Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 52: Beyond the Rules, I’m Even More Perverted (Please Read)
The silver-white sword light flickered around Lu Ming. He was not good at any exquisite sword techniques, and he still used the [Seventy-two Moves Swallowtail Single Sword] taught by Chu Xiong.

But this was originally just the most mediocre sword technique in the martial arts world, but in Lu Ming's hands it burst out with unprecedented power.

quick! too fast!
This sword technique has no other characteristics except speed, and Lu Ming's own physique has completely pushed it to the peak.

His figure seemed to blend into the wind, and the long sword moved with his figure. The Huitian believers could hardly see his figure.

But the knife light was still falling.

The leaves on the ground fluttered up and danced with the wind.

"Thorn."

One body after another exploded, and the cold blade light was brilliant and cruel, easily reaping all the lives in front of it.

"collapse."

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, the wind stopped, and the knife stopped.

The fallen leaves returned to the ground, and a puff of blood splashed on them.

A broken long sword pierced the head of a Huitian believer. The other party's eyes widened and he fell heavily to his knees.

"what……"

The last Huitian believer was so frightened by the tragic scene that he turned around and ran away.

Lu Ming kicked the ground with his toes, and the broken tip of the knife flew out like lightning and penetrated directly into his back.

A body fell to the ground.

"Finish the fight and call it a day."

Lu Ming clapped his hands and looked at the corpses on the ground.

I advise you to follow the rules, otherwise my strength will be even more abnormal if it goes beyond the rules.

When the other candidates saw this scene, they were as if they had seen a god. They were all in their twenties or thirties, and they all came to take the examination for the military scholar. Why are you so overly strong?

Even the captains of the armed forces had serious expressions on their faces. With this kind of strength in the army, they would be commanding a thousand men. At least they were far from such strength.

After Lu Ming dealt with the Huitian Sect members, the fire in the peach blossom forest gradually died down, and the mountain breeze blew away the fragrance.

After taking a few breaths of fresh air, everyone's bodies slowly recovered.

After this battle, everyone vaguely followed Lu Ming as the leader. Lu Ming asked everyone to continue to move towards the mountain in teams of ten.

It seems that almost all the Huitian sect members had gone out in force, and only a few minions were left guarding the village on the top of the mountain. They were quickly defeated and killed by this group of angry candidates.

This assessment can finally be declared over.

"Deputy Captain, look over here!"

Lu Ming had no interest in the battle in the mountain stronghold, so he just stood aside to help the others.

But suddenly, someone exclaimed.

A gate of the village was pried open, and before anyone got close, a strange sour and bitter smell wafted out.

Lu Ming walked closer and ordered people to light torches to illuminate the house.

He discovered that the room was surprisingly large, connected to the mountain wall, with a large space carved out. Nearly a hundred jars, each about the height of a person, were placed throughout the room, and the strange smell was coming from these jars.

"vomit."

Someone curiously stuck his head out and took a closer look at what was in the jar, only to find a swollen body soaked in it.

The most terrifying thing was that the person was probably still alive, with his eyelids still slightly moving. But this situation only made it even more disgusting, and one person, unable to maintain his composure, actually vomited.

"What the hell is this?"

Lu Ming also felt a little nauseous. Most of these jars contained a person, and they were all half-dead.

"They were the test subjects of the Huitian Cult. Through various strange rituals and drugs, the Huitian Cult stimulated the human body's potential and created various martial arts geniuses. However, their experiments were too cruel, and most people died in the process."

The captains of the armed forces also came in. When they looked at the jars, a cold look flashed in their eyes.

Through these means, Huitian Cult created many mad killing machines, causing considerable losses to the armed forces and killing countless people during the experiments.

"If I survive their experiments, I can improve my Kung Fu?"

Lu Ming, who was standing by, had a strange look in his eyes and asked.

"Of course, they can even artificially create masters of the True Qi Realm. The prerequisite is that they survive."

"I think it was definitely not a pleasant experience."

A lieutenant showed a sneer on his face.

Why has the Huitian Sect never been eradicated? It's because too many martial artists have discovered that after countless years of hard work and struggle, their kung fu levels have not only failed to improve, but have actually declined. The harder you work, the faster you decline.

After all, human power cannot defeat God's will, and the body cannot defeat time.

Under such circumstances, many people chose to take risks and join the Huitian Sect's experiment.

"For example, this ritual, which should be called [Blood Sacrifice to Return to Heaven], mixes dozens of rare herbs into a medicinal liquid and injects it into the recipient's body, which can forcibly shape a certain martial body."

The captain continued, pointing to the back of a person in the jar. A hollow tube as thick as a finger was inserted into the back, and there were traces around it that were not sure whether they were blood or dried medicine.

"This is the Meridian Regeneration Technique. It requires a warrior who has condensed his internal energy to practice a special technique. Using his true energy as a knife, he forcibly opens up meridians in the human body, allowing even those without the qualifications to condense true energy."

"There's also cranial suture, bone remodeling, and soul-infusing evil spirits..."

The captains knew all these things like the back of their hands, and introduced them to the examinees one by one. Everyone's faces turned pale as they listened, and they could not imagine that there were such cruel and bloody things in the world.

Only Lu Ming's expression became increasingly strange.

Damn, these are all good stuff. Huitian Sect is really good at this. Any one of them is an unparalleled way to improve your strength.

I'm almost drooling just listening to it.

If I had known earlier, I would have agreed to that showy young man. Maybe I would be one of the experimental subjects on the ground.

What secret method of opening the skull, what blood sacrifice ritual, show me everything, no matter how cruel or powerful it is!
Then I would have taken off a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming felt a little regretful.

"Let's set fire to all these things so they won't cause any more trouble to the world."

Seeing the examinees' pale faces, the captains of the Wubei Army gave their orders. Today, they had planted a seed in everyone's hearts, preventing them from being misled by the Huitian Cult in the future.

"Captain, these people are still alive."

Everyone was a little shocked. Aren’t they going to try to rescue them?

"It's useless. They rely entirely on Huitian Cult rituals and secret medicine to survive. If they are interrupted, the experiment will inevitably fail and they will not survive."

"And even if they survive, most of them have lost their humanity and are just demons in human form."

The captains shook their heads, and their hatred towards Huitian Sect grew even stronger.

(End of this chapter)