Chapter 98

Wei He stood in the alley, motionless, looking at the black-clad corpse on the ground.

The opponent's strength was not great, just a Blood One, but for someone who had never practiced martial arts, a Blood One was still an unresistable level.

At this level, most people could achieve it by finding a suitable martial art, diligently practicing for several to a dozen years, and with sufficient resources.

Unless one had the worst possible talent, most people could reach Blood One.

This was Tazhou, a place where martial arts were highly valued, with more resources. If it were in Feiye City, there wouldn't be so many Blood Ones.

Wei He sighed inwardly, then suddenly raised his hand, and the power of the Covering Rain Seal surged. He pointed his finger forward.

In the darkness, a glint of cold light was just touched by his finger and fell to the ground.

A crisp sound rang out, indicating that the object was made of metal.

Wei He looked in the direction from which the projectile had come, just in time to see a dark figure quickly fleeing.

He did not chase after it; at this moment, staying put and waiting for backup was the best response.

After waiting for a short while in the alley, Yang Xue did not arrive, but two agile men rushed into the alley.

The two men, upon seeing the black-clad corpse on the ground, rushed forward and swung their fists at Wei He, one on each side.

The wind from their punches created two whistling sounds, and just by the sound of the air being split, one could tell how powerful they were.

They seemed to be wearing metal gloves.

Wei He remained calm, and with lightning speed, he pointed his fingers forward twice.

The Covering Rain Seal he practiced was focused on the fingers, and at this moment, his fingers, enhanced by three Blood Three martial arts, were indestructible.

Even without using the other two Blood Three martial arts, the Covering Rain Gathering Clouds Technique had been raised to an extremely high level.

The two men sensed something was wrong and, without engaging in combat, simultaneously retracted their hands, ignoring the backlash of qi and blood, and raised their hands.

Pfft, pfft, a large amount of lime dust flew up, and Wei He's vision became dim.

But he stood still, and with a quick movement of his toes, he dragged the corpse to his feet and stepped on it.

Soon, he felt someone pulling the corpse under his feet.

As the lime dust settled, the person pulled hard but failed to move the corpse.

"Pull harder!" one man shouted.

"I'm pulling, but it won't budge!" the other replied.

"Use more strength!"

"It's stuck on something."

Pfft, pfft, more lime dust flew up, making the air even thicker.

Wei He stood firm, one foot on the corpse, and remained silent.

The corpse under his feet started to be pulled again, and he felt a slight movement. He had already determined the accurate position and was about to act to take down the two men.

But he immediately stopped and stood still.

The person had fled.

"Interesting," Wei He said, brushing the lime dust off his hair and turning around.

At this moment, several constables finally arrived at the other end of the alley.

A tall man with thick, powerful legs and a somewhat slender upper body approached in large strides.

"Constable Wei," he greeted with a fist salute.

"Constable Wang. This is the first crime scene. The culprit was wearing a night suit and was struck down by me. The other two fled. The scene has not been disturbed," Wei He replied with a fist salute, quickly explaining.

"Good, I'll take it from here. Thank you for your hard work," Constable Wang said. He was the true official in charge of the local government office.

Unlike Wei He and the others, who were temporarily hired, he was a genuine government official.

Wei He nodded and stepped back, giving the space to the other.

But as soon as he moved aside,

A gray shadow suddenly rushed in from behind the constables.

The gray shadow moved swiftly and silently, passing through the three constables and heading straight for Constable Wang.

"Bold!" Constable Wang coldly snorted, and his right leg flew up, the power surging as he kicked fiercely at the opponent.

Bang!!

A loud explosion.

Constable Wang grunted, and he was actually struck by the gray shadow's palm, flying backward and crashing into the alley wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

He, a Blood Three expert, was severely injured in just one exchange.

The gray shadow then quickly pounced on Wei He.

Wei He's mind was clear, knowing that the opponent was definitely related to the black-clad men and had strength far surpassing a typical Blood Three, likely reaching the Power Stage.

After all, even if this person had reached the peak of Blood Three, it wouldn't be enough to severely injure Constable Wang in one move.

He did not dare to be careless, activating the Flying Dragon Technique and combining it with the Return Mountain Fist and Covering Rain Seal, both Blood Three techniques.

He threw a punch forward.

The combination of two Blood Three techniques, along with the explosive power of the Flying Dragon Technique, made him dart forward like a cannonball.

Bang!

The two exchanged blows rapidly, engaging in over a dozen exchanges in the blink of an eye.

The gray shadow let out a light exclamation, grabbed the corpse on the ground, and leaped out of the alley.

Wei He was left standing alone, his face flushed, slowly regulating his breathing.

Definitely a Power Stage expert. Every move carried power, unlike us Blood Threes, who need to stimulate the blood to activate power.

Moreover, the opponent's power was continuous and abundant, covering the entire body, while a typical Blood Three like me can only activate power at fixed points on the body.

Wei He felt a tingling and soreness in his fists but was not injured.

He had a rough estimate of his own strength.

This was his first true encounter with a Power Stage martial artist. Such experts were truly invincible against weaker opponents.

