OBS Chapter 12 Entering the Microscopic
Chapter 12 Entering the Microscopic
Otherwise, the meaning of what follows is self-evident.
Protector Liu looked at Mo Zheng as if he were looking at a plump lamb.
He likes young people who are ignorant and arrogant the most.
As a person, one must be aware of one's own status and position; without this sense of proportion, one will not live long.
Last night, they thoroughly investigated the background of this junior constable.
A young man from a family that had married into another family, who had managed to get a position as a constable by sheer luck, dared to meddle in the affairs of the Black Sand Gang; he was truly courting death.
That's Chief Han's brother-in-law.
Chief Han can be taught a lesson, and Constable He can be taught a lesson, but the squad leader is not so formidable, let alone a lowly constable who rose to his position through the squad leader's connections.
If it weren't for his status as a constable, given the Black Sand Gang's usual practices, they would have simply found a pretext to kill his entire family, and the restaurant would have been theirs for the taking.
"You want my family's restaurant?"
Mo Zheng raised an eyebrow, almost laughing in exasperation.
These gangs are truly used to being arrogant and domineering; this is blatant extortion of official staff of the Great Yan Dynasty.
"Good, I know you can't make the decision yourself, but I'll give you three days."
Protector Liu laughed and said, "Three days. Go back and discuss it with your family. If they don't agree, I'm afraid you'll encounter danger when you walk at night."
This is a blatant threat.
During the day, they wouldn't dare attack a constable in the street, but at night it was a different story.
In the dead of night, they killed someone and threw them into a ditch. The next day, when it was discovered, who knew it was the Black Sand Gang who did it?
Is there any evidence? Who will stand up for this lowly constable?
"No need to discuss it anymore, just bring it on," Mo Zheng refused without hesitation.
He is highly skilled and daring. With his current martial arts prowess, the Black Sand Gang, a bunch of petty thugs, poses no threat to anyone except for Gang Leader Han.
If things really get out of hand, his sword might not be so ineffective.
"Young people only learn how difficult life is after experiencing some hardships."
Protector Liu said meaningfully, "You will change your mind in three days."
Having said that, he didn't say anything more, threw a few copper coins on the table, got up and left.
Three days, are they planning to take action against me?
Mo Zheng watched the Black Sand Gang members walk away indifferently, then got up and headed towards the martial arts school.
Sword practice, stance training.
Night fell quickly.
During the patrol, Ren Ding did not appear in the teahouse, clearly intending to distance himself from the situation.
Mo Zheng didn't pay attention, but he secretly became more vigilant.
However, the Black Sand Gang did not come knocking on the door even when the designated time had passed.
Are they targeting family members or restaurants directly?
On his way home, Mo Zheng pondered the matter. If things really went too far, he shouldn't blame Mo Zheng for being ruthless and committing murder under the cover of night.
I've done this kind of thing before in my past life.
Telekinesis is even more effective in the darkness. Aside from the ringleader, it's unlikely anyone will stand up for that Master Zhao anymore.
Ok?
As he walked down an alleyway he usually took home, Mo Zheng's expression shifted slightly, a sense of danger creeping into his heart.
Because of his telekinetic abilities, he is far more perceptive of his surroundings than ordinary people.
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He walked on without making a sound, one hand already ready to draw his sword at any moment.
The journey was peaceful.
However, just as he was about to step out of the alley, a flash of cold light suddenly appeared, piercing the darkness and silently attacking Mo Zheng.
Clang!
Without hesitation, Mo Zheng drew his longsword and unleashed a swift and decisive strike.
This is the fastest move in the Thunderclap Sword Technique; in an instant, it was as if a silver lightning bolt flashed through the alley.
"hiss!"
The attack came from behind, a long sword with a fierce and ruthless style, clearly not from an ordinary person. However, as the attacker, he never expected Mo Zheng to draw his sword so fiercely and decisively, nor did he expect Mo Zheng's swordsmanship to be so superb.
In a brief exchange, the longsword dodged the blade and aimed straight for his vitals. Even though the attacker was highly skilled in martial arts and tried his best to dodge, he was still struck in the shoulder by the sword.
Mo Zheng finally saw the other party clearly. He was a thin man with a black mask covering his face, so his face was not visible. He was full of murderous aura.
"Excellent swordsmanship." The masked man's voice was hoarse, and he said with some surprise, "You haven't even entered the realm yet, and you've already mastered this swordsmanship to a high level."
Internal skills are easy to cultivate, but external skills are difficult to master.
Many martial artists who enter the country may not be able to master external skills. After all, internal skills can be aided by pills and supplements, while external skills can only be practiced diligently. Without comprehension, progress is extremely slow.
How old is this kid, yet his comprehension of swordsmanship is so high?
Mo Zheng didn't answer, but instead looked at the bloodstain on his longsword and asked suspiciously, "Are you from the Black Sand Gang?"
The newcomer was a martial artist who had entered the country.
