In the world of martial arts, grind your skill level to become a saint.

"I'm telling the truth."

Sun Ping said.

"Senior Brother Sun, you flatter me! Let's continue!"

Su Hao didn't say anything more. The two practiced the punches several more times and saw that Su Hao had completely mastered the punches.

Sun Ping let Su Hao practice on his own, while he went to find others to continue sparring.

"Looks like I should be able to break through to the next level of Yue Shan Fist today..."

Looking at his proficiency level, which had increased slightly again, Su Hao couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

To break through the Yue Shan Fist and reach the Stone Skin Realm in just one month is quite an achievement.

Su Hao had overheard Zhou Zhengtang casually mention that almost everyone in their small group needed a month or longer to break through the stone skin level.

Of course, the reason why Su Hao was able to break through so quickly was because of the support of the proficiency panel. With constant adjustments and corrections, his proficiency only increased and never decreased, plus the assistance of supplements.

It's not that his natural talent and aptitude are better than Zhou Zhengtang's.

The truly abnormal one is Tang Huang, the genius boy who has recently been the talk of the town in the academy.

I heard they're already preparing to break through the stone skin!

Su Hao remembered that this person had only joined the boxing gym less than half a month ago!

Such talent is truly terrifying.

As a result, Tang Huang received special training from Liu Chongshan, who would often give him private lessons in cultivation whenever he had free time. He was dedicated and conscientious, a stark contrast to his previous image of always lying in a rattan chair.

Collecting his thoughts, Su Hao continued his cultivation.

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Now that a breakthrough is imminent, he cannot afford to slack off in the slightest and delay the progress.

As evening fell, Su Hao drank a bowl of blood-strengthening soup and was about to get up and leave the boxing gym when Zhou Zhengtang called him back.

"Junior Brother Su, there's news about what you asked me to inquire about last time!"

Zhou Zhengtang led Su Hao to an alleyway outside the boxing gym, his expression solemn.

"How so?" Su Hao asked, a thought flashing through his mind.

"Last night, the Fierce Tiger Gang and the Black Tiger Gang had their last fierce battle, resulting in heavy casualties. As a result, the two leaders of the Fierce Tiger Gang were killed and the gang was wiped out. The person you mentioned last time is currently hiding in this place."

After Zhou Zhengtang finished speaking, he handed Su Hao a slip of paper.

A detailed address is written above it.

"Nanfeng Town, Fuliu Alley..."

Su Hao took back the note, then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother Zhou. I will remember this favor!"

Although he and Zhou Zhengtang had a business relationship, the fact that Zhou was able to help him gather information to the extent of pinpointing Chen Biao's hiding place must have required considerable influence.

"It's nothing!" Zhou Zhengtang waved his hand, then said seriously, "Are you sure you don't need my help? He's just a nobody."

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother, but you really don't need it."

Su Hao shook his head and refused.

Asking the other party to gather information already puts us in a huge debt of gratitude; asking for further help would be too much to ask.

"Okay... then be careful, and remember to give me my homework tomorrow!"

Zhou Zhengtang said helplessly.

Since the other party doesn't need his help, he can't force them.

After saying goodbye to Zhou Zhengtang, Su Hao returned to his small courtyard.

After boiling all the remaining frog meat into porridge and drinking it, Su Hao looked up at the night sky obscured by thick clouds and began to focus on practicing his stance training and fist techniques.

As Su Hao continued his actions, semi-transparent numbers reappeared on the panel.

+1…

+1......+1

+1

......

With the last bit of experience points gained, Su Hao felt his blood boiling, his skin taut and hard, and then...

Crunch!

boom!

A figure draped in a black robe rushed out of the courtyard gate and quickly disappeared into the dark alleyway.

Nanfeng Town.

As one of the poorest towns among the dozen or so towns in the outer city, it has always had a very bad reputation for public safety.

This area is home to almost all of the lowest-class people in the outer city, including criminals, vagrants, and bandits.

Therefore, this place is almost the most chaotic place in the entire outer city, and can be considered a no-man's-land.

Here, death is a very normal thing.

despair!

The heavy footprints sank into a slab of gravel on the ground, making a crunching sound as the dirt rubbed against the stone.

A cold gaze swept across the alleyways on both sides, finally settling on a wooden sign above the entrance.

Crunch!

The old wooden door was pulled open with a jarring sound.

Two unsteady figures emerged from the doorway, supporting each other as they walked out of the alley.

"Brother Biao...Brother Biao told us to go find that blacksmith kid from before tomorrow. It's because that guy ran away and we lost our weapons that our Fierce Tiger Gang lost!"

"Hiccup~ I'll definitely kill him when I find him!"

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Two soft sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out, and two round objects rolled to the ground, abruptly ending the conversation.

Su Hao, breathing heavily, wiped the sticky, warm liquid from his face and pushed open the door to enter.

Behind the door was a courtyard of moderate size. As soon as Su Hao entered, he saw Chen Biao sitting in the middle of the courtyard, shirtless, with two knife scars showing on his body.

Just then, Chen Biao was about to pour himself a drink from the wine jug when he saw Su Hao, dressed in a black robe, enter. His drunken eyes widened in surprise.

"Who are you?"

Before he could finish speaking, a large cloud of white ash was thrown at his face!

Caught off guard, Chen Biao heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh, and then his body flew out of the white ash and crashed heavily into the wall.

"It's...it's you!?"

Chen Biao clutched his neck tightly, watching the figure emerge from the ashes. Through the firelight, he could vaguely see the face hidden under the straw hat.

His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

He initially thought it was someone from the Black Tiger Gang seeking revenge, but he never expected it to be someone he could never have imagined.

"It wasn't me..."

Su Hao shook his head, stepped forward, and slashed down with his sword.

呲!

The round object fell to the ground. Su Hao didn't look at it again and turned to go into the inner room of the courtyard.

A few breaths later, he ran out quickly and disappeared from the courtyard.

On the edge of Nanfeng Town, by a small pond, Su Hao scooped up some murky water and washed the bloodstains from his hands and face.

He killed someone.

I thought that since it was his first time killing someone, he would be afraid, nervous, terrified, and might even vomit.

But once he actually started, he realized it wasn't that complicated; it was just a matter of raising his hand, the knife falling, blood splattering, and death.

He even felt an unprecedented sense of relief, because the trouble was over and the blacksmith shop could reopen tomorrow.

But soon, he began to feel uneasy again.

He took out the note again, checked it, and then walked into Fuliu Lane with his knife once more.

Following the signs on the doors of the alleyways, Su Hao soon arrived at a somewhat dilapidated courtyard.

This is the residence of one of Chen Biao's henchmen, named Liu San, who is also Su Hao's target on this trip, so naturally Zhou Zhengtang also investigated this person's residence.

Su Hao arrived at the door and gently pushed it open.

Unexpectedly, the gate was not locked and creaked softly.

Su Hao glanced around the courtyard; it was pitch black, completely silent and still.

Su Hao frowned; he smelled a rotten odor.

Slowing his pace, Su Hao entered the courtyard.

As Su Hao passed a doghouse, he stopped and his gaze fell on a black dog lying on its back.

The black dog was already lifeless. Its belly was swollen high, like an inflated toy, as if it might burst at any moment.

Su Hao took a step back, lit the lantern hanging next to the doghouse, and looked at the main house with its door slightly ajar, sword in hand.

Walking quickly over, Su Hao pushed open the door and entered, a strong stench hitting him.

Su Hao lit a lantern to illuminate the room, and the scene before him made his heart skip a beat.

On the floor of the room lay two bloated, pus-filled corpses, their bodies swarming with flies.