Earthquake?

Am I Superman?

Zeng Shiwu almost choked to death.

"I know what I'm doing, a kitchen knife cannot achieve this no matter how sharp it is." Feng Ling said, shaking his head.

"Either there is a problem with these handcuffs, or there is a problem with you."

Zeng Shiwu was stunned by Feng Ling's firm tone. For a moment, she did not know what to say.

Could it be…

She wasn't the only one who had guessed wrong. The others in the Peaceful Spirit Bureau had guessed wrong too?

Impossible!

The mystic-grade kitchen knife was in her hand. This couldn't be fake.

Zeng Shiwu was about to speak when the entire floor suddenly shook. The shelves swayed. Fortunately, Feng Ling was quick enough to catch her.

But then there was another crash and an even greater shock that made the doors and windows rattle.

Zeng Shiwu's expression changed. This was… an extremely powerful energy collision!

"Oh boy, there really is an earthquake?" Feng Ling couldn't help but complain.

He sensed it too, of course, and knew that the source of the shock was in the direction of his house.

"Stay here and don't move!" Zeng Shiwu said before disappearing.

The shaking continued. Many people were out in the street, talking already.

There had never been an earthquake in the Divine Weapon Town since ancient times.

Everyone thought something had exploded at the first tremor but the subsequent consecutive tremors made them realize that it was really an earthquake!

Feng Ling looked on. He naturally could not sit here and wait.

Even though they were more than ten miles apart, he could still sense that the collision energy was near his house.

"This commotion is to tear down my house, right?"

Feng Ling disappeared into the shop after muttering.

…

"Wang Ning, how dare you!"

Lei Ting's eyes widened in anger and his hair stood on end like steel needles, either because of the enhancement of his vital energy or because of anger.

He was confronted by a burly figure wearing a ghost mask.

Lei Ting was burly, but he was still inferior in front of this person.

"Hey, Lei Ting, why don't you join us? Look at me. From a lowly Level Nine martial artist to a peak Level Eight martial artist, I surpassed you in less than a year." The Yama called Wang Ning laughed arrogantly.

"Hahaha, what a good idea. Let people know that the famous Lei Ting in Mu Liang City has also transformed into a Yama. I wonder how embarrassed the Peaceful Spirit Bureau will be." A Yama that was pounding the ground nearby ouldn't help but laugh when he heard Wang Ning's words.

At the same time, he pounded harder. Tremors spread in all directions with him as the center.

"Hehehe, how about it, Lei Ting? Would you consider?"

"B*stard!" Lei Ting gritted his teeth in anger. However, Wang Ning's strength had indeed surpassed his, and he was mainly engaging him directly, making it difficult for him to escape.

He never expected Wang Ning and the others to be so arrogant. Not only did they appear in the day, but they also caused such a huge commotion!

"If you do this, you won't be able to escape today!" Lei Ting couldn't help but curse.

"Hehe, don't worry. We'll naturally send someone to help your mysterious director and Team Leader Lin… Don't even think about supporting you. You might not be able to escape today~"

Wang Ning chuckled. He was not in a hurry. He just kept pestering Lei Ting.

Lei Ting gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

He did not dare to fight him head-on. This Wang Ning in front of him was already stronger than him. Moreover, there was someone not much weaker than him beside him…

At this moment, two figures quickly approached the battlefield.

It was Bai Run and Chen Hong.

"Captain!" Chen Hong immediately wanted to help seeing that Lei Ting was at a disadvantage.

"Don't worry about me, go and stop Qing Shisan!" Lei Ting shouted in joy.

Qing Shisan was the Green Yama who was pounding the ground.

"Hehe, what a bunch of trash. They can't even deal with the two of you." Contrary to Lei Ting, Wang Ning's expression turned cold when he saw Bai Run and the other man.

But he smiled grimly again. "Shiwu, we'll take care of them in three minutes. No problem, right?"

Qing Shisan's eyes were filled with lust as he stared at the hot Chen Hong and licked his lips wretchedly.

"There's no problem with the men, but this woman, hehe, I'm afraid three minutes isn't enough."

"You have a death wish!"

Chen Hong was a cold-faced beauty to begin with. When she heard these words, her face turned even colder.

With an angry shout, she was about to rush towards Qing Shisan when Bai Run stopped her.

"Sister Hong, don't be rash. He's deliberately provoking you."

Bai Run's face was a little pale. They had also experienced a huge battle to arrive here.

In order to better participate in the battle here, he consumed a large amount of vital energy to heal both of their injuries.

But he remained calm enough.

Stay calm, no matter what.

This was what his mentor had warned him about when he was studying.

The enemy in front of him was difficult to deal with. He looked burly, but he was actually shrewd and cautious.

He had the strength of an Level Eight expert. If Chen Hong really rushed forward, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Sister Hong, help me hold the line. I'll fight him first."

As Bai Run spoke, he had already taken out the willow branch from the white jade bottle, and the white jade bottle actually disappeared from his hand.

"Hehe, you're Bai Run from the Thunder Squad, right?" When Qing Shisan saw Bai Run walking forward, he let out a strange laugh. "To be honest, what I like the most is actually young people like you who look fair and clean."

Bai Run was not affected by him. He continued to walk forward at a steady pace.

"Tsk, how boring."

Seeing his expressionless face, Qing Shisan finally stopped pretending. He spat and stomped the ground with his right foot, attacking Bai Run like a large cannonball.

Seeing this, Bai Run raised the willow branch in his hand and a few drops of mysterious liquid flew towards Qing Thirteen.

Qing Thirteen shouted and punched without dodging.

However, unlike what he had imagined, the mysterious liquid was not very aggressive. As he attacked, it only attached to his fist.

But in the next moment, he stopped and looked at the fist, which was emitting smoke.

"Qing Shisan, what are you doing? Don't you know that he has a talisman water that specifically counters us?" Wang Ning couldn't help but curse.

With such a huge commotion, even if the people from the Peaceful Spirit Bureau were delayed for a while, it was inevitable that other experts would come to support them.

He had to end this quickly.

"Hmph, I just want to try." Qing Thirteen snorted and looked at Bai Run with a ruthless gaze.

"Good lad, die!"

He was gone before he finished speaking.

'How fast is a Level Eight martial artist?'

Within ten meters, it definitely exceeded the adaptability refresh rate of the human eye.

In other words, within a ten-meter radius, ordinary people could not capture his trajectory at all.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound of bones cracking and Bai Run was already sent flying.