Chapter 17: The Power of Ming Jin
Chapter 17: The Power of Ming Jin
Late at night, in the alleys of the west city.
A black shadow fell from the wall, as light as a wild cat, and stabbed a green soldier's head with a sharp knife from top to bottom. The man suddenly trembled wildly, his legs became weak, and he knelt on the ground.
The people who were traveling with him drew their swords in shock and anger. The black shadow kicked out. His hands, feet, elbows, knees, shoulders and hips seemed to be integrated into one. All his limbs and bones cooperated with each other in a coordinated manner, with the strength of a tiger.
Qing Bing's tall body was blown away like a solid bullet and slammed into the wall. He clung to the wall for two or three seconds before slowly sliding down like a painting. His pupils were dilated and his mouth was open. He was like a fish out of water, trying desperately to breathe but could only let his vitality fade away.
Both men died instantly.
Jiang He picked up the bow and arrow and walked away, thinking to himself: "Hands and feet, elbows and knees, shoulders and hips, the whole body is integrated, this is the Ming Jin described in the Mountain Spear Technique."
"This type of technique is independent of the origin game, similar to Dr. Ryan's bomb zombies and the current Garuda mode, which are special applications of strength."
"Ming Jin can mobilize the whole body's strength, acting on fists and feet, and even adding strength to weapons to deliver a thousand pounds of force, but you have to concentrate fully. Twenty or thirty times is enough to exhaust me."
"After mastering Ming Jin, my spearmanship level has improved, but it is still LV7 on the player panel. As expected, this normalized extra damage is very valuable."
Jiang He used Ming Jin and gradually improved his proficiency. This technique originated from his understanding when he was carrying out mission transmission. At that time, the strange power transmitted swept through every corner of his body and was distributed very evenly and tightly, revealing the feeling of Ming Jin in disguise.
According to his colleague Dr. Ryan, combat players are the smallest category, almost non-existent, because when upgrading from entry-level skills to mastery skills, not only skill points are needed, but also corresponding conditions, which cannot be obtained directly, but rely on understanding and experience, which is very mysterious. It is said that if you want to advance to a higher level after mastering the skills, you have to continue.
For combat players, going from entry level to mastery is a big hurdle. Using skill points to upgrade is already difficult due to insufficient foundation. After upgrading to entry level 9, it is a wiser choice to turn to shooting, bombs, traps and other fields.
In the mainstream concept of the current player community, passive skills are far inferior to active skills. The latter gain power obviously more quickly and can use extraordinary powers faster, one step faster, every step faster, making it easier to seize the initiative in the new era.
Jiang He was not interested in the active and passive arguments. His top priority right now was to find a place to rest. As he became more familiar with Ming Jin, he consumed a lot of energy.
Fortunately, I ate three bags of raw white rice and 100 kilograms of meat before setting off, otherwise finding food would have been a big problem.
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Late at night, it rains.
On the streets, the Qing army has begun killing people.
The three green soldiers stood in the front, middle and back positions respectively, escorting hundreds of people to an open area. If they disobeyed, they would be beaten with the back of their swords or killed directly. Despite the huge disparity in numbers, no one dared to escape.
These people were all wealthy families. The leading young soldier began to torture a wealthy middle-aged man. The women were tied around their necks with long ropes, piled up like beads. Because of their bound feet, they walked unsteadily. After they fell, they were dragged by the long ropes, and their clothes were covered in mud.
At this time, the streets were full of abandoned children, some trampled by horses' hooves, some stepped on by people's feet, the scene was "bloody and bloody" and the whole field was filled with cries. In the ditches and ponds, corpses were piled up, with hands and feet resting on each other. Blood flowed into the water, making it turbid. The ponds were filled with corpses and were extremely crowded.
On the eaves next to him, Jiang He covered himself with a layer of black cloth and was half asleep and half awake.
The middle-aged man's voice begging for mercy rang in my ears, and then there was a burst of sword clashes, and the sound disappeared.
After a moment, there was the woman's howl, and then there was another burst of sword and knife piercing flesh, and the noise soon subsided.
Both died.
A soldier dragged the young woman to a big tree nearby. She refused to put down the baby in her cradle, so the soldier angrily snatched the baby away and threw it hard into the mud.
Another young soldier asked all the women to take off their clothes. The women who were bound had fear and sorrow in their eyes, but they did not resist.
While the three soldiers were having fun, an arrow flew out of the sky. It was not accurate enough to hit the vital part, but hit the back of the soldier under the tree on the white armor. However, the power of Ming Jin was released suddenly, and the arrow penetrated the armor, smashing the back waist and side abdomen, and then cracked together. The other two soldiers tried to escape, but because they were close to each other, they were hit by arrows one after another. One of them died immediately, and the other had his right leg shot off.
Jiang He climbed down from the eaves, took out a butcher knife to kill the prey, and then cut the thick long rope.
"You can run now."
Nearly a hundred people answered.
Amid the shouting and screaming of the young soldiers, wives called out to their husbands, parents called out to their children. The streets seemed unusually noisy, but this place was exceptionally quiet.
A young woman sat on the ground with a deathly expression on her face, and kept muttering things like "I'm going to die" and "I'm going to be killed".
A half-grown boy looked at someone with hatred and shouted, "You beast, you must have been right next to them, why didn't you save my parents? Why!"
The half-naked woman under the tree ran over and madly beat someone on the back, "You killed the Qing soldiers to kill us! They are everywhere, where can they hide!"
After hearing the word "kill", more than a dozen people ran away with pale faces, thinking that it would be good to live a little longer.
Jiang He looked calm. He turned around and kicked the relentless guy away. Then he stroked his chin thoughtfully. He walked to the alley next to him and planned to go back to sleep. After three more Ming Jin strikes, his shoulders were already numb and sore.
"The young boy was out of guilt, the woman under the tree was probably out of fear and shame, and the fool was out of something else."
A wealthy businessman stepped out and followed his wife and children into the alley.
Jiang He raised his eyebrows and looked back.
"My benefactor, I will never forget your kindness in saving my life. I beg you to protect my family. I am willing to give you a huge sum of money after we leave the city!"
The rich businessman knelt down neatly with a sad look on his face.
Several family members knelt down with the rich businessman, and the woman covered her face and sobbed.
Jiang He shook his head and told the truth, "There are 50,000 soldiers outside, starving like wolves. I can barely protect myself, let alone your family. Besides, you can't afford a fortune."
The rich businessman was extremely anxious. He saw out of the corner of his eye that a young man was rushing towards the other party with broken tiles in his hand, but his head was ruthlessly kicked off. He was immediately shocked and realized that this man was definitely not a good person.
Jiang He retracted his legs, a little surprised at how this boy suddenly became so brave.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard on the streets, and those who were unwilling to leave were hacked to death on the spot.
The sobbing woman was so frightened that her face turned pale. She said tremblingly: "It's all your fault. You killed him. You didn't interfere..."
The rich businessman quickly slapped his wife in the face, then grabbed his family and ran away.
"Chaos and fear rob people of their sanity."
Jiang He quietly climbed onto the roof, ready to go look for the second son of the He family - He Xiuchu in the dark. Considering his original identity, that guy was obviously an important person.
(End of this chapter)