Human Martial Saint: Starting with Bajiquan

Chapter 68 Rescue

The bamboo tubes used by the other poison water team members were different.

Fox Fourth held a long copper pot that could be loaded and fired at a faster speed. He activated the mechanism and switched to concentrated venom.

Then he pulled the trigger, and a thick, almost black venomous liquid with a pungent, fishy smell shot straight into Liu Sheng's chest like a water arrow!

This specially made venom has a short range, but its power is far greater than that of ordinary venom.

Liu Sheng felt that there were too many wounds on his chest, and it was not safe to take them head-on, but if he dodged, Yang Hongli and Yin He behind him might be in danger.

So he turned around and caught it with his back!

"puff!"

This time, the venom is completely different in power.

"Sizzle—!"

The wet, coarse cloth stained with the ink-black venom vaporized almost instantly. The intense corrosive force slammed into the skin membrane, and both layers of the membrane disappeared almost instantly!

Liu Sheng's skin was finally burned through.

Small, dense blisters appeared under the skin, and fresh blood seeped out, mixed with venom, flowing downwards.

However, the familiar aura of the Golden Bell Shield reappeared. This venom, which was at its last gasp, was still repelled by the internal and external force when it touched the muscles!

Ultimately, the wound wasn't very big.

It's just a shallow layer!

"No! Impossible!"

Fox Fourth no longer had the courage to lift the bronze pot; he was unaware that the other party was only a ninth-rank official.

In his eyes, this was something that only a legendary sixth-rank master could possibly accomplish!

"You've lost your chance!"

Liu Sheng turned around and let out a roar.

Using the momentum of his forward charge, he moved like a bullet, with an indomitable spirit, and used the "Mountain-Pulling Lean" technique of Bajiquan to heavily strike Fox Lao Si's chest!

At this moment, Liu Sheng's upper body was burning with pain. He slammed into the ground with a force of three or four hundred pounds, causing Fox Lao Si to stagger and drop the copper pot.

Despite the force, Fox Fourth was instantly awakened.

"This strength... no, you're only a ninth-rank cultivator, how... how is this possible! How is this possible!!!"

The Muscle Training Realm is all about building muscle and strength.

Liu Shengli used the "Mountain-Leaning" move from Bajiquan, along with the momentum of his forward thrust. Although his power was considerable, it was still far from the eighth rank.

Otherwise, Fox Fourth would not have just stumbled; he would probably have broken several of his ribs.

This made Fox Fourth, who was an eighth-rank, realize instantly that the masked man in front of him, who had withstood several streams of poisonous water but was only slightly injured, was actually only a ninth-rank!

"Fourth Master!"

"Kill him!"

The Poison Water team members beside him were both shocked and furious. Like Fox Fourth, they had all thought that this masked man was a martial arts senior with unfathomable strength.

The result is only a mere ninth rank. So what if the skin is tough? If everyone rushes in, they'll still die!

"I told you, you have no chance!"

Liu Sheng turned to the side.

Make way for the warriors behind you.

Yang Hong, with her waist and stance in perfect harmony, used the explosive force to strike first, instantly piercing through Fox Lao Si's skin!

But Fox Fourth was already an eighth-rank master, with tough skin and abundant qi and blood.

As the gun plunged in, he actually managed to grip the barrel with both hands, preventing Yang Hongliu from continuing to thrust.

Unexpectedly, at the same time, Yinhe moved with lightning speed, wielding his sword with ruthless force, and slashed at Fox Lao Si's wide-open neck.

Fox Fourth, his bloodshot eyes wide open, shrank his neck and clamped down, trapping the horizontal knife.

But this loosened his grip, and Yang Hongliu let out a delicate shout and charged forward with all her might, instantly piercing through Fox Lao Si and pinning him to the wall!

Fox Brother Four died on the spot!

An eighth-rank master, how incredibly fast!

