Chapter 21: Seriously Injured and Fighting Again

  His strength reached the second rank, his hands grasped with a force of two thousand catties, and he was full of confidence in this sword.

  Facing Su Ming's attack, all the warriors of the Fang family retreated one step after driving away the demonic beasts under their command, and urged their spiritual power to lift up the wolf-toothed club in their hands and clashed with Su Ming.

  Bang

  The sharp sword and wolf-tooth club collided, the martial artist retreated three steps in a row, barely stabilizing his body shape, while fresh blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his injuries worsened.

  Su Ming was knocked flying the moment they clashed, his sword nearly slipping from his grasp. As he fell to the ground, Su Ming spat out a mouthful of blood. This was his first encounter with a warrior, and it was clear he was no match for him. He realized that he had underestimated the abilities of a late-stage Wudang cultivator. The warrior's previous attack had contained at least 3,000 kilograms of force. It seemed that infusing spiritual energy into an attack could increase one's power several times over.

  Wiping away the fresh blood from his mouth, Su Ming stood up from the ground. At this time, he had an extra dan medicine in his hand. This dan medicine was the Revival Dan given to him by the little spirit when he accepted the upgrade task. After swallowing the Revival Dan, the boiling blood inside Su Ming's body quickly calmed down, and the injury on his arm also recovered instantly.

  Huisheng Dan, also known as Therapeutic Injury Spirit Dan, is a type of dan medicine. Characteristics: Short injury recovery time; Disadvantages: General therapeutic effect for injuries.

  It can recover from minor injuries in a short period of time.

  After recovering from his injuries, Su Ming didn't wait for the other party to attack and instead charged at the two warriors once again.

  Same moves, same steps, Su Ming once again used the attack mode from earlier, with his sword raised high, a hint of cunning flashed in Su Ming's eyes. When the lightly injured warrior raised his battle knife to clash with Su Ming, Su Ming suddenly paused mid-air, and with a forceful swing of both hands, he flung his sword at the warrior while disappearing right before the lightly injured warrior's face.

  When Su Ming reappeared, he had already arrived behind the warrior who had just clashed with him. Facing the wolf-toothed club that was sweeping horizontally towards him, Su Ming dodged to one side and a cold light flashed as a dagger shot out from his sleeve, accurately stabbing into the warrior's chest.

  After a successful strike, Su Ming hadn't had time to retreat when the flower-spotted leopard under the cultivator suddenly leapt up, its sharp claws leaving a deep mark on Su Ming's chest. Fortunately, Su Ming's footsteps were precise, otherwise the leopard's claw would have scratched his skull, and the consequences would be unthinkable.

  Two brothers, Shi Da and Shi Er, were both wounded in a battle against a demonic beast a few days ago. The elder brother, Shi Da, was more seriously injured and was the deputy leader of their tribe. They were left behind to recover from their injuries and guard the captured beast by the tribal leader. Unexpectedly, they encountered Su Ming, who they thought would be easy to defeat. However, Shi Da ended up being killed by Su Ming.

  "Ahh..." A heart-wrenching roar, Shi Er rushed towards Su Ming like a madman.

  Shi Dage's death was mainly because he was injured first and underestimated next, without expecting that Su Ming would sneak up on him.

  Shi Er caught Shi Da's body in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground. After laying Shi Da's body flat on the ground, Shi Er held his battle knife and charged towards Su Ming like a mad cow, with spiritual energy overflowing from his body, completely disregarding his own injuries as he prepared to engage in a fierce battle with Su Ming.

  Two leopards with spotted fur also attacked together with Shi Er, instantly increasing Su Ming's pressure. Just now, a leopard's claw had already injured him.

  Not good, this guy has entered a frenzied state. Su Ming felt danger from Shi Er and at the moment he moved, turned around and ran towards where the Black Ghost Tribe people were gathered. At this time, it was absolutely not wise to collide head-on with Shi Er, so he could only use the Black Ghost Tribe warriors to block Shi Er's frenzied attack. In Su Ming's eyes, apart from the two demonic beasts in front of him and the crazed Shi Er, everyone else was no threat.

  Su Ming took advantage of the strange footwork, constantly shuttling back and forth among the Black Ghost Tribe warriors, dodging their attacks while also setting up a human wall between Shi Meng and himself.

  But Su Ming did not expect that Shi Er had already lost his rationality, and he was determined to cut off Su Ming's head to avenge his brother. The Black Ghost Tribe warriors were unable to stop Shi Er, because anyone who stood in front of him would be cut down without hesitation, and those who were cut down would all be split in two.

  Shi Er's ruthless slaughter caused the Black Ghost Tribe warriors to scatter in all directions. Soon, there was no one between Su Ming and Shi Er, with only a distance of ten meters separating them, a distance that could be covered by a warrior in the blink of an eye.

  "Take this!" Shi Er raised his battle knife and let out a low roar, then stomped his right foot on the ground and charged at Su Ming like a fierce tiger.

  Facing Shi Er and the two demonic beasts' attack, Su Ming knew he could no longer dodge. At this moment, the white light on his war knife made Su Ming's heart skip a beat. It seemed that he had to take a gamble; whether he lived or died would depend on fate.

  Su Ming sent out a cloud of footprints, moved several steps, changed his body shape, and cleverly dodged the attacks of two demon beasts. At this time, Shi Er's war knife reached the top of his head.

  Su Ming's body leaned to the right and fell to the ground, his war knife chopping into Su Ming's left shoulder. Instantly, the left shoulder blade broke, fresh blood flowing out of the wound, the intense pain on the nerves almost causing Su Ming to faint. He gritted his teeth, his right hand stabbing forward, the sharp sword piercing Shi Er's throat like a venomous snake.

  As Shi Er Song opened the war knife and slowly fell down, Su Ming hadn't had time to catch his breath, his body pounced forward, dodging a flower-spotted leopard's attack. At the same time, his body rolled on the ground several times, pulling away from the flower-spotted leopard. After that, Su Ming got up with both hands supporting himself on the ground.

  Huichundan reappeared in his right palm, and was swallowed by Su Ming in the next second. Soon, the wound stopped bleeding, but the fractured bone did not recover. Huichundan could only help stop the bleeding, but could not repair the fractured bone. Su Ming accepted this cruel reality with some helplessness.

  His bones were fractured, his left hand's combat strength greatly weakened, and his speed was also severely affected. Su Ming regretted not using his spiritual power to fight from the start, which led to him getting injured. Now he had no chance of winning against the two second-stage Flower Spotted Leopards.

  Su Ming killed two immortal cultivators in a row, intimidating all the Black Ghost Tribe warriors. At this moment, no one dared to approach Su Ming, and only two demon beasts confronted him. In the eyes of the two demon beasts, Su Ming was a delicious food that could be eaten to avenge their master.

  Looking at the two ferocious eyes of the monster, Su Ming smiled bitterly, and he had a feeling that his life was not long.

  "Master, if you kill one more mid-term second-tier demonic beast, you'll be able to level up. At that time, your strength will increase greatly and your injuries will recover somewhat, so you still have a chance of winning. Don't give up!"

  Just as Su Ming was about to lose heart, the voice of the little elf sounded in his mind. At this time, Su Ming's right hand grasping the sword gained a few more points of strength, and a confident smile reappeared on his face.

  "Come on, fight."

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