The King of Urban Mercenaries

The fat woman’s lengthy tirade was absolutely formidable, getting struck by it resulted in torn skin and flesh!

Although Lin Fei’s body was incredibly strong, he too was unwilling to be struck by it! Even though he would be fine, the pain was still there; Lin Fei was not inclined towards masochism, so he hurriedly dodged to avoid the opponent’s attacks.

Pa pa pa...

The sound of the whip crackled repeatedly, as Lin Fei continuously dodged, causing quite a few in the audience to feel a bit irritated—Lin Fei kept dodging, which wasn’t very appealing.

"Demon Sword!"

Lin Fei coldly shouted, as nine Demon Swords appeared behind him, then charged towards the fat woman. The fat woman had her own ways; she twirled her whip and astonishingly shattered the Demon Sword Lin Fei had unleashed!

Lin Fei’s brow furrowed—this person’s whip was indeed extraordinary, able to shatter his Demon Sword. Truly impressive, but even so, what of it? Lin Fei smirked, and the next moment he unleashed the nine Demon Swords, but they were now engulfed in fierce black flames, and when the whip stirred, who knew the flames would ignite.

"What’s happening?!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, noticing the woman’s whip starting to burn—this defied reason, how could the whip possibly ignite?

Yet Lin Fei’s thought was, "Why can’t a whip burn?"

Thus, Lin Fei watched the whip catch fire, exactly as he had anticipated. Although the whip seemed tough, Lin Fei realized it was not made of iron or metal, but some kind of plant—it shone brightly because the fat woman often used it, soaking it with human oils, leading to such a result...

"What have you done?! I’m going to kill you!"

The fat woman went berserk, with someone setting her whip on fire. She swung her fiery whip directly at Lin Fei, in an instant striking the iron railing behind him.

Lin Fei glanced at the iron railing, noticing a dent—impressive strength indeed.

"Damn, truly when a woman goes berserk, it’s twice as fierce—her fighting power absolutely doubles!" Lin Fei marveled, then activated the Godspeed Talisman, constantly shifting positions, making the fat woman’s whip utterly unable to keep pace.

Moreover, at that moment the fat woman had no choice but to discard the whip; the flames had fully engulfed it. After throwing it away, she was left barehanded.

At this point, Lin Fei directly condensed a massive fireball using True Qi. The fiery ball burned intensely in the air before he hurled it at the fat woman.

The fat woman was shocked by Lin Fei’s might; facing such a massive fireball, she bellowed, spewing Primordial Energy that transformed into flames, rushing towards Lin Fei’s fireball.

Floating in mid-air, Lin Fei shouted loudly, as a burst of True Qi struck the enormous fireball, instantly engulfing the resisting fat woman below, wrapping her in its fiery embrace.

Ah!!

"Help me!!"

From within the fireball came a tragic cry, Lin Fei furrowed his brow, and the nine Demon Swords swiftly pierced into the fiery ball, causing the cries for help to cease abruptly, eerily quiet but for the raging flames.

"Victor, Lin Fei!"

The referee announced, then a manager used a hook to extract the contents from within the fireball, pulling it away from the area. Lin Fei still managed to breathe a sigh of relief, yet his heart remained uneasy.

"You’ve won, go back now." A manager spoke.

Lin Fei nodded, bowed to the manager, then left, heading back to the small black room.

"What’s wrong? You seem gloomy?"

"I killed him." Lin Fei replied, feeling that even though the person was a criminal, it was indeed a bit cruel to let them die like this.

"What’s the matter? If you knew he had killed hundreds of ordinary family men, you’d know you did the right thing." The manager explained.

"What do you mean? He killed hundreds of men?" Wang Niang was puzzled, not understanding how these things were tracked.

"Let’s not mention his name, he’s just a dead person now, but I can tell you about his past. He was betrayed by a man and thus came to despise men; upon seeing loving couples, he would tear them apart, killing the man directly, and would tell their daughters that men are not to be trusted. Would you keep such a person alive?"

Hearing the manager’s words, Lin Fei sighed, "Perhaps you’re right, but it wasn’t my place to decide his fate."

"True, you’re right, but given your situation now, you had no other choice." The manager continued.

Lin Fei nodded; indeed, he couldn’t change anything now, as he, like Qin Fei, couldn’t afford to be merciful, otherwise he would be the one dead.

"Thank you for the guidance." Lin Fei emerged from his confusion, recognizing that he momentarily couldn’t adapt to such a pace, otherwise he wouldn’t have been so unclear, considering the lives on Lin Fei’s hands enough to form a city.

"It’s nothing, you just had a sudden lapse. I’ve seen many like you, all because of a momentary lapse, dying at someone else’s hands. I have great hopes for you, so don’t follow in their footsteps." The manager advised.

Lin Fei looked at him quizzically.

"What exactly is your identity?"

The manager chuckled, shaking his head, "I’m just as you see—a common manager. You shouldn’t overthink it; it’s pointless. Better to focus on cultivation and enhancing your cultivation; that young man isn’t simple either!"

Hearing this, Lin Fei looked towards the arena, noticing the black-clad youth had indeed stepped into the ring. As Lin Fei observed, the youth had noticed him too—eye contact was made, and the youth smiled, albeit a smile full of murder intent.

Lin Fei also smiled warmly.

The youth, noticing Lin Fei’s smile, was momentarily stunned, then snorted coldly, ignoring Lin Fei, and looked at his opponent, preparing to strike.

"Match start!"

With the command, the black-clad youth transformed into a shadow, disappearing in a flash, and reappeared behind the criminal. His raised arm dropped, and the standing criminal suddenly collapsed.

Simultaneously, blood flowed from the criminal’s neck, continuing to spread...