After the Qi and Blood Realm comes the Skin and Flesh Realm. In this realm, the strength of the skin and flesh will increase rapidly. It is said that when cultivated to perfection, the skin and flesh will be as hard as copper, and ordinary swords and knives will be difficult to cut.
When he struck with his sword, he felt an extremely strong resilience and resistance, as if he had struck cowhide. Clearly, his opponent had entered a state of deep understanding.
That Han Tiannan gang leader actually took personal action over such a trivial matter?
"What Black Sand Gang?"
The masked man was completely confused. He said, "Boy, do you remember Zhang Li?"
Zhang Li!
The name struck Mo Zheng like a bolt of lightning, instantly stirring up his memories.
When he killed Zhang Li that day, the other party seemed to have mentioned that his uncle was an entry-level martial artist. Was this a common occurrence?
"It seems so."
Seeing Mo Zheng's expression, the man chuckled softly and said, "Boy, I'll let you die knowing why. I'm here today to avenge Zhang Li."
hum!
As soon as he finished speaking, his longsword moved. Amidst the surging cold air, the longsword transformed into a crescent moon, carrying a surging killing intent as it aimed straight for Mo Zheng's chest.
He hadn't expected Mo Zheng to have discovered him so early, which is why Mo Zheng was able to launch a sneak attack. In a direct confrontation, with his strength, why would he be afraid of a mere child who hadn't even entered the country yet?
Before the long sword even arrived, a strong wind already swept over him, making his cheeks sting.
Mo Zheng immediately realized that his opponent's strength far surpassed his own. Without hesitation, he focused his mental energy on his longsword and unleashed the Thunderclap Sword Technique.
The sound of swords clashing and thundering boomed out!
However, it had no effect on the masked man; the long sword still came down with great force.
Ding ding ding!!
In the blink of an eye, the two swords clashed in the air more than a dozen times, sparks flying everywhere.
The masked man was quite shocked. Could this kid have already entered the realm of enlightenment? How could his strength be so terrifying? Every time the weapons clashed, it made his tiger's mouth hurt.
You should know that he is an advanced martial artist with strong skin and superhuman strength!
No, according to the elder brother's family, this boy is just a martial arts school disciple, nothing special, and there is absolutely no way he could be an in-depth martial artist.
It seems he has an extraordinary talent.
With such talent, what would happen if he entered the Martial Arts Hall in the future?
With this thought in mind, the masked man's killing intent intensified. He channeled his energy throughout his body, wielding his long sword with wide, sweeping movements, and charged at Mo Zheng with all his might.
After several rounds of fighting, Mo Zheng felt the pressure increasing.
Bitter!
He was secretly anxious. With the support of his mental power, the strength of his longsword was slightly greater than that of the masked man. However, the other party was skilled in swordsmanship and experienced. The longsword in his hand was just a common one worth two taels of silver. If they clashed a few more times, it would probably break immediately!
We can't fight head-on! We can't fight head-on!
Mo Zheng noticed this and deeply regretted not having crafted a few hidden weapons. If he had hidden weapons, he could have manipulated them with his mind power to launch attacks and unpredictable offensives, which would have resolved the crisis immediately.
However, he usually devotes most of his energy to martial arts and has no spare money. In addition, he has not encountered any danger in his daily life, so he has not taken any action for a long time.
If the longsword were to break, given the toughness of a martial artist's skin, he would have no chance of injuring his opponent, and he would undoubtedly die in this battle.
call out!
As Mo Zheng wielded his sword, his fierce swordplay shifted, becoming agile and unpredictable. The sword light sought out openings and no longer clashed head-on with the opponent's weapon, lest the longsword break.
Seeing this, the masked man was overjoyed; this kid's weapon was no good!
His longsword strikes were even more fierce and powerful. He no longer sought out Mo Zheng's weaknesses, but instead relentlessly chased after the longsword and slashed wildly.
This completely reversed the situation.
The masked man's blade flashed, relentless and ruthless. Mo Zheng, who tried to dodge left and right, was outmatched and could hardly hold his own.
The Thunderclap Sword Technique is known for its powerful force and swift attacks. Without its momentum, he was in constant danger. Despite his best efforts to dodge, he was still slashed several times.
"Let's see how long you can keep hiding!"
The masked man was extremely pleased with himself. Looking at the long sword covered in cracks, he deliberately created an opening. When Mo Zheng's sword light came in, he used all his strength to slash upwards with his long sword!
"not good!"
Seeing that the swords were about to clash, Mo Zheng was immediately alarmed. He feared that his weapon would not be able to withstand this blow!
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way quickly!"
He first dispersed the mental energy attached to it, then gathered his strength, hoping to avoid the opponent's knife, but it was too late!
Without weapons, today is a dead end!
