Godslayer: At the start, the power of the Five Elements transforms into Iron Fist Tiger.

Back to Ling Yue and Lin Qiye—

Ling Yue was fighting two masked men; it would be more accurate to call it a beating than a fight.

Ling Yue, already possessing the abilities of the early stage of the Pool Realm in his human body, has now transformed into Iron Fist Tiger, and his physical attributes have directly surpassed the threshold of the Pool Realm, becoming the early stage of the River Realm.

His fight with the two masked men was just a game; with his current strength, only the fully healed, uninjured Masked King could match him.

Ling Yue felt his immense power, astonishing physical attributes, and defensive capabilities comparable to others at the same level. He could only conclude that Iron Fist Tiger truly lived up to his reputation as a well-rounded warrior; he had absolutely no weaknesses, and his Golden Spirit power was even more astonishing.

It can absorb or control the power of metal for its own use. And the more it absorbs, the greater the increase in its strength...

"Have you eaten? If not, take this punch!" Iron Fist Tiger's voice, a mix of his own and a wild beast's roar, rang out. It had a peculiar quality to it...

"Watch my left hook..." Before Ling Yue could finish playing, he heard Lin Qiye and Jiang Qian screaming in pain behind him.

Ling Yue felt a sense of foreboding. He remembered that two masked men had appeared this time, but he had been having so much fun that he forgot about the butterfly effect!

"Damn it!" Ling Yue used half his strength to swing his right fist. The iron fist whistled as it swung, and it was extremely fast. The masked man couldn't even react before Ling Yue smashed his body to pieces with one punch.

Another animal escaped because it reacted faster than the masked man. So sometimes the saying that when you encounter a ferocious beast, you don't need to run faster than the beast, you just need to run faster than other people is true. Heaven knows, Liu Yuan pushed Lin Qiye before running away...

Ling Yue didn't have time to pay attention to this one and quickly ran behind him. He saw that the masked man's claws were blocked by Lin Qiye's guide cane, which knocked Lin Qiye to the ground.

Lin Qiye's black satin was torn, revealing his tightly closed eyes. The masked man and Lin Qiye were locked in a stalemate, and the saliva dripping from its long, scarlet tongue landed on Lin Qiye's face.

Ling Yue rushed over, and suddenly, Lin Qiye let out a roar of unwilling anger, then his eyes snapped open. The aura of the Seraphim Michael instantly blasted the masked man away, and golden light flowed through Lin Qiye's eyes, so intense it seemed to melt into water.

Ling Yue understood that Lin Qiye had awakened. However, he didn't stop and continued charging towards the masked man who had been sent flying, delivering a punch!

Ling Yue used 70% of his strength in this punch. The masked man was not bombarded by Ling Yue's punch. Instead, Ling Yue's iron fist directly pierced through its heart!

Meanwhile, Zhao Kongcheng, dressed in a dark red cloak, had arrived. He saw a familiar tiger...

Zhao Kongcheng, a cigarette dangling from his lips, pondered. Ah, he remembered. It was Iron Fist Tiger from the GG Bond cartoon!

"Iron...Iron Fist Tiger??" Zhao Kongcheng felt like the world was going crazy. How come the forbidden talents were awakening in all sorts of ways, but he was the only one who couldn't awaken one?!

Ling Yue looked down at the man before him, and he seemed to see black energy emanating from the man's body. To use a common analogy, the man's resentment could feed several evil sword immortals...

“There’s another masked man ahead…” Ling Yue said as he walked forward.

"Let me handle this!!" Zhao Kongcheng stopped him, gesturing for him to step back, and drew the Night Watchman's specially made longsword. He wanted to vent all his resentment on the masked man and teach the two newly awakened juniors of the Forbidden Ruins a good lesson.

"It's no fun killing by yourself, how about we have a contest?" Ling Yue reached out and blocked Zhao Kongcheng with his claws.

"Oh? Then tell me how the competition will be conducted?" Zhao Kongcheng immediately became interested. His main concern was that he wanted to teach the newly awakened juniors a lesson, and he definitely did not intend to bully them.

“Let’s see who can kill him last!” Ling Yue seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of mockery flashed in the tiger’s eyes.

"As for the reward for the competition, if you win, I'll call you Brother Zhao, and if I win, you'll call me Brother Yue."

“Okay, I’ll count to one and we’ll go together.” Zhao Kongcheng hadn’t even thought about how to write the word “lose”.

