Chapter 75 Refusing to Apprenticeship 【Explosion 1】
Si Ming casually picked out a sword from the weapon rack and threw it to Jing Che. She took it and without even weighing it, a trace of ferocity flashed across her eyes, and she quickly stabbed Si Ming before he could make a move.
Preemptive strike, this is what she learned from Baili Fengjian, and it has been ingrained in all her actions.
Si Ming blocked it easily with his bare hands, turned over and climbed onto the rock wall.
This was the first time Jing Che saw Si Ming move, and she realized how powerful Si Ming was. His moves had almost no skills, they were simple, sharp, clean, and deadly. Maybe this was the characteristic of the masters trained in the Shura Field.
They have no distractions and a clear purpose, just to kill people.
In less than three moves, Jingche was quickly suppressed, retreating step by step, unable to attack at all.
The sword edges were densely packed, and Si Ming's voice came steadily: "This is not your true level, use your killing move!"
Jing Che, however, still maintained a poor defense. These unskilled resists or attacks were all discovered by her in the killing field in the past six months. She knew how contradictory she was and denied the relationship between herself and Baili Fengjian.
Regardless of the relationship, even if he loses, he refuses to use any of the moves of the Sword Master Sect, but because of a ridiculous stubbornness, he refuses to accept anyone else as his teacher.
"Bang--" With a sound, Jing Che felt his wrist go numb, and the sword had already been released. A sharp sword light in front of her eyes immediately stabbed her throat. She quickly turned around to avoid it, and felt a cold touch on her back as the sword energy hit her back.
The long sword slid across her spine. She felt no pain. She only felt that she was unsteady and her vision went dark. As soon as Si Ming landed one move, another one came up. Jing Che couldn't avoid it and let the sword penetrate his abdomen.
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Si Ming drew out his sword neatly, while Jing Che half-knelt on the ground, his hands trembling as he held on to the ground to keep himself from falling. His whole body was covered in blood.
But he didn't give up. He raised his sword again and hit her calf. There was a burst of blood. Jing Che finally lay on the ground motionless. Only his eyes were still glowing with cold light. The tear stains at the corners of his eyes were redder than the blood.
Throwing away his sword, Si Ming looked at Jing Che on the ground with some pity, and left a message before turning around: "If you can't get up, go and become a disciple."
After walking a few steps, a bloody wind suddenly blew up behind him. Si Ming quickly raised his hand, grabbed her wrist and twisted it forward, lifting her up and throwing her against the wall.
There was a crisp sound of bones breaking. Jingche bit her lip and finally let out a groan of pain. She leaned on the rock wall to keep herself from falling. Her chest was heaving and she was breathing heavily, and her face was twisted by the severe pain and looked slightly ferocious.
After forcing himself to calm down, Jing Che couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, then raised his face and said: "This is the tenth move...Do you think I have passed...?"
Si Ming looked at the resolute and thin face of the girl in front of him, and was slightly startled. The persistence in her eyes seemed to be wrapped in a grand light, which could not be concealed no matter where she was. The explosive power and perseverance she carried even made him
Somewhat admired.
It is not easy for a normal person to stand up after being stabbed in the back, stabbed in the abdomen, and having his hamstrings sliced open. Yet he can still withstand one of his attacks...
"You don't need to become a disciple." Si Ming said.
Jing Che smiled weakly and relieved, then fell to the ground unconscious.
Si Ming stepped forward, with some hesitation in his movements, but finally leaned down, picked up the bloody man on the ground, and left steadily.
When he woke up again, Jing Che found himself in a strange room with sealed stone bricks everywhere. He searched around hard and saw Hua Ruyan.
"Xiao Shiba, you finally woke up," Hua Ruyan hurriedly helped her sit up, already chattering endlessly, "Do you know how many injuries you have suffered! I'm really worried that you won't be able to survive."
"Where is this?"
"This is the Shura Field Military Camp. We moved here from the prison cell and will train here from now on."
Jingche nodded weakly.
"Xiao Shiba, do you know that now you have become the focus of the entire Shura field - you are the only one who dares not to become a disciple and challenge Si Ming's authority. It was Master Si Ming who personally sent you back for treatment. In this death
It’s really unprecedented for a place where no one cares about it.”
"Really?" Jing Che asked nonchalantly. She didn't think it was a good thing for her that everyone knew about it. The tree was big and attracted the wind, not to mention that there were a bunch of jackals here.
"But why do you have to endure all these hardships and not become a disciple?" Hua Ruyan handed her a glass of water and sat next to her.
"I just don't want to." Jing Che took a glass of water and drank it, his eyes feeling a little salty.
Is it meaningful that she is insisting on something that he can't see at all? She doesn't know, she only knows that she should do this.
Hua Ruyan looked at Jing Che with an indifferent expression, speechless.
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The new life is more harsh than before, and Jingche has to learn more and more things besides killing. And she just wants to survive and become one of the ten people who can get out.
Through this kind of persistence, she also transformed into an increasingly sharp and cold-blooded girl. The girl who would tremble at the sight of blood half a year ago is now dismembering corpses without changing her expression or heartbeat. And all of this is because of Si Ming's incompetence.
