Chapter 131: The Fierce Tiger Emerges from the Gate of Lingtang Temple

  The coffin wasn't too big, and Kainas had circled around it for half a circle when an obstacle appeared on the road ahead. Kainas glared at Qianjin with anger and hatred, this man who made him feel both hateful and angry for two years, sometimes even giving him nightmares and making him fearful. His foot was still in its original position, trampling on Roland's coffin, all his attention drawn to Qianjin, even forgetting where he had placed his own foot.

  It's been two years! Every nightmare has been about this guy! Kaisar gazed at Qianjin, his lips curling up into a faint smile. Today, he could finally get rid of the guy who had haunted his dreams for two years. He hadn't even had an excuse to take care of him before, but unexpectedly, the guy had delivered himself right to his doorstep.

  "Two years ago, I might have been afraid of you. Now? Hmph...” Kaisar's slight smile turned into a sneer, his chin slightly raised as he looked at Qianjin, secretly congratulating himself on seeking this job from the family this time. This time, not only could he seize all the property of the Luo family, but also make great contributions to the expansion of the family's power in Oakland City, and at the same time, use the family's power to teach a lesson to this opponent who had been holding a grudge against him for two years.

  Kai Sa's eyes flickered with a hint of a smile as he glanced at the warrior sitting not far away, sipping tea. This time, his family had sent not only this tenth-level warrior but also two demon-slaying warriors and a magician into the city! To say nothing of a Qi Jing who had been missing for two years, even if he had always been studying in the Oakland Magic and Warrior Academy's warrior department, in front of the mighty power of the Kai family, he was still as insignificant as an ant.

  Kai Sa raised his hand to touch the slightly hawked nose, and a ferocious expression flashed with an unspoken arrogance: "Qian Jin, do you think this is the Academy two years ago? Do you still remember how you treated me back then? This time, our Kai family has brought two demon slayers, and this tenth-level warrior..."

  The warrior sitting in the chair drinking tea slightly raised his head, with a hint of disdainful pride between his eyebrows, and glanced at Qianjin with an air of condescension, before turning his attention back to the teacup in his hand.

  The four vigilant warriors' tense hearts also relaxed in an instant, thinking to themselves that they were indeed too timid. What Young Master Kaisar said was right! This time the Kaisar family sent out two demon-slaying warriors at once, and even dispatched a magician and this level-10 warrior. As long as they followed the rules, not even the city lord or the city's guardian could say anything, let alone a small warrior apprentice?

  Kai's face was full of smugness, and besides that, the Kai family had even invited a Blood Warrior to help out! But this kind of thing didn't need to be told to unrelated low-level personnel...

  "This matter originally had nothing to do with you." Kaisar thought of his family, his heart swelling with anger, and he pointed at Qianjin's nose: "Since you're here..."

  His dry eyes swept across the legs trampling on Luo Lin's coffin, his faintly sorrowful eyes furrowed slightly, without any intention of stopping in his tracks. The four warriors suddenly felt something was off, just as their feet were about to exert force, Qian Jin's leg suddenly lifted high and then heavily fell! Like a battle axe, it fiercely chopped down on Kaisa's knee that was trampling on the coffin.

  Crack!

  The crisp and loud cracking of bones was particularly jarring in the quiet mortuary.

  Dry and strong legs can easily kick off a wooden stake as thick as half a foot, how can Kaisa's leg knee withstand it?

  The sound of the skeleton shattering was as crisp and clear as a slap in the face. Kaisa's body went limp, his hands clutching at his broken leg, which had twisted into an unnatural position, completely opposite to its normal shape. His left leg was bent at an odd angle, rolling around on the ground as he let out a blood-curdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered. The ear-piercing shriek continued unabated.

  His face was as calm and cold as it had been at the beginning, staring at Kaisa on the ground without any other expression, making the whole mourning hall even more gloomy and terrifying: "The place where Rolen sleeps is also a place where your dirty feet can touch?"

  The four warriors were stunned, this move was not only too sudden, but also too ruthless, calm! Without saying a word, they directly attacked, completely shattering the person's kneecap, and didn't care at all, it can be described as terrifying.

  Four stunned warriors couldn't believe their eyes, looking at each other with disbelieving gazes, thinking to themselves: "Has this kid really gone crazy? Didn't he hear what Master Kaisar said earlier? The Kaisar family spent a huge sum of money to get into Oakland City! A level 10 warrior and two demon-hunting warriors! And yet, in the face of such power, he didn't even say a word, just lifted his leg and completely shattered someone's kneecap? The degree of deformation of that leg bone is something that will never be restored in this lifetime...

  Does he know who he's up against? Kaisar is a demon clan! His move can be described as ruthless!

  The warrior, who had been sitting in the chair drinking tea with an air of leisure, suddenly tossed the teacup onto the table and slowly stood up, hands on the armrests. He picked up the long sword that was lying on the table and walked over to Kanetsugu, his dissatisfied eyes scanning Kaisar's anguished cries before turning to Kanetsugu: "Break your own legs and one of your arms. Then get out of here. I can pretend I didn't see this happen. But if I have to take action..."

