The person who arrived was none other than Lin Sheng, who had been pursuing him rapidly all the way.
"Kid, are you an idiot? There's a road to heaven, but you don't take it; there's no gate to Hell, yet you insist on crashing in..."
Ma Qiang and Liu Jie, who had reacted at this moment, exchanged glances and then burst into laughter in unison.
Especially Ma Qiang, his face was extremely excited, looking very eagerly at Lin Sheng who was walking slowly towards him.
"A good-for-nothing who hasn't even reached the Body Tempering Realm, today I'll let you understand the consequences of provoking me, Ma Qiang."
As he spoke, he also took the iron spear from his back and glanced at Liu Jie beside him.
"Brother Liu, leave this kid to me, let me have some fun."
"Naturally."
Liu Jie nodded, indicating no objection. He stuck his steel saber into the ground, but his hand was already playing with a smooth pebble.
Although he didn't know how this kid appeared here, an ordinary person who wasn't even a Martial Artist naturally wouldn't be a match for Ma Qiang, who had already stepped into the Body Tempering Realm.
However, just in case, he still chose to assist from the side. If anything unexpected happened, he would not hesitate to act to prevent any mishaps.
Ma Qiang's face was full of ferocious smiles. Holding the iron spear, he walked towards Lin Sheng, continuously speaking as he walked.
"Kid, I don't know who gave you the courage to deliver yourself to my doorstep. Don't tell me you still think it's like before? Now I'm already..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he saw Lin Sheng on the opposite side suddenly raise the iron spear in his hand and directly throw it out.
Amidst the sharp sound of cutting through the air, the rough spearhead kept getting larger in his line of sight.
Before Ma Qiang could react, he heard a 'poof' sound. The clear sound of a Sharp Weapon entering flesh had already sounded, followed by intense pain like a tidal wave coming from his abdomen.
"Ah!!"
Ma Qiang let out a wail. The powerful impact force of the iron spear, after piercing his abdomen, carried his body backward, impaling his body onto the trunk of an ancient tree.
"So much nonsense."
Lin Sheng glanced indifferently at Ma Qiang, whose expression was twisted, and turned to walk towards Liu Jie.
"This..."
It wasn't until Ma Qiang let out painful roars again that Liu Jie, who was watching from the side, finally reacted.
This wasn't his fault; it was simply because the scene just now happened too suddenly.
He had originally thought that even if Ma Qiang couldn't take down this kid, the two would still have a struggle.
Who would have thought that in just the blink of an eye, Ma Qiang was severely injured? With such serious injuries in this environment, there was absolutely no chance of survival.
Thinking of Ma Long's formidable strength and ruthless style, and that he had failed to protect his younger brother, he would definitely face severe punishment upon returning.
"Kid, you're courting death!!"
Anger surged in his heart. Without the slightest hesitation, he flipped his wrist, and the pebble shot towards Lin Sheng.
As things stood, he could only take this kid's head back, hoping to have an explanation.
And his body had already become like a sharp arrow, brandishing his steel saber as he charged towards Lin Sheng.
Facing the whistling pebble, Lin Sheng merely clapped his hand, as if swatting a fly, directly crushing it into powder.
Then he slightly bent his legs. The next moment, his body also shot straight towards Liu Jie like a cannonball.
"Overestimating himself."
Looking at the opponent's empty hands, who actually clenched his fists wanting to go head-to-head with his steel saber, Liu Jie sneered in his heart.
However, he used all his strength in his hand. The steel saber fell, bringing with it a whistling wind, determined to chop off the opponent's hand with one strike.
He had already decided in his heart that he would absolutely not let the opponent die so easily. He would chop off his limbs one by one, and finally take his head.
But imagination is beautiful, while reality is often unsatisfactory.
The steel saber, flashing with cold light, collided with the rough fist.
There was no bloody scene of flesh and blood flying as imagined.
Instead, those bare hands actually directly gripped the steel saber.
