stjorthotic Chapter 15 Blood
Chapter 15 Blood
Bao Cheng then moved closer to Tan Ming and said with a sinister smile, "Didn't you want to become the head of the water gang? Eat this, and you can kill all the people who are in your way."
"At that time, you won't just be a water spirit, but a water spirit that refines qi and blood! Even the Ironclad Gang will have to look at you with more respect!"
The Qingshui Gang is fighting the Tieyi Gang for territory, and their mission is to disrupt the Tieyi Gang.
The area they were responsible for was Sweetwater Lane.
This so-called Blood Spirit Pill is nothing but a bluff.
Not to mention how precious such a pill that can help ordinary people cultivate qi and blood is, even if such a pill really existed, they would never give it to a peasant.
But Tan Ming didn't know that as he stared at the pill, his breathing became heavy, his eyes bloodshot, a mixture of greed and madness coexisting within him.
Fortunately, he still had some sense: "Brother Wei, Brother Cheng, Jiang Qi and Guo Meng have both cultivated their Qi and Blood. I'm afraid I'll have to do it alone..."
"Killing someone doesn't necessarily require a knife." Bao Wei sneered, took out a small paper packet and threw it over, "This is bone-corroding powder, colorless and odorless, you can mix it into water or food."
Find an opportunity to make them eat it. Within half an hour, their qi and blood will dissipate, their muscles and bones will become weak, and they will be even worse than ordinary people!
"Then you can mold it however you like!"
As they said this, the two Bao brothers looked at each other and sneered.
Jiang Qi from the water shop is just a minor character; it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies.
But what if this kid manages to poison that bastard Guo Meng...?
Hehe, that would be interesting.
Tan Ming took the poison, his hand trembling slightly, hesitant.
But in an instant, he thought of Jiang Qi's rejection, Guo Meng's indifference... and then of his impending predicament...
Resentment surged forth like a raging flood, instantly overwhelming what little hesitation remained.
If you won't let me live... then go die!
He gripped the poison tightly, bowed, and said, "Thank you, Brother Xie Wei!"
The voice just fell.
Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!
Three cold beams shot in through the window without warning!
One of the oil lamps was extinguished, and the room suddenly became pitch black.
The other two routes headed straight for Bao Wei and Bao Cheng!
clang!
Bao Wei reacted extremely quickly, drawing his short knife from his waist and deflecting the hidden weapon, sparks flying.
Bao Cheng reacted slowly, but he still managed to turn his head instantly to avoid a fatal blow. The cold light pierced through his shoulder, injuring his flesh.
"Who?!" Powell shouted.
A masked figure floated lightly into the room, a hoarse voice saying, "Tan Ming, this time, you deserve the most credit."
Tan Ming stood there dumbfounded, not quite able to react.
"Fuck your mother! You dare betray me!" Bao Wei was furious, thinking that Tan Ming had set a trap with the Ironclad Gang. He immediately swung his short knife down at Tan Ming's head with a fierce whistling sound.
"Brother Wei, no..." Tan Ming was shocked and tried to explain.
Can,
puff!
The blade pierced the flesh, and the bones broke.
Thump...thump thump...
The head rolled off, and the expression froze in confusion.
Almost at the same moment Bao Wei drew his knife, the dark figure flashed instantly.
Jiang Qi moved like a whirlwind, his cold light cutting through the wind, directly striking the slightly weaker Bao Cheng.
Having just been injured in a single blow, Bao Cheng became extremely vigilant and drew his weapon the moment Jiang Qi slashed at him.
Clang!
Metal clashed, sparks flew.
The immense impact sent Bao Cheng staggering back several steps, his blood and qi churning within him.
"Brother, this is a tricky situation!" Bao Cheng's expression changed drastically.
"Even if it hurts, you'd better die!" Bowie roared. "Attack together!"
Although the two brothers only had two streams of Qi and blood, they had worked together for many years and had a lot of blood on their hands. Their combined strength was no less than that of a martial artist with three streams of Qi and blood.
Dangdang Dangdang!
A cold glint flashed, and the sounds of fists clashing, panting, and blades slicing through the air filled the air.
In just a few breaths, they had exchanged more than ten blows.
So strong!