  He slightly raised his eyelids and gazed at the warrior in front of him with a faintly asked: "A tenth-level warrior?"

  A hint of proud complacency appeared on the warrior's face, his chin unconsciously raised, and his eyes looking at Qian Jing with a hint of disdain. A tenth-level warrior! In Auckland, apart from the city lord and the city guardian, that was an invincible existence! A person who was still a first-year student at the Auckland Magic and Warrior Academy two years ago, how much stronger could he get? He stretched out one finger, and with a slight pinch, he could easily crush him like a bug.

  Crack! With a sudden burst of energy, his right hand's five fingers clenched into a fist, the air itself making a crisp sound. His wrist quickly rotated and slightly lifted, sending a lightning-fast punch towards his opponent's abdomen!

  Bang! The tenth-level warrior didn't even have time to react, his lower abdomen suddenly took the hit and his body instantly curled up like a shrimp. His arrogant face was completely distorted, the force penetrated through his lower abdomen from his back, causing the clothes on his back to bulge out at the spot where the fist landed. His feet, rooted in the ground, could no longer grasp the earth, and his body flew backward uncontrollably. By his ear, he heard the words spoken by Qian Jing when he made his move: "Two years ago, I was already a tenth-level warrior!"

  Two years ago? How is this possible? The tenth-level warrior spat out the tea he had just drunk, along with his breakfast mixed with blood, and couldn't believe what he was hearing. Two years ago, how old would this person who was called Qianjin have been? Even at his current age, becoming a tenth-level warrior was too astonishing...

  Bang! The tenth-level warrior flew backwards in mid-air, less than a meter away, and suddenly felt something blocking the back of his head. His entire body was unable to retreat in mid-air, only to discover that it was Gan Jing who had followed up with one step, stretching out his hand to grab his head through his neck.

  "Is the place where Luo Lin sleeps also a place you can sit?" The cold and stern words of Gan Jing entered the ears of the 10th-level warrior, and immediately, the sound of cracking bones echoed through the room.

  A tenth-level warrior let out a pained cry as his legs hit the ground, before he could even steady himself, Qian Jin lifted his leg and swept it horizontally at the back of his knee.

  Crash! Bang! The legs of the tenth-level warrior were severed, his knees heavily striking the ground, presenting a kneeling posture in front of Luo Lin's coffin.

  He didn't even glance at the tenth-level warrior who had fainted from pain, nor did he spare a look for the four warriors. He turned his head and grabbed Kaisar's head, lifting him up and pressing it against the sole of Lorin's shoe print, saying coldly: "Lick it clean."

  Four warriors stared blankly at the sudden change in the mourning hall, a chill ran down their spines and into their brains. Zhu Lisi's teeth chattered uncontrollably, making a "de de de" sound in the mourning hall. This move was really too ruthless.

  Kai Sa raised his eyes to look at Qian Jin, wanting to say something harsh, but in the instant their eyes met, his body shuddered with cold sweat, and he even forgot about the pain, let alone utter any threatening words about the wealth and power of the Kai family.

  "Never mind! Don't dirty Rohlin's things." With a swift and powerful movement, Keisas was dragged back one meter, his intact leg kicked in the knee pit with a heavy blow, and the sound of the knee crashing echoed through the hall once again.

  "Don't you know the rules for visiting a shrine?" Kanji's hand grasped Kaisar's occipital bone and said coldly, "Well, I'll teach you today. You have to kowtow!"

  Bang! A strong impact force came from the back of Kaisa's head, her slender neck could not withstand this force at all, and her forehead heavily hit the floor, splashing a small amount of dust on the floor.

  The next moment, the ground was covered with a layer of bright red blood. Kaisas felt his brain bursting, and the whole world was spinning. The world in front of him had all turned into a deep red hue.

  Bang! Kaisa's forehead hit the floor again, splashing a lot of bright red blood on the ground, and the whole world became dizzy and seemed to be crumbling.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Four warriors, along with Zhuli Si, watched in horror as Kaisa's head was lifted up by a powerful force, pressed down, lifted again, and pressed down again, colliding with the ground nine times in one breath, turning Kaisa's head into a bloody pulp.

  Qian Jin wiped the blood-stained hand on Kaisa's body, grasped his neck and lifted him high, then with a flick of his wrist, he threw the unconscious or dead person out of the spiritual hall, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground. Only then did he turn to look at the other four warriors: "Take them away! Don't dirty the place where Fatso sleeps."

  Bare violence, the most brutal and ruthless means, was performed to the extreme on the small Ling Tang. The four warriors looked at Qian Jin, and couldn't even muster up a single thought of taking action. Even the tenth-level warrior Duo Kuo Jian Er was instantly disabled, and his disabled appearance was exactly as he had described when he was in danger from Qian Jin.

  Four warriors were divided into two groups, silently lifting the tenth-level warrior Duo Kui and Jia Si. They didn't even dare to glance at Du Jianyi, let alone stay in this spiritual hall for another second. The domineering aura that had previously bullied Luo Qingqing was gone, and they slunk away with their tails between their legs, closing the courtyard gate as they left.