Blood Fifth Brother, a name that sounds fierce and menacing.
In reality, he was a refined and scholarly man, dressed in ink-wash style clothing with long, black hair. If you disregarded the few traces of blood on his body, many people would believe he was a scholar.
"He's just a lowly constable, what a pity."
Despite saying that, Xue Laowu's tone showed no hint of regret.
On the contrary, it was very calm.
He muttered to himself:
"However, a constable squad should be enough for me to prove my loyalty, right?"
The news of his hiding place being exposed was something he had anticipated, or rather, he had intentionally leaked it.
The constables wanted to arrest and kill him to gain merit, but he also wanted to kill these people to gain merit.
The injury did occur, but due to unforeseen circumstances, I have already recovered to a considerable extent.
The head constable looked at Xue Laowu's arrogant demeanor and shouted, "Xue Laowu, you're just a mere Qi Refining martial artist. Instead of thinking about running away, you dare to be so arrogant."
"Provoking the Six Doors? You're courting death!"
The only response the constable received was a flurry of sword shadows as he brandished his longsword.
Although Xue Laowu looked like a frail scholar, he had a long sword in his hand.
They possessed an aura of unstoppable force, capable of slaying gods and Buddhas alike.
With unparalleled speed, he moved among the constables like a god of death, unstoppable wherever he went.
In the blink of an eye, two more constables were killed.
[Officer xxx has died, gaining 100 Life Points.]
[Officer xxx has died, gaining 100 Life Points.]
Despite witnessing the successive deaths of their comrades, the elite constables remained calm and composed.
They immediately formed a defensive formation.
The head constable had already taken the lead, drawing his knife to engage the enemy.
The martial arts world is divided into nine ranks, with the first rank being the highest and the ninth rank being the lowest.
The lower three ranks of martial artists are: Rank 9 Body Tempering, Rank 8 Qi Refining, and Rank 7 Qi Condensation.
A mid-level Grandmaster is equivalent to a sixth-grade Golden Core cultivator, a fifth-grade Spirit Refiner, and a fourth-grade Divine Power cultivator.
The highest-ranking Martial Saint is the third-rank Dharma Aspect, the second-rank Enlightened One is the first-rank Celestial Being.
Once one reaches the middle third rank, one can be called a Grandmaster and guard a region.
Those who reach the upper three ranks can be called Martial Saints, pillars of the nation.
The constable pondered that he was also an eighth-grade Qi Refining cultivator, the same level as Blood Fifth. Furthermore, the difference between Body Tempering and Qi Refining wasn't that significant, and with so many people in the fray, plus Blood Fifth's injury, the situation was much more challenging.
This battle,
The advantage lies with me!
Li Ming's eyes were fixed on the battle between Blood Old Five and the head constable.
Almost every strike between the two left an afterimage; the sharp sword and blade were imbued with a layer of aura, the aura of an eighth-grade Qi Refining Realm cultivator.
The ninth-grade body tempering only refines the mortal body, but the eighth-grade Qi cultivation nurtures the Qi seed and opens the Qi Sea, allowing one to obtain extraordinary power—Qi.
Qi is incredibly mysterious; even ordinary Qi can increase attack and defense, while special Qi has a variety of wonderful uses.
Although the two were at the same cultivation level, Blood Fifth dared to ambush them all by himself.
He naturally had something to rely on, and that was precisely his strength.
It was clear that the constable had multiple wounds on his body.
Li Ming's heart tightened; things were not looking good.
This constable was usually incredibly arrogant, claiming to come from a prestigious family, but it turned out he was all show and no substance.
They were repeatedly defeated by a bandit.
"Let's all go together. We don't need to show any mercy when dealing with these evil spirits," the constable said through gritted teeth.
He originally wanted to take down Blood Fifth Brother alone and claim all the credit, but he didn't expect that this guy's strength was not bad, and he was unable to deal with him for a while.
Upon hearing the order, the constables swarmed around.
Even when surrounded by a group of people, Blood Fifth Brother still managed to handle the situation with ease.
The head constable's attacks were all neutralized, and the attacks from ordinary constables were even less likely to harm him.
"A great opportunity!"
Li Ming circled around, and seeing that the constable had created a good opportunity, he drew his waist knife.
Da Cheng's swordsmanship was incredibly swift and powerful.
However, it was of no use.
Blood Old Five is a veteran of countless battles and is very familiar with fighting against multiple opponents.
Although Li Ming launched a sneak attack, Blood Old Five still managed to block the blow with a swift movement of his sword.
As the knife and sword clashed, an irresistible force surged through the blade.
Li Ming's arm holding the knife suddenly went numb.
This sword strike was a result of his significant improvement in strength, mastery of swordsmanship, and increased cultivation level.
The knife was almost knocked away.
Ta-da!
Li Ming followed the momentum and retreated continuously.
Seeing that Blood Old Five was getting stronger and stronger in battle, while the constables fell one after another.
It looked like Blood Old Five was about to kill them one by one.
The constable's face turned ashen. He hadn't expected that Blood Fifth had been hiding his cultivation level all along. His strength was clearly not that of someone who had just entered the Qi Refining Realm. It was completely different from the initial Qi Refining stage mentioned in the intelligence report. His cultivation level was probably even higher than his own.
His swordsmanship was exquisite, and his movement was also superior, far beyond what someone like him, who had only achieved the initial stage of Qi cultivation, could match.
The only reason they can still put up a fight is because there are constables nearby; otherwise, they would have been killed long ago.