"three"

"One!" Zhao Kongcheng rushed out without even saying two, his long sword pointing directly at the masked man staring at the two of them.

"Since you're so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless in return. I was going to let you have your way, but it seems unnecessary now." Ling Yue said a couple of pretentious words, then shouted:

"Golden Spirit Power!"

With a wave of his hand, Ling Yue sent the iron trash can behind the masked man flying towards it and trapping it.

The masked man never expected that the tiger would so ruthlessly ambush him, an old comrade. It slipped effortlessly into the trash can, as if it had just eaten a Dove chocolate bar.

Then, Ling Yue's claws glowed with golden light, and he used them to control the trash can lid to cover the masked man. He then controlled the trash can containing the masked man to spin continuously in the air, making him dizzy and preventing him from damaging the trash can.

Even with his golden spiritual power reinforcing the trash can, it wouldn't be destroyed by a cricket-like ghost-faced man.

Then Zhao Kongcheng appeared in the air and swung his knife, trying to steal the kill. But Ling Yue wouldn't let him have his way; instead of retreating, the trash can slammed into Zhao Kongcheng's abdomen.

Although Ling Yue didn't use any force, Zhao Kongcheng, who was still in the air, never expected Ling Yue to retaliate. As a result, Zhao Kongcheng was hit in the abdomen by the trash can and flew backwards to the ground.

Fortunately, the force of being hit by the trash can was not great, allowing Zhao Kongcheng to take over and avoid making a bigger embarrassment.

Zhao Kongcheng was furious. "Damn you!" he yelled, then drew his knife, aimed at the trash can still in the air, and threw it with all his might.

Ling Yue had anticipated Zhao Kongcheng's move, so... "Golden Spirit Power".

Ling Yue used his Golden Spirit power again to control Zhao Kongcheng's sword, and then threw it to the ground.

"How boring." With that, Ling Yue slammed his claws, imbued with the power of metal spirit, together, and the trash can instantly turned into a small box of iron, with blood still seeping from the masked man on the outside...

"How about it, isn't he handsome!?" Ling Yue deactivated his transformation and mocked Zhao Kongcheng.

"Damn it, if I had the Forbidden Ruins, would I have been played like this by you?!" Zhao Kongcheng turned around and picked up the long sword that Ling Yue had casually thrown on the ground, cursing as he did so.

Lin Qiye, who had watched the entire scene from the side, replied, "Handsome."

"You... Holy crap, I thought you were newly awakened, but you've been awakened for a long time?" Zhao Kongcheng looked at Ling Yue's face, and his originally depressed mood immediately improved. After all, being defeated by a newcomer is a completely different feeling from being defeated by someone who has been awakened for one or two years.

"Hey kid, what are you calling Brother Yue? You know you have to keep your word, right? Besides, I really did just awaken. If you don't believe me, ask Lin Qiye." Ling Yue gestured to Zhao Kongcheng to ask Lin Qiye, who was standing next to him in a daze after 'just opening the door'.

"Is he really just awakened?" Zhao Kongcheng asked with some doubt.

"Hmm," Lin Qiye said, pretending to be a good student.

"Damn it..." Zhao Kongcheng cursed under his breath and then stopped thinking about it.

"Um, would you two like to join our organization?"

"What's your organization called?" Lin Qiye had long suspected that a huge organization was controlling the world's situation, and today he finally came across it.

“The Night Watchman,” Zhao Kongcheng replied.

"Do you want to be as handsome as him?" Zhao Kongcheng finally asked the question again, otherwise he would seem silly to always have others ask him this.

"No." This time, Lin Qiye answered almost instantly, without the slightest hesitation.

"Why? Was he not handsome enough just now?" Zhao Kongcheng's lips twitched slightly, but he still continued to ask.

"Easy to die." Lin Qiye's expression was serious, not at all like he was joking.

Zhao Kongcheng was very frustrated. Judging from the scene just now, this kid was obviously the spokesperson for the Seraph Michael, but when he invited him to join the organization, he was rejected without hesitation.

"It's alright, it's alright, there's one more person, one more person." Zhao Kongcheng took a deep breath, trying to calm the complex emotions of being rejected.

"I'm going to get my schoolbag; my study materials are still in there," Lin Qiye said, making an excuse to slip away.

“Okay, let’s wait for him then. What about you? Do you want to join?” Zhao Kongcheng looked at Ling Yue beside him.