The Martial Lord of the Troubled World

Chapter 44 Great Success!

Fu Juemin reacted extremely quickly. The moment the man in colorful clothes threw out the gold pot and yellow smoke filled the air, he had already retreated from the window, while pulling out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.

He realized that the man in colorful clothes was specifically after him; he sensed the other man's presence, and the other man might have sensed something similar about him.

All the events that had happened before were now rapidly connecting in my mind.
"boom!"

A loud crash came from downstairs as a door shattered, accompanied by the grocery store owner's shouts and a woman's screams.

At this moment, Fu Juemin had no time to spare. He glanced around and, before the yellow smoke outside could rush in through the window, he led Cao Tian to the window on the other side of the second floor.

"Click——"

The broken window frame crashed to the ground with a loud clatter, and Fu Juemin and his companion landed steadily.

There was a narrow alley to the side of the shop, and Fu Juemin’s first reaction was to run towards the back of the alley.

Unexpectedly, when I looked up, I saw a high wall made of gray bricks.

It turned out to be a dead end.

If you want to get out, you still have to cross the street.

Fu Juemin's expression darkened slightly, and he led Cao Tian back to the street.

Before they had even fully exited the alley, they saw that layers of red cloth had been raised on the street, like two red walls, completely blocking out the crowds and the street outside.

Through the constantly shifting red cloth, one could see groups of people moving about; it was a chaotic scene outside, and no one knew what was happening.

Cao Tian remained silent, swiftly drawing his twin swords from his waist. He walked to the red cloth obscuring the view to the side and brought his swords down—

"Thorn-"

The short knife dragged across the red cloth with a screeching sound, revealing a layer of finely twisted iron mesh behind it.

Cao Tian frowned, reached out and grabbed the iron net, and pushed it outwards with a forceful shove.

The entire red wall rippled slightly like waves for a moment, then quickly tightened again, as if someone was pulling the iron net tightly from outside the red cloth.

"Ta-ta-"

At this time, footsteps sounded.

A tall, slender figure dressed in colorful clothes appeared at the end of the red cloth wall, still with a red veil covering his head, and slowly walked towards the two of them.

"Young Master Fu~"

A soft, delicate voice came from under the red cloth.

It was as if a burly man was deliberately speaking in a high-pitched voice, which sounded indescribably eerie and strange in the ear.

Fu Juemin looked at the colorful-clad man who spoke and walked like a woman, his eyes gleaming.

Cao Tian abandoned his attempt to break through the wall, stood in front of Fu Juemin, and without saying a word, kicked off the wall and slashed at the man with his knife.

As a top-ranking member of the Black Shark Gang, he had experienced countless similar close encounters.

But when the two collided, Fu Juemin only heard a muffled "bang" before Cao Tian's figure flew backward.

The moment he landed, Cao Tian slapped the ground with one hand, and like a spring, he pounced on the man in colorful clothes again at an even greater speed.
Unexpectedly, this time the defeat was even faster.

The man in colorful clothes simply raised one hand and lightly struck out, landing a blow on Cao Tian's chest before Cao Tian could react.

From Fu Juemin's perspective, it was as if Cao Tian had deliberately stepped forward to take the blow.

"boom!"

Cao Tian groaned and was sent flying like a broken sack to the base of a red cloth wall. He curled up involuntarily, his face pale and blood slowly trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"A Blood-Bound Martial Master?!"

Cao Tian stared intently at the composed man in colorful clothes, uttering each word through clenched teeth.

He forced himself to sit up, turned to look at Fu Juemin, and had just uttered the words "Young Master" when seven or eight large hands suddenly reached out from under the red cloth wall behind him and quickly dragged him out.

"Young Master Fu~"

The man in colorful clothes shouted again.

From beginning to end, his eyes seemed to be only on Fu Juemin, and he didn't care about Cao Tian at all.

