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Chapter 95 Mission 1

"Seriously!" Elder Duan became angry and replied calmly.

Lu Sheng let out a hey, then slashed a few times with the butcher's knife, and screams suddenly filled the air.

Since he dared to say this even though he knew that he possessed Chiji's mind, it was obvious that Elder Duan had estimated the power he could unleash.

Lu Sheng made a mental calculation and simply used the fifth-level Chiji Mental Technique. Judging from his strength, this level of skill was not surprising.

call!!

The two big knives slashed hard at the puppet.

Bang!!

As if he had struck an extremely elastic gel, Lu Sheng felt the handle of the knife in his hand instantly send back a huge shock force. In the blink of an eye, the two knives in his hand bounced back.

"Come again!!" Before Elder Duan could taunt, the blood vessels on Lu Sheng's face bulged, and his two swords were like two door panels, making a heavy whistling sound as they slashed hard at the wood.

Bang!!

The two swords bounced back again.

"Come again!" Lu Sheng became a little fierce. The two knives slashed hard at the puppet for the third time.

Huhhhhhh....

The strong wind brought by the two swords blew Elder Duan's beard and clothes and kept flipping them.

He opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw Lu Sheng's blood and energy surging all over his body, he slashed hard at the wooden neck with his two knives. The huge force hit the puppet, and the entire testing room shook.

The stone slabs continued to feel numb.

Bang bang bang bang bang!!

Heavy chopping sounds continued to sound. Lu Sheng seemed to enjoy this huge rebound force, with a weird smile on his lips, and kept silent, slashing at the puppet's neck.

The blade rubbed violently against the surface of the puppet, cutting wounds like a saw. Most of them were on the neck, and they were getting deeper and bigger.

Bang!!!

Another knife struck the puppet's neck as heavy as a thunderbolt. The whole room trembled violently.

Elder Duan's eyelids twitched wildly as he watched Lu Sheng pull out the knife. The sharp blade carved a deep scar on the poor puppet.

"That's right, it really can't be damaged..." Lu Sheng turned to look at him and grinned.

Elder Duan looked at the puppet. This poor guy had only a small part of his head still hanging on his neck. The rest of his limbs and torso were almost invisible. They were all covered with scars from different swords, which was horrible to look at.

This new puppet I just bought has only been used for a few days, and it has already turned into a ten-year-old puppet that I just phased out...

He wanted to cry but had no tears. This wooden puppet was extremely expensive and had excellent hardness and toughness, so it could be used for many years after being bought. However, Lu Sheng did not completely chop it down when he chopped it, but the remaining

The puppets are completely useless...

"Forget it, forget it, it's my misfortune. You'd better leave quickly, Mr. Lu, and give the money to the accountant outside. I won't stay with you here." Elder Duan felt distressed when he saw it. He handed over his hand and simply turned a blind eye.

.

Lu Sheng didn't take it seriously. He did it on purpose. He said goodbye to Elder Duan, left the weapons department, and rode back to his residence.

Now that good weapons are available, these two double swords should be used for a while. Next, just focus on improving your internal strength.

It's just that if you want to improve the Chiji Gong at the seventh level now, you can only use Yin Qi to deduce it, because it has reached the highest level. As for the Jiujiang Iron Suo Gong, it is just a Tongli level skill, which only improves the body's defense.

It is not the real core. The next focus is still on Chiji Mentality.

.....................

Five days later, Huaiyan Town.

The gloomy sky was covered with dense clouds, and gray drizzle continued to fall like silk threads.

The streets in the town were deserted. Occasionally, a few passers-by trotted to take shelter from the rain, but they soon disappeared and disappeared into the corners and alleys.

Under the eaves of the Hu Mansion, a young man holding a black oil-paper umbrella in his hand was looking up at the sky.

Looking up through the pointed eaves of the flying swallow, the sky is dark and the continuous drizzle seems to have no end and can keep falling like this forever.

The young master was standing outside the gate of Hu Mansion, just to the left of the stone lion guarding the gate, taking shelter from the rain by the extended eaves.

He looked at the empty street. Under the eaves of each house, there were dark shadows. No one could be seen, only a cold silence.

At first glance, the huge long street is full of dark spaces. None of the windows of the houses on both sides of the street have lights on, as if no one lives in the entire street, and it is dark and gloomy.

The sky is gloomy, the houses are gloomy, and the light is getting darker and darker.

The young master frowned slightly. He lowered his head and glanced at the black robe he was wearing. The feet of the robe were wet from the rain, and they were wet on his leather boots embroidered with red patterns.

"I hate rain." He sighed.

The sound was not loud, but it seemed unusually abrupt on the deserted rainy street.

Because there was no one else in sight except him on the whole street.

"Every time it rains, my mood gets worse." Young Master continued slowly.

No one answered.

Fine raindrops fell on the eaves, dripping water down the sharp beaks of the flying swallows. Then they fell at the young master's feet, splashing wet the feet of his robe.

"There is still a long way from here to Donglin Mansion. I didn't expect you to be able to catch up like this." The young master was talking to himself, as if there were really people around him listening.

squeak...