And what happened to the serious injury you were promised?
Where has the trust between people gone?
The Great Mystery Man promised not to lie to the Great Mystery Man.
The head constable shouted:
“This person’s cultivation is even higher than mine. We cannot defeat him by force. You all retreat, I will cover your retreat.”
The constable's voice was loud and clear, carrying far and wide.
The remaining constables looked at their leader with admiration... and so on.
Where are they?
Seeing that the constable had already fled, the lofty image in everyone's hearts collapsed, and they went from being the most respected and good superior to cowards who were afraid of death.
But what's done is done.
"escape!!!"
The few remaining constables scattered in all directions like startled birds.
Blood Old Five's movements were skillful, his figure like a whirlwind of death. With four swift sword strikes, the four constables were torn to shreds, turning into corpses with severed limbs scattered about.
[Officer xxx has died, gaining 100 Life Points.]
[Officer xxx has died, gaining 100 Life Points.]
[Constable Wang Dong died, gaining 100 Life Points.]
...
A barrage of messages kept appearing, flooding the screen, and with the constables starting to die, only two remained.
Only the constable and Li Ming survived.
Wang Dong ultimately could not overcome his death ordeal.
Blood Old Five was covered in blood. His once clean ink-colored robe was now stained crimson, and the blood on his longsword was still very bright. However, the fierce battle had exhausted him. His chest was heaving, and the recurrence of his old injuries proved that he was not in good condition.
However, seeing the head constable not far away, Blood Old Five roared and once again unleashed his speed.
The long sword was like a rainbow.
The constable was clearly not very skilled at running away, or perhaps Blood Old Five was just too fast.
The longsword flashed through the air, leaving a trail of light and shadow.
One sword kills.
If the constable had faced the enemy head-on, he might have survived longer. His choice to escape was exactly what Xue Laowu wanted.
[Officer xxx has died, gaining 300 Life Points.]
As expected of a constable!
There are 300 points!
This guy's death was somewhat worthwhile, considering how arrogant and haughty he usually was.
In reality, among all the constables in Qing Shi City, he had the lowest martial arts skills, the worst cultivation level, and the biggest boast.
Seeing Xue Laowu's speed, Li Ming had given up on continuing his escape.
The fact that he's managed to survive until now is certainly not because of his superior agility or good luck.
Rather, it was something the other side did intentionally.
As for the deaths of these constables, why did they grant him life-saving abilities?
The reason is simple...
Not long after he transmigrated, he wanted to test his strength, so he went to a forest outside the city to find wild animals to test his abilities.
Unexpectedly, he encountered an injured man who was handsome and had an extraordinary presence. Li Ming hesitated for a moment, then threw out a few healing pills to help him catch his breath.
What Li Ming didn't expect was that the person he saved was none other than Xue Laowu.
This gave him 200 life points, a significant gain.
Little did he expect that fate would be so unpredictable, and that his rescue of Xue Laowu might have changed the course of his life.
So much so that it has now become a deadly calamity for them, a group of constables.
In addition, he only went through the motions in battle, which was tantamount to aiding and abetting evil and causing the death of his colleagues.
Every drink and every bite is ordained by Heaven.
Was he also a behind-the-scenes manipulator?
But things just happened to be so coincidental.
Blood Old Five chose to ambush in Qing Shi City, and coincidentally, it was their team that accepted the mission.
It seems the "Encountering Misfortune" entry is really working its magic.
Many thoughts flashed through Li Ming's mind, and he sorted out the matter into a fairly complete picture.
A secluded corner of Qing Shi City.
Blood Old Five's chest heaved up and down, his breathing becoming more intense, constantly audible, like a bellows being pulled.
In order to eliminate the threat as quickly as possible, he had no choice but to unleash a secret technique and kill the head constable with a single sword strike.
This caused the original injury to recur, and even become more severe.
Blood Old Five planted his longsword in the soil, using it as a crutch to support his body. Even though he was exhausted, he stood tall and did not expose his weakness.
The blood-stained face, combined with his appearance, was strangely eerie.
A beaming smile, a voice as gentle as a drizzle:
"Young constable, do you know why I spared your life?"
"Of course I know... I saved your life."
Li Ming looked grim; the current situation was unpredictable.
If Blood Fifth Brother wanted to let him go, he could have simply left.
Why go through all that trouble?
Besides... such a vicious person is extremely hostile to the imperial court. Would they really let him go just because of a favor of a single medicine?
"If you lose your weapon and take this Blood Pill, I may take you as my disciple."
"If you perform well, it may even help you enter the Qi Refining stage and take you to experience a wider world."
"how?"
Blood Old Five's voice was still as gentle as a spring breeze in March.
He believed that the conditions he offered were not unreasonable.
If it weren't for the fact that Li Ming had shown him some extraordinary abilities during the previous fight, and the fact that he had also shown him some kindness, he would have already taken his head with a single sword stroke.
If Li Mingzhen truly believed that he could no longer lift his sword, he would naturally take action and kill this ungrateful little constable with a single strike.
"I refuse."
Li Ming's voice was unwavering, resolute, and filled with unyielding determination.
Are you kidding me?
It sounds nice to be an apprentice, but in reality, your life and death are controlled by them. What's the difference between you and a servant?
I saved your life, and you turn around and treat me like a dog?
At this moment, Li Ming finally understood the cruelty of this world.
Good intentions don't always guarantee good results.
In this world, you still have to rely on the fists in your own hands!
Against fate,
Add some points.
Let me see your limits!
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