Anyone who couldn't withstand their power would be easily defeated.

But those who could withstand their power could resist for a short time.

However, they couldn't last long.

If I added the palm force of the Five Ridges Palm, I wonder if I could defeat this person, Wei He speculated.

But at this moment, he couldn't afford to think too much.

Constable Wang was injured, and the three constables on the ground were in unknown condition. The situation had escalated.

Constable Wang's full name was Wang Chong. He stood up from the wall, gritting his teeth and looking around. A mouthful of blood he couldn't hold back surged out, but he suppressed it again.

"It's the human-faced tiger, Xiao Heng! This guy actually dared to commit a crime again!" His expression was grim.

"Human-faced tiger Xiao Heng?" Wei He had heard of this name.

This person was a Power Stage martial artist, originally the master of a small martial arts school, who had offended one of the three major families in Xuanjing City, the You family, for unknown reasons.

As a result, his martial arts school was shut down, and he went into hiding, hunting the You family's descendants and having some connection with a mysterious organization.

"Xiao Heng has reached the peak of his family's Five Labors and Three Injuries Technique, achieving the Power Stage. His entire body has no weak points, and his power is perfectly harmonized. Cough, cough," Constable Wang paused, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"This matter involves a Power Stage martial artist, which is beyond our capabilities," he quickly said.

"Also, I didn't expect Constable Wei to be so strong, even a Power Stage expert couldn't take you down," Wang Chong said, somewhat surprised.

"I'm also injured, internally, but it's not obvious," Wei He said after a moment of silence, his voice deep.

At this moment, he carefully felt and discovered that his fists and forearms had tiny blood vessels ruptured, indicating he was indeed injured.

Wang Chong was speechless. "What the hell do you look like you're injured? Have some shame, will you?"

"I'm still too weak. I'm seriously injured and need to ask Constable Wei to stay here for a while. Before I came, I not only notified the government office but also the You family. Someone should be here soon," Wang Chong continued, suppressing his sense of imbalance.

"No problem," Wei He nodded.

The two then had the chance to check the three constables on the ground. They had already noticed that the three were already dead.

Three people who were just alive and moving were now lying on the ground, like cheap, valueless expendables, dying without meaning.

Wei He felt a sense of melancholy but looked at Wang Chong.

His expression was unchanged, as if he was used to such things.

"Ordinary constables have this fate. In our line of work, why do we get such good benefits? Isn't it because we risk our lives?" Wang Chong said lightly.

He leaned against the wall, stood up, and coughed again.

"So many of you, from prestigious families, leave after a short time. You're different from us. You're all precious," Wang Chong added.

Wei He wanted to say that he was also poor, but Wang Chong didn't seem to notice his expression.

"You're young, with the protection of your sect, a future, and potential. We're different. We can only risk our lives," Wang Chong said.

Wei He was speechless.

He had heard about Constable Wang. He was already over thirty-five, and if he didn't make a breakthrough soon, he would have no chance.

What could he earn from other jobs, like running a martial arts school, teaching disciples, or doing guard work? It wouldn't be enough for a Blood Three martial artist to break through.

So, this government position was truly a matter of risking one's life.

"You're also thirty-five, right?" Wei He said softly. For a Blood Three, forty was a critical age. After that, there was no hope.

"Ha ha, you want to say join a sect? I've practiced my family's Blood Dot Leg for fifteen years. It's already hard to break through, and changing would be a waste," Wang Chong waved his hand, not wanting to say more.

Wei He remained silent, understanding that not everyone could practice multiple techniques like him without hesitation.

The two waited in the alley for a while, and finally, more people arrived.

This time, it wasn't from the government but from one of the three major families in Xuanjing City, the You family.

A large group of people, all dressed in the You family's servant uniforms, quickly crowded into the alley. They were all robust men, armed with short knives and wearing leather armor, exuding a powerful aura, not inferior to the soldiers Wei He had seen in Feiye City's Hong family fortress.

The leader, dressed in a light green robe, with gray hair, looked to be around fifty, like an ordinary old teacher.

But when Wei He looked at him, he felt a sudden chill, an instinctive reaction to danger.

This person's eyes had a faint white tinge, not like a normal person. His arms and shoulders, though hidden under the green robe, still showed the outline of powerful muscles.

"Xiao Heng has escaped again!" he said calmly, glancing at the corpses on the ground.

"You two," he looked at Wei He and Wang Chong.

Wang Chong's injuries were clearly visible, but Wei He looked normal, with no blood on him, indicating he had escaped unscathed from Xiao Heng.

"Actually managed to escape from Xiao Heng," the man said, surprised, looking at Wei He with more seriousness.

He bowed. "I am You Zhuang, currently the head of the main house, responsible for hunting down the human-faced tiger Xiao Heng. The compensation for the injured constables will be handled by the You family."

"I am Wei He, newly appointed for two months, a disciple of the Tianyin Gate's Wanqing Hall," Wei He replied with a bow.

"I'm not doubting you, but you're not a Power Stage expert, right? How did you manage to withstand Xiao Heng's Five Labors and Three Injuries Technique?" You Zhuang asked, puzzled.