Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 22 Centipede Claws vs. Ten Thousand Poison Hands

The Thousand Spider Poisonous Hands was one of the ultimate techniques that A Zi had specifically emphasized before.

This pearl has learned this skill, so he is naturally not weak among the disciples who have become citizens.

Judging from his single thrust, the move was simple but extremely fast. Mingzhu was confident that he would win and that Jiang Mingzhe would be in so much pain that he would kneel on the ground and wail.

However, as the finger stabbed out, Jiang Mingzhe shifted his body to the side, his right hand suddenly flicking out a "pulse-pecking" move, his three fingers like hooks, viciously grabbing at Mingzhu's wrist.

Mingzhuzi never expected that this person, who had only been a disciple for a day, would be so skilled in his moves. Despite her shock, she did not dodge at all, twisting her wrist and thrusting her fingers towards Jiang Mingzhe's hand.

He thought fiercely to himself: Master taught him for a long time yesterday, so it's not surprising that he's familiar with the moves. But no matter how smart a person is, there are no shortcuts to internal strength. I've already opened three acupoints. If I strike him with this finger, I'll cripple one of his claws first!
Jiang Mingzhe was overjoyed to see that Mingzhu was indeed going to confront him head-on. In an instant, he swiftly raised his wrist, and Mingzhu's fingers struck empty air.

Before anyone could react, Jiang Mingzhe grabbed Mingzhu's wrist and pulled back his arm, tearing and ripping with three fingers, instantly splitting the skin and exposing the bone on the back of Mingzhu's hand.

This was only because Jiang Mingzhe's finger strength was limited. If his cultivation were deeper, this one move would surely tear out several bones.

Mingzhu screamed and kicked out, but Jiang Mingzhe seemed to have guessed it. He ducked and dodged the kick, while his left claw shot out from under his right arm and swung fiercely. It was a variation of the thirteenth move, "Piercing Abdomen".

Where the claws passed, Mingzhu's outer and inner garments burst open simultaneously, and three strips of skin on her stomach vanished, revealing the pink and tender flesh inside.

The next moment, blood gushed out. Mingzhuzi's face turned pale. She took a step back and leaped several feet to avoid Jiang Mingzhe's twisting claw. She turned and fled, blood dripping all the way, making the blue bricks on the ground look particularly mottled.

Knowing he couldn't catch up with him, Jiang Mingzhe clasped his hands in a fist salute to the retreating figure and said with a smile, "Thank you for sparring with me, senior brother. I'm so glad you didn't make a mistake."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone laughed and said, "Amazing, amazing! This ginger is indeed an extraordinary ginger. He defeated Mingzhu in just one day. I wonder how many people will be unable to sleep now."

Jiang Mingzhe looked in the direction of the sound and saw A Zi standing gracefully at the entrance of Building 36 with her hands behind her back, smiling.

Jiang Mingzhe smiled and was about to speak when he saw Azi looking behind him: "Brother Duanchangzi, don't you think so? Just now, Junior Brother Jiang almost tore Mingzhuzi's intestines apart with that move."

She emphasized the words "broken" and "intestines" with extra force.

Jiang Mingzhe turned around sharply, only to see a gaunt young man with a sinister face staring coldly at him from the entrance of the 27th floor of Building A on the right side of his small building, before turning around and going back inside.

Jiang Mingzhe smiled coldly, recognizing this person as one of the disciples who had been studying his door lock earlier.

Turning back, Azi reached out and waved to him, causing gray dust to rise in the air.

Jiang Mingzhe quickly pinched his nose and asked in surprise, "What kind of poison is this?"

Azi rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Wheat powder! What poison! Do you think I would poison you for no reason? Come to my house and talk."

Jiang Mingzhe was relieved and walked over to Azi, noticing that her hands were covered in powder.

Azi pulled him into her yard, slammed the door shut, and whispered, "I went to find you after I woke up. I heard you practicing your kung fu, so I came back to do 'dog peeing'. Then I heard someone screaming and thought you were being bullied. I came to save you without even washing my hands. I never expected that you were the one who bullied someone else."

At this point, she looked at Jiang Mingzhe with a puzzled expression and asked, "But Mingzhu has been a disciple for more than three years. Although he hasn't mastered the Thousand Spider Poison Hand technique and has to wear iron finger gloves to increase its power, it's still not something you can beat. How did you manage to defeat him?"

Jiang Mingzhe then recounted the events of the spying and provocations, explaining, "Others only made a few verbal taunts, but he scared me with a spider and then begged me to pay him for the spider. Later, Zhaixingzi intervened, and I knew that a fight was inevitable, so I immediately started thinking about how to make a move."

