"Three steps forward, pounce."

Lin Xing's muscles twisted like steel wires, and using the force of Taiqing Changquan, he pounced out like a tiger.

"After four steps, dodge left."

He recalled the terrain ahead in his mind, his legs shook, and he dodged to the left again.

"There's a huge rock ahead, take cover."

While muttering to himself, Lin Xing used his body movements like a crane spreading its wings and dodged behind a huge rock.

After going back in time again and again and paying the price of one life after another, Lin Xing continued to hone his body movements, footwork, and power in the Taichu Changquan.

But the difficulty was still terribly great, and this was the first time he successfully moved forward after being hit by three bullets in a row.

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BANG! Shot in the abdomen.

It turned out that just now when Lin Xing rushed into the enemy camp alone, Shi Yingwei directed the soldiers to provide cover.

More bandits began to shoot at Lin Xing's location. For a moment, dust flew up and crackling sounds echoed throughout the mountains and forests.

Bang! A bullet hit my thigh.

So under the shocked gaze of everyone, Lin Xing actually broke through and appeared in front of the dark-skinned young man. Although he was covered in blood at this moment, in the eyes of everyone he looked like some kind of ferocious beast emitting a terrifying aura.

When the dark-skinned young man was knocked down, the morale of the bandits, who had no military discipline to begin with, plummeted, and they immediately began to retreat under the charge of the soldiers.

Countless deaths have given him more experience in fighting against firearms.

But just as he was about to pull the trigger, an invisible force hit the barrel of the gun, causing the muzzle to tilt, and the bullet went off target.

Two more soldiers came forward and grabbed him. Looking at the blood-soaked Lin Xing, they shouted, "Captain Lin! You are too badly injured. You can't go up anymore!"

"You're not afraid of death, are you?" The dark-skinned young man's knife swept over like a waterfall: "I'll let you know what's more terrifying than death."

Although blood flashed on his body, Lin Xing just rolled over after falling down, then stumbled up and continued to rush forward.

If it were on the plain, no matter how many times Lin Xing charged, he would just be shot to death.

At the same time, in this process, he has gradually mastered the best route of advance, and can even gradually remember the position where he was shot.

When he opened his eyes again, Lin Xing found himself lying in the side room.

"No matter how complex the terrain is, it becomes more and more dangerous as the distance gets closer."

However, the severe pain that was enough to frighten and retreat ordinary people was nothing to Lin Xing, who had died countless times and experienced hundreds of ways of dying.

The next moment, murderous intent as if it were tangible burst out from Lin Xing.

Perhaps it was due to excessive bleeding or the aggravation of his injuries. Even though Lin Xing could endure it mentally, his body seemed to have reached its limit.

Then, the big foot, carrying the strength of 3.1 old men, hit the dark-skinned young man's crotch like a big hammer.

Lin Xing turned around and saw Shi Yingwei's face. He also saw his soldiers charging forward and chasing the bandits.

"Um?"

"I should be able to do better next time."

Feeling that death was getting further and further away, Lin Xing was angry and anxious: "Let me go!"

"No, how can I think like that..."

Later, seeing that he had disrupted the enemy's front line by himself, the soldiers were inspired by Lin Xing's courage. Sensing an opportunity, Shi Yingwei led his troops to support him.

Taiqing Changquan (3rd level 31.4%) → Taiqing Changquan (3rd level 58.1%)

When the killing intention was released, the bandits who were closer to him immediately felt that they were severely frightened, and their bodies seemed to stiffen at this moment.

He thought to himself: "It's impossible to dodge all the bullets at this distance."

At this moment, looking at Lin Xing who was still fighting despite being covered in blood, Shi Yingwei's admiration became even stronger: "Brother Lin, you are injured, leave the rest to us."

"What's going on?" Lin Xing struggled to stand up and wanted to chase after him.

The experience of death before kept surging in his mind, and gaps appeared in front of Lin Xing one after another. Looking at the dark-skinned young man getting closer and closer, he thought to himself: "At least I have to attack him this time."

He looked up and found that the bandits were actually starting to retreat.

"Looking for death." The dark-skinned young man in the lead shouted coldly, then raised the gun in his hand without being affected at all, and pointed it at Lin Xing's position.

"I'm going to keep fighting!"

Looking at these people in front of him, he couldn't help but have an idea in his mind, why not just attack them? Let them kill me? But Lin Xing's strong self-control ability allowed him to suppress this bad idea immediately.

But in these mountains and forests, the terrain is complex and there are many shelters, so the bandits' vision is also limited.

So in the astonished eyes of countless people, they saw Lin Xing rushing left and right like a nimble lightning, relying on the cover of various large trees, huge rocks, and mountains, and actually rushed up like this.

On the other side, seeing Lin Xing rushing over, the dark-skinned young man shouted angrily: "Kill him!"

"But even if we can kill a few people by charging forward like this, we'll probably still die in the end. The power of the gun is too great after all..."

After doing all this, Lin Xing half-knelt on the ground, feeling somewhat exhausted: "Finally got it."

The servants nearby immediately rushed out shouting.

"Shoot!"

But the next moment, the knife light stopped instantly, the dark-skinned young man screamed, and suddenly covered his right eye. Before he could make the next reaction, Lin Xing's spiritual power hit his other eye again.

It was Lin Xing who used his spiritual power to hit the gun barrel.

"Don't run away!"

A wave of drowsiness came over him and he fainted the next moment.

Even Lin Xing himself was a little surprised, thinking to himself: "I'm lucky this time."

Lin Xing only felt a pain in his right shoulder and knew that he was injured after all.

Just when he had not gone far, a hand grabbed him.

Unable to avoid all gunshots, he tried to actively choose situations with less severe injuries, and even moved his chest, abdomen, and legs to make the location of the gunshot more controllable, trying to keep himself more mobile.

…

Under the sweeping knife light, the already injured Lin Xing was unable to dodge and blood marks were left on his body.

"Don't let those bandits get away!"

He just paused for a moment, then his strong body burst out with strength and he started to sprint again.

Just as Lin Xing was summing up his experience in his mind, he found that he had not died yet.

But Lin Xing, whose hands and feet were restrained by more than a dozen soldiers, could no longer move.

The dark-skinned young man had no time to wonder what was happening, nor did he have time to pull the bolt of his gun. Looking at Lin Xing who had rushed up to him, his face was ferocious, and he drew his sword and rushed forward.

The dark-skinned young man who was covering his eyes and screaming let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground twitching.

Soon more and more people came to him.

Marshal Zhang sat in front of the bed, holding Lin Xing's hand, looking at him and said, "Don't worry, I have invited the best doctor in the palace to treat you. He has already treated your injuries. There is no big problem. You just need to rest."

Behind Marshal Zhang, Shi Yingwei looked at Lin Xing and sighed, "You are so brave. You rushed up under the bullets?"

An officer at the side praised: "He charged into the enemy camp alone, suffered dozens of wounds but still fought to the death, and captured the enemy general by himself. Brother Lin is really brave."

(End of this chapter)