What do you mean by "the game editor has also traveled through time"?

"Black Wind Palm? Are you sure?"

In a certain pharmacy, which was also a stronghold of the Five Poisons Gang, the man suddenly sat up straight and asked.

The person sitting next to him was bruised and battered, only occupying a third of the chair – not out of respect, but out of inability.

This man was Wang Chang.

Wang Chang replied, "Master Li, you can't be wrong. I used to deal with the Black Wind Gang a lot when they were around."

"You said he was brought by Lin Jing," Hall Master Li asked again, "Could it be that Lin Jing taught him? I remember Lin Jing used to be skilled in the Black Wind Palm technique, right? And there are quite a few Black Wind Palm techniques circulating outside."

Wang Chang shook his head and said with absolute certainty:

"Although this kid's strength is average, he only caught me off guard by taking the initiative. But his palm technique is not weak. It is at least at the advanced level. It will probably take two or three years to reach this level, which is exactly the time when you will destroy the Black Wind Gang."

"In addition, this kid came suddenly. I've never heard of such a person before, and there's no trace of him in any of the major martial arts schools. He might really be a remnant of the Black Wind Gang."

"But what if..."

Wang Chang waved his hand, denying the unspoken guess of Hall Master Li:

"No need. If he were truly a genius, he wouldn't be only at the second level of Qi and Blood at this age."

Master Li pondered for a moment.

Wang Chang wasn't in a hurry. He knew what the Five Poisons Gang was after, but even if he was interested, he didn't dare to ask. All he needed to do was get Xu Shimo tied up.

"The clerks have been keeping a close eye on things lately, so it's not convenient for me to take action. I'd appreciate it if Chief Constable Wang could help me probe the situation," said Hall Master Li.

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Black Wind Palm!

Moreover, it is the Black Wind Palm at its perfect level.

On the other side, in the backyard of the City Guard.

Xu Shimo targeted the opponent's wounds, unleashing force from a distance and sending out gusts of black wind.

Although Xu Shimo's current strength is not very strong, this kind of detached force is not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

But the places they targeted were all wounds, making the strong man grit his teeth in hatred.

At the same time, he was also surprised. This kid looked like he was of average strength, so how could he have such great strength? Wasn't he afraid of running out of energy with this kind of fighting style?

Just then, he saw Xu Shimo take out a small green pill from his waist and put it into his mouth.

The appearance of gradually losing strength suddenly became full of vitality.

Damn it, do you even have any sense of martial ethics?

The burly man was so angry he was cursing under his breath, but he knew he couldn't keep dragging this on any longer.

A fierce look flashed across his face. He gripped the blade with both hands and took a gust of black wind. The wound on his chest reopened, and he looked grimacing in pain, but his movements did not slow down. He raised his leg and kicked at Xu Shimo's lower body.

Xu Shimo naturally dared not take the blow head-on, and instead delivered a Black Wind Palm strike with a short burst of force from his palm to his calf.

That force...

"A palm technique at the perfect level?"

The burly man was surprised. He finally realized that he had underestimated the person in front of him. He didn't expect that although this person's fighting style was terrible, his palm technique was quite good. He gritted his teeth and ignored the injury on his leg, and kicked even faster.

In this way, Xu Shimo was finding it difficult to keep up with the demands of using both hands.

Still prioritizing stability, he lowered his shoulders and stepped firmly to steady his stance, using his blade to parry the opponent's leg attack. However, as the opponent's left leg spun towards him, Xu Shimo's blade was aimed at his upper body to defend.

He assumed a dragon-like stance, allowing the kick to strike his chest, while simultaneously unleashing a powerful palm strike from the sky.

It landed solidly on the side of the opponent's leg, about half a palm's width below the knee.

A clear cracking sound of bone breaking rang out.

The knife then slid down and cut his thigh.

Without giving the other party a chance to breathe, biting the blood-red blood that was about to overflow from the corner of his mouth, Xu Shimo swung countless knives again, and when the other party's back hit a tree, he plunged a knife into his chest.

I stirred it.

stab-

It brought out a vivid scarlet hue.

Thinking it over, Xu Shimo, still not feeling safe, stabbed the other person in the right chest again, repeating the action from before.

Even if his heart were on the right side, he would still be dead, right?

Xu Shimo finally breathed a sigh of relief, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The blood flowing in his meridians gradually calmed down, but when he saw the thief's intact neck, he felt that something was missing.

He continued to hold the knife.

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

"Alright, alright, the person is completely dead."

It is Chen Shiqing.

Xu Shimo turned around and saw that the Taoist priest Chen was holding a long sword in his chest and standing on the branch of another tree—there were two trees in the backyard of the City Guard, this one was a jujube tree and that one was too.

Chen Shiqing lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped down from the jujube tree. The tree swayed behind him. The Taoist priest, light as a swallow, stepped forward and asked:

"Who taught you this? You're fighting like this, wasting all your energy like this."

At this moment, Xu Shimo could no longer hear any of this; he had only one thought in his mind.

Too late in looting the corpse!

However, Chen Shiqing's words also confirmed his guess—Master Chen had indeed arrived long ago.

"Nobody taught me, I just practiced blindly," he said.

"I can tell, you don't have that kind of money either."

You already know, why are you still asking?

Then, under Xu Shimo's unwavering gaze, Chen Shiqing began to search the corpse.

But Xu Shimo suddenly touched the tip of his nose with his knuckles in embarrassment, and then turned his head to look at the jujube tree.

Because Chen Shiqing had an extra book stained with blood, with a hole pierced in the middle by a knife, and the words "Medicine Classic" could be vaguely seen in the unstained parts of the book. This was probably what the thief had stolen.

Most importantly, this "Medicine Classic" was taken from the thief's right chest.

Chen Shiqing paused for a moment, then spoke:

"There's a backup in the temple; we can just make another copy. As long as it hasn't been leaked, it's fine."

Did this person steal something from Chongxu Temple?

How dare you!

Continue looting the corpse.

Chen Shiqing found about ten taels of gold. Lost in thought, he glanced at Xu Shimo beside him and tentatively asked, "Fifty-five?"

Having come here specifically to pick up bargains, Xu Shimo naturally couldn't accept such a high percentage of the profits, so he said:

"Sanqi, I guess."

Upon hearing this, Chen Shiqing's lips twitched slightly, and he said in surprise:

"You still want 70%?"

He regretted watching from the tree without taking any action.

But upon hearing this, Xu Shimo was equally surprised.

70%?

Mine?

Although he had put in a lot of effort, if it weren't for Master Chen and that female Embroidered Uniform Guard seriously injuring him, he probably would have been in grave danger, let alone taking the head. Moreover, even without his efforts, it was only a matter of time before he captured the thief.

Xu Shimo: "Master Chen has misunderstood. Even without me, it would have been easy for Master Chen to capture him. I dare not take 70% of the credit."

Chen Shiqing nodded, then, with a hint of embarrassment as if realizing what he had just said, he replied:

"Forty percent, after all, you stopped him and you also took his life—hurry up and accept it, my senior sister will be here soon."

"what?"

No, Master Chen, you...

As if on cue, the female Embroidered Uniform Guard, dressed in plain blue embroidered robes and wielding a long spear, descended from the sky.

This is an embroidered messenger.