bookrandom Chapter 106 Close Combat
Chapter 106 Close Combat
Seeing that his attack had missed, the man flipped his wrist, and the Emei Dagger began to spin.
The Emei Dagger is a long needle with pointed ends and a rotating ring in the center, making it ideal for concealment and surprise attacks.
The color of this Emei thorn is obviously strange, probably because it has been coated with a deadly poison.
Zhong Ming took a step back to dodge the attack, but the opponent's speed was surprisingly fast, even the body enhanced by dragon flesh could keep up, and both hands kept attacking, stabbing towards the throat.
Damn it, he's a brute.
Martial artists, who focus on using spiritual energy to cleanse their flesh and strengthen their bodies, are invincible in such narrow, close-quarters combat areas.
Fortunately, Zhong Ming knew Yue Kaishan, a physical cultivator, and had some understanding of this type of enemy. He was only at the Qi Refining stage, and their weaknesses were still very obvious, requiring him to exchange Qi.
They like to call this thing "true qi," but in reality, special breathing techniques allow them to inhale a large amount of free-floating spiritual energy in one breath and temporarily convert it into their own.
Just hold on until he needs to breathe.
The soldier's attack was exceptionally fierce. Seeing that he couldn't dodge the next blow, Zhong Ming jumped up, his neck transformed into a tortoise shell, and managed to withstand the attack, though he was pushed back a short distance.
Taking advantage of the lull, he shouted, "This soldier is a spy, arrest him!"
The other side remained silent, but intensified their attack.
This was the last room. Zhong Ming had nowhere to retreat. He had just raised his mother-and-child sword when it was blocked by the enemy's other hand with an Emei dagger, preventing him from slashing.
Damn, this place is too cramped; I can't even use the Flowing Cloud Steps I just learned.
No, there is still a chance.
The enemy once probed Emei's position, but he focused too much on the attack from above, and while blocking the mother and child swords, he exposed some weaknesses in his lower body.
Zhong Ming raised his knee and struck the opponent's abdomen. He tilted his head to the side, and the sharp silver needles grazed his clothes, cutting through some folds in his shoulder. Wherever the needles touched the Emei thorns, wisps of white light immediately appeared.
After the attack, the opponent should retreat to create distance.
Zhong Ming immediately realized that he needed to catch his breath, so he mustered all his strength, and instead of retreating, he advanced, closing in and slashing with his sword.
This was his weakest moment. The mother and child swords struck down with tremendous force, so fast and powerful that there was no way to avoid it.
That man was also a veteran of countless battles. He turned the tables on the man, forming a cross with his two Emei daggers, and with a loud shout, he exhaled all his turbid air and rammed forward.
That overwhelming stench... the foul air greatly enhanced his aura. Zhong Ming's sword strike looked as if it had crashed into a rapidly approaching battering ram. After the sword struck, it bounced back at several times the speed, the impact so great that it was enough to send him flying several body lengths.
The spy immediately seized the opportunity to take another breath, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw that the guy in front of him hadn't taken a single step back.
The recoil is strong? No problem, I don't need the sword anymore.
As soon as the mother and child swords were released, they flew straight backward, which caused Zhong Ming to lose most of his strength. His arm was still swinging backward due to inertia, but his whole body twisted and pushed his head forward with all his might.
Got it!
A wisp of spiritual energy was sent into the storage stone denture, and a spherical object wrapped in white paper was taken out and appeared in the mouth. With a bite, the white powder inside was immediately released.
Now it's my turn to launch a bad breath attack.
Zhong Ming spared no effort to bring his mouth close to the other party, and blew a breath, launching a "bad breath attack" carrying enough sleeping powder to knock out tigers. The white powder immediately dispersed into the air.
The spy, who was taking a breath of fresh air, inhaled quite a bit, and both of them swayed unsteadily, their eyelids trembling.
Zhong Ming gritted his teeth and persevered. Damn antidote stone, get to work!
The detoxification stone claims it can only purify liquids. This powder often sticks to the walls of your mouth, and it can't reach the inside of your mouth. What can you do?
Both of them were in terrible condition, their minds were foggy, and they were acting almost exactly as planned.
After taking a deep breath of fresh air, the man lunged forward with his two needles.
Zhong Ming flicked his hands, and the hook-and-sickle spear appeared in his hands.
Fighting in narrow passages is very disadvantageous for long-handled weapons, but for hook-and-sickle spears, the advantage is exceptionally great.
The way a spear attacks is straight and direct; the entire structure of a spear is designed for one purpose:
"break".
However, in a narrow passage, if someone wields a melee weapon in both hands, pushes aside the spears, and sneaks up along the spear shaft, then the situation is perilous.
The hook-and-sickle spear has barbs!
It's a barb, with the blade pointing towards the bell. If you dare to push aside the spear shaft and step forward, I'll pull the hook-and-sickle spear back, and the barb will slice the enemy off their kidneys.
In fact, that's exactly what Zhong Ming did, but because there was no space behind him, he could only shoot diagonally when he pulled the gun back. So the attack didn't hit his waist, but instead deflected upwards and cut into his ribs.
This brought the two of them to an extremely dangerous distance.
The spy was extremely anxious at this moment, not knowing what the white powder he had inhaled was. His head was spinning, and he had to kill this guy with all his might so that he could free up his hands to deal with the one-armed cultivator who ran in from the door.
Two needles were thrust out simultaneously, one piercing the throat and the other the brow.
At this critical moment, Zhong Ming opened his mouth and spat out a polishing brick, which blocked the attack, but he himself became dizzy and collapsed completely.
Sparks flew as the Emei dagger collided with the polishing brick, but the spy was overjoyed to see Zhong Ming completely unconscious.
What a piece of junk, get out of my way.
He pushed the brick aside and threw it behind him; the large brick flew over his head.
Raise your Emei daggers, it's time to end this damned bastard's life.
As his mind grew increasingly hazy, he didn't notice that Zhong Ming's shoulders were twitching.
Polishing bricks, these are made of mica, a favorite of mining moles.
The mine mole pounced, its two hind legs clamping firmly into his face, the stiff fur covering his face, while its two front paws were raised high, about to grab the polishing brick that flew over the spy's head.
Hehehe, the boss's delicious food is about to be mine!
After being blindfolded by the mine mole, and in a state of confusion, the spy's stab went astray, failing to injure Zhong Ming. Instead, much of the poison on the Emei dagger was rubbed off by the stone wall.
Just as he was about to launch another attack, Yue Kaishan arrived.
"Stop right there!"
Yue Kaishan's roar was like rolling thunder. He grabbed the enemy's neck with one hand and squeezed hard with his five fingers, almost snapping the neck.
He pulled back forcefully, trying to pull the spy away from Zhong Ming, but he didn't notice that the barbs of the hook-and-sickle spear were still stuck in the other man's ribs. This blow directly stuck the cold-cold frost deep into two ribs, injuring his spine.
"Do not!!!"