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  The inner energy is invisible, so killing people leaves no shadow.

  Plucking a leaf to kill someone is to fill one's internal energy into a small tree leaf, achieving the effect of killing.

  Compared to the former, it is much more difficult to kill with a leaf, as it is extremely hard to control one's inner power to such a subtle degree.

  "Primordial Spirit Realm... Master."

  The bodyguard's eyes were wide open, and even his breathing felt unsmooth.

  "Are you a Yuan Shen Jing master?"

  A bodyguard asked cautiously.

  Among warriors, the strong are revered. This group of bodyguards has only just entered the beginner's realm and hasn't even reached the Earthly Realm yet. When they encounter a strong warrior in the Earthly Realm, they must show utmost respect.

  Now, a Yuan Shen realm master is standing right in front of me, and yet he's still so young.

  His legs couldn't help but go limp and he knelt down on the ground.

  "It seems I'm not stupid after all."

  Ling Hao's gaze swept over the bodyguards with a sudden chill: "A martial artist should have spirit. You are doing this for a living, which is understandable. However, helping evil people is not having the spirit of a martial artist."

  "Now, I'll give you a chance to tell us the whole story. If either of them dares to utter one lie, they will be finished."

  Boom!

  Ling Hao's voice fell, and the terrifying Xuan Gong suddenly enveloped all the bodyguards, compressing the air around them to an extreme.

  Soon, several bodyguards were already pale, their eyes bulging, about to suffocate.

  "Master, it's Young Master Wang. Young Master Wang designed a trap to deceive this young lady and the two men who were just here are in cahoots with him."

  "It was they who deceived these few ladies, Wang Shao intentionally bumped into Miss Zi's body, extorting money from Miss Zi. If Miss Zi couldn't afford to pay, then she would have no choice..."

  Noticing that his companions around him had already started rolling their eyes, the bodyguard kneeling on the ground immediately shouted.

  One sentence, one glance was enough to push people to such a state, and Ling Hao's strength made all the bodyguards desperate.

  "It was them two, I knew it. Why would they be so kind as to invite us here? It's all a conspiracy. When we get back to school, I'm definitely not going to let them off."

  By Ziyu's side, a pretty girl clenched her fists tightly, with annoyance all over her lovely face.

  They shouldn't have come if they had known it would be like this.

  Ling Hao is strong, but his opponent is the mayor's son, and it's really uncertain who will have the last laugh if a conflict really arises.

  "Brother Ling, Yingying is still in their hands..."

  Zi Xi was held in Ling Hao's arms, and the worries in her heart had long since disappeared.

  She herself is also unclear why it would be so, Wang Shao is the only son of Mayor Wang, a proud young master in the upper class of Longjiang City.

  Just now, she was so flustered that she wanted to risk her life to rescue the young ladies.

  But when Ling Hao arrived, she suddenly felt a sense of security, a feeling that she could completely rely on.

  Everything seems to be going smoothly when Ling Hao is around.

  For some reason, thinking of this, Zi Xi's face turned slightly red, her eyes secretly glanced at Ling Huan a few times, and only when she saw the clarity in his eyes did her heart feel a little down.

  "Yingying, are you that chubby girl from a few days ago?"

  Ling Hao swept his gaze over the group of students, remembering that there was a fat girl in his memory who had a particularly good relationship with Zi Xi. On a day like today, the two should be together.

  "Yes, Brother Ling, hurry up and save Yingying." Zi Xi was anxious: "They want to use violence on Yingying."

  "Where is she?" Ling Hao calmly walked up to the bodyguard, his tone indifferent.

  Today, killing two Earthly Demons would be enough. These bodyguards are only at the Entry Level, and in Ling Huo's eyes, they are even weaker than ants.

  "Master, in Room No. 1, that's Wang Shao's private room, I'll take you there."

  The bodyguard nodded and hurriedly led Ling Hao to the No. 1 box, his whole body already soaked as if he had just been caught in the rain.

  In the face of life, what is worth mentioning is not a king's wealth.

  Boom!

  Arriving at Room No. 1, Ling Hao kicked the door open with one foot, and a sudden burst of angry curses came from inside.

  "Grass mud horse, which blind kid dares to come and cause trouble."

  "King Shao, I've made you laugh."

  In the private room, there were nine people in total, all of whom were martial artists. The strongest among them was a thin old man wearing a black Tang suit, with eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

  The other eight were young people, with the leading youth wearing gold-rimmed glasses and being refined and courteous.

  "Are you looking for death?"

  Ling Hao calmly led Zi Xi and several others into the private room, a hint of teasing flashing in his eyes.

  With a swift movement of his foot, he took a step sideways and instantly appeared in front of the person who was scolding him.

  “...”

  The young man's eyes widened in panic, just as he was about to make a move, he felt a sharp pain in his throat, and before he knew it, a pair of iron-like palms had tightly clamped onto his neck.

  A painful sensation coursed through his nerves, and the young man's mouth moved with a "gulping" sound as if he wanted to say something, but felt that his body was no longer under his control.

  "Hey kid, what do you want to do? Do you know where this is?"

  The old man's eyes showed some surprise, but he didn't take Ling Hao seriously.

  Just now that step method, he can also achieve it, and is even stronger than Ling Huan.

  With a resolute look in his eyes, the old man said coldly: "If you don't want to die, let go of Li brother. Otherwise, Shen Mou will not be polite."

  "It's nothing to boast about, killing him was like killing an old dog."

  Ling Hao's palm shook, and the young man's figure suddenly shot out like a cannonball, heavily hitting the 100-inch TV.

  Splendid!

  Electricity and shattering glass accompanied blood-curdling screams.

  The young man known as Li Shao "crashed" again and shattered the tea table, his life or death unknown.

  If it were an ordinary person, Ling Hao would naturally not be able to do anything about it, because ordinary people have the government backing them.

  But martial artists are different, most of them are controlled by municipal wushu associations, provincial wushu associations and national wushu associations.

  The disciples of the sect have control over the sect.

  Ling Hao killed him, and he was no longer afraid of what the Martial Arts Association could do to him.

  These nine people in front of me are all martial artists, especially the old man, who is at the fifth level of Yuan Shen Realm.

  Stronger than Bi Zhen Piao's strength by a notch.

  Among the other eight people, Wen is the strongest in terms of literary talent and martial arts skills, reaching the peak of Di Sha. It's extremely rare for someone of his age to have achieved this level.

  Since they were all warriors, Ling Hao naturally didn't need to be polite anymore.

  Killing is one thing, but crippling the other side is a must.

  "Alright kid, since you want to die, I'll make it happen."

  The old man's face turned iron-gray, and just as he was about to take action, he was blocked by the young man in the middle.

  "I don't know why this little brother wants to oppose Wang, I don't recall knowing him."

  The young man blocked the old man, his eyes fell on Linghao with a puzzled gaze, feeling that he was somewhat familiar, but couldn't think of where he had seen Linghao or heard of him.

  If Ling Hao hadn't shown a bit of his hand just now, the young man would not have been so amiable.

  That incredible footwork was something he had never seen in all his years.

  In an instant, Wang Shao had roughly guessed that Ling Huan was probably a direct disciple of a major sect or the young master of a wealthy family.

  If it's the former, he still needs to be a bit more cautious. If it's the latter, whether in Longjiang City or other cities, he knows many upper-class people and wants to die easily.

  (End of chapter)

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