Reservation taught her in person, as if he was creating a test object that he was most satisfied with.
"The killer must know how to use poison." In the elixir warehouse of the military camp, with a pile of medicinal materials spread out in front of him, Si Ming narrated to Jing Che, "There are many medicinal materials that are good medicine when taken alone, but when mixed together, they are highly poisonous. They can kill people."
Intangible, I guess there’s no need to say more, I’ll show you a few combinations first.”
Jing Che was inexplicably lost in thought, and suddenly heard Si Ming say: "White horse bone peduncle, chestnut skin."
She shivered all over.
This was the medicine she had used to commit suicide, but was accidentally discovered by her master. On that miserable snowy night, the door was shaking with the rumbling wind and earthquake. It was the first time she saw her master who was blinded by anger. He had never been able to do it before.
She would show such a loss of control. She still didn't understand what he was angry about. She always thought that it would be better if she died. What she didn't understand even more was why he deliberately humiliated and despised her with a kiss.
Love, after showing guilt, took Yu Xi without hesitation.
She felt that he was just a cold and wavering person, and she was like a plaything, miserable from beginning to end.
And thinking about these things now is just to make her sad. She has no way to pester him to find out the details like she did in the past. Many mysteries between them are destined to remain unexplained.
And her abnormality attracted Si Ming's questioning eyes.
"Eighteen, do you know that if we were in a duel now, if you were distracted, your opponent would kill you?"
Jing Che came back to his senses and suddenly asked irrelevantly: "Si Ming, you have cultivated me with so much care, aren't you afraid that I will run away when I become strong?"
"If it were anyone else, I would be worried, but you are not at all."
"Why?" Jingche tilted his head to look at him.
"There is no place for you in this world. I think killing is more suitable for you." Si Ming replied calmly.
Jing Che was slightly startled when he heard the answer, and finally nodded to show that he was right. He smiled with a smile on his lips, a little shy.
It was still more than August, and the scorching heat in the south had not passed. The Shura field was extremely sweltering. Before the real killing and elimination had begun, people had already died of malaria, and only thirty-seven of the fifty people were left.
Towards the end of the year, some people could not hold on and committed suicide, some were beaten to death while trying to escape, and there were thirty-seven people left.
The outside world is celebrating the New Year happily, and gongs, drums, and firecrackers are ringing densely throughout the streets and alleys. And the Shura Field has begun the final elimination.
Six people from each group were assigned by drawing lots, and the five groups were imprisoned in a closed stone room for three days and three nights.
Hua Ruyan and Jing Che were not in the same group. Before going in, she held Jing Che's hand: "Xiao Shiba, we will come out."
"Um."
After three days and three nights, the cave in the stone chamber was opened, and the survivors from several other stone chambers came out, but there was no movement in the stone chamber where Jingche was alone.
Si Ming waited for a long time, then stepped forward to see what was going on. The girl inside was half-kneeling on the ground with her back on her back, her long hair stained with blood and extremely messy.
In front of her were five neat corpses, with incomplete limbs found and put together meticulously. The light that was brought in hit her face, which turned white and red, as if singing a play.
Si Ming glanced at it and said lightly: "Congratulations."
He thought she collapsed during the three days and three nights of fighting, and then at the end, Jingche stood up slowly and replied, "Thank you."
This year...is finally over.
The five people who survived out of the two hundred people, including Jing Che and Hua Ruyan, officially became members of the Hidden Word Army.
One day later, Si Ming said to Jing Che, "As a reward for this year, you can have one day of free time."
"I don't need freedom." Jing Che, who was twisting the wick of the candle that was burning to the end, calmly refused.
"It's the Chinese New Year outside, it's very lively." Si Ming said.
Jing Che raised his face to look at the person's face, paused for a moment and changed his words: "Okay."
Si Ming took her to Dilu City, which is not far from the Imperial Capital. It is a small city near the south. There are not many people and it is not prosperous, but as Si Ming said, it is very lively.
But this excitement made Jing Che at a loss. She stood under the archway at the entrance of the market, Si Ming stood beside her, and she suddenly stopped and did not dare to go inside.
"Forget it, let's go." Jing Che turned away and started to walk back.
But Si Ming insisted on stopping her: "When you go out in the future, you must learn to integrate into a normal life."
Jing Che's body stiffened. She stared at the past. The rows of lanterns in her sight stretched out, becoming more and more hazy. The noise in her ears was chaotic. There was popularity everywhere, and she seemed to have never felt this kind of thing in her life.
Became popular.
She thought she had successfully forged herself into a heartless person, but at this moment, the overwhelming sense of shame came up and seemed to drown her. She did not dare to enter the crowd because she had killed so many people.
She was included in the list of sinners, and she felt that the eyes looking at her everywhere were like a kind of judgment, wanting to condemn her and behead her.
She shook her head vigorously, with a hint of young girlish timidity on her face, but Si Ming forcefully took her arm and walked towards the market.
Outside Dilu City, a giant sword shuttled down from the black clouds and slowly landed in the dense woods.
A sound heron jumped out of the woods and was intercepted by a man.
After reading the letter inside, he said: "Sword Master, the secret letter said that Zuo Tingzhi has been secretly transferred to the Dilu City Inn."