Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 46: Plop Plop (Please Read)

"There is a way to return to the way of heaven, and that is to cultivate oneself. If heaven does not save us, we must save ourselves!"

The figures flying high in the sky were chanting slogans.

The voices of men, women, young and old mixed together, overlapping, some far and some near, blurry and chaotic, making people feel drowsy.

"Do it!"

The armed forces seemed to have anticipated this situation long ago. The moment this group of people appeared, all the soldiers drew their bows and arrows and aimed at them.

"Swish swish."

Dense arrows flew towards the sky, but the figures of the people in the sky floated down, and their loose clothes bulged up, and the arrows that fell on them were easily bounced off.

Then they landed gracefully on the ground, each of them reached at their waist, drew out a soft sword, and charged towards the Wubei Army.

The soft sword is extremely inconvenient to use. If you don't have good skills, you will hurt yourself before hurting others.

But if the warrior has true energy, it will be completely different. The soft sword will instantly become a terrifying killing weapon.

It is tortuous, unpredictable, and extremely sharp, making it extremely difficult to resist.

And the scary thing is that each of these people in front of him possesses true energy.

"This Huitian Sect is too powerful. They unexpectedly produced so many masters with true qi in one go. Condensing true qi means one has reached the sixth level of martial arts."

Lu Ming sighed deeply.

It was rare for him to see anyone condensing true qi even in the Martial Temple. Did all the disciples of Huitian Sect take hormones?
The Huitian Sect's offensive was fierce, but the Wubei Army was not in vain.

They each held a shield and a sword, forming a tight formation. No matter where you attacked, you would face counterattacks from multiple people at once. Although no one in the Wubei Army had cultivated true qi, their armor was sturdy and their swords were sharp, giving the Huitian Sect no opportunity to exploit.

"This true energy doesn't seem that strong?"

Lu Ming squatted aside and watched for a long time. He felt that it was not as powerful as his own internal energy. It was just a show.

Even though the Huitian Sect members all had true Qi, it didn't seem easy for them to fight against the Wubei Army. It was even a bit strenuous, which made Lu Ming worried for them.

It's like watching a low-quality football game, with all kinds of stupid and illegal operations that make people's blood pressure rise.

Just when they were fighting fiercely, the yamen runners who were originally responsible for maintaining order on one side suddenly surrounded them from the other side, forming a pincer attack with the armed forces.

These yamen runners did not look like good-for-nothings at all. Instead, their offensive was astonishing. The yamen runners' long swords evolved into countless mysterious moves in their hands, which immediately disrupted the formation of the Huitian Sect.

"Huh? So you're a disciple of the Martial Temple?"

Although Lu Ming did not recognize the people, he recognized the moves they used. This was the standard sword technique of the Martial Temple and was also a compulsory move for ordinary disciples of the Martial Temple.

He often hangs out in the Beast Breeding Department these days and has become familiar with some of the disciples.

Although these disciples disguised as yamen runners are not martial arts geniuses, any one of them would be a master of the same level in the outside world.

Lu Ming began to understand. This was obviously a fishing game. The Martial Temple and the Wubei Army had joined forces to set up a trap, hoping to use these prisoners as bait to lure these people out.

Look at the way people fish, they cast nets and make bait.

In fact, Lu Ming had also been fishing these days, but unfortunately his bait was too small and didn't attract any fish at all.

But it doesn’t matter, others have helped me build a good nest, maybe I can get some benefits from it.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming focused even more.

As time went by, the Huitian Sect members were increasingly at a disadvantage. After all, their true energy was limited, and excessive consumption would take time to recover.

"Bang!" A disciple of the Huitian Sect suddenly threw something. As it landed on the ground, a thick cloud of dust instantly rose. Then the others followed suit, and in the blink of an eye, the entire city gate seemed to be filled with thick fog, enveloping both sides of the fight.

"Be careful, it's Soft Fragrance Phantom Mist, they're trying to run away!"

The members of the Wubei Army had long anticipated that the Huitian Church would have this trick, and had stuffed herbs into their mouths and noses in advance, while quickly running out of the fog.

But the Huitian Sect people certainly wouldn't let them get their wish. Some people were still constantly throwing out soft and fragrant mist, causing the range of the mist to continue to expand.

"Pfft."

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, suddenly, there was a sound of a body falling to the ground, and at the same time, there was a faint smell of burning in the air.

"Who's doing it?"

Both the Huitian Sect and the Wubei Army were highly nervous. They each had high-end combat capabilities, but as long as the other side did not take action, they also maintained necessary restraint.

But now, no one can see anything in this soft and fragrant mist, and no one knows what has happened.

“Plop, plop.”

The sound of bodies falling to the ground continued to be heard, and the smell of burning in the air became stronger and stronger. The smell of burnt protein was a bit pungent.

What exactly happened?
"Keep rushing outwards, don't disperse!"

In the fog, officers of all levels of the armed forces loudly warned their men not to disrupt their formation and to be more cautious and vigilant.

"Plop-plop-plop-plop."

The sounds of people falling were getting faster and more frequent, but so far no one had actually stepped on the bodies, as if all this was just an illusion.

In less than a cup of tea, the armed forces rushed out of the fog. There was no one else outside the fog, and strange sounds of people falling to the ground continued to be heard from inside the fog.

But no one dared to go into the fog to check again.

About half a minute later, the soft and fragrant mist finally dissipated.

"Empty, nothing!"

"The Huitian Cult thieves are gone!"

The Wubei Army and the Wumiao disciples reunited, and there were no casualties on either side, but all the Huitian Sect members were gone, even the prisoners they had captured in advance disappeared.

"Damn it! They got away after all!"

The military officers were very annoyed. They had considered almost all possibilities and even placed the execution site at the city gate with a wide view. Even if the enemy had the soft fragrance mist, it would be difficult for them to run far away.

But for some reason, the enemy disappeared, just disappeared without any reason.

There are dozens of people here, and more than a dozen of them are disabled. How did they do it?

"There are traces of burning on the ground. What method did they use?"

Some sharp-eyed soldiers noticed some charred spots on the ground, as if they had been burned by fire, but they were wondering who set the fire?

"Report it to the garrison commander."

"For this defeat, I'm afraid we will all be punished."

Everyone felt extremely discouraged. This was originally a carefully planned arrest operation, but now it seemed like it was being digested.

"Eh? Where's the garrison commander?"

(End of this chapter)