The door of Hu Mansion suddenly opened slowly. It was empty inside and overgrown with weeds. No one could be seen opening the door, but the door still opened slowly by itself.

A woman in a red dress walked out slowly holding a red oil-paper umbrella.

The paper umbrella covered her face, but judging from her figure, she was graceful, slim and plump.

"Zhen Yi... I'll kill you... Even Zhen Xun... will be sad..." The woman's voice was broken, as if she was holding her throat to speak. It was sharp and weird.

The young master's expression remained unchanged. He leaned the umbrella against the wall and looked at the woman at the gate of Hu Mansion.

"I didn't expect that you would also come. It seems that Hongfang is really not afraid of being kidnapped."

"It's useless... Sister is here... Even if Zhen goes to look for it... it's useless, hehe." The woman slowly walked towards Zhen Yi and let out a weird laugh.

Zhen Yi also sighed. The battle with Hongfang has finally reached a fever pitch. Whether he dies here or the umbrella girl dies here today, the final result will be catastrophic.

He didn't know what purpose Hongfang had, so he would make such a desperate move and send an important figure like the umbrella girl to take action personally.

But now that it's a foregone conclusion, it's irreversible no matter what.

Looking at the woman in red skirt and umbrella walking slowly towards her, Zhen Yi sighed again, a silver-white dagger slipped out of her sleeve silently, and she also walked towards her.

.............................

The drizzle continued, and Lu Sheng sat in his seat and ate a melon. This kind of melon has yellow flesh and tastes like watermelon. On this day, it is most suitable to replenish water and quench thirst after just exercising.

At this time, the greenhouse has been completely transformed into a training ground exclusively for his team. Not only him, but also many subordinates came here early in the morning to practice and strengthen their muscles.

After eating a few pieces of melon, Lu Sheng touched his forehead. His hair had not yet grown out, and he felt a little depressed. Ever since he had been permed in a fire, the hair on his body had never shown any signs of growth, which made him feel depressed.

It looks very weird now.

"Although I'm not handsome, I still don't look like this all the time. Alas..." Lu Sheng sighed and glanced around the field. There were many subordinates who were practicing their skills. Anyway, they were just practicing their moves.

Or Zhuang Gong, if you don’t know the mental method, you are not afraid of being learned secretly.

"Huh?" Suddenly his eyes moved and he was slightly surprised when he saw two petite figures in the corner.

The two Liuqin sisters also got up to exercise. They were hiding in the corner, repeatedly practicing a set of attacks and forward attacks.

"It seems to be a way of assassinating with a dagger. It's not bad." Lu Sheng recently went to help Zhongxuanwu Pavilion to watch free basic martial arts, and his knowledge has increased a lot. At a glance, he can tell what kind of weapons the two sisters are practicing.

His eyes narrowed. He originally took in the two sisters because he sensed the Yin Qi on a whim. As for the reasons for pity and the like mentioned later, they were just perfunctory words. Although he was not a villain, he was not a bad person either.

How can a kind person be so kind to others for no reason and give others benefits and help?

They just planned to use the two sisters as ghost attractors, but they didn't expect to overhear a lot of secrets later.

Now he is still hesitating whether to continue to take them in or let them leave.

After all, he wasn't sure how strong the force behind them was that was persecuting them, and how much it valued them.

Thinking of this, Lu Sheng stood up and slowly walked towards the two sisters.

Chi!

Liu Caiyun's foot was in the air, her body's center of gravity was unsteady, and she almost fell down along with the inertia.

"It's crooked." came the voice of my sister Liu Qin. "Caiyun, I think when stepping forward, you should touch the ground with the soles of your feet first, not your heels. It's also best not to tilt when you twist your body."

"But it hurts when I turn around and twist my feet. How can I see what's behind me without tilting?" Liu Caiyun asked in confusion.

"Can't we just look at it? Can't we just imagine it?" Liu Qin asked puzzledly.

"I can't..." Liu Caiyun shook her head.

When the two were talking about each other, Lu Sheng walked over slowly.

Looking at the extremely rough fighting postures of the two women, he also had some doubts in his heart. If the two were really related to the aristocratic family, and they were really a branch of the aristocratic family that could fight against ghosts and monsters, they shouldn't not know this basic skill.

Just looking at the movements of the two people, they are simply crude imitations of ordinary people.

"Are you practicing the assassination moves with the dagger?" Lu Sheng said slowly.

"Mr. Lu." Liu Qin came over and gave him a slight salute. The movement was a very standard curtsey for everyone, that is, bending the knees slightly and lowering the head.

"We have never learned how to use a dagger. We just randomly watched other people practice and learned a little bit of posture..." She replied helplessly.

"If you practice like this, your moves are good, but this move should be a move in a certain combo. You know, a move must include variations that can cope with many situations. And what you have stolen is just one move.

It's just a change of tactics, it can only be used in some special situations." Lu Sheng explained with a smile.

"I see..." The two sisters suddenly looked astonished. They had always felt that there was something wrong with the moves they were practicing, but they didn't know where the problem was. Now that they heard Lu Sheng's explanation, they immediately realized it.

The problem lies.

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