Volume One, Chapter Nine: The Joy of Mastering the Grandmaster-Level Bone Setting Technique

With a twist of his body, he delivered a flying kick, sending He Xinmin’s "White Crane" soaring into the air.

"Bang!"

He Xinmin crashed hard onto the ground, feeling as though every bone in his body was about to fall apart.

Wang Erbao quickly darted to the side, intending to bolt, but a figure suddenly blocked his path.

The man, clad in a police uniform, tossed his hair back with a suave flick. "Well? Do you not take me seriously, friend?"

Wang Erbao paused, blinking. "Friend? You’re not one of our own?"

Pfft.

Ye Lin felt as if he were about to cough up a mouthful of blood.

"I’m wearing a police uniform! A police uniform, for heaven’s sake!!!"

"Brother, quit joking. You’re a terrible actor if you're trying to play a cop."

"I *am* a cop! Show some respect!"

"Cops don't refer to themselves as 'yours truly' [laozi]."

Ye Lin felt like he was having a mental breakdown.

"Xiao Ye, call for backup! Call the station!" He Xinmin struggled to his feet and shouted.

Only then did Wang Erbao realize the man in front of him was actually a real policeman.

"Damn! A real cop who looks more like a thug than I do."

Wang Erbao spat on the ground and launched a flying kick at Ye Lin. It was fast and vicious—just as Old He had said, the man had clearly been trained. It was no wonder he had managed to escape from several other officers.

Ye Lin’s foot suddenly stumbled, his body tilting to the side, and he narrowly dodged the kick.

Wang Erbao let out a sound of surprise. His leg technique was renowned; he couldn't believe this rookie cop had dodged it.

In truth, Ye Lin was just as bewildered. He felt as if his leg had moved on its own, tilting his body instinctively.

Seeing his first strike miss, Wang Erbao unleashed a flurry of consecutive kicks, his legs turning into a blur in the air.

Watching the scene unfold, Ye Lin subconsciously raised his right leg.

Then.

He felt his leg completely lose control.

He crouched, hugged the ground, and executed a clean, precise sweep.

*Snap!* His foot connected with Wang Erbao’s supporting leg.

Wang Erbao felt as if he had been struck by an iron rod, and he toppled to the ground like a felled tree.

He performed a kip-up to bounce back to his feet, staring at Ye Lin with newfound wariness.

"You’ve been trained?"

"Nope."

"You’re that good without training?"

"Can’t a guy just be born with natural strength?"

***

"Damn it!"

Wang Erbao stopped wasting words. He pivoted, launching a whip kick toward Ye Lin’s head.

Ye Lin now understood that his previous move was the "Ghost Leg Seven’s Kick" granted by the damn system. So, he stopped worrying and just threw a casual kick in response.

*Thud.* A dull impact echoed as their legs collided in mid-air.

Before his right foot even touched the ground, Ye Lin’s left foot had already launched.

The sole of his foot slammed into the back of Wang Erbao’s head. Wang Erbao’s vision blurred, and he saw stars.

Ye Lin retreated two steps, then suddenly lunged forward, his body suspended in the air.

*Shadowless Kick!*

*Papapapa!* Four consecutive kicks struck Wang Erbao in the chest, sending him flying backward to crash hard against the earthen wall behind him.

He collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, out cold.

"Damn, trying to fight me?" Ye Lin coolly smoothed back his hair.

He Xinmin stood to the side, clutching his waist, his mouth agape as he stared in disbelief.

Had Wang Erbao’s skills deteriorated over the last two years? And since when was Xiao Ye this fierce? It felt like he was watching an action movie.

The walkie-talkie crackled with the roar of Chief Xie. "Hey! Hey! Say something!"

"Chief Xie, come watch a kung fu movie!"

"What kung fu movie? Have you lost your mind, Old He!!!"

"Didn't you just say we needed backup?"

Old He blinked, his brain finally snapping back to reality. "Chief, we caught an A-level wanted fugitive! Wang Erbao! It's Wang Erbao!"

"Remember him?"

"Wang Erbao from Hengxi Village!"

Old He was so excited he was practically babbling.

Chief Xie on the other end was confused, but he understood the bottom line: bring men over.

Chief Xie issued an order at the station, and soon, a Jeep loaded with auxiliary officers came roaring toward the scene.

Ye Lin walked cautiously toward Wang Erbao, terrified the man might suddenly spring back to life. But he hadn't fully grasped the power of the "Ghost Leg Seven" technique—especially that final *Shadowless Kick*. It was devastatingly powerful.

Wang Erbao was still out cold. After verifying this, Ye Lin reached behind himself, intending to grab his handcuffs to secure the big fish.

But his back was empty. Nothing there.

He then remembered he had been in such a hurry to leave that he hadn't brought any handcuffs.

"Master, throw me your cuffs!" Ye Lin shouted to He Xinmin, who was still reporting to the Chief.

He Xinmin hung up, felt behind his back, and said sheepishly, "Uh, I don't have any either."

"You know, Master, as a community police officer, why would I carry those things around? They just get in the way."

Ye Lin rolled his eyes, untied the laces from Wang Erbao’s shoes, and bound him up. He finally let out a sigh of relief; even he was a bit intimidated by Wang Erbao's fighting prowess.

At the same time, the system’s voice chimed in his head.

【Congratulations on capturing an A-level wanted fugitive. Reward: Master-level Bone-Setting Technique.】

【As this is the host's first capture of an A-level fugitive, an additional reward: "Detoxification Card" x1.】

Damn, the damn system is generous today. An extra reward? That doesn't sound like you. Did the system glitch out?

"Detoxification Card"—what’s that? Ye Lin opened the system interface. Aside from his original skill bar, a new inventory tab had appeared, containing a single card.

【Usage: Removes all poisoning effects, including addictive toxins. Uses remaining: 2.】

The card’s description read.

Damn, this is actually pretty impressive. It can remove any poison? Does that mean I’ll never have to fear being poisoned again?

"Uses remaining"? It has a limit? The damn system really isn't that generous after all.

Ye Lin grumbled as he clicked on the Master-level Bone-Setting Technique.

*Whoosh.*

The scene before his eyes shifted instantly. Wang Erbao, lying on the ground, looked as if he were being scanned by an X-ray; his bones were clearly visible to Ye Lin.

"Old arm fracture, a steel pin in the thigh."

"Spine is misaligned."

"Broken rib."

*Huh?* Ye Lin scratched his head. He probably broke that one himself.

Seeing the broken bone, he felt an urge to set it, his hands nearly reaching out instinctively.

Damn, this is a good skill. This is a god-tier skill.

The damn system is alright after all.

Ye Lin couldn't help but give the system a thumbs-up.

Still, even with the skill being so useful, he promptly deactivated it. Nobody wants to walk around seeing everyone as a pile of skeletons. He’d lose all interest in looking at pretty women.

The commotion on the village road in Hengxi had long since attracted a crowd of onlookers.

"What's this? Police making an arrest?"

"Wow, that's Wang Erbao, the guy who killed someone a few years back! I’ve seen him before."

"I heard that even three of Chief Xie's best men couldn't catch him last time. Who would have thought he'd be nabbed this time?"