CHAPTER XVI

(I'm really sorry for the previous chapter, because it was written on a mobile phone in the classroom, it may be a bit confusing, if there is something that doesn't make sense, please be more tolerant.) ）

(It's one class all day this week...... The update of the little emperor may not be as punctual as before, and the manuscript is almost used...... So the time of the update is uncertain, but two a day is more definitely guaranteed, and as for the manuscript or something, it can only start next week. ）

Wang Ming's current physical fitness is relatively weak even for this ordinary person in Shijie, even if he has a strong martial arts inheritance, he is facing more than thirty ...... When it is 37 elite soldiers to be exact, it can be said that there is basically no chance of victory.

If it weren't for the surreal martial arts that he had inherited that only existed in fantasy - people who thought like this would only be weak.

A truly strong person, even in the face of a desperate situation, will calmly ......

"One cut in two!" Saying the words hidden in his heart, Wang Ming, who lowered his head, seemed to have the ability of an unpredictable prophet, and dodged the two long swords that came from him in less than a tenth of a second.

Although the soul attribute has no active effect, it does not have any other attribute in terms of 'passive' support ability, especially in this kind of melee combat.

Wang Ming, who had his head down, had already sensed the soldiers attacking him through the soul attribute that was incomparably stronger than ordinary people.

Show the enemy to be weak...... This is a ploy that everyone knows, but few dare to use it in this kind of battle scene.

On the battlefield, life or death is not possible, how can it be like in the novel or anime to show weakness in this situation.

Wang Ming could, and it was precisely this psychology that he took advantage of to shift the attention of the soldiers who thought he was going to die to Essio.

This may greatly increase the danger of Aisiou's children's shoes, but in this disadvantageous situation, in order to win, Wang Ming only has to take a small risk.

Continuing to dodge a long sword that slashed straight from the right with precise movements, the short knife held in Wang Ming's right hand finally struck, splitting her long sword in two in the disbelief of the elite soldier on the left.

The already sharp machete seems to have become a bit of a sharpened iron after being transformed by that uncle.

Could it be that uncle or some kind of hidden master blacksmith or something?

However, Wang Ming has no time to care about whether that uncle is a hidden figure for the time being. After the short knife cut through the soldier's long sword, Wang Ming's liliang was also considered to be at the end, although the effort point might take advantage of the moment when the other party was surprised to cut the opponent's throat with the short knife, but if he did this, Wang Ming's body would also be pierced by the long sword behind him.

Instantly withdrew the attack, and Wang Ming's left hand, which had always had spare strength, accurately backed his back and held the wrist of the owner of the long sword.

Does this guy have eyes behind his back?

This was the voice of almost all the soldiers who besieged Wang Ming.

Wang Ming didn't know how surprised these battle-hardened veterans with his current behavior, but he knew that if he didn't break through this encirclement...... It's going to die.

People will burst out with amazing liliang when their lives are at stake, so even if Wang Ming's liliang is not worth mentioning compared to the soldiers behind him, his left hand, which holds the opponent's wrist tightly, does not let the opponent's long sword take a step forward.

"Tear~" Feeling the long-lost pain coming from his body, the short knife in Wang Ming's right hand quickly crossed a graceful arc in the air.

"Ding~" is another long sword that was scrapped.

Dodging the two attacks from behind in an almost impossible posture again, Wang Ming took advantage of the time that the right hand of the guy in front of him was still held by himself, and the short knife in his hand flashed quickly again.

A stream of blood spurted out.

"First blood." Licking his somewhat dry lips slightly, Wang Ming's back dodged the slash of the long sword again as if he had eyes.

A total of five people came up to besiege Wang Ming, one of them died, one of them was shortly thrown back two steps backwards, and the remaining three people no longer had the ability to surround Wang Ming.

And everything that just happened was just a moment...... The soldiers who had given up on Wang Ming had just turned their target to Elsio, and before they had even taken their own steps, they heard the screams of their companions behind them.

"Soul light!" Seeing his dying companion being killed in front of him, the eyes of the three remaining soldiers, who were still armed, immediately turned red.

Almost without thinking, the three of them tacitly raised the long sword in their hands at the same time, attacking Wang Ming's vital points from three directions.

"Heh~" A chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth, Wang Ming did not retreat but advanced, and his thin body rushed forward against the sword.

"Is that guy crazy?" The young man standing on the hillside looked at this side without blinking, and when he saw Wang Ming rushing towards the sword, he immediately exclaimed loudly.

His voice focused almost the entire battlefield's attention on Wang Ming's side.

Aisiou's face was pale, in addition to facing the pressure of more than thirty people's attacks, Wang Ming's movements also made him suspicious.

This guy from the East...... Do you really want to scare people to death and not pay for your life?

Gritting his teeth and secretly complaining to Wang Ming in his heart, the movements in Aisiou's hands were indeed a little faster - to explode potential at a critical moment, commonly known as 'explosive seeds', this is an ability that only the protagonist has.

Wang Ming is naturally not crazy.

For people like Aisiou, who are low-martial artists, it is naturally impossible to understand Wang Ming's movements, but if a certain martial artist who has changed to a shijie like the King of Fighters comes, maybe they will look at Wang Ming's movements in surprise, and then exclaim in their mouths......

"Ghost Walk." He coldly spit out such a word from his mouth, and the next moment, Wang Ming, who was about to be pierced by a sharp sword, disappeared from the spot in an instant.

No, it didn't disappear from the spot, but like a ghost, it instantly rushed through the invisible gap between the three soldiers at a speed that ordinary people couldn't see with the naked eye.

"......" The three soldiers looked at the empty grass in front of them.

Passing through a gap of less than a few centimeters, the soldiers didn't feel it at all.

Is this guy really human?

Of course, everything just now was just a dazzle in the eyes of others, and then they found that Wang Ming, who was originally in front of the three soldiers, no longer knew when he appeared behind them silently.

"Ahem...... Cough. Feeling the pain on his body that was almost torn, Wang Ming now just wanted to look up to the sky and scream, and then close his eyes and faint.

If you pass out, you won't have this pain...... But if you pass out, you'll die here.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Ming forced his body not to have a sense of self-protection and fainted.

With the strength of his feet, Wang Ming used the strength of his body to climb the small hill in one go.

"No, it's not good!"

The soldier who was in a state of surprise finally reacted to Wang Ming's purpose, and shouted loudly to remind those who were closer to protect the young man.

Pity......

"Isn't it a little too late?" The sharp blade of the short knife was horizontally across the neck of the second-class young man, and Wang Ming grabbed the hair of the iron-faced young man fiercely with his other hand.

"If you don't want him to die...... Wang Ming kicked the young man to his knees, and the blade of the short knife cut a bloody mark on the opponent's iron-blue face, "Just obediently stop the movement in my hand for me." ”

“……”

There was silence.

The soldiers looked at the two men on the hill with silent faces, but the movements in their hands obediently stopped.

Nice, everything was as expected.

Wang Ming nodded with satisfaction.

This guy on the hill is really vulnerable.

Neither a qualified commander nor a qualified warrior.

Wang Ming looked at this guy with disdain, who was still crazy just now, but now he was indeed trembling with iron and fear.

This kind of guy can only be said to be a second generation who gnaws at the old and gets rich, and he really feels worthless for these soldiers.