Chapter 717 Fu Yunshen: You're courting death! [2 updates]

Very swift and decisive, with a fighting spirit.

Ye Siqing was still in a daze when Ying Zijing pulled her behind her with one hand.

“Miss Ying.” The leader of the men in black was also puzzled by the girl’s actions. He shook his head and smiled. “I really don’t know how you could say ‘no need.’ What, are you planning to fight us with the weapons from your engineering institute?”

His contempt deepened: "I'm sorry, but with your physique, you wouldn't even have a chance to touch us."

Ying Zijin is outstanding in both appearance and figure.

It's a bit of a pity that he died like that.

Perhaps...

The moment the thought crossed the mind of the man in black, the girl made her move.

"Looks like you've got some skills." He smiled dismissively. "But like I said, you can't work with us—"

"Bang!"

A loud bang exploded in my ears, so loud that a brick fell off the alley.

The leader of the men in black fell to the ground, his body twisted into a pretzel shape, looking bizarre.

All that remained in Ye Siqing's mind were five words from the TV series she was watching.

Dislocating tendons... dislocating bones?

The other seven men in black couldn't even catch a glimpse of the girl.

They felt an invisible pressure pressing down on them, grinding their bones until they ached, and blood gushed from their throats.

The existence of the ancient martial arts world is known only to the Sage's Academy.

After all, the ancient martial arts world was only established in the 16th century, while the city of the world has a history of over a thousand years.

The men in black had no idea that such a mysterious thing as internal energy existed.

"Click-clack—"

A series of crisp, cracking sounds rang out, the sound of bones breaking as they could no longer withstand the pressure.

When facing Xie Huanran, Ying Zijing was pushed to her limit several times, and her ancient martial arts skills also made new breakthroughs.

The later the stage, the faster her ancient martial arts skills recovered.

Now, he has over two hundred years of ancient martial arts cultivation.

Wise people seek strength within themselves.

Ancient martial arts are about people actively cultivating themselves and developing their skills.

Genetic modification is ultimately just an external force; no matter how powerful it is, it can't compare to ancient martial arts practitioners.

"Bang bang bang!"

The internal force that enveloped the alley suddenly intensified, forcing the men in black to fall to the ground.

In the quiet alley, only the girl's languid and indifferent voice fell: "Assassin, you talk too much."

They deserve it.

The only assassins she had ever met were Fu Yunshen and Qin Lingyu.

They are like ghosts when they assassinate.

These lowlifes only know how to spout nonsense.

Ye Siqing was dumbfounded: "..."

The eight men in black stood on top of each other like a human pyramid.

Their ribs were broken, their arms were severed, and they were unable to struggle to fight back.

The first man in black to fall was particularly disoriented; his mind was still reeling, and he couldn't believe he had failed without even lifting a finger.

“These people have indeed undergone genetic modification.” Ying Zijin jumped down from the wall, landing easily, and said calmly, “But they have no connection with the Knights of the City of the World; they belong to an assassin organization.”

Even in the world's largest cities, there are many shady dealings and areas that ordinary residents cannot access.

Just like the underground world of O Continent.

The leader of the men in black froze upon hearing this.

He gritted his teeth and struggled desperately to crush a chip inside his teeth.

The next second—

"Snap!"

His jaw was forcibly removed.

The leader of the men in black let out a shrill scream.

But his shouts didn't even get out of the alley; they were suppressed by the internal force.

"You think I'd send you back to report?" Ying Zijing lowered her head and smiled slightly. "You want to kill me and still go back alive?"

Her eyes were as indifferent as a cold spring, devoid of any emotion.

Several men in black couldn't help but shiver.

Was they really facing just a 19-year-old girl?!

The men in black had also taken on other assassination missions; they had all been involved with the Yu family.

They had never encountered an assassination target before, and the pressure from Ying Zijing was immense.

Ye Siqing watched as the girl easily lifted two two-meter-tall men in black, one in each hand, and threw them into the river beside her.

He then returned and, as if rolling an iron hoop, used an iron rod to poke the remaining black men, kicking them all down.

The river flows gently, a breeze blows softly, and all is quiet.

The city of the world is constantly in conflict. As long as there is no trouble in the central area, there have been instances of people being bombarded in the streets in other places.

But Ye Siqing still witnessed this close-quarters fighting firsthand.

"Junior Sister Ying," she finally came to her senses, speaking cautiously, "Could you teach me some kung fu?"

