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Jiang Ning then gently pushed the man, who had become a corpse, to the side, his throat soaking the sword with blood, but the next second the heavy rain washed it away.
thump.
The ground was already covered with mud, and the body fell into the mud with a thud.
The heavy rain continued to fall, soaking Jiang Ning's clothes. Jiang Ning stood in the rain, his expression unchanged.
There were eight or nine corpses lying haphazardly all around, leaving only five people standing.
The leading man looked at Jiang Ning with a solemn expression. The other man's injuries were getting worse, but he felt no joy at all.
To be honest, he was starting to have second thoughts.
But when he thought about the consequences of going back like this...
The remaining five men exchanged glances, then charged towards Jiang Ning with ferocious expressions.
As the longsword slashed down, Jiang Ning suddenly moved, flicking his longsword upwards.
The man wielding the long knife dodged to the side, but Jiang Ning swung his sword left and right, forcing the man to retreat repeatedly. Jiang Ning pressed forward, thrusting his sword straight at the man's throat, only to be smashed away by a spiked club that came crashing down from the side.
Using the momentum, Jiang Ning turned and swung his sword horizontally, sending the two men flying backward. A foot stretched out and stepped on Jiang Ning's sword, and the next second a curved blade came slashing down from behind the neck.
Jiang Ningsongjian fell to the ground, simultaneously raising his leg to kick upwards. The man wielding the curved knife was struck in the cheek and forced to stagger backwards.
Jiang Ning braced himself with one palm, twisted his body with the power of his waist, stood up, and leaped into the air. He kicked the man's wrist again, causing the curved knife to fly out of his hand. Jiang Ning reached out, grabbed the hilt, turned around, and thrust. His movements were incredibly swift. The tip of the knife pierced the man's thigh, but due to the structure of the curved knife, it could not penetrate. The next second, Jiang Ning withdrew the knife and pulled it back, leaving a trail of blood.
The scimitar's tip was curved, and when Jiang Ning sheathed the blade, the tip left a very deep wound on the attacker's inner thigh, which had a surprising effect.
Jiang Ning prepared to expand his gains, but the next second a long sword came from the side, and Jiang Ning immediately retreated.
The leader of the group took Jiang Ning's sword and started fighting with him.
This person's swordsmanship is swift and his moves are tricky; he is clearly a master swordsman.
Jiang Ning frowned, then unleashed a powerful downward slash that overwhelmed the leader's attack. He followed up with three more slashes, each delivered with force despite being a curved blade.
The leader was forced to retreat repeatedly after being slashed, almost dropping his sword.
Jiang Ning lunged forward and slashed down with his sword, his inner strength surging.
Seeing how swift this move was, the leader of the men didn't have time to think and raised his sword to block in front of him.
when!
A loud slashing sound rang out, and the leader felt a sharp pain in his arm, as if he could already hear the veins in his arm bursting.
Jiang Ning's expression turned fierce. He slashed hard, knocking the opponent back. The next second, Jiang Ning rolled forward and unleashed a Lion Slash.
puff!
The leader felt a chill in his abdomen, followed by a sharp pain.
Jiang Ning continued his actions without stopping, unleashing several more slashes before kicking the leader's body, sending him flying like a rag doll, his longsword flying from his hand.
"Big brother!"
"Big brother!"
The remaining men screamed in terror upon seeing the leader's corpse, but the leader only twitched a few times on the ground before falling silent.
Jiang Ning reached out and grabbed the longsword, switching between sword and blade in both hands, and charged towards the group.
After a while.
Tick, tick.
Blood dripped from Jiang Ning's body, seeping into the ground with the rain. Jiang Ning leaned on his sword, his chest heaving violently, his face pale, as if he would collapse at any moment.
Jiang Ning reached out and pulled off the strip of cloth covering his face. His arm hung down naturally, and the cloth slipped through his fingers.
Boom!
Dark clouds covered the sky, and torrential rain poured down. A bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating the earth for a moment. Apart from Jiang Ning, corpses lay scattered all around him on the ground.
Chapter 139: The Beggar
The rain gradually stopped.
Jiang Ning stood in the open space, looking at the corpses all around him.
After a long time.
Jiang Ning raised his sword and was about to take a step when his knees buckled and he fell to the ground.
He felt completely drained, his internal energy almost completely depleted.
Jiang Ning lay on the ground, staring silently at the sky, his chest heaving violently.
He had been attacked by so many experts, all of whom were quite powerful. He didn't know how he managed to hold on.
When people are driven to the brink of despair, they unleash unimaginable power and potential, either surviving the ordeal or meeting their demise.
"Ren Yingying..."
Jiang Ning gazed at the night sky, and the image of this woman came to mind.
He was so grateful for the generous gift he received; he would definitely thank the person in person if he had the chance later.
Da da da~
Maodou came over from not far away.
Seeing the corpses all around, Maodou wasn't particularly afraid. After all, it had traveled with Jiang Ning for a year and had seen far too many corpses.
Maodou came to Jiang Ning's side, looked at Jiang Ning lying on the ground, and his donkey eyes actually showed a human-like look of concern. He lowered his head and rubbed against Jiang Ning's chest.