In the face of life-or-death crisis, all distracting thoughts vanished from Mo Zheng's mind. Only the two swords and blades remained before him. His mind was taut, incapable of thinking of anything else. In this critical moment, he stared intently at the flashing blades, his heart filled with only one belief, one single thought—
Dodge! Dodge that long sword!
call out!
Just as the swords were about to clash, the sword light paused, and the masked man's seemingly certain strike missed its mark!
"Um?"
The masked man was greatly puzzled when his attack missed.
Mo Zheng, however, was immersed in a strange feeling.
The body, the blood and qi, the sword—everything about the body is under control.
Absolute control!
"Is it 'meticulous'?"
Mo Zheng was overjoyed. He had been stuck at this bottleneck for three whole months, unable to find this feeling. Unexpectedly, under the pressure of life and death, he actually broke through in the face of battle.
boom!
The masked man, having failed in his first attack, launched another assault, his long sword lashing out.
Good timing!
Mo Zheng had just broken through and was looking for an opponent, so he moved and immediately went to meet him.
Just as the long sword was about to strike, it missed by a hair's breadth, narrowly missing its mark.
After several such exchanges, the masked man finally realized what was happening, abruptly stopped, and asked with surprise and uncertainty, "Mastery of the Subtle?!"
Mo Zheng laughed heartily but did not answer. He lunged forward and attacked with his long sword.
After several more exchanges, the masked man grew increasingly terrified, unable to touch anything, completely unable to reach it.
Not only could he not touch the person, but he couldn't even touch the sword. Every time, he missed by the slightest margin, allowing the opponent to dodge it with great difficulty.
Meticulous, truly meticulous!
This kid actually broke through his swordsmanship in the middle of battle!
The masked man was shocked. How old was he? He looked no more than fourteen or fifteen. Not only had he mastered the Thunderclap Sword Technique, but he had also broken through to the next level of mastery in battle and comprehended the profound mysteries of the Subtle Realm...
What incredible talent!
What kind of monster did my brother's family attract?!
It should be understood that even among martial artists who have entered the realm of subtle external martial arts, only a very small number of people with potential can master it. Each of them takes more than ten years to achieve this level.
The difference between mastering swordsmanship and reaching the level of subtlety is like the difference between two completely different realms. Just like a martial artist who has reached the entry level has an overwhelming advantage when dealing with a disciple who has reached the Qi and Blood Realm.
He himself had been stuck at the basic level for thirteen years, unable to find that glimmer of inspiration and struggling to break through.
run!
Knowing that he could no longer fight back, the masked man immediately decided that the best of the thirty-six stratagems was to flee.
As for retaliation, the world is vast, and he has not shown his face, so where can we catch him?
Brother Zhang, it's not that I don't want to fulfill your request and avenge your nephew, it's just that I'm powerless to help this enemy...
The masked man left without warning, feinting once before sheathing his long sword and attempting to flee in the swift wind.
"Trying to run away?"
Seeing this, Mo Zheng smiled coldly, brandished his longsword, and the world was illuminated.
A streak of silver lightning ripped through the darkness, majestic and unpredictable, yet utterly silent, arriving before the masked man in an instant.
Just as the masked man was about to dodge, a startling thunderous sound suddenly erupted from the sword!
Boom!
The terrifying thunderous sound made the masked man's blood boil, and his body froze uncontrollably in place. In that instant, the long sword pierced through his back and chest.
He unleashed his full power, yet the thunderous sound remained unbroken—the Thunderclap Sword Technique had reached its pinnacle!
"Uh...uh..."
The masked man opened his mouth wide, as if to say something, but nothing came out of his throat. Instead, his body involuntarily collapsed.
He fell heavily to the ground, struggled a few times in the pool of blood, and gradually lost his breath.
Snapped!
A crisp snapping sound came from the sword, and a seven-inch-long piece of the blade fell to the ground with a clattering sound.
"call……"
Mo Zheng took a few deep breaths, his chest heaving violently, clearly indicating that he had expended a great deal of energy.
This was a close call; this encounter was extremely risky.
He had truly experienced the ferocity of the martial artists who had entered the realm today. Their skin and flesh were tough, their strength was immense, their swordsmanship was ruthless, and they even wielded a treasured sword. No wonder they could fight against demonic beasts and serve as officials in the imperial court.
If he hadn't broken through to the microscopic realm at the most critical moment, he would probably be the one lying on the ground right now.
Is he Zhang Li's uncle?
I wonder if there are any other martial artists who have entered the country from his family.
Mo Zheng had already decided to eliminate the threat completely. The threat posed by Zhang Li's family was even greater than that of the Black Sand Gang. At least the Black Sand Gang was just talking, while Zhang Li's family had already put him in life-or-death situations twice.
Just as he was pondering how to dispose of the body, a voice of praise suddenly rang out.
"Young fellow, at such a young age, your swordsmanship is remarkably skillful. Shangyin County truly is a place where hidden talents abound!"
At the corner of the alley, a man in a blue robe smiled at Mo Zheng under the dim moonlight.
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