Becoming a god begins with the evolution of acupoint supernatural powers.

Chapter 56 True Face

"That's...that's Wu Yong!"

A martial artist who was familiar with Wu Yong managed to make out his identity, and then his expression changed drastically.

That blood-soaked man was Wu Yong!

He exuded a powerful aura of oppressive energy, and a strong, pungent smell of blood wafted over, making one feel nauseous and viscous.

"Clang!"

At this moment, Chen Feng drew his knife, a confident glint in his eyes. He surveyed his surroundings, then shouted, knife in hand:

"Wu Yong is just a martial artist who has reached the Great Perfection of Body Refinement. I alone am enough to deal with him."

As they were talking, Chen Ping, who had escaped from the cliff, had already run up to a martial artist from Yunfeng County, namely the elegant Lu Wenzhao.

Chen Ping supported his shoulder, hid behind him, and said, "Brother Lu, please save me."

Lu Wenzhao's expression was grave as he said, "Brother Chen, don't panic..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Yong, covered in blood, had already pounced on Lu Wenzhao.

Lu Wenzhao's expression suddenly changed drastically, as if he sensed the terrifying pressure. He tried to turn around and dodge, but Wu Yong punched him in the chest.

Instantly, Lu Wenzhao's chest shattered, and one of his shoulders was also blasted open, with blood spurting out.

The man's body was split open on one side, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open. He died on the spot.

"What?! How is this possible?!" Everyone's expression changed drastically.

"Wasn't Wu Yong merely at the Great Perfection of Flesh Refinement cultivation level? How could he have killed Lu Wenzhao in one move?"

"This is impossible! Wu Yong is suspicious!"

"His blood burst forth, as if from some secret technique!"

On the other side, Chen Feng also suddenly stopped, looking at this scene in disbelief, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

The confidence I had just felt has vanished completely.

This is because Lu Wenzhao, like him, has recently broken through to the Tendon Refining stage.

This martial arts genius, who was at the same level as him, was killed by Wu Yong with a single punch in a single encounter.

What kind of strength does Wu Yong possess?

"Monster! Wu Yong has become a monster! He cannot be defeated by force!" Lei Zhen, a fellow martial artist from Yunfeng County, shouted in horror, his fighting spirit completely gone, and he turned and ran.

"Run!" Yun Potian shouted, and then fled the place without hesitation.

"Damn Chen Ping!" Chen Feng cursed through gritted teeth.

If Chen Ping had gone in another direction, they might have all survived.

This guy seems humble and unassuming, but when faced with danger, he immediately and without hesitation shifts the blame elsewhere. Now, he has caused Lu Wenzhao's death, yet he himself has already escaped far away.

Chen Feng suspected that this person was a born scourge, having killed Zhao Zhiqi on the very day he arrived at the Martial Arts Department, and now killing other geniuses as well.

He cursed Chen Ping's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, and then turned and ran.

Feng Qingzhu and Liu Yiyi were in a pair. At the time of the incident, they were standing in the middle of the crowd, originally preparing to kill Wu Yong together with the others.

Unexpectedly, with Lu Wenzhao's death, everyone scattered like birds and beasts, which exposed them and put them closest to Wu Yong.

A hint of panic flashed in Liu Yiyi's eyes as she looked around. At this moment, only Chen Feng, with the highest cultivation level and the best relationship with her, could give her a sense of security.

Seeing Chen Feng run towards the stream, she immediately followed without hesitation.

"Roar!!" She was closest to Wu Yong, and when she moved, Wu Yong seemed to sense it, turned his head and roared, then pounced on her.

"Senior Brother Chen..." Liu Yiyi cried out in alarm, hoping that Chen Feng would turn around and help her.

"Get lost!" Chen Feng turned his head and saw Wu Yong chasing after him. His eyelids twitched, and he roared angrily. He turned around and slapped Wu Yong.

"Smack!" A crisp sound rang out, and Liu Yiyi was caught off guard, knocked down by the stream.

