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"So Yu Chunxi just died like that? What level of strength does this Yang Ling actually have? Wasn't he supposed to be a newly promoted Sixth-Rank?"

The seven or eight Black List fugitives finally snapped out of it, instinctively backing up several steps.

When they looked at Yang Ling again, their eyes were filled with shock and wariness.

On the back of the Mighty Golden Eagle, Zhao Xun's eyes glimmered sharply.

"Did you see that just now? Yu Chunxi was kicked to death. Even without those flying daggers, a few more kicks and Yu Chunxi would have been dead anyway."

"Yang Ling's movements were clean, decisive, and ruthless."

"Isn't he a newly promoted Sixth-Rank? I remember Lu Yunchen personally assessed him."

Another person showed a flicker of surprise, clearly not expecting the fight to end this way. The man he had been chasing for years had died at the hands of a junior?

"He really is a newly promoted Sixth-Rank, but it's been a month or two since the assessment."

The middle-aged man addressed as Director Yun wore a grave expression.

"An Upper Sixth-Rank like that means he has a chance to break through... to the Fourth-Rank Grandmaster realm."

He himself found it hard to believe he could see someone with potential to become a Grandmaster in a place like this.

"So that's why. When this is over, we need to have the Department Head apply for Vital Qi Age Defying as soon as possible."

Zhao Xun's eyes lit up.

"Our Ironclad Department might produce a Grandmaster within the next decade."

"With his previous contributions, if he can capture Mingxin again today, the application for Vital Qi Age Defying will be solid."

Director Yun nodded thoughtfully.

The two exchanged a glance and looked down again.

......

"In such a short time, you couldn't have broken through to Upper Sixth-Rank."

Mingxin spoke slowly, walking into the courtyard.

The Black List fugitives all moved behind him, staring intently at Yang Ling.

Yang Ling casually tossed the Scholar-Seeking Daoist's corpse into a corner.

"Monk Mingxin, I didn't get enough of a fight last time. Let's go another round."

"Fine."

Mingxin suddenly charged at Yang Ling, moving like a giant gecko, his movements incredibly agile.

The Bitter Awareness Heart Sutra and Arhat Salvation Sutra were pushed to their limits.

His Strength broke 300 again, and his Agility reached around 250.

Demon-Subduing Staff!

The staff in his hand swept fiercely toward Yang Ling, faster and more ferocious than Yu Chunxi!

"Nice!"

Yang Ling gripped the Centenary Refined Kylin Pickaxe. This time, he didn't choose to dodge—he met the attack head-on!

The two clashed, exchanging over a dozen moves in an instant.

Every move left Mingxin shocked.

The other side's strength was not inferior to his!

Even his speed was nearly matching!

"Does he really have Upper Sixth-Rank strength?! How did he manage that?"

Mingxin was inwardly horrified.

Yun Ruo and the others were even more stunned.

"Last time, Director Yang didn't dare to face Mingxin head-on, but this time..."

Wen Kongxuan muttered to himself.

"Has Director Yang already broken through to Upper Sixth-Rank..."

The Director of the Bandit Apprehension Division's First Division felt his eyes burning, his heart pounding wildly.

"There's hope. Our Ironclad Department has hope!"

"Send word. Have all the constables mobilized."

Yun Ruo ordered.

The First Division Director and Wen Kongxuan snapped to attention and immediately began deploying their forces.

With Yang Ling occupying Mingxin, they finally had a chance to issue commands externally.

At this point, Yang Ling and Mingxin had exchanged dozens more moves.

Yang Ling had a sudden idea. He wanted to see how much damage Mingxin's Demon-Subduing Staff could actually deal.

The next second, he seemed to reveal a weakness, and Mingxin swept his staff across his left upper arm.

First, the Fire Crocodile Set absorbed part of the damage.

[Damage Calculation: 500]

[Physical Damage Reduction: 30%]

[Final Damage: 350]

When Yun Ruo saw this, her heart tightened involuntarily.

Mingxin laughed loudly and pressed the attack.

"The White Bone Demon King can deal 800 damage. Mingxin can also deal 500. Not bad."

"I didn't activate Vajra Indestructible Body and Ironclad Fortress just now."

"Let me try again."

Yang Ling activated both skills, then deliberately revealed another opening.

