High School Student with Immortal Race System

In the open area of the recycling center, Yang Shen and Long Jiu stood in silence.

They had followed the clues here, only to find that a battle had apparently just taken place...

An effortless battle.

And this disheveled man before them.

The pupils behind Yang Shen’s helmet constricted... He thought he recognized the man.

A simple face mask could only fool strangers; it was useless against someone who knew you. And as it happened, Yang Shen had a particularly deep impression of this man.

’That gloomy, anxious aura... that signature lazy voice and a hairstyle that looked like it hadn’t been washed in two weeks... There’s no mistaking it.’

Yang Shen silently used his daily "Life Chart Inspection" ability.

"Luo Sheng: Qi Refining Seventh Layer (Approximate)"

"Life Chart: Luck Blade Entanglement Seal."

"Luck Blade Entanglement Seal: A mind like a fortress, a heart entwined with disaster’s blight."

’It really is him...’

’Officer Luo, it seems you have a few little secrets...’

He hadn’t planned on revealing himself so soon, but when he saw Luo Sheng confronting an old man in the low-built house—a man who strongly resembled the "Altar Master" Long Jiu had described—he had no choice but to step out.

But he was still a step too late.

Yang Shen’s voice, muffled inside his helmet, was deliberately made coarse and gravelly. "Looks like we’re out of luck. We have the same target."

He was just using the same phrasing as those stocking-masked thugs.

’The man was already dead... Two months of effort, all for nothing.’ Even though he was cursing his luck, Yang Shen forced himself to remain calm. He didn’t want to get into an unnecessary conflict with Luo Sheng.

’He’s wearing a mask... deliberately hiding his identity. This definitely isn’t official police business.’

’Probably a side job...’

Luo Sheng watched the pair for a moment, then suddenly sneered. "Is that so? Then why don’t you tell me who your target was? And what did you want with him?"

Yang Shen answered without hesitation, "The Jianghuai Sub-Altar Master. Someone put a price on his head."

Luo Sheng nodded. "Then you’re going to be disappointed. This guy was a fake."

Yang Shen was silent for a moment. "It seems my intel was wrong."

With that, he prepared to turn and leave.

But Luo Sheng’s voice came from behind him. "Did I say you could leave?"

Yang Shen turned his head. "Oh? Are you planning to break the rules?"

Luo Sheng said, "You must be that Tattooed Guest who got away. Normally, I couldn’t be bothered with these things. You at least know the rules, only going after Rebel Species."

The power of a Curse Engraving wasn’t hard to recognize, but Yang Shen still insisted on wearing his black helmet, precisely to disguise himself as a Tattooed Guest...

So far, it had been very effective. The Rebel Species would never have guessed that the one hunting them was a high school student.

But today’s chance encounter with Luo Sheng seemed to have attracted some unwanted attention.

Luo Sheng pointed at the figure beside Yang Shen. "I’ll give you one chance. You can leave, but she has to stay."

Clearly... he had recognized Long Jiu.

Long Jiu said nothing, just stood there motionlessly.

Yang Shen’s gaze grew cold. "Then there’s nothing left to discuss..."

Luo Sheng didn’t answer, merely glancing at the length of his cigarette.

The next moment, with a flick of his fingers, the cigarette butt shot forward, transforming into a massive fireball.

This sudden move wasn’t a sneak attack; he simply felt there was no more need for words.

’He’s just some stowaway from an Exotic Realm. Killing him is no big deal.’

The fireball was incredibly fast, like a cannonball!

The smooth black surface of his helmet faintly reflected the terrifying fireball as it rapidly approached, but Yang Shen didn’t move.

’Seeing that the other guy wasn’t running, Luo Sheng already knew how it would end... another arrogant fool who thought he could handle his flames.’

The next moment... Yang Shen raised a hand, his palm enveloped in brilliant golden flames.

"BANG!!!"

With a loud bang, the fireball was swatted away by a single palm strike. Its trajectory instantly deflected, sending it flying dozens of meters away to crash into the treetops.

It instantly melted through the branches...

With a creaking GROAN, the tree, dozens of meters tall, toppled over, startling flocks of sleeping birds into the air.

Luo Sheng’s expression slowly turned serious, and then... excited.

"Looks like you’ve learned a few new tricks... or perhaps you’re not a Tattooed Guest at all..."

The next instant, a black shadow arrived. Long Jiu’s massive scythe swung down viciously. As a Shadow Guard, she would unhesitatingly hunt down anyone who attacked Yang Shen.

Luo Sheng waved a hand, and a barrier of flame erupted from his side. But Long Jiu’s scythe continued its downward swing without hesitation.

According to common sense, flames themselves can’t "block" an attack. As long as the wielder wasn’t burned, the weapon should still be able to do damage.

But then something bizarre happened. The massive, iconic scythe she’d wielded ever since Yang Shen first acquired her, actually... dissolved like foam!

By the time the massive scythe tore through the flame barrier, its handle had snapped and its blade had melted, falling uselessly to the ground.

Long Jiu was extremely experienced. She twisted sharply in mid-air, avoiding any contact with the wall of fire. At the same time, the other end of her Double-Headed Scythe struck from below.

