The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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These people were all seasoned veterans, and even those with only second-rate strength were quite troublesome. Except for the one who didn't react in time and was killed by Jiang Ning, the rest looked after each other and didn't give him another chance.

At this moment, the rest of the men also rode up and surrounded Jiang Ning.

"Don't think you can get away."

One of them said to Jiang Ning with a cold smile.

Jiang Ning sneered and remained silent. He had never intended to run away; he had only planned to defeat them one by one.

Even though only one was killed, it was enough.

The group surrounded Jiang Ning, remaining silent, some sneering, others looking at him with a sinister gaze.

The rain poured down, the dense raindrops hitting the ground, creating a constant splashing sound all around.

Suddenly.

One of them moved, charging towards Jiang Ning, thrusting his sword through the rain and aiming for his chest.

Jiang Ning swung his sword horizontally, and with a clang, the two clashed.

Chapter 136: Good and Evil Cannot Coexist

Clang, clang, clang! Weapons slashed repeatedly. In just a few seconds, Jiang Ning exchanged dozens of blows with this man. Jiang Ning's sword was faster and faster, and this man gradually found it difficult to defend himself. In the next instant, four or five more people rushed forward.

One man, wielding a short sword, thrust it towards Jiang Ning's lower abdomen, while the other three attacked from three different directions.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning leaped into the air, but the next second several whooshing sounds came rushing in.

Someone outside the arena had already prepared a backup plan; as soon as he jumped up, several hidden weapons flew towards him.

Jiang Ning's figure spun in mid-air, his longsword dancing out sword shadows. With a few clanging sounds, all the hidden weapons were knocked down.

"Ok?"

Someone narrowed their eyes and then shouted, "This kid has excellent night vision! Shine the lantern on him!"

Jiang Ning's body fell from mid-air, his longsword piercing through the air with a clanging sound.

The men who had surrounded them raised their heads and simultaneously thrust their weapons upwards.

Ding!

As the weapons clashed, the tip of Jiang Ning's longsword made a sharp, piercing sound as it struck the weapons of the others.

Jiang Ning circulated his internal energy and suddenly exerted force in his hands, unleashing a tremendous force that forced the knees of the people below to bend.

The group was startled and quickly used their internal energy to resist.

Bang!

The longsword pressed down, forcing the weapons of the men into the ground. The men's expressions were ferocious as they circulated their inner energy, trying to pull their weapons back, but they couldn't budge them.

Jiang Ning was hanging upside down. The next second, he spread his legs and twisted his body violently. His legs spun, creating a strong wind. Several people were hit hard in the face at the same time and flew backward, splashing mud and water everywhere.

Screams erupted one after another.

Jiang Ning flipped over and landed steadily, but the next second, seven or eight lights shone into his eyes, causing him to instinctively close them.

Eight men holding lanterns stood around Jiangning, constantly circling him and blinding him with their light, while the others took the opportunity to attack him.

boom!

The sound of chains being pulled rang out, and a burly man with chains wrapped around his arm, the end of which was a round hammer covered with spikes.

The man swung his arm, the chain hammer whistling through the air, and with a loud crash, it smashed down towards Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning's ears twitched, and he immediately turned his head to look over. At the same time, he raised his sword to fight back, but the next second the lights flickered and the light flashed. Several men held up the lamps in their hands and shone them into Jiang Ning's eyes.

These lanterns are specially made with the hole at the bottom, so they are unaffected by rain.

Jiang Ning subconsciously closed his eyes, and his hand movements slowed down slightly. The sword and hammer collided, causing Jiang Ning's arm to go numb.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Upon seeing this, the men burst into laughter. The next second, another man stepped forward and swung his steel whip fiercely.

when!when!when!

The sounds of swords clashing filled the heavy rain, interspersed with occasional screams.

After a while.

Jiang Ning stood in the center, holding a long sword, with five or six corpses lying on the ground.

A dozen or so men surrounded him tightly, their expressions showing fear, and they did not continue their attack.

"Good, good, good."

The man who had been leading the group suddenly spoke up.

"To have such strength at such a young age, and to be able to kill several of us even when surrounded by us, no wonder that person personally named you to join the cult."

“Your martial arts are superb, and we admire that. However, you are at your limit, while we still have more than a dozen of you. I advise you not to struggle any longer. Our promise still stands. As long as you are willing to join our cult, today’s matter will end here.”

At this moment, the rain was pouring down, but the man's voice remained clear even in the downpour, indicating that he was a skilled fighter among top-tier experts.

Jiang Ning stood in the center with a cold expression, his breathing slightly rapid, his chest heaving. Perhaps due to being soaked in the rain, his face looked somewhat pale, his long hair at his temples stuck to his cheeks, and raindrops dripped down his chin.

At this moment, Jiang Ning had more than ten wounds on his body, including on his arms and thighs, and he had also been stabbed in the back, with blood soaking through his clothes.

These people were all highly skilled, working together seamlessly. Even the weakest among them were second-rate fighters. They moved with precision, supporting each other and using lights to distract him. By now, Jiang Ning had only killed five or six people and could not expand his gains.

Jiang Ning sneered after hearing what the man said.

"Good and evil are opposed, and they fight each other for life."

"Brother, this kid won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin."

A man spoke up: "Boy, what's so great about the Huashan Sect that you'd rather die than join my Divine Cult?"

"Do you see us? To the Divine Cult, we are nothing but ants. However, as you can see, we alone are already comparable to your Huashan Sect. We can destroy the Huashan Sect with ease."