The series of battles that had occurred before hadn't even disrupted his steps; it was as if he had simply waved his hand and shooed away an annoying fly.

At this moment, Fu Juemin stared fixedly at the man in colorful clothes in front of him, seemingly stunned. The man in colorful clothes took two more steps forward, and only then did Fu Juemin "come to his senses" and run back in a panic.

But he was quickly blocked by a high wall at the end of the alley. He tried to climb it, but as soon as his feet touched the wall, he slipped on the moss and fell. In the end, he could only "desperately" pound his fists against the wall.
Seeing the person struggling before him, the man in colorful clothes smiled even more brightly and charmingly beneath the red cloth, but a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master Fu."

The man in colorful clothes walked forward unhurriedly, saying, "I've specially arranged such a grand occasion for you today, which is quite a show of respect."

If you obediently offer your life, they might just give you a beautiful and dignified death.

The man in colorful clothes spoke as softly as a delicate woman's coquettish voice, but the meaning behind his words was so cold that it sent chills down one's spine.

Fu Juemin, who had his back to him, stopped punching the wall. He lowered his head, his shoulders slightly hunched, as if he was so scared that he couldn't stop trembling.

The man in colorful clothes walked over with a smile, approached Fu Juemin, and slowly patted Fu Juemin's shoulder with a palm covered in nail polish.

"Young Master Fu, are you ready?"

Just then, Fu Juemin, who had been standing facing the wall, suddenly turned around.

A gleaming silver revolver barrel was pointed directly at the forehead of the man in colorful clothes.

The man in colorful clothes stretched out his hand and hung in mid-air. The red cloth that had been covering his face quietly slipped off, revealing a man's face covered with thick powder.

His previously radiant smile froze completely on his face.

Looking at Fu Juemin in front of him again—his face was expressionless, his eyes calm, without the slightest hint of panic or fear.

"You look..."

Fu Juemin squinted and carefully examined the man before shaking his head and commenting, "He's really ugly."

Immediately afterwards, he pulled the trigger of the revolver in his hand!
"boom!"

A piercing gunshot suddenly ripped through the air above the street.

The commotion and noise that filled the street immediately quieted down.

Countless people looked up, staring blankly in the direction from which the gunshots rang out.

But soon
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The repeated gunshots pushed the already ongoing riots to another out-of-control climax.

"boom--"

The two streets, already packed with people, instantly erupted into chaos.

"Bang! Bang! Bang -"

Fu Juemin's eyes were icy as he fired six shots at a figure in colorful clothes who was fluttering against the red cloth wall like a kite, emptying his chamber in one go.

"Blood Gate Martial Master"

He took a deep breath, his brows furrowing.

Whether it was the Blood Gate Martial Master or the power of being a demon's accomplice, the man in colorful clothes reacted much faster than he had expected.

At a distance of less than ten centimeters, a shot aimed at the forehead failed to kill the opponent instantly, allowing him to dodge.

He was certain he had hit the man, but he wasn't sure how many of the six shots he fired had actually hit the man in the colorful clothes.

Of course, now is not the time to dwell on this issue.

The crisis was not over yet. The man in the colorful clothes was now on guard against the gun. Next, they would have to fight with their fists.

Thinking of this, Fu Juemin immediately brought up his character panel.

With a quick glance, he unhesitatingly added the remaining skill point directly to [Eight Extremes Bone Forging Technique].

These skill points were originally intended for "Pharmacist's Glass Body," but now, facing a demon warrior who has broken through the Blood Barrier, even if he may already be injured, it's not the time to hold back.

With the addition of 1 skill point, the word "Mastery" after 【Eight Extremes Bone Forging Skill】 immediately disappears and is replaced by "Mastery".

At the same time, a massive torrent of memories struck Fu Juemin instantly.

"Kakaka-"

He involuntarily bent slightly forward, and then his entire body, flesh and bones, began to emit a fine, strange vibrating sound, like a machine tightening.
(End of this chapter)