"How is that possible!!?"
Liu Jie's eyes widened, as if he had seen something impossible.
Although his steel saber was not some divine weapon, it wasn't something ordinary people could block, let alone block it with a pair of bare hands.
Even if the Raging Bull Fist was cultivated to minor completion, under his full-strength strike, these hands would definitely not be saved.
"Unless..."
Liu Jie, perhaps having thought of something, his face changed, and he cried out in surprise.
"Your Raging Bull Fist has already reached major completion!!"
"You are a Forging Tendons Martial Artist!!"
"This is impossible, this is utterly impossible..."
Before Lin Sheng could reply, he was already shaking his head frantically, his face flushed, desperately mobilizing all the strength in his body to pull out the steel saber.
Creak... creak... creak...
However, no matter how he struggled, the steel saber remained motionless, as if it had been welded onto the palm.
"Is this all?"
Feeling the slight pain coming from his palm, Lin Sheng shook his head slightly, and then suddenly exerted force.
With a crisp 'clang', the steel saber was actually directly snapped by him.
"Go to Hell!!"
And Liu Jie had already recovered from his shock. Seeing the steel saber snap, he didn't hesitate at all. He let go and retreated, shooting a white object from his Pregnant.
It then exploded, releasing a large amount of white powder. It turned out to be a small cloth bag filled with lime powder.
And this wasn't over. Liu Jie didn't choose to retreat. Instead, he took out two more darts and shot them into the white mist.
At this moment, Lin Sheng's figure had already rushed out from within the white mist. He swung his arm, swatting away one dart, while the other landed on his shoulder.
Seeing this scene, Liu Jie was not surprised but instead pleased. A cold smile appeared on his face, and his body quickly retreated backward.
That dart was a hidden card he possessed. It had already been pre-coated with potent poison. As long as it punctured a wound, the poison would enter the blood, and the opponent would quickly die.
However, the symptoms of poisoning he imagined, such as the opponent struggling in pain, kneeling on the ground, and having difficulty breathing, did not appear. Instead, the opponent quickly chased after him.
"Courting death. The more you circulate your qi and blood, the faster the poison will take effect. By then, you won't even know how you died."
His body quickly ran backward. He was certain that the opponent couldn't last more than a few breaths and the poison would soon take effect. He wouldn't give the opponent a chance for mutual destruction.
Clearly, he was very confident in his potent poison. He had acquired it at a high price, and even a Forging Tendons Martial Artist would absolutely not escape death.
Soon several breaths passed, but Liu Jie was surprised to find that the opponent still showed no signs of poisoning. Instead, he was getting closer and closer.
"What's going on? Why isn't the poison taking effect yet?"
Liu Jie's heart was full of doubt, but there wasn't much time for him to think. A muffled sound came from behind him.
He saw Lin Sheng's calf suddenly swell by a circle. He stomped on the ground, instantly boosting his speed and shooting forward several meters.
Liu Jie subconsciously looked back, but a black boot had already reached him, and a foot landed on his back.
Amidst the cracking sound of bones breaking, Liu Jie was like someone hit by a speeding carriage. His body flew directly backward, landing near a pile of weeds not far away.
At this moment, Liu Jie felt as if his entire body had fallen apart. He struggled to get up but couldn't.
Looking at Lin Sheng, who was walking slowly towards him, he widened his eyes, wanting to say something, but just 'wow', he spat out a large amount of black blood, mixed with pieces of internal organs.
Afterward, as if his strength had been drained, he fell weakly to the ground, only his eyes remained wide open, unwilling to close even in death.
Lin Sheng stepped over and searched Liu Jie's body.
Besides finding a few darts, a money bag, and some miscellaneous items on him, there was also a thin booklet.
This made Lin Sheng's heart fill with joy.
"Could it be another Cultivation Technique manual!"
This thought flashed through his mind, but he was not in a hurry to check it.