"A wise man submits to circumstances. We don't necessarily want to kill you, so why throw your life away in vain?"

Jiang Ning merely sneered twice upon hearing this, without replying.

Seeing his reaction, the leader's expression turned cold, and he said loudly, "Do you really intend to resist to the death? Do you think we really dare not kill you? That person personally instructed that if you do not join the cult, your only fate will be death."

"Why insist on this? The Huashan Sect is just a small sect, which my Divine Cult could wipe out with a flick of its finger. What's so great about it? Is it worth your insistence?"

Jiang Ning sneered: "It's better than a bunch of demons and monsters."

"Have some backbone."

Another man spoke up, a cruel smile on his face: "Although that person allowed you to join the Divine Cult, he also said that if you were stubborn, he would just kill you. I see that you have fair skin and tender flesh, and you are a martial artist, so you must have a good amount of flesh on your body."

"I've often heard people in the sect talk about what human flesh tastes like, but I've never tasted it. After I kill this kid, I'll chop off one of his legs and roast it to see what it tastes like."

After saying this, the man burst into laughter, and the others echoed his sentiments.

"Then I want his heart."

"I want one of his arms."

These people laughed wildly, their shadows, cast by the dim light, twisting and dancing on the ground, indistinct and grotesque, like demons.

Jiang Ning sneered, showing no fear whatsoever because of their words.

Jiang Ning turned to look at those who said they wanted to eat him, his voice low and cold.

"Devil."

Then he looked at the remaining people.

"Outsider."

The next second he raised his sword, but before he could make a move, the people surrounding him instinctively took two steps back, watching him with great vigilance.

After fighting for so long, they had witnessed Jiang Ning's prowess. Jiang Ning was highly skilled in martial arts, ruthless, and had an exceptional ability to seize opportunities. Even though they used lights to obscure their vision, Jiang Ning still managed to kill five or six of their best fighters.

Seeing Jiang Ning make a move, everyone became very vigilant and prepared to attack, but Jiang Ning's next action surprised them.

Jiang Ning planted his longsword in the ground and tore a strip of cloth from his robe with a ripping sound.

The group looked somewhat surprised and uncertain upon seeing this, wondering what Jiang Ning was planning to do.

Jiang Ning blindfolded himself with a strip of cloth, tied it in a knot at the back of his head, then gripped the hilt of his sword again, and the longsword was drawn with a clang.

Seeing Jiang Ning's actions, the group looked puzzled.

Even though their vision was already being obstructed, Jiang Ning still covered his eyes, which aroused their suspicion.

Jiang Ning raised his longsword and pointed it at these people, his expression cold and stern.

The meaning is self-evident.

The group of people looked at each other in bewilderment.

next second.

Another great war has broken out!

Chapter 137: The Massacre on a Rainy Night

call out!call out!

Two whooshing sounds came from behind.

Jiang Ning tilted his head slightly, his ears twitched, and the next second he raised his sword and slashed repeatedly. With two clangs, the two hidden weapons were knocked down.

In the rain, two men approached rapidly from the left and right.

Jiang Ning stood still, focused and calm.

One man wielding a single-edged sword slashed fiercely, while the other, the man who had previously been wielding a large knife, charged at the same time, attacking from both sides.

Jiang Ning remained motionless until the two approached, at which point he suddenly drew his sword and slashed horizontally to the left and right, the speed of which was so fast that it left only afterimages in the air.

Two piercing screams rang out as Jiang Ning cleaved through the attacks of the two men. He bent his arm down, his longsword spinning in mid-air, changing from a regular grip to a reverse grip. He then forcefully chopped down, knocking one of the men back. Jiang Ning's hand gestures continued, his wrist pulling upwards and slicing across the other man's abdomen.

The two retreated abruptly.

The person whose stomach had been slashed clutched their abdomen, blood seeping from between their fingers.

The others stopped what they were doing and looked at Jiang Ning with surprise and uncertainty.

After defeating the two men, Jiang Ning twirled his sword, propped it up on the ground, and stood quietly in place.

Jiang Ning's breathing gradually calmed down, his head lowered slightly, and the sound of the torrential rain around him was clearly audible, while the faint breathing of those people was drowned out by the sound of the heavy rain.

Since practicing the Innate Skill, Jiang Ning's eyesight and hearing have been excellent, allowing him to see clearly even in the dark, which is why he was able to accurately knock down those hidden weapons.

But these people were experienced and immediately used lanterns to dazzle his eyes, disrupting his vision and keeping Jiang Ning on the defensive.

Jiang Ning knew that if things continued like this, defeat was inevitable. Since the battle was being severely hampered by his vision, he decided to abandon his eyes and rely on his ears instead.

Hearing perception is only clearer when the eyes cannot see.

Jiang Ning's breathing was steady, his mind was fully focused, and his mind became increasingly clear. He listened attentively to the sounds around him, to the breathing of those people.

call!

One person moved, and moved extremely fast.

Jiang Ning listened intently.

right.

Jiang Ning suddenly raised his sword and thrust it to the right. The attacker was startled and quickly blocked the attack.

when!

As swords clashed, Jiang Ning stepped forward, bent his knee, twisted his wrist, and lunged forward, thrusting his sword straight at his opponent's lower body.

The man quickly took a step back, but Jiang Ning pressed forward, slashing upwards with his wrist. The man raised his knife to block, but Jiang Ning spun his longsword and thrust straight at him. Before the man could react, Jiang Ning immediately changed his attack, striking with his right sword.

"what!"

The man screamed and staggered backward.