Ying Zijing hesitated for a moment: "Yes, but the process will be very painful."

She is surrounded by dangers, so it's definitely necessary to prepare in advance.

If Ye Siqing does experiments with her, there's no guarantee they won't be targeted.

"It's alright," Ye Siqing said readily. "It's better than losing my life."

Ying Zijin nodded: "Okay, I'll treat you to a candy when we get back to the dorm."

The topic shifted so quickly that Ye Siqing almost couldn't keep up: "What candy?"

"Strawberry flavored."

"Oh, I really like the strawberry flavor."

Ying Zijin raised her hand and pressed down on the brim of her hat.

A strawberry-flavored medicine that can grant someone ancient martial arts talent.

Now, she wants to eat a few more slices of Black Forest cake to soothe her hands.

**

On the other side.

Research Institute, Institute of Biological Genetics.

A male student was holding binoculars, looking at the area where the alley was located.

But there was no one in the alley; it was empty, and even the mechanical trash can was still in its original place.

"Mervin, what are you doing?" someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind. "There's an experiment coming up, don't forget."

"It's nothing," Mervyn replied dismissively. "Didn't there happen an explosion a while ago? I'm just checking if there are any more murders recently, maybe I can report it to the court ahead of time."

The student didn't say anything, just nodded and left.

Mervyn frowned.

strangeness.

He spent 100 million to place an order with Black Base, the largest assassination organization in the world's city.

The Black Base would send out A-level assassins, surely they can't even kill a student from the Academy of Engineering?

Mervyn never really cared about Ying Zijing.

But that test flight ceremony made many people in the city aware that a dark horse had emerged from the Academy of Engineering.

Ying Zijin remains extremely popular on W website.

The institute has four slots for audiences with sages each year.

Generally, there are three institutes in the Institute of Biological Genetics and one institute in the Institute of Engineering.

Given the current situation, the Chinese Academy of Engineering will certainly be able to secure one more spot during the September selection process.

He was third in the Institute of Biological Genetics. If the Institute of Engineering gets two spots, he will not be able to meet the Sage.

This is not what Mervyn wanted to see.

Since Bea is the eldest daughter of the Lyinger family, Mervyn naturally wouldn't dare to make a move against her.

But Ying Zijin was different; she was a commoner with no background.

Mervyn glanced at the alley in the distance again, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

He put down his binoculars, immediately left the teaching building, and rushed into the alley as quickly as possible.

The next second, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck and instantly lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Mervyn opened his eyes again.

It was very dark around.

There was only a little light ahead.

There stood a tall and imposing figure, exuding an aura of power.

Mervyn felt only fear; his hair stood on end. "Who...who are you?!"

The man's face, half-hidden in the darkness, was as handsome as a god, with the faint light flickering.

The lamplight gradually shifted, illuminating his features, and a sudden surge of murderous intent burst forth.

Terrified, Mervyn screamed and frantically retreated, yelling, "Who are you? Who are you?!"

Where am I?!

How did he get here?

Mervyn's mind was in turmoil, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

"One hundred million?" Fu Yunshen lowered his eyelashes and chuckled softly. "Very rich?"

With a clanging sound.

A coin rolled to the ground and stopped right in front of Mervyn.

This is a commemorative coin issued by the City of the World last year.

The denomination is not high, only one yuan.

Even though paper money has completely disappeared, quite a few people still buy it as a collectible.

Mervyn stared blankly at the coins on the ground, his mind momentarily blank.

Fu Yunshen stood up and patted his shirt: "One yuan, and it'll take your life."

Utter humiliation.

Mervyn felt his blood rush to his head, this time his anger outweighed his fear: "You dare? I'm from the Institute of Biological Genetics, and the Magician himself asked the Dean to take care of me!"

He will enter the Academy of Sages in the future and receive intensive training as a Sage Magician.

Even nobles could not compare to him.

Who dares to oppose a wise man?

“The Magician?” Fu Yunshen stepped forward and lifted Mervyn up with one hand. “I’ll take you to see him, right in front of him. Let’s see if I dare to do it.”

He turned his head and smiled, his eyes cold and indifferent, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Two major scams by Emperor Yingzong—

I'm just an ordinary person.

Please have a candy.

*

While watching Jackie Chan Adventures today for inspiration, I suddenly remembered that the entrance to the phone booth at Norton University was modeled after the entrance to District 13 _(:з」∠)_ Another animated film that reveals my age.

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