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

The poison water team members who were shouting just a moment ago are now panicking when they see that Fox Lao Si is dead.

Many people didn't even have time to draw their weapons before being killed one by one by Lai San and his group of ninth-rank martial artists who arrived at the scene.

Several of the faster runners had already retreated to the stone gate and intended to continue their escape into the cellar, but they were killed by Yang Hongliu and Yin He, who had freed themselves up.

The battle ended quickly. Inside the secret room, along the passageway, lay more than a dozen corpses of Black Fox gang members.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the sour taste of venom was nauseating.

On the Mingsha Gang's side, several martial artists were also splashed with venom when they rushed over with Liu Sheng, but fortunately, they all suffered minor injuries.

No one was killed in this round!

Liu Sheng leaned against the passageway, breathing heavily, using the cool bricks to relieve the burning pain in his back.

Cao Dahuang quickly approached, tore open Liu Sheng's blood-stained clothes, checked his injuries, and breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's just skin and flesh, no bones or tendons damaged, thank goodness! Sheng-ge, your skin is truly amazing!"

As he spoke, Cao Dahuang skillfully cleaned Liu Sheng's wounds, sprinkled on detoxifying and tissue-regenerating powder, and bandaged them with clean cloth strips.

Yang Hongliu, Yin He, and the others also gathered around, looking at Liu Sheng as if he were a monster.

Yin Ruyu followed into the passageway. Seeing that everyone was unharmed, she was filled with shock and lingering fear.

"Young Master Liu, are you alright?"

Liu Sheng shook his head, his expression unchanged, and pointed to the stone door of the cellar to the side:

"I'm alright! Quick, go down and save the children!"

Without further delay, Yin He and Yang Hongliu took the lead and rushed down the stone steps to confirm that there were no enemies below.

Liu Sheng, Cao Dahuang, Lai San, and others followed closely behind.

At the end of the stone steps was a cellar about two zhang square. Two torches were stuck in the wall, but they were clearly not enough in the large cellar, and the light was dim.

The scene inside the sealed room made everyone's hearts tighten:

More than twenty children, aged between five and ten, were bound hand and foot with rough hemp rope and crammed together in a corner like a jumble of goods.

Most of them were pale and emaciated, their faces covered with tear stains and fear, and many of the children had bruises on their bodies.

Seeing the group of people with knives and blood rushing in, the children trembled with fear. They wanted to cry, but then they remembered the beatings they had suffered, and their cries choked in their throats.

"Xiao Lan! Where are you? Xiao Lan!"

Lai San's eyes turned red as he searched frantically.

"Grandpa Lai... Waaah..."

A weak but familiar cry of a little girl came from the corner.

Xiao Lan was bound hand and foot, her little face dirty and covered in tears, but when she saw Lai San and Liu Sheng, her big eyes instantly lit up.

Lai San picked up the knife and hurriedly cut the ropes, then hugged Xiao Lan tightly in his arms, tears streaming down his face.

"My dear granddaughter, it's alright, it's alright, Grandpa's here..."

This scene moved Yin Ruyu deeply.

Perhaps, it would indeed be a better choice for Xiaolan to stay by Lai San's side.

Compared to the indifferent Yin family in Shazhou.

Xiao Lan recognized the newcomers, and the constable uniforms worn by Yin Ruyu and Yin He were quite conspicuous.

The children recovered from their initial panic, and their fear subsided somewhat.

They waited obediently as the ropes binding them were cut one by one, and with the reassurance and support of the Mingsha gang members, they began to stand up.

Yang Hongliu was prepared and directed the martial arts instructors to distribute the dry rations and water they had brought to the hungry and frightened children.

Children who are too young or too weak to walk are carefully carried or carried away by martial arts instructors.

"Quickly, take the spoils and retreat back to our own territory!"

Cao Dahuang was giving instructions.

The group protected the children and quickly and orderly exited the secret room, passed through the passageway, and left the dyehouse courtyard.