Azi was increasingly puzzled as she listened, and asked in astonishment, "You mean, you're already thinking about how to make your moves before the fight even starts? What kind of fight is that?"

Jiang Mingzhe smiled and said, "The reason why martial arts have so many moves is precisely to anticipate how to deal with enemies in different situations. Of course, logically, one should first practice these moves until one is completely proficient, so that one can naturally counter each move when facing an enemy. However, I haven't practiced for long enough, and I'm afraid my mind will turn to mush when a fight starts. I can only plan ahead and then just follow the planned routine when I start fighting." If Fan Deyi, the Reservoir Prodigal, heard these words, he would probably be moved to tears. What Brother Biao dreamed of in his adventures was that everyone could "fight according to the routine."

Azi grew increasingly confused, her eyes widening like a manga character's: "How could this be planned in advance? How do you know what move your opponent will make?"

"It's very simple. Let's first try to figure out the opponent's mentality. Take Mingzhuzi for example. I am a newly initiated disciple, so he can't formally challenge me. He forcibly found an excuse to kill his spider. But for such a small matter, would he really kill me? He himself said that he wanted to beat me up to vent his anger, so he probably won't kill me. He also said that he would let me taste his Thousand Spider Poison Hand, so he probably won't kick me."

As Jiang Mingzhe explained, he gestured: "If I were standing like this, and he attacked my lower body without using his legs, he would have to squat down. But for a senior to deal with a newcomer like me, it would be undignified for him to have to jump up and down. Therefore, I guessed that he would definitely attack my upper body and avoid my vital points. So his target was further narrowed down to here, here, or here."

He patted his shoulders, arms, and stomach to indicate the possible range of Mingzhuzi's attack.

"If he attacks here, I'll dodge and grab like this; if he attacks here, I'll dodge and grab like this..."

Jiang Mingzhe unleashed a few moves, mostly dodging with his body and using the "pecking pulse" technique to seize the opponent's wrist.

"Seeing that I was able to fight back, he was bound to confront me head-on, relying on his superior skill. So I didn't need to see his movements clearly before reacting; the moment he moved his hand, I would immediately change my move..."

He made gestures of raising his wrist to dodge and snapping his claws, quickly saying, "If I succeed, I'll take this move; if he avoids it, I'll switch to this move..."

Jiang Mingzhe continued to demonstrate, and Azi's mouth opened wider and wider. She realized that unless Mingzhuzi did not act according to Jiang Mingzhe's expectations, as long as Jiang Mingzhe's first move was correct, then no matter how the moves changed afterward, Jiang Mingzhe could at least hold his own against the opponent for five rounds!
In other words, Jiang Mingzhe had accurately predicted the opponent's various responses within five moves.

Don't underestimate these mere five moves. According to Jiang Mingzhe's calculations, each move gives the opponent at least three highly probable options, which means there are a total of… ヘ(゜Д、゜)ノ

Azi shook her head vigorously, thinking to herself, "I'm really confused. Why am I trying to figure this out? It's like I can figure it out myself."

"But!" Ah Zi suddenly found a loophole: "You can only withstand five rounds, what will you do when it comes to the sixth move?"

Jiang Mingzhe smiled smugly: "No, according to my plan, I will start running away on the third move, fighting as I run. By the fifth move, I will have already escaped into your house, and Senior Sister will naturally protect me, right?"

"Hmph!" Azi didn't stump Jiang Mingzhe and pouted, "Tomorrow I'll lock the door with a big iron padlock!"

Secretly, she was delighted, thinking that this big ginger really did see her as a protector, knowing that he would come to her for protection when he was in trouble.

At this moment, Jiang Mingzhe's nose twitched twice: "Huh? What's burnt?"

"Oh no! My dog ​​peed on me!" Azi's expression changed, and she rushed towards the kitchen.

Jiang Mingzhe followed with a smile.

Actually, he didn't even know if Azi was home or not, so how could he possibly have run here?
His real plan was that if he couldn't win in five moves, he would simply abandon defense in the sixth move, unleash all his inner strength to strike his opponent, and fight to the death.

After all, the other party had no intention of killing him; at most, he was only seriously injured.

Given Ding Chunqiu's current positive attitude, Jiang Mingzhe is not worried about running out of medical care and medicine after his injury.

In this way, he fought to a draw with the newly enrolled disciples on the second day of his martial arts training. In the future, if anyone wanted to bully him, they would have to think twice.

The current situation is an unexpected bonus. Mingzhuzi is far less formidable than expected, suffering a crushing defeat in just two moves, which has inadvertently boosted Jiang Mingzhe's prestige.

(End of this chapter)