shen Qiang had already entered an inexplicable state.

Wind Walk!

His figure suddenly accelerated to the position he desired.

Precision!

The angle of his blade was perfect.

He didn't even need to use his power!

The machete was already relentlessly cutting down.

"Daddy, save me!"

"Don't kill me!"

"Bro, I beg you to spare me!"

The fleeing youths screaming for mercy as they witnessed their brothers being chopped down like vegetables by a ghostly figure.

But it was all in vain.

At this time, there was not a trace of emotion in Shen Qiang's eyes.

Because the moment the passing woman was killed by the bald man with one slash to her neck's artery, Shen Qiang had already decided he would not let any of the scum go.

"Bro, spare me! Dad, I'm kowtowing to you, spare me please!" He watched indifferently at the tattooed man kneeling before him, wailing and kowtowing.

Shen Qiang swung his blade.

Pu!

Heads flew and blood splattered.

Afterwards.

Shen Qiang took a deep breath.

In the midst of the lingering exhaustion, he wiped the handle of his blade and then threw the sword onto the ground.

The desolate sound of the machete hitting the ground merged with the thick scent of blood in the air.

Shen Qiang slightly frowned.

Because this was different from the smell of blood in an operating room, as those lying on the streets no longer had any chance of survival.

After a soft sigh.

Shen Qiang turned around indifferently, propping up his body, now empty of True Qi, and walked towards home.

One step, two steps, three steps.

As the excitement from battle subsided, Shen Qiang's steps became heavier and more weary...

"Really is a clueless newbie, huh."

In a dark corner at the entrance of the alley.

The voluptuous and attractive manager Xu Nan from Wanxin Hecheng watched Shen Qiang's retreating figure and laughed lightly, "Help him clean up."

Not far behind her, a young man in a shirt without a single wrinkle nodded and strode into the street, his hands now wearing a pair of pure white gloves.

Swish, swish, swish!

A fine powder, like refined salt, scattered from a small white porcelain bottle in his hands over the corpses.

With a faint wisp of green smoke.

The bodies and their clothing dissolved into nothingness.

The young man was quick.

Almost after only a dozen seconds, he had returned to Xu Nan's side, standing tall and respectfully said, "Miss, we can leave now."

Xu Nan got up to leave but had barely taken two steps when she stopped and then said in a deep voice, "Have you noticed? This Shen Qiang, though he just touched the threshold of Spiritual Movement, possesses a speed and power almost comparable to the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his sword technique is unexpectedly precise."

The upright young man respectfully replied, "Perhaps it's a Secret Technique."

"Cultivation Sects that use swords seem to be quite weak, this Shen Qiang is getting more and more incomprehensible," Xu Nan frowned.

The upright young man respectfully said, "If Miss is curious, I can capture him for questioning."

Xu Nan smiled and said, "No need, a mere Loose Cultivator who hasn't even completed Foundation Establishment is not our concern."

...

Inside the rental room.

Shen Qiang, exhausted to the extreme, sat cross-legged on the bed.

Deep within his mind, Qingxuan earnestly and diligently helped Shen Qiang control the little remaining True Qi in his body for cultivation and recovery.

At this moment, Shen Qiang was carefully reviewing the content of the Medical Saint Inheritance "Mixed Arts" in his mind.

He remembered when he first received the Medical Saint Inheritance, how he felt disappointed because there wasn't a Cultivation Technique specifically for fighting, but now it seemed that was not the case.

Wind Walk granted him super-fast speed.

Precision ensured that Shen Qiang's blade struck exactly where he wanted.

Power, once used, could generate a force three times his own strength!

When these three abilities were combined, they formed a method that was swift, precise, and fierce; what more did Shen Qiang need from a Cultivation Technique?

Combined with Medical Skill and an understanding of the human body, with enough True Qi as support, Shen Qiang would be terrifyingly powerful!

Not only that, but there were two more similar skills and techniques in the "Mixed Arts".

One was called "Golden Body" and the other "Fury".

However, all of them were only learnable after reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage.

So exactly how powerful they were, Shen Qiang was not yet clear, but considering the threshold for learning, they would undoubtedly be stronger than Power, Precision, and Wind Walk.

What a powerful Medical Saint Inheritance!

Shen Qiang couldn't help but marvel.

Still, for some reason, that dark green, olive-like Plague Seed showed no change at all.

It neither took root nor sprouted, and he had no clue what its use was.

But thankfully, with Wind Walk, Precision, Power, and his vast medical knowledge, these were enough for now.

Especially when he thought of the time he slaughtered those bastards, Shen Qiang's resolve to become stronger grew ever more firm.

As for whether their deaths would be discovered, with no experience in such matters, Shen Qiang could only pray that those bastards hadn't lied and that they had indeed destroyed all the surveillance in the vicinity.

Otherwise...

This could turn into big trouble!

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