Kapitel 4: Terrifying Combat Power!
Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation
"A corpse! No, this is a Wuxia world, not a Xianxia world!"
Wang Teng was taken aback by the sudden voice of a corpse.
"I'm just passing by." Wang Teng composed himself and said calmly.
"I didn't expect you to be so calm in front of me. Judging from your appearance, you must be a disciple of Beggar's Sect. The people from Western Xia's class one hall are hunting down Beggar's Sect and they're all running away, yet you're still here?"
The other party suddenly sat up. His eyes were cold and his tone was erratic. It was as if he was waiting for Wang Teng's reaction. If he fancied, he would kill him in an instant.
[Name: Murong Fu]
[Overall combat power: 950 points (due to internal injuries, only 30% of combat power remains: 285 points)]
Murong Fu?
He was one of the top powerhouses in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.
"These Western Xia people have harmed my fellow countrymen. How can I just walk away? You have defeated so many Western Xia experts in one fell swoop." Wang Teng praised.
"However, since you're still alive, these spoils of war are naturally still yours."
Wang Teng's hands left the pile of bodies.
In such a situation, he had to play dumb. Otherwise, his life would be gone with a flick of the wrist.
The Murong Fu in front of him obviously enjoyed being flattered.
"You're alone, without any martial arts or power. No one would mourn your death, but you're lucky to have met me! I'll give you a chance to make a name for yourself, as long as you promise me a few things!"
Murong Fu pondered for a moment and said slowly.
"Please give me your orders, Master Murong!" Wang Teng said quickly.
"As long as you're obedient, you'll become a disciple of Gusu city's Murong clan. I'll definitely let you enjoy a life of wealth and glory!" Murong Fu sat up straight and spoke with fervor and assurance.
Wang Teng was stunned. He knew that he was being recruited to be cannon fodder.
If this Murong Fu were to join the real world, he would definitely be an expert in multi-level marketing.
Wang Teng hurriedly pulled Murong Fu out of the pile of corpses, only to discover that he seemed to have lost the ability to move below his waist.
"I'm injured. I'm now using the Shifting Stars internal force to suppress it, but killing someone is still as easy as turning my hand." Murong Fu sneered.
This was a warning to Wang Teng that he still had the strength to fight.
Murong Fu's face was covered in blood. His sneer was as ferocious as a ghost's.
Wang Teng was shocked to hear this.
The current him could only improve himself in secret and wait for the opportunity to strike.
"Shifting stars?" Wang Teng pretended to look forward to it.
"The Shifting Stars is the secret art of the Murong family! There are a total of nine realms in this Divine Art. Come closer, I'll teach you the divine technique now."
As Murong Fu spoke, his breathing became more and more labored, as if a poison in him was starting to take effect.
Sensing that he was about to die, he suddenly made a move.
Buzzzzzz!
Wang Teng could only feel his opponent's fingers tearing his clothes apart.
Then, nails dug deep into his skin and blood came out.
"He wants to kill me!" Wang Teng only felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if his heart was being grabbed by a large hand.
"Listen, my Shifting Stars internal force has already entered your heart. If anything happens to me, my internal force will go berserk and you will die in an instant!"
As he spoke, he pressed his palm down.
The powerful internal force gushed into Wang Teng's heart and coursed through his meridians.
"However, as long as you obey me, these Shifting Stars can also be used by you to cleanse your meridians! You'll be able to analyze any martial arts you practice!"
"It hurts ..."
Wang Teng clutched his chest, almost dying from the pain. He gritted his teeth and endured it.
"Go and search the Western Xia commanders and see if there is an antidote for the grieving wind."
Murong Fu's voice became weaker and weaker before he finally said.
Wang Teng's eyes turned cold as he looked at Murong Fu's weak breathing.
He came to the Western Xia commander's corpse and searched it. At the same time, he secretly pressed on the corpses of the other Western Xia people.
[Endless extraction successful! Constitution +2 obtained!]
[Endless extraction successful! You have gained 2 Comprehension points!]
...
"Why are you dawdling? Do you want to die?" Murong Fu suppressed the poison and said impatiently.
"I found it!"
Wang Teng extracted the attributes of all the corpses and then took out two small porcelain bottles from the Western Xia commander's arms, one green and one gray.
"Good, good, good! Quickly, find a place to hide." Murong Fu was overjoyed.
The sky gradually darkened.
With Murong Fu on his back, Wang Teng walked through the woods and into a dilapidated temple under his guidance.
In the ruined temple, Wang Teng put Murong Fu down and opened his attribute panel while he was healing.
Name: Wang Teng
[Game ID: 440**************2868]
[Level 1 (0/100)]
[HP: 100/100]
[Constitution: 16 points (please click to view)]
[Strength: 29 points (please click to view)]
[Agility: 15 points (please click to view)]
[Spirit: 15 points (please click to view)]
[Comprehension: 4 points (please click to view)]
[Luck: 12 points (please click to view)]
"Innate talent: Unequal Exchange (Cooldown: 5 hours)
[Supplementary talent: boundless extraction, mountain-breaking strength]
[Martial arts: A Glimpse]
[Overall combat power: 79]
[Comment: Powerful Big Chicken.]
In less than a day, his strength had reached an astonishing 29 points, surpassing most people. He had also obtained three innate talents.
Now, on the surface, his overall combat power was 79 points.
However, with the addition of his innate talent, his overall combat power would break through 100, which was even stronger than Su Qiang.
However, he still had no chance of winning against Murong Fu, who had a comprehensive combat power of 285.
He quietly took out a grey porcelain bottle from his arms and handed the antidote to Murong Fu.
This bottle contained grieving wind!
In other words, poison!
...
-- Geschenk
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