All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

The two chased and fled, and in the blink of an eye they rushed out of Shaqiao Town and plunged into the dense forest beside the road.

After Mu Wanqing fired a few more rounds of hidden arrows, she stopped firing, which caused the distance between the two to shrink rapidly.

"Little girl, out of arrows, huh?"

Zhang Cheng's voice drifted from behind, "I didn't expect you to dare lead Grandpa Zhang into the grove. Just wait and see how I deal with you later!"

Seeing that they were only one body length away, Zhang Cheng leaped up and reached out to grab Mu Wanqing's shoulder, preparing to dismount her.

Suddenly, Zhang Cheng's [Danger Omen] ability from [Lv2 Fierce Soldier] was triggered without warning.

[Danger Warning]: Having experienced the baptism of war, you have developed an intuitive warning of murderous intent and deadly threats. You will also gain an extra intuitive chance to dodge when facing a sneak attack or area-of-effect attack.

Surprisingly, Mu Wanqing, with her back to Zhang Cheng, quietly shot three small arrows from a tricky angle, aiming straight for Zhang Cheng's face.

It turned out that Mu Wanqing had been shooting for a long time without hitting the target, and knew that her arrows would eventually run out. So she decided to keep the last three arrows and take a risk to lure the enemy deep into her territory.

She anticipated the moment when Zhang Cheng had nowhere to lean on while he was airborne, and suddenly launched an attack. At the same time as the hidden arrow shot out, she had already drawn her sword and twisted her body to stab!

However, Zhang Cheng's response was beyond Mu Wanqing's expectations.

Although the three arrows were fired almost simultaneously, there was still a specific order in which they were fired.

Zhang Cheng, unable to dodge in time, opened his mouth and bit down, accurately catching the first arrowhead with his teeth.

He then swung his head violently, and the arrow in his mouth flew out like a meteor, deflecting the next two arrows in mid-air with two "clanging" sounds.

At the same time, he twisted his body strangely in mid-air, narrowly avoiding Mu Wanqing's thrusting sword.

His free hand moved like a butterfly flitting among flowers, quickly tapping several times on Mu Wanqing's body.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye. By the time Mu Wanqing came to her senses, all her acupoints were controlled, and she had lost all her strength. Zhang Cheng grabbed her by the back of her neck with one hand and lifted her off the horse.

Black Rose, quite intelligent, wanted to step forward to save her master, but was forced back several steps by Zhang Cheng's cold gaze, and nervously pawed at him.

Having regained control of the situation, Zhang Cheng pulled the little prisoner in his arms in front of him and made her face him.

"So?" He raised an eyebrow. "Anything else to say?"

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Zhang Cheng lifted her up to his eye level. He noticed that her eyes were darting around but she wouldn't speak, and he suddenly realized there was a problem.

"Oh, sorry. I only recently learned this move, and I'm not used to it yet. I'll release your speech acupoint now, so don't do anything reckless."

Zhang Cheng casually brushed his hand across her neck, releasing her from the pressure point that had rendered her speechless.

"What do you want?" Mu Wanqing's voice was icy.

"What do I want?" Zhang Cheng laughed angrily. "You killed my horse, and you're asking me what I want? Besides, didn't anyone teach you not to answer questions with questions?"

He raised his other hand and repeatedly rubbed one finger against Mu Wanqing's forehead.

"Hehehe... You killed my horse, so you're giving me a good horse in return. That's not too much to ask, is it?" Zhang Cheng emphasized the words "good horse."

"Bah, you lecherous scoundrel!"

"Wow, you actually understood? Shouldn't most people's first reaction be that I want your black rose?"

Mu Wanqing stopped answering, her eyes flashed with anger, and she gritted her teeth as if to bite her tongue and commit suicide.

But Zhang Cheng reacted quickly; the hand that was originally pressing against her forehead suddenly jerked, dislocating her jaw.

"Uh... Hehe..."

"Sorry, I'm more skilled at using this method, even though it's a bit crude..."

Zhang Cheng pressed Mu Wanqing's acupoint to silence her again, then casually put her jaw back in place and released the acupoints on her neck.

"I've now released your Suifeng acupoint. Now I'll ask you a question, and you'll answer it. Nod if you agree, and shake your head if you disagree, understand?"

Mu Wanqing remained unmoved, only staring intently at Zhang Cheng.

"Hey, you're still trying to act tough with me, huh? I'm just looking for a sparring partner for my acupressure skills, and you seem pretty good."