Jiang Qi was secretly alarmed.
Despite having higher levels of Qi and Blood than the two men surnamed Bao, he was still unable to defeat them.
Indeed, qi and blood are only one standard for measuring strength. Experience, mental strength, weapons, martial arts skills, etc., should not be ignored.
Apart from his blood and qi, he seemed to be better than the two men surnamed Bao in every other aspect, which is why he was unable to quickly establish an advantage.
but...
Jiang Qi unleashed a slash, a smile playing on his lips.
While Qi and Blood alone cannot fully measure strength, what about further enhancing explosive power?
"Collect the blood!"
With just one thought, the compressed blood and qi in his chest burst open like a spring.
boom!
Like a floodgate being opened, a terrifying force instantly rushed into the body.
"not good!"
Powell, who was slightly stronger, reacted instantly.
"Retreat quickly! This person possesses a secret blood-burning technique!"
Bao Chengyi immediately sensed something was wrong and tried to draw his knife and retreat.
however,
The blade cut through the wind and fell straight down.
Click!
Blood splattered and bones cracked.
"Ah!" Bao Cheng screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall. His fate was unknown.
Scalding blood stained the ground red.
In the blink of an eye, of the three people inside the room, one was dead and another was seriously injured, leaving only Bao Wei and Jiang Qi facing off.
The night froze.
Bowie gripped his dagger tightly, his nerves taut, staring intently at the blurry silhouette ahead: "Who are you?"
His reply was a sharp, cold glint of light!
Jiang Qi's sword strikes were ruthless, aiming straight for vital points.
"Wind-Breaking Blade?!" Bao Wei recognized the blade technique and was instantly shocked.
clang!
The metal clanged, and sparks flew once more.
Without Bao Cheng's support, Bao Wei's arms trembled from a single slash, and his body was forced back several steps by the force of the massive blade.
"The green snake spits its tongue!" But Bao Wei had been in the gang for years and had seen human blood. In an instant, he steadied himself. The tip of his knife was like the fangs of a venomous snake. He made three strange thrusts, aiming straight at Jiang Qi's upper, middle and lower body!
Jiang Qi remained unfazed and with a single straight strike, he shattered Bao Wei's three-point combo technique.
Powell was shocked!
Wow! Absolutely amazing!
"Brother! Brother, stop!" Bao Wei parried the attack in a sorry state, feeling a sharp pain in his hand, almost unable to hold the knife. He shouted urgently, "We're all working for someone else, why fight to the death?"
You are from the Ironclad Gang, I am from the Green Water Gang, we are just serving our own masters!
It's not worth risking your life and hurting yourself for them!
"Alright! Brother, stop! I'll give you all the silver I have! Let's pretend tonight never happened!"
As he spoke, his left hand seemed to frantically reach for his waist, but in reality, his palm had already quietly gripped the poisoned arrow hidden under his wrist.
This is his trump card for survival. He is confident that he can kill his opponent with a single blow if they relax even slightly!
"Really?" A playful glint flashed in Jiang Qi's eyes, and his attack slowed slightly, as if he was somewhat tempted.
"Absolutely true!" Bao Wei was overjoyed, his tone becoming even more sincere. "Shall we stop together? I'll throw the silver over, you can check it!"
"Okay," Jiang Qi replied.
"Stop—ah!"
Bang!
The cold, sharp blade slashed down head-on.
Click!
Bone fractured.
Powell flew through the air like a tattered sack, crashing into a table and collapsing to the ground.
Jiang Qi, carrying a knife, slowly walked over.
"You...you have no martial ethics..." Bao Wei was terrified.
Jiang Qi picked up the hidden dart at his feet and said calmly, "Is this your martial ethics?"
"You... have burned your vital energy, and your foundation is damaged... Don't expect to have an easy time in the future..." Bao Wei's eyes were full of resentment.
"You don't need to worry about that," Jiang Qi said, flicking his wrist.
call out!
The poisoned dart shot out suddenly, piercing Bowie's heart.
Bao Wei's body trembled, his eyes widened, and he made a few hoarse sounds before falling silent.
Jiang Qi then let out a soft breath.
My first life-or-death battle with a real martial artist specializing in Qi and Blood was quite thrilling.