Luo Sheng raised his right leg high and stomped down hard.

He pinned the scythe firmly to the ground and, at the same time, casually caught Long Jiu’s side kick. The force pushed him back a few steps, leaving a long scuff mark on the ground.

Luo Sheng cracked his neck. "Long Jiu... The files say you’re Middle Stage of Innate. This Power doesn’t add up..."

This man was completely overwhelming Long Jiu, whose strength was close to the Late-stage Innate realm!

Unfortunately for him, someone wasn’t about to give him a chance to grandstand. A black line appeared in the corner of Luo Sheng’s vision as countless black spears were hurled toward him.

’If we’re going to fight, then let’s fight. No more words.’

Yang Shen leaped high into the air, his hands a blur. In an instant, he had formed and thrown a dozen spears.

Luo Sheng, meanwhile, was doing a series of incredibly fast backflips, the spears landing behind him to form a forest of black shafts.

In the middle of his rapid evasion, he did a back-bending leap, and while horizontal in mid-air, he made a "pistol" gesture with his hand toward Yang Shen.

Luo Sheng grinned ferociously and mouthed the word, "Bang!"

The next instant, a dense rain of fist-sized fireballs shot toward Yang Shen in mid-air.

’It’s rude not to return a gift. You think you’re the only one who can fill the sky with attacks?’

Yang Shen knew these flames were bizarre, but he was an old hand when it came to dealing with dense, ranged attacks. ’The Mad Old Man Special Training Camp is really paying off!’

Imbuing the spear in his hand with the Rising Sun Flame, he spun it masterfully, batting away every single fireball.

In the darkness, it looked as if someone were bombarding a reef with an endless volley of fireworks. Every fireball was shattered in a truly spectacular display.

In just a brief exchange lasting only a few seconds, Luo Sheng’s power was already terrifying.

This battle seemed entirely unnecessary, but clearly, Luo Sheng didn’t see it that way.

’Just what realm is this guy in? He seemed so casual when he killed Liu Yuankui... Then again, I could probably kill Liu Yuankui just as easily now, so that’s not a good reference point.’

’But Luo Sheng is seriously strong! Insanely strong!’

’Are all the cops this powerful?’

’No wonder they say Yanhua has countless Martial Artists and remains as stable as a mountain!’

’And what is with those flames? Is it Fist Intent? A Martial Art? Or some other power from an Exotic Realm?!’

Long Jiu charged again, chasing Luo Sheng with rapid slashes from the one remaining half of her scythe, while Luo Sheng retreated and fired off more fireballs.

Long Jiu sidestepped a fireball, but in the next instant, Yang Shen shouted a warning: "Watch out!"

The fireball had actually reversed course and was coming back at her from behind. In the nick of time, Yang Shen’s spear arrived and pierced it, causing it to burst.

As a fellow fire-wielder, Yang Shen had been analyzing the fight and was starting to form some conclusions.

Unlike Yang Shen’s own Burning Source flames, Luo Sheng’s flames were all about extreme temperature...

He also had a way to control them remotely, but the flames themselves weren’t solid... they could be shattered, provided one’s weapon didn’t melt first.

Even Long Jiu’s special scythe couldn’t withstand them, and a spear condensed from Black Engraving stood even less of a chance. But a weapon coated in the Rising Sun Flame could.

Yang Shen and Long Jiu had coordinated their attacks many times before, and now they joined forces to besiege Luo Sheng.

One was at the Early Innate Stage, but was loaded with special powers.

The other was at the Middle Stage of Innate, but thanks to the Dragon Jade, her stats reached the Late-stage Innate level.

A continuous stream of ingenious and unpredictable killing moves came one after another, and even Luo Sheng began to feel a hint of pressure.

For every one of Long Jiu’s deadly scythe swings, an even more dangerous spear thrust would follow, exploiting every opening and giving Luo Sheng no chance to retaliate with his flames.

Their combined Killing Intent was relentless, weaving a tight net around him.

As the three darted about, trading blows, a black spear flew through the air. "Catch!"

Long Jiu leaped, twisting in a graceful arc to catch the spear. The flaming tip thrust straight for Luo Sheng’s chest.

Luo Sheng didn’t know exactly how dangerous those flames were, but the fact that they could swat his own out of the air told him they were extraordinary. He immediately dodged.

His gaze deepened as he stared at the wisp of flame, trying to influence it.

But he failed! The flames were not under his control!

At that critical juncture, Yang Shen activated his Fire Element Escape and appeared.

A flicker of movement! A Sudden Stop!

The coordination between Yang Shen and Long Jiu was flawless, timed to perfection! There wasn’t a single opening.

The extreme speed, the bizarre negation of inertia—a look of genuine shock finally appeared on Luo Sheng’s face as he was caught in mid-air.

Time seemed to slow. Yang Shen’s tall, powerful frame tensed, all of his muscles contracting to focus his strength into a single point. A ferocious fist, covered in crackling red lightning, shot toward Luo Sheng.

The next moment...

Overlapping Waves!! X2

Two fists of comparable size slammed into each other.

"What!!"

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