This time, Mingxin's staff slammed into Yang Ling's chest.

Yang Ling stumbled back more than a dozen steps, cracking the stone floor beneath his feet.

[Damage Calculation: 100]

[Total Damage Reduction: 30%]

[Physical Damage Reduction: 30%]

[Final Damage: 49]

"The Fire Crocodile Set forcibly negates part of the damage. With the Vajra Indestructible Body's tenfold defense, Mingxin's staff only took off 100 of my HP. Combined with the set's physical damage reduction and Ironclad Fortress's total damage reduction..."

"Only 49 HP?"

Yang Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"He got hit twice by Mingxin, and he's still in the mood to laugh?"

Yun Ruo grew anxious. An Upper Sixth-Rank's attack was fierce. Even if Yang Ling seemed uninjured now, who knew how badly his internal injuries were?

Mingxin felt a flash of confusion. Why had the other side's openings suddenly become so obvious? And why was he laughing just now? What was so funny?

He didn't dwell on it. He continued his frenzied assault on Yang Ling.

A sense of unease crept into his heart. He wanted to end this battle quickly and complete the task given to him by the Heavenly Wolf Guard Commander.

On the back of the Mighty Golden Eagle, Director Yun looked thoughtful.

"Just now... did Yang Ling deliberately expose that opening?"

Zhao Xun stared at Yang Ling for a moment, uncertain.

"It looks like it, but why?"

"That helmet of his is made of special material. There seems to be a set of armor under the ironclad gear."

Director Yun laughed. "Perhaps he's testing the defensive capabilities of that armor."

"Where did that armor come from? Interesting."

Zhao Xun couldn't help but chuckle. "It seems our Director Yang is quite confident in this fight. Then there's no need for us to intervene."

"Mm, leave it to him."

Director Yun nodded slightly. "It's not like we can use this kind of credit anyway."

......

Yang Ling's fighting style suddenly changed.

He adopted a trade-for-trade approach.

He would deliberately take a hit, then strike back with his own.

At first, Mingxin didn't think much of it. But after being struck repeatedly until blood holes appeared all over his body, he no longer dared to clash head-on with Yang Ling.

With the Gecko Climbing Wall Technique, such wounds were nothing. But he had no time to recover.

The battle started to turn awkward.

Even the Black List fugitives noticed something was off.

"How is Master Mingxin falling behind?"

"He's being suppressed by Yang Ling!"

"Why doesn't his staff hurt Yang Ling at all?"

Wen Kongxuan had personally witnessed Yang Ling being chased by Mingxin before. The scene before him felt eerily familiar, except the roles were reversed.

Now it was Mingxin being chased.

After dozens more moves, Mingxin grew increasingly impatient. Gambling on a trade, he swung his staff viciously at Yang Ling's head.

The moment he moved, Yang Ling had already predicted his every action.

He tilted his head slightly, dodging the staff.

Then, Yang Ling kicked Mingxin in the neck.

Two-Times Critical Hit!

The sudden surge of overwhelming force instantly snapped Mingxin's neck.

His entire body flew sideways, crashing heavily to the ground.

His head was grotesquely twisted against his shoulder.

He wasn't dead yet. A raspy gurgling sound escaped his throat, as if he wanted to say something.

Zhao Xun and Director Yun saw this and were instantly alarmed.

Everything had happened too fast.

The two immediately flew down into the courtyard on the golden eagle.

"Director Yang, leave him alive."

Zhao Xun said hastily.

Zhao Xun?

Yang Ling's mind stirred. Suddenly, he swung his blade.

Mingxin's head rolled away with a thud.

A stream of icy energy surged into Yang Ling's body.

Seeing this, Zhao Xun's expression changed.

The middle-aged man beside him glared darkly at Yang Ling.

"Director Yang, why did you kill Mingxin? He was still useful to us."

"He could escape from the Capital once, he could do it a second time."

"If I hadn't returned in time next time, all my colleagues would have been killed by him."

Yang Ling said flatly.

"From now on, whenever I see a Rong Tribe spy, I will not leave any alive. I will kill every single one I see."

Zhao Xun and Director Yun's expressions softened at his words.

Wen Kongxuan and the others exchanged glances, inwardly gasping sharply, yet an inexplicable warmth filled their hearts.

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