Seeing its appearance, Jiang Ning laughed.
"Oh, you're worried about me after all. It's not like I raised you for nothing."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Jiang Ning gasped in shock.
"You idiot, you've touched my wound."
Maodou buried his head in Jiang Ning's chest and rolled around, where there was a knife wound.
After being scolded by Jiang Ning, Maodou took two steps back, looking aggrieved.
After resting for a while, Jiang Ning finally regained some strength and got up from the ground. He then searched the corpses and found nothing on them except some loose silver coins.
"Let's go."
Jiang Ning climbed onto the donkey's back and let Maodou leave, as he wanted to rest somewhere else.
Fifteen days later.
Inside a cave.
Jiang Ning was shirtless, with strips of cloth wrapped around his body.
At this moment, Jiang Ning was sitting on the ground, feeling his physical condition.
After a while.
"Okay, that's almost it."
Jiang Ning opened his eyes and muttered to himself.
The Zixia Divine Skill has a strong effect on healing injuries, let alone the Innate Skill. These days, thanks to the treatment and recovery from the Innate Skill, his body is basically fine, his wounds have scabbed over, and he will be almost fully recovered soon.
Jiang Ning stood up and stretched his body. Although the injured area still ached slightly, it was completely tolerable.
As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone. Now his injury has improved, but he still needs to be careful for a while. Ordinary fighting is fine, but he should try to avoid high-intensity battles and fights with experts, otherwise it may aggravate his injury.
"You can go."
Jiang Ning put his clothes back on and then told Mao Dou that he was going to Dujiangyan.
He had been resting in this cave for the past few days. The place was not far from Dujiangyan, and it would normally take him one or two days to get there by car.
Maodou was lying on the ground fast asleep, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, kicking his hooves wildly, seemingly having some kind of nightmare. He didn't even respond when Jiang Ning called out to him.
Jiang Ning went up and slapped him hard across the face.
Maodou woke up instantly, her limbs stiffening.
The physical awakening method used in Jiangning is very effective.
"Still sleeping, I'm leaving."
Upon hearing Jiang Ning's voice, Maodou stood up and yawned.
As Jiang Ning stepped out of the cave, the calls of birds could be heard clearly in the distance, a sound he was already accustomed to.
Since the battle fifteen days ago, Jiang Ning has noticed that his hearing has improved, and he can hear further.
Moreover, Jiang Ning now finds that his innate skill circulation is smoother than before, and the direct result of this change is that his practice efficiency has increased.
Jiang Ning guessed that it might be due to the battle the night before.
During the battle after being blindfolded, Jiang Ning fully activated his innate internal energy, focusing all his attention on sensing his surroundings and his own body, which led to the changes he has experienced now.
Perhaps this is a case of surviving a great calamity and being blessed with good fortune.
That night was too dangerous to be repeated, but the rewards were also very generous.
According to Yue Buqun's previous calculations, Jiang Ning would have needed another year to reach the threshold of the fourth stage of the Innate Skill, but now it may be shorter, perhaps less than a year.
All of this is thanks to Ren Yingying; Jiang Ning will certainly repay her great kindness.
Just as Jiang Ning had calculated, it took more than a day to reach Dujiangyan.
Jiang Ning walked down the street, and it hadn't changed much since his last visit.
"Uncle, please be kind."
Just then, a childish voice rang out beside him. Jiang Ning looked down and saw a little beggar asking him for money.
Just looking at it made Jiang Ning frown.
The beggar was so small that his gender was indistinguishable; his face was covered in mud, his hair was messy, and he was filthy.
If that were all, Jiang Ning wouldn't have frowned.
The beggar was missing one of his hands, and the wrist of his other hand was broken. He was holding his begging bowl between his elbows, and one of his feet was turned outward at an odd angle. He looked very pitiful.
"Uncle, please be kind."
When he saw Jiang Ning looking at him, the beggar shrank back and his voice became weaker.
Jiang Ning looked at him without saying a word.
When the little beggar realized he had gained nothing again, he looked dejected and prepared to leave.
Although he gained nothing, at least the man didn't scold him or look at him with disdain, so the little beggar wasn't too upset.
Ding dong!
Several copper coins made a crisp sound in the bowl.
The little beggar looked up in astonishment.
"You look quite young, why are you begging on the street? Were you abandoned by your parents? Or did something happen?"
Jiang Ning frowned and looked him up and down.
The little beggar stared blankly at Jiang Ning, speechless for a long time.
Although the person in front of him looked indifferent, for some reason, he wasn't afraid.
"I……"
The little beggar paused for a moment before preparing to speak.
"Benefactor!"
A woman's voice rang out from not far away, interrupting the little beggar's words.
Jiang Ning turned his head and saw the girl from the inn speaking to him.
The girl was overjoyed to see Jiang Ning, but when she saw him talking to the little beggar, she seemed to be frightened and ran towards Jiang Ning. Disregarding the difference between men and women, she grabbed Jiang Ning's clothes and tried to take him away.
"My benefactor, let's go quickly."