From the Dragon and Tiger Cavalry to Hunting Sins and Becoming Saints

Chapter 112 Mission

Fu Que gripped the Embroidered Spring Blade he brought from Gaoyang County in his left hand, while holding the combat blade in his right, his eyes focused intently.

There were no obvious movements, not even changes in breathing.

Fu Que shifted his feet, his figure moving so fast it was almost a blur, without any sound of air being cut, his blade flashing like lightning, slashing swiftly in an instant.

Fu Que, who views wind elemental power as a medium rather than a true attribute power, develops a combat strategy that is vastly different from that of ordinary wind-type true qi martial artists. He focuses solely on using airflow as a support rather than as the main attack.

After several extremely faint cutting sounds, several smooth, mirror-like cuts appeared on the training stake.

Fu Que slowly sheathed his sword, and the swirling moon blade, like swallows returning to their nests, disappeared completely into the soft sheaths on both sides of his waist.

Through continuous and arduous practice, Fu Que's proficiency in multitasking has become increasingly high. He can now maintain his peak combat power while simultaneously controlling four Moon Wheel Blades, although this consumes extra energy and shortens the combat time.

However, it can genuinely enhance Fu Que's combat power significantly. In some missions, he doesn't even need to take action himself; he can defeat enemies simply by relying on the spinning moon wheel blade.

Right now, I should be able to kill the me who just entered Yuntai Mansion within three minutes. If fighting simultaneously, I can also easily handle three versions of myself from before.

I don't know how much my current strength differs from that of a true Qi Refining Warrior. Based on my total combat score, I can't even invite a veteran Qi Refining Warrior to spar with me.

"Fu Que, come out, there's a new combat mission!"

Just then, someone suddenly shouted at the entrance of the training ground.

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"The mission this time is simple. A village near the bay was massacred. Based on the remains and remaining clues, it was done by a martial artist who practiced blood magic. Because he is an alien, the combat mission was assigned to us."

The squad's sergeant said coldly, "Intelligence indicates that the martial artists are hiding in this water fortress. Our objective is to kill all resistance fighters on the spot."

"Is there a problem?"

he asks.

Although he was asking questions, the sergeant's eyes were fixed on Fu Que.

During this period of learning and task execution, Fu Que's meticulousness, focus, and obedience have been unanimously recognized.

As a tiger cub, Fu Que has been traveling between various squads in the 10th Company to carry out missions these days, and has therefore become well-known to many sergeant majors. Many sergeant majors have recognized this newcomer who has just arrived in the 10th Company.

In the overall ranking of all tiger cubs in the Yuntai Prefecture Tiger Cavalry Battle Group, Fu Que has consistently hovered around the top ten. This ranking is based on a year's worth of data, demonstrating the high value of Fu Que's ranking.

As always, Fu Que remained silent.

The target information, geographical location, and suspicious persons have been entered into the Tiger Riders' unique identification cards.

An hour later.

Fu Que mounted the Fengxing motorcycle, which could travel through complex terrain, and followed the squad's sergeant major toward the target location.

As for the attack plan, it was unbelievably simple: charge in head-on, kill any who resisted, capture the target, and then... that was it.

The Fengxing motorcycle is equipped with a circular matrix and cleverly incorporates a talisman system, making it even more violent and swift than the professional two-wheeled motorcycles that Fu Que had seen in his previous life.

Fu Que maneuvered the motorcycle, the power of the wind element causing the oncoming airflow to automatically divert, the surrounding scenery rushing past at high speed, his black cloak fluttering behind him, and the matrix core emitting a deep hum.

This outfit and his current identity gave Fu Que an unprecedented thrill. Damn, even the Blademaster couldn't compare.

As his body rose and fell with the locomotive, Fu Que thought to himself that road construction needed to catch up.

The sun was high in the sky, casting a golden-red glow on the river.

The jagged rocks are adorned with chains and giant logs, and the water flow becomes slightly calmer here. Due to the terrain and the presence of fishing grounds, a group of people have occupied and built a water fortress by force.

Inside the water village, a bonfire blazed brightly.

Several shirtless burly men embraced a disheveled woman, eating and drinking heartily, seemingly chatting and laughing, but their eyes were fixed on a figure wearing a black hood on the guest seat.

"Hahaha, brother, don't panic. It's just a few people killed. We brothers all have dozens of lives on our hands, and we've never seen the government come to wipe us out. Since you've come to my side, I'll naturally protect you."

But...

The leader of the water village had a glint in his eye.

"Don't worry, boss. As long as you can protect me for ten days, once my brother has recovered, you will definitely receive half a dose of Crimson Blood Powder."

The man in the black hood said in a hoarse voice.

His demeanor was completely different from that of the burly men in front of him. He sat cross-legged on the cushion without moving, completely ignoring the fragrant food in front of him and the beautiful woman who was trying to seduce him. He simply spoke in a very calm tone.

"Haha, brother, do you think we're the kind of people who would covet your little thing? But, can you really mass-produce this?"

Another burly man laughed heartily, giving his boss a way out with his laughter.

The Crimson Blood Powder mentioned by this mysterious person is extremely potent, even more effective than the Qi-cultivating pills produced by the time-honored pharmacies in the prefectural city.

What's even more remarkable is that this pill can simultaneously temper the body, achieving twice the result with half the effort. It's also very inexpensive, costing less than one-tenth the price of a common cultivation pill, the Spirit Resting Pill.

"Didn't the third leader see it with his own eyes?"

The man in the black hood chuckled.

"Haha, that's true."

The third leader touched his bald head and glanced at his eldest brother, the meaning of which was self-evident.

This kid is seriously injured right now, and he possesses such a valuable treasure. Should we take advantage of this opportunity to subdue him and keep producing Crimson Blood Powder for them? That way, they can not only use it themselves, but also sell it to make money.

Moreover, it's not a one-off deal, but a continuous source of income.

The leader naturally understood his brother's meaning, but since the other party was new and injured, he was bound to be quite wary. If he really wanted to make a move, it would be a few days later, when the other party would be relaxed and resting...

The man in the black hood had his eyes lowered, seemingly unaware of the thoughts of the bandits beside him, but inwardly he sneered, "You covet my skills, but I covet your vital energy and true qi."

Unorthodox methods may produce quick results, but they also have severe side effects. Once you become addicted, unless you are determined to abandon your foundation and start over, you will be permanently tainted and never be able to get rid of it.

If he hadn't made a mistake while practicing his skills, why would he have had to slaughter an entire village to suppress his rampaging internal energy? He probably would already be being hunted down by now.

I just hope it's government officials, not the Tiger Cavalry, so I can delay a little longer.