There is no justice or despicableness in battle; all that matters is one standing and one falling. Dao Chengyi deeply agreed with this, and for this reason, he resorted to all sorts of despicable means.
He inhaled poison, held a knife behind his back, and to ensure his strength was not inferior, Dao Chengyi even brought up the Human Force Gu. Martial artist? What does it matter compared to the limits of the human body?
The person opposite was clearly a seasoned veteran. Despite facing poisonous insects and swords, he remained calm and tried to escape, but was surrounded by poisonous insects and sharp blades.
Finally, he chose to retreat. The centipede raised its head and arched its body to rebound. This silent attack did not land. The opponent loosened his clothes and slid them down, wrapping the poisonous insect in them. He rubbed his hands together and tightened the two corners. The clothes instantly became tight and twisted, and then struck Dao Chengyi like a long whip.
Dao Cheng dodged to the side and charged forward again, forcing his opponent into close combat and giving him no chance to escape. However, for his opponent, close combat was not necessarily something to fear.
Faced with the cold glint and threat of the sword, and the menacing presence of lurking poisonous insects, the man in black had no choice but to proceed cautiously and seek an opportunity.
He dodged back and forth, not giving Dao Chengyi a chance to hurt him, while the poison powder and lime that fell from the corner of his clothes were blown away by the other party.
The heaving chest and severely deformed face clearly indicated what kind of animal it was and what kind of kung fu it used. It was experienced in combat and had a seasoned technique. No wonder it was assigned to capture Dao Chengyi.
"As expected of a newbie, the idea is not bad. Controlling insects to ambush, hiding poison powder and lime in clothing, it's fine for dealing with ordinary people, but that's how I got by back then!"
"Twenty moves, and I will surely knock you to the ground!"
The man in black—no, it should be called the toad-man—puffed out his cheeks and kept spewing poisonous gas into Dao Chengyi's side. Unfortunately, he was transformed by the insect vessel the moment he was inhaled.
He wasn't much stronger than Dao Chengyi, but his superior skills made up for it. He was weaker, but he lived longer and had more skills to learn.
The exquisite movements, the agile body, and the skillful techniques made Dao Chengyi extremely envious, wishing he could immediately kill him and devour his memories.
After only five rounds of fighting, and with two more poisonous insect attacks dodged, and even the Grass Sword Gu being released due to the opponent's grappling and tendon-severing technique, Dao Cheng found himself in a situation where he was being counter-killed.
"It really is you. You're the only one who's joined the Fushan Fist recently. You're truly talented. You've mastered the moves and can execute them after only two weeks of practice."
"That's all there is to it. Just come with me to the organization obediently, or we'll have to cut off your hands and feet and take you back."
With the sword in hand, feeling its sharpness and sturdiness that surpassed ordinary weapons, the toad-man looked at Dao Chengyi with a hint of greed in his eyes.
At the same time, a sense of contempt arose. A child who could let go even when being held by the tendons didn't need two people. Well, this time the credit could be all to himself.
"No one can know the outcome until the very last moment!"
Dao Cheng pressed down on his hand, but his right hand was temporarily immobilized. He gritted his teeth, stared intently at the toad-man, and then started running.
"Run? There's no such thing as a free lunch!"
The toad-man lightly touched the ground with his toes, using the momentum to rise up and slash at Dao Chengyi. But at that moment, Dao Chengyi stopped running, turned his waist to transform his power, twisted his elbow, and swept across the sky.
It's like a black bull slashing with its horn; if an ordinary person were to be directly hit by that force, their chest would probably explode and their lungs would be shattered into pieces.
The strategy of exchanging injury for injury was a well-worn tactic for the toad-man. Seeing this, he didn't hesitate at all, even when a root suddenly pierced through his palm from the hilt of the sword, he still lowered his sword without changing his expression.
Contrary to common sense, the sword disappeared the instant it approached Dao Chengyi, while Dao Chengyi's attack struck the toad-man heavily in the blink of an eye.
Bang!
The sound of heavy objects colliding was deafening. No matter how the toad-man dodged, he was still hit in the chest by this attack, his bones cracked and his body caved in. Along with the attack, a long snake leaped out from his sleeve in the empty space and bit his neck.
It was too late to leave, too late to retreat. With the tide turning, he was already doomed. A flash of cold light, and the longsword fell from his flipped hand and pierced his thigh.
The momentum of flying away turned into being pinned to the ground, and the reaction and strength instantly changed to a different level.
He's... hiding his true abilities!
No, it was just adrenaline. Dao Chengyi understood the principle of leaving an opening when besieging an enemy. After injecting poison and severing the opponent's tendons with several swords, he retreated.
"Buzz buzz buzz~"
At that moment, the deep buzzing sound characteristic of bees echoed through the forest, and a large swarm of blood-red bees appeared as the sky gradually brightened.
The result is self-evident: the guy who could be tortured and killed by Dao Chengyi through skill and experience would not be poisoned to death, but would be tortured to death.
Just as he mocked Dao Chengyi for being a child who couldn't bear the pain, Dao Chengyi decided to see if he could endure the pain. In less than half an hour, everything was cleaned up.
He didn't have much on him: gloves, poison needles, poison, antidote, a copy of the Poison Toad Technique, a copy of the Skylark Drinking Ice Lightness Technique, a few taels of silver, and a token. That was all he had.
The token was an extremely malevolent blood-red lotus. Dao Chengyi directly used it to refine the Grass Sword Gu, since it had some hardness. The same was true for the others.
As usual, he put away his body. This time, Dao Chengyi planned to study the condition of a martial artist's body properly, since he would also be getting a flesh implant next.
After passing through the battlefield without leaving any trace, Dao Chengyi left. He even tried to avoid biological pheromones by covering himself with a layer of human skin and wearing a filter mask. If he could still be found... he had no choice but to leave, but it was highly unlikely that he would be able to find them.
Dao Chengyi secretly returned to the village at dawn, after confirming that no one in his home or the village was watching him.
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