Chapter 75 Transformation?

"... The Way of the God of War?"

Seeing the black ribbon flying straight towards him, Jian Changsheng was stunned for a moment.

He staggered to his feet, looked down at Yan Xicai's bloody body and the blood-stained dagger in his hand, his expression was a bit complicated... Fate, it seems, is so wonderful.

The Way of the God of War converged in front of him, interweaving into a staircase leading to the sky. Jian Changsheng hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped on it.

Boom!

The moment his footsteps landed, the way of the god took shape!

A large amount of information and power poured into Jian Changsheng's mind. He was stunned for a long time and looked down at his hands... The Way of the God of War, the first stage.

"【Shura】 path?" A look of surprise appeared on his face.

Having been a law enforcer for so long, Jian Changsheng naturally knew some paths of the Way of the God of War, and 【Shura】 was undoubtedly one of the strongest paths in the Way of the God of War... It is said that even Lu Xuanming could not get it.

And he actually awakened this path?

"Maybe... I'm really a genius in the Way of the God of War?"

Jian Changsheng muttered to himself while moving his body. He found that since he set foot on the [Shura] path, his lame leg was no longer lame. He felt lighter than ever before. He could feel an unprecedented sense of power surging through his body.

This was a feeling that was more addictive than gathering murderous aura. He closed his eyes and carefully moved every inch of muscle and bone in his body, making a crackling sound.

He took a deep breath, and the turbid breath was slowly exhaled... When those eyes opened again, they were as bright as torches.

"I am really a genius, right?!"

Jian Changsheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He spat at Yan Xicai's body. The mud had hindered his life for more than ten years, and now... he felt that his life was finally back on track.

I don't know if it was because his personality had been suppressed for too long in previous years. At this moment, Jian Changsheng only felt that he was full of confidence. It was a mentality similar to that of a nouveau riche. He was eager to find a target to test his strength.

"Huh?" A surprised voice sounded from the side. No. 10 was standing on the edge of the hill, overlooking the bodies of Jian Changsheng and Yan Xicai beside him, and said in surprise,

"Was he killed by someone else? Tsk..."

The moment Jian Changsheng saw the usurper, his eyes lit up. He held the bloody dagger and rushed to the hill without hesitation!

He was very fast, and his steps were stained with blood. In No. 10's eyes, he only saw a bloody afterimage approaching him rapidly.

"Is there another person who has set foot on the path of the god of war?" No. 10's heart sank, and he immediately became alert. He had not seen the first-level skill of the [Shura] path, but it was visible to the naked eye that it was different from the [Iron Armor] of others.

No. 10 flipped his palm, and a pistol fell into his palm. He aimed at the rapidly approaching Jian Changsheng and pulled the trigger one after another!

Bang, bang, bang——

Three bullets were fired in succession, all hitting Jian Changsheng, and the opponent did not have as solid skin as the [Iron Armor], so the bullets were easily embedded in it.

"That's it?" No. 10 was stunned, but the next moment, he realized something was wrong.

After being shot three times in a row, Jian Changsheng not only did not stop, but his speed was even faster. He crossed a distance of dozens of meters like a phantom, and before No. 10 could continue shooting, a cold light flashed in front of the opponent!

No. 10 exclaimed, and the "stealing" was activated instantly. Jian Changsheng's short knife disappeared out of thin air, leaving only an empty fist behind No. 10's ear.

Boom——!

The terrifying force directly deafened No. 10, and blood immediately flowed from his ears.

This guy was clearly shot three times, how could he be so fast? And this force is even more outrageous than that group of [Iron Armor]!

No. 10 endured the severe pain and dizziness, holding the short knife in his hand, and stabbed Jian Changsheng's lower abdomen three times, each time the knife sank into it.

But after the three stabs, Jian Changsheng not only did not react to the pain of the knife, but became more and more courageous. With a pair of bare hands and terrifying power, he hit No. 10's chest five times in half a second, so fast that bloody afterimages appeared in the air!

No. 10's chest collapsed visibly, and his ribs were almost completely broken. He suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and floated several meters away like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground.

Blood couldn't stop oozing out of Jian Changsheng's wound, but he seemed to be completely unaware of it. He walked slowly towards the fallen No. 10 with one bloody step after another... In his bloody eyes, comfort and arrogance emerged!

"Is this the [Ashura] path... So strong, completely different from other paths!" Jian Changsheng couldn't help laughing,

"I, Jian Changsheng, am indeed a genius!"

No. 10 looked at the bloody demon-like figure approaching, with fear in his eyes.

This guy, whether he was shot or stabbed, seemed to feel no pain at all, and the more wounds he had, the more fiercely he fought... He was completely a humanoid beast!

No. 10 fell in a pool of blood, constantly trying to retreat, but Jian Changsheng stepped on his chest, causing him to scream in pain. The more he screamed, the more Jian Changsheng smiled.

"Fire usurper? That's all."

He crushed No. 10's ribs with one foot, and the broken joints pierced into his heart. No. 10's pupils suddenly contracted, and he fell to the ground powerlessly.

The cold wind blew across the bloody ground, and Jian Changsheng stood there alone, like the only winner on this battlefield... He slowly moved his eyes away from the corpse under his feet and looked at the melee battlefield in the distance.

In his eyes, murderous intent flashed again.

"Let me end it all..." He sneered, and the bloody footprints stepped over the hills and gradually disappeared in the wilderness.

After a long time.

A figure in red slowly walked out of the shadows.

Chen Ling looked at Jian Changsheng's departing back thoughtfully, muttering to himself, "[Shura] path... That skill looks pretty good."

Chen Ling didn't expect Jian Changsheng's change. He had long noticed this lame man who had always been following Yan Xicai's team, and saw how he was humiliated and scolded by Yan Xicai, but Chen Ling thought that he would always be so depressed and endure it...

Unexpectedly, under that seemingly humble and thin body, there was such a fierce soul. No wonder he was favored by the God of War.

If it were placed in the Bingdao Ancient Collection in previous years, Jian Changsheng would undoubtedly be a dark horse. He had lived in humiliation for most of his life, and finally gave up everything here, killed the mountain on his head, and obtained a powerful path. It is conceivable how he would have a smooth journey from now on... In a novel, that would be a perfect template for the male protagonist.

But unfortunately... this dark horse is destined to die here.

Chen Ling was about to walk towards the battlefield that was about to end, and a rustling sound suddenly came from the side.

He let out a light exclamation and turned his head to look, only to see that Yan Xicai's bloody body was actually glowing with a faint blue light... On his chest, a sacrificial vessel that looked like a petal was emitting the breath of life.