Immortality from plundering luck

Chapter 3 Mysterious Little Green Bottle

"I say," Shi He interrupted Han Li.

Han Li was surprised, but his irritable mood disappeared instantly. His ferocious face showed ecstasy, and he urged quickly: "Okay, okay, tell me, tell me quickly."

"Come closer." Shi He looked at the distance between them calmly and said softly.

Han Li didn't take the old man in front of him, who was like a candle in the wind, seriously at all. With ecstasy in his heart, he walked straight to Shi He.

The two were no more than half a meter apart.

Shi He lowered his eyes and thought to himself: This distance should be very stable.
"What did you say?" Han Li didn't hear clearly, and in a hurry, he leaned forward and moved closer.

"I say, do you really want to die?"

Han Li's pupils shrank, and he saw Shi He's lowered eyes suddenly open, and a pair of dark pupils burst out with strong murderous intent.

Just as he was about to retreat quickly, Shi He suddenly became furious, like a green dragon gathering strength to rise up. His blood surged throughout his body, and his body instantly became hot. His entire skin was covered in a dark green color.

Especially when he raised his right arm, the muscles expanded rapidly, and the blood and energy surged out.

The intense green condensed into a dark color in the palm of his hand, like a ball of blazing netherworld flame.

It hit Han Li's open left chest heavily.

"puff!"

Han Li groaned, and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground. He felt a sharp pain in his chest and blood spurted out of his mouth.

This palm strike directly shattered Han Li's heart!
Shi He leaped high up, like a tiger descending from a mountain, and suddenly rushed in front of Han Li, like a ferocious demon, with the five fingers of his right hand spread out like eagle claws.

In Han Li's frightened and panicked eyes, he held Han Li's head tightly.

Qingyang's internal energy exploded instantly, and the tremendous power of qi and blood, with irresistible force, turned backwards fiercely.

Click!

Under such powerful force, Han Li's cervical vertebra was broken, his neck was twisted into a knot, and his head rotated 270 degrees.

"what!"

Accompanied by a shrill howl, Han Li's body collapsed weakly on the ground in a strange posture.

He looked terrified, his eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

Shi He stared at Han Li's pupils that still showed signs of fear, and reached out his hand to gently cover Han Li's eyes.

And snap its head back into place.

With a few "clicks", Han Li's head returned to its normal position.

It looks much better this way.

Shi He nodded with satisfaction.

He was a very kind-hearted person and couldn't bear to see people die in pain.

Since no knife was used, Han Li's body was not stained with much blood. The only difference was that there was a deep depression the size of a palm on his left chest.

I originally thought that since this was my first time, my heart would be shaken, my head would be numb, and I would feel nauseous and want to vomit.

But unexpectedly, this body was extremely calm.

Killing a person is like drinking a sip of water.

But after thinking about it carefully, Shi He came to his senses. After all, in order for his predecessor to be able to reach the position of chief guest official, he must have been involved in many deaths.

I think such a dog's life should not mean anything.

What surprised Shi He was that the Qingyang Palm was so powerful.

Although it hit a vital part, it only took one palm to kill a warrior at the fifth level of the mortal body realm.

The power of Changchun Gong is far inferior to it.

After simply cleaning up Han Li's body, Shi He quickly came to Gu Mo.

Seeing Gu Mo's body limp on the ground and his consciousness falling into a coma, Shi He sighed.

This old man is just an ordinary person, how could he withstand Han Li’s heavy kick?

His consciousness has fallen into a coma, and he must be in great danger.

But no matter what, he was kicked in the end, and he had to save his life even if he had to use any method.

Shi He squatted down, stretched out his fingers, and felt the old man's breath.

Who knew that just as he put his finger on it, he heard a voice in his ear: "Master, you, you are not dead?"

Shi He was stunned and quickly raised his head, only to see Gu Mo's eyes also looking at him, full of shock.

The two looked at each other.

"Are you okay?" Shi He was surprised. This old man was just an ordinary person. After being kicked so hard by Han Li, he looked like nothing happened.

"Hehe," facing Shi He's incredulous eyes, Gu Mo lowered his head a little embarrassedly.
He took out a thick cushion from under his clothes, his eyes kept dodging, and after a long while, he said:
"I usually get cold in my stomach, so I put a mat there to keep warm. I didn't expect it to save my life."