Watching Chen Feng leap into the stream and leave her there without hesitation, she touched her burning face, a hint of disbelief still lingering in her eyes.

Chen Feng not only didn't help her, but he also hit her.

Chen Feng wanted her to buy Wu Yong time so that she could have a chance to survive.

Liu Yiyi stared blankly at Chen Feng's retreating figure in disbelief.

Thinking back to Chen Feng's soft words and various gestures of goodwill and promises, Liu Yiyi still couldn't accept that it was all insincere.

Chen Feng's righteousness and elegant demeanor were just a facade; in reality, he was despicable and cold-hearted!

"Get out of the way!" came Feng Qingzhu's warning from not far away.

Liu Yiyi turned her head and saw Wu Yong, the blood-soaked man, rushing towards her. A sudden gust of wind swept over her, and a strong smell of blood enveloped her.

At this distance, she had no room to dodge.

"No..." Fear flashed in Liu Yiyi's eyes, and her whole body went cold.

Her body trembled, and just as she thought her life was over, a deep despair welled up inside her.

Suddenly, a figure rushed past her, picked her up from the ground, and barely passed by the blood-soaked Wu Yong.

Sizzle! Wu Yong plunged into the stream, his body covered in blood, which mixed with the water and emitted wisps of steam, just like scalding steel entering the water.

"Roar! Roar!" Wu Yong roared in the stream, seemingly in extreme pain.

Liu Yiyi felt a warm embrace, which held her tightly and lifted her up to leap and dodge Wu Yong's attack.

This feeling of escaping from hell to heaven, this sudden burst of life, made Liu Yiyi feel like she was floating on air, and she developed a strong dependence on this person.

When she landed, she was placed on the ground, still clinging tightly to the man's shoulders, completely disregarding the fact that her voluptuous curves were pressed tightly against him.

When she looked up and took a closer look, she was immediately stunned and frozen in shock.

"Lu Ming?!" She stared blankly at the person in front of her. It was Lu Ming, the Lu Ming she had always looked down on.

At the critical moment, Chen Feng only cared about escaping, while Lu Ming, whom he thought was a coward, saved her at the last second.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Feng Qingzhu exclaimed from the side. Liu Yiyi turned her head and her expression changed.

A throwing knife flashed blindingly in the sunlight as it hurtled towards them. Following the direction of the knife, the one who threw it was none other than Chen Feng.

"Clang!" Lu Ming grabbed the steel knife at his waist, used the hilt to deflect the flying knife with ease.

Liu Yiyi was stunned again. The flying knife just now was a sneak attack from Chen Feng, who was at the Tendon Refining stage.

Lu Ming remained calm and easily blocked it.

What kind of strength is this?

Is Lu Ming really a cultivator with the flesh-refining cultivation level?

She used to think she knew Lu Ming very well, but now she realizes that she seems to know nothing about him.

At this moment, Lu Ming shook off Liu Yiyi's hand that was holding hers. Feeling the emptiness in front of her, Liu Yiyi couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, and looked at Lu Ming with a hint of uncertainty.

"Your father gave me thirty Qi-boosting pills before, which was to repay a favor to the Li family, and they were indeed of great help to me. Now, I owe you, Flying Dragon Martial Arts School, nothing more."

Lu Ming said something and winked at Feng Qingzhu, who was standing to the side, signaling her to pull Liu Yiyi away.

He watched as Wu Yong, the bloodied man, climbed out of the stream and chased after Chen Feng on the other side, his eyes flashing slightly.

In reality, he saw that Wu Yong's strength was not as great as he had imagined, so he did it on a whim to save Liu Yiyi and repay Liu Feilong's favor.

Today's events seem rather strange.

However, this world is inherently mysterious and unpredictable, and there are still many things he doesn't understand. He doesn't want to delve into them at the moment.

He glanced at the throwing knife he had flicked away on the ground, a hint of malice rising in his heart. He looked in the direction Chen Feng had left, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.