First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 328: The Grand Art of Dismemberment. Why Didn’t You Reveal Yourself Sooner?

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Nangong Wen grimaced in pain as his wrist shattered, but his face showed no emotion.

He reacted instantly.

Lifted a leg—high whip—aimed straight for the head, the kick slicing through the air with a deafening sonic boom.

BANG!!!!

A single kick.

The gust of wind it carried made people stagger, roadside trees bent and leaves scattered by the force.

Such a terrifying strike—

And yet Lu Ding merely raised a hand and blocked it.

But—

Nangong Wen had already assessed Lu Ding’s terrifying physical strength the moment his wrist was crushed.

He never expected to knock Lu Ding down with just one kick.

He twisted his body midair with a bizarre application of force,

Completely ignoring that one of his wrists was still gripped in Lu Ding’s hand.

That twisting momentum directly turned his own wrist into a tangled spiral.

He channeled Qi through a single leg, spun, and brought down a cleaving kick.

Like a blade aiming to split Lu Ding from top to bottom.

But in Lu Ding’s eyes, such a move was full of openings.

He raised an arm, pulled back a fist, and charged it.

Shoulder and elbow radiated with dark red halos, black smoke of Flesh Fiend roared from them,

Magnifying the force behind Lu Ding’s strike.

He launched the punch.

Through billowing black smoke, Lu Ding’s silhouette—already looking like it had exploded into jagged outlines—now appeared even more savage.

It was the ultimate visual pressure from a different artistic dimension.

BOOM!!!!!!

A monstrous force shot forth with the black smoke.

It shattered half of Nangong Wen’s body.

Downward cleaving kick?

That entire side of the body—leg included—was gone.

How’s he gonna cleave with that?!

The residual force barely weakened as it blasted a hundred-meter trench into the riverside behind Nangong Wen.

Like carving a tributary from the main river.

Water rushed in, the river reversed flow.

Nangong Wen tore off his own arm and, with half a body remaining, leapt backward.

The rest of the stationed 749 investigators from Heishuifang rushed in then—

All aiming to kill.

Their intentions were crystal clear.

And since that’s how they wanted it—

Lu Ding no longer held back.

He casually tossed away the severed hand left by Nangong Wen.

“Parasites… bottom-feeders… only know how to stir up internal chaos, and you think you’re worthy to challenge me?”

Lu Ding spread his arms wide.

A slash from the Way of the Jinche burst forth from them.

Its trait—cutting through all—sharper than sharp.

It sliced through every single one of the attackers.

A grand performance of anatomical deconstruction unfolded.

The Way of the Jinche made no sound—

But the slicing of flesh and bone certainly did.

It was a unique, harsh tearing noise.

As the slash passed through,

It was like the entire scene turned to black and white.

Centered on Lu Ding, excluding Yan Feifan and a few others,

Everything within fifty meters—buildings, bodies, whether alive or dead—

Became part of this grayscale tableau.

As if paused in slow motion, it all began to break apart, fragment, collapse—

Like corrupted code disintegrating in a glitch.

The splattering blood—

Was like flung ink strokes across a canvas, each splash a brutal brushstroke,

Decorating this majestic art of life’s unraveling.

But was it really slow-motion?

No!

Absolutely not!

It was Lu Ding’s Way of the Jinche striking in every direction with such speed—

That if you wanted to track his movements, everything else had to be in slow motion.

As more than a dozen figures ‘blossomed open’,

Their deaths fell like rain from the heavens.

Lu Ding just stared coldly at it all.

“People these days… no awareness of their actual power,

Always making flashy entrances with meaningless flair.”

“When their strength doesn’t match their theatrics,

It only ends up being a joke.”

“Don’t you think so?”

Nangong Wen, previously half a man, had already recovered his full form.

Anyone who’d been through the Han Empire’s Monster Room—

Was no ordinary punk.

Not as absurd as Lu Ding’s level of dominance, perhaps—

But definitely without many weaknesses.

They were all elites.

Local 749 resources, privileges, and perks were often funneled toward them.

Not outrageously so—

But enough to give them an edge.

The rest had to be earned.

Nangong Wen looked seriously at Lu Ding, who was walking through the blood rain.

“You just killed members of 749.”

“Did you consider the consequences?”

Lu Ding walked beneath the rain, not a drop of red touching him.

He answered calmly,

“Of course I considered it. That’s why I bothered saying so much to you.”

As he spoke, he pulled aside the fabric over his chest—

Revealing the law enforcement recorder hidden beneath.

“You’re 749. So am I.

The difference is—

If you kill me, you’ll be punished, stand trial, because you’re parasites.

You took 749 benefits and privileges—

But didn’t uphold 749 principles.”

“But if I kill you—

I’ll be rewarded.

Because I’ve cleaned house.”

For the first time, emotion flickered across Nangong Wen’s face.

He never imagined—

The man in front of him… was also a 749 investigator!!!

If Lu Ding wasn’t 749—

Even if he died tonight, he could’ve dragged Lu Ding down with him.

But if Lu Ding was 749…

Then they basically died for nothing.

Because everything they’d done up to now—

Violated 749’s governing code.

“Why didn’t you reveal yourself earlier!?”

Nangong Wen growled the words, furious.

The figure before him vanished.

He instinctively blocked—

But that terrifying punch came again,

A white energy ring wrapped from knuckle to elbow and burst apart—

BOOM!!!

Nangong Wen was blasted away,

Crashing through a He Family structure.

Lu Ding flew after him—pressing the attack.

Another punch followed.

He knew Nangong Wen would try to guard—so what?

BOOM!!!

Then he raised a hand again, no hand seals, no wind-up—

A strike of Devour Qi Death Beam.

BOOM—an earthshaking roar.

A mushroom cloud bloomed.

Nangong Wen, still mid-air, was sent flying again,

Slamming into a pavilion.

Fire erupted into an inferno.

Amid the flames, he coughed up blood.

The half-body he’d painstakingly restored—was shattered again.

Even worse than before.

“If you had executed the law fairly—

If you hadn’t protected the Huang family and pressured the bystanders—

Would I have not revealed myself!?”

BOOM!!

“If I hadn’t heard what you parasites have been up to in Heishuifang—

Would I have not revealed myself!?”

BOOM!!

“If you hadn’t shown up just to watch—

After people died—

Would I have not revealed myself!?”

BOOM!!

Lu Ding was furious now.

Nangong Wen had arrived at almost the same time as Huang Baisheng and his wife.

If he’d really intended to enforce the law, he would’ve stepped in early.

But no—he waited until Lu Ding and Huang Baisheng clashed and the dust settled—

Then made his “grand” appearance.

That made his stance clear:

When the Huang family killed someone and had the upper hand, he’d just watch.

When the Huang family lost and were exposed—he’d step in, pretend to uphold justice.

And now he had the nerve to ask why Lu Ding didn’t reveal his identity earlier?

“Reveal your f**king mom!”