Although Zhang Cheng was originally a modern person, he had been a common soldier in this evil world of Tianlong for three years and had become quite localized.

Seeing Mu Wanqing's attitude, he immediately threw her to the ground without any politeness, preparing to put pressure on her.

Zhang Cheng squatted down and, under Mu Wanqing's horrified gaze,... removed the shoe and sock from her right foot.

Mu Wanqing: ?

Mu Wanqing was initially confused, but then a strange sensation, a mixture of tingling, numbness, itching, and pain, suddenly surged up from the soles of her feet!

Zhang Cheng picked up her right foot and began to experiment on each acupoint one by one, while also observing Mu Wanqing's reaction.

Mu Wanqing has a special background; she is the daughter of Duan Zhengchun, the "King of Zhennan of Dali," and Qin Hongmian, the "Shura Blade."

Qin Hongmian was injured by Duan Zhengchun, so she was unwilling to acknowledge him as her master and disciple.

Having been "influenced" by Qin Hongmian since childhood, Mu Wanqing harbors hatred towards all men in the world.

Meeting Zhang Cheng today made me realize even more that what my master said earlier made sense.

She refused to show weakness in front of the enemy and wanted to preserve what little dignity she had left.

Therefore, she endured the strange sensations that kept coming from her.

Zhang Cheng lacked internal energy; his acupoint striking relied entirely on the force to penetrate the body.

With the physical enhancements granted by his Level 3 soldier profession, even kneading a sharp knife into dough would be an easy task for him to exert his full strength.

Seeing that Mu Wanqing remained unresponsive, he immediately increased his pressure.

The force he applied against Mu Wanqing's soles grew heavier and heavier, and the sensation he felt from them became stronger and stronger, with the force layered upon layer, each wave stronger than the last.

The feeling grew clearer and clearer, becoming increasingly difficult to ignore...

Mu Wanqing's toes began to curl involuntarily, her calf muscles tensed, and her breathing gradually became erratic...

Finally, a muffled groan, trembling, escaped Mu Wanqing's nose.

Although the sound was faint, Zhang Cheng, with his keen hearing and sharp eyesight, was able to detect it. He immediately paused, looked up at Mu Wanqing with a shocked expression.

When Mu Wanqing met his gaze, which seemed to have discovered a new continent, she felt it was blatant mockery. She felt even more wronged, and two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks involuntarily.

"Master... your disciple is useless... I have been humiliated by the thieves today..."

As a newcomer to the world, she was chased all the way to Dali by the wicked servants of the Wang family, and the psychological pressure she faced was immense.

He had just fought Zhang Cheng from the inn to this place, relying entirely on his fierce temperament to hold on.

Now that her emotions had found an outlet, it was difficult for her to stop them even if she wanted to.

Zhang Cheng, who had never been in a relationship, stared blankly at Mu Wanqing, who suddenly burst into tears.

He didn't understand why his acupressure had no effect after a long time, and then Mu Wanqing suddenly groaned, her face flushed, and now she was crying.

He spent three years in the Weizhou military camp, and compared to those cunning and treacherous old soldiers in the Tianlong world, he was no different except for having better skills.

If Mu Wanqing had remained defiant, Zhang Cheng might have had to show her the skills he used on Xixia's "tongue," but her crying immediately put Zhang Cheng in a difficult position.

He originally planned to first find out why Mu Wanqing attacked him upon first meeting, then tie her up and take her back to town, to parade her through the streets the next morning.

So that the whole town of Shaqiao would know that a "Hero Zhang" had rid the people of a scourge and captured a lawless female thief for them.

But now that Mu Wanqing was crying her eyes out, he felt like he was bullying a child, and he no longer felt like a chivalrous hero.

And this is exactly what his role-playing system fears most.

If he can convince himself that "this is how a hero should act," then naturally he will have no taboos and will do anything he wants.

But if he can't convince himself, then based on past experience, he won't make any progress at all.

Unfortunately, although Zhang Cheng has done his fair share of immoral things over the past three years, he still can't bring himself to lie and say that he's doing good deeds.

So he brought up his panel and checked to make sure the system hadn't deducted his progress because he had bullied Mu Wanqing.

He then knelt down to comfort Mu Wanqing, saying, "Why are you crying? I haven't even done anything yet!"

As he spoke, he reached out and poked Mu Wanqing's cheek through her veil. "Really crying? Or were you faking it?"