"Besides, I also practice physical training regularly. Although my strength is a little weaker, it still saved my life at the critical moment."

Body-building exercises are the lowest level of martial arts techniques.

Body building, as the name suggests, is to build up the body and improve the strength to resist blows. Therefore, it is not difficult to get started.

With Shi He's keen eyesight, he could also tell that this old man's body-building skills were only at the minor success stage.

"Wow!" Looking at the old man, Shi He never expected that this man with thick eyebrows and big eyes could do such a cool thing.

Escaped and pretended to be dead?

"What about the blood on your head?"

"This one has a hole in it." Gu Mo touched his head carefully:

"But I do feel a little dizzy."

"Since you're alright, get up," Shi He was somewhat speechless, but also somewhat relieved. He stood up and walked towards Han Li's body.

He almost forgot one important thing.

Haven't touched the body yet.

He wanted to see what secrets were hidden in Han Li's body that made him be considered to have great fortune.

After taking two steps, Shi He remembered something, turned to Gu Mo, and said in a deep voice: "Han Li is dead, and his accomplices are probably useless. Go and summon them."

"Tell them that if they don't want to die, just come here obediently."

"Master, is Han Li really dead?" The old man's eyes widened in surprise.

"Don't believe it? Look whose body this is. It's still warm." Shi He smiled.

The old man looked curiously, but was shocked to see Han Li's face which still showed fear.

"My God!"

He quickly got up from the ground, patted his butt, and walked out in a hurry.

"Wait," Shi He stopped him.

"What else does the master need?" The old man didn't turn around, his shoulders trembling.

"Clean the blood off your head."

"Okay, sir."

Shi He looked at the old man's back as he fled in panic and smiled.

Although this old guy looks stupid, he has his own way of survival.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Han Li's body on the ground. He just squatted down, thinking of searching it carefully.

At this moment, the attribute panel popped up. An unread reminder caught Shi He's attention.

[Han Li, a warrior in the Ordinary Body Realm, luck level: gold, 400 points of luck. 400 points of luck can be plundered, and the plunder is complete]

[Name: Shi He]

[Lifespan: 78/78 (The end is coming)]

[Realm: Sixth level of the Mortal Realm]

[Martial arts skills: Upper level of ordinary level: Changchun Gong (sixth level), middle level of ordinary level: Qingyang Palm (perfect), middle level of ordinary level: Treading Cloud Nine Steps (minor success)]

【Talent: Daily Review】

[Available Luck: 420]

[You can inject your luck into martial arts techniques and gain a corresponding increase in proficiency]

Shi He looked at the corpse on the ground and started to think about the system.

"Han Li's luck level is rated gold, which provides 400 points of luck. So what about the other luck?" Shi He wondered.

At this time, two messages popped up.

[The luck level is divided into gray level, white level, blue level, silver level, gold level, and purple gold level. Gray level luck is 0-99, white level luck is 100-199, blue level luck is 200-299, silver level luck is 300-399, gold level luck is 400-499, and there is no lower limit for purple gold level luck]

[Note: Gray-level luck cannot gain luck points]

Looking at the two prompts, Shi He suddenly realized.

"Sure enough, this Han Li was actually rated as gold-level luck, which must be very rare. According to the system's prompts, ordinary luck cannot provide me with so many luck points."

"If I'm not mistaken, the luck of ordinary warriors should be gray level."

Shi He shook his head. This also prevented him from gaining luck by slaughtering ordinary civilians on a large scale.

Of course, I am definitely not that kind of devil. But people always change, and it is a good thing that the system has made regulations at this time.

After thinking about it, Shi He began to be curious about his own luck. Could this magical power of daily appraisal be used to appraise himself?
He had many doubts in his mind and planned to use tomorrow's opportunity to give it a try.

"Ok?"

Glancing at Han Li, Shi He noticed that there was something mumbling on his chest, as if there was something on it.

Out of curiosity, Shi He opened his clothes and took out the object.

The object was wrapped in a layer of linen. When the linen was removed, a palm-sized light green bottle appeared before our eyes.

(End of this chapter)