So after dying about seven times, he chose to launch a sneak attack.
He ambushed in corners, behind doors, and on roofs, trying to get close to the opponent in this way to engage in close combat.
After dying ten more times, Lin Xing clearly realized that either of these two military ruffians must have several skills.
Both of them were stronger than him and had guns. Even if he could get close to them by sneak attack, it would be impossible for him to defeat both of them at the same time.
Fighting again and again, dying again and again, in the ordeal between life and death, Lin Xing only felt that the anger in his chest was as hot as fire, and the Taiqing Changquan he had just learned was also making rapid progress in the constant fighting.
Constantly dying and living, living and dying, this is Lin Xing’s own perspective.
But in Bai Yiyi's view, it was a completely different scene.
The woman screamed and ran out, attracting countless villagers to open their windows and look out.
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Looking at the woman who had just been dragged along by the military thugs by the hair and now sat beside them with a dazed look on her face, Lin Xing said, "Let's go, everything is fine now."
Lin Xing ignored the doll's questioning. He just wanted to lie down and rest.
All the experiences of hand-to-hand combat flashed through his mind like instinct.
At this moment, Lin Xing heard a series of crackling sounds inside his body, and all the muscles and bones in his body seemed to be connected into one piece. After being blessed by two levels of Taiqing Changquan, his physical fitness had made another leap forward.
It is necessary to temporarily restrict the movements of one person first to create an opportunity for a one-on-one fight with the other person.
On the other side, Lin Xing looked at the two people who were finally executed on the spot, and he completely relaxed, with a trace of deep fatigue in his eyes.
Lin Xing calculated the time and felt that he had been honing his boxing skills in life-and-death battles for several months.
But the facts are before us, whether it was predicting the appearance of the two military ruffians in advance and killing them as if he had practiced it countless times, or practicing the second level of Taiqing Changquan in the blink of an eye, it all seemed to fit Lin Xing's description of time going back.
Only after feeling that the other party had completely lost his breath did Lin Xing loosen his arms and let the other party's body fall to the ground.
And Lin Xing actually achieved this on the first day of learning boxing. In Bai Yiyi's opinion, this could no longer be explained by genius or evildoer.
Although his body was still intact at this moment, the mental fatigue still made him feel extremely tired.
At the same time, he felt a strong obstruction, and new memories revived in his mind.
Fighting one against two at the same time, it is impossible to win no matter what. This is the valuable experience that Lin Xing summed up after experiencing countless deaths.
While Lin Xing was speaking, he had already grabbed a handful of dust from the ground, held it in his hand, and then hid behind the corner.
The scarred man who had previously fought off Lin Xing and snatched the little girl away was now standing at the forefront of the villagers.
Lin Xing lay down on the ground, thinking that he should have a good sleep to recover from his mental fatigue.
He stared at Lin Xing coldly, his eyes full of anger: "Who asked you to meddle in other people's business? You actually killed Marshal Zhang's soldiers?"
Lin Xing stood up and found that many villagers had gathered around him without him noticing.
"If we let them go, they will at most steal some people and food. If you kill them now, Marshal Zhang will raze our entire village to the ground."
And in Bai Yiyi's shocked gaze, the tough temperament and terrifying murderous intent emanating from Lin Xing at this moment were completely different from the Lin Xing of the previous moment.
In the blink of an eye, a soldier fell to the ground, holding his crotch and screaming.
He thought to himself, “This naked choke I saw online is pretty effective.”
"I have temporarily reached the limit of my Taiqing Long Fist training." He recalled the revived memories in his heart and said secretly, "If I want to improve again, I must first comprehend the inheritance."
For a moment, the cat doll seemed to have forgotten talking to Lin Xing and instead fell into silence, as if thinking about something.
At this moment, the cat doll suddenly reminded: "Lin Xing, why don't you choose one of these two guns for self-defense."
Especially thinking back to the whole incident and what Lin Xing said, she couldn't help but wonder: "Could he really go back in time? How is this possible?"
Another soldier with a ferocious face had just managed to wipe the dust away from his eyes when he felt a pair of strong arms grabbing his neck from behind.
She looked at all this in shock, her heart full of disbelief. She couldn't help but think: "Has he really cultivated Taiqing Changquan to the second level? How is this possible? How is it possible that he has cultivated to the second level in the blink of an eye?" To cultivate a boxing skill to the second level, it often requires years of hard training and one actual battle after another.
Then with a soft bang, as if he had practiced it countless times, Lin Xing kicked the opponent's crotch accurately.
This lightning-fast sneak attack was seen from head to toe by the cat doll next to him.
Of course, in reality, this kind of real-life battle is a hundred times more complicated than the game.
The position, speed, strength... everything was just right, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.
She couldn't help but think in her heart: "Even if time travel is true, this kid must have some other problems. The quack doctor over there must have made a mistake in the direction of treatment."
"Two thugs are coming. I have lost thousands of lives at their hands, if not tens of thousands. I have finally mastered the Taiqing Changquan to the second level."
He waved his hand and said, "I can't take the gun, otherwise I will be guilty of illegal possession of a gun."
"Ah?" The cat doll was stunned, his mind full of confusion: "What are you crazy about again?"
Then Lin Xing leaped forward as if he had foreseen it, and with one palm he blocked the muzzle of the gun raised by another person behind him.
After taking a look at the hatchets, pitchforks and other farm tools in the other party's hands and feeling the murderous intent coming towards him, Lin Xing said, "It looks like you don't want to thank me."
Lin Xing looked at the gun on the ground. It was the gun used by the two military thugs before.
He felt like he was playing an extremely inhumane and difficult game. After being stuck with two bosses, he worked day and night to repeatedly overcome the difficulties. After several months of continuous efforts, he finally won.
"When dealing with such villains who have killed thousands of people, there can be no scruples or mercy. We must use the most effective methods to destroy their ability to commit crimes in the shortest possible time to avoid getting hurt."
A moment later, as the two military thugs approached, as the first one crossed the corner of the wall, Lin Xing, who was hiding nearby, had already sprinkled a handful of dust into the other's eyes.
He opened his eyes wide and tried desperately to resist, but in the blink of an eye he felt difficulty breathing and finally fainted completely.
But before he could lie there for long, he noticed more and more footsteps being heard.
The surrounding villagers became excited.
"We can't let him get away."
"Send him to the military master to pay for his life."
Among the increasingly agitated villagers, an old woman suddenly emerged from the crowd behind Lin Xing, and stabbed out with the dung fork in her hand, and with the sound of wind and thunder, it directly pierced Lin Xing's kidney.
(End of this chapter)