Immortal Master, He Really Is a Demon
Chapter 13

Dragon Wandering Step

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In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed!

Qin Yan's stats soared across the board.

[Qin Yan] [Talent: infinite physique] Strength: 2.6→4.5 Speed: 2.1→4.4 Spirit: 1.9→3.9

Although he had never accurately tested his strength, it definitely exceeded a thousand jin.

What delighted him most was that his swimming and archery skill levels had risen.

[Swimming (Proficient Level): proficiency 2%] Effect: swimming speed increased by 40%, endurance increased by 40%, breath-holding ability increased by 40%.

Besides that, breath-holding had also been separated into a skill of its own.

[Breath-holding (Entry Level): proficiency 10%] [Archery (proficient level): proficiency 5%] Effect: hit rate increased by 20%.

Early that morning, three youths were surrounding and attacking one person. Their teamwork was exceptionally practiced, but they aimed every attack at his lower body.

Qin Yan's mind raced, his eyes constantly tracking the three of them. Light on his feet, he slipped out of the paths of their attacks.

He dodged their attacks with the smallest movements, using pushes, pulls, grapples, and tugs to swiftly dismantle their offensive. At the same time, he disrupted their movements, sending them stumbling to the ground.

About the time it took an incense stick to burn passed.

"No more!"

Song Bao was the first to cry out, dropping onto his backside in a clearing in the woods.

The other two also sprawled out on the ground, utterly heedless of appearances.

[You have continuously dodged enemy attacks and gained an initial understanding of movement techniques. Would you like to name it?]

Qin Yan's eyes lit up. "Just as I suspected."

Skills could not only be learned but also comprehended on one's own.

"I'll name the movement technique Dragon Wandering Step!"

[Dragon Wandering Step (Beginner Level): proficiency 10%.] A skill comprehended by the host through his own insight, running and leaping, and extensive combat against enemies. Effect: evasion increased by 10%, movement speed increased by 20%, endurance increased by 20%.

Amazing, it gave me three passive effects right off the bat!

Qin Yan exclaimed inwardly.

His Dragon Wandering Step drew not only on the footwork he had learned from Unlimited Combat, but also on a wealth of experience with fighting footwork from his previous life.

He hadn't expected the skill he created to be this good.

It used short, nimble movements to dodge an opponent's attacks before closing in to grapple.

After all, attacks on the lower body were what Unlimited Combat did best.

It wasn't bound by any particular method. It made the enemy lose the ability to resist as quickly as possible and at the smallest cost.

In his previous life, he had also needed to keep his sect's core teachings firmly in mind... the criminal code.

But in this world, that no longer seemed necessary.

The world outside the village was far from peaceful, and the Great Li Dynasty he lived in was even less so.

The rule of law was on the verge of collapse. If nothing was done, a change of dynasty might not be far off.

That was also why Qin Yan was so eager to increase his strength.

Without strength, he might not even survive in these chaotic times.

"You three, practice what I taught you!"

Qin Yan looked at the three boys, who had lost all desire to live. During this time, he had taught them quite a few Unlimited Combat techniques, including some basic sanda skills.

In his previous life, he had often watched fighting videos and had also studied boxing and sanda for a while.

It all seemed to have been incorporated into the Unlimited Combat skill.

Now he could even grind his Unlimited Combat proficiency through combat.

"Brother, our little brother was bitten by a dog!"

Just as Qin Yan was drilling the three of them until they had lost all desire to live, Song Bao's younger sister, Song Xiaorui, came running over with tears streaming down her face.

"What! Xiao Fu was bitten by a dog!"

Song Bao's expression changed. He hurried over to his sister and asked anxiously, "What happened?"

"Xiao Fu was playing in the village with the others when he got into an argument with that little bastard from Qiao Shanhe's family. I never thought he'd deliberately set his family's big black dog on him."

Hearing this, even Qin Yan's expression changed.

The Qiao family's big black dog was fat and muscular, and extremely vicious. It had bitten people more than once or twice.

In the worst case, it had bitten off someone's hand and torn a large chunk of flesh from his body.

"I'm going to kill that brat Qiao Leting!"

Song Bao's eyes were red with fury. He immediately wanted to go fight the Qiao family to the death.

But Qin Yan held him back.

"Calm down. Uncle Song will definitely go to the Qiao family to demand justice. Let's see what's happening first."

Reminded by Qin Yan, Song Bao calmed down and nodded firmly.

Outside the Qiao Family residence!

Uncle Song stood there with a knife in his hand, his eyes red as he prepared to fight the Qiao family to the death.

"Song Cheng, the Qiao family isn't a place where you can run wild. Do you really think we brothers wouldn't dare touch you?"

Qiao Shanhe and Qiao Shansheng stared at him coldly, iron-bound long staffs in their hands.

They had worked as hired muscle when they were young and had learned a few moves from others. They weren't afraid of the dirt-scratching farmer before them.

"That beast of yours not only bit off my son's hand, it nearly tore the flesh off his face too.

"You have to give me an explanation for this."

Song Cheng roared.

"An explanation?"

A vicious glint flashed in Qiao Shanhe's eyes. He gave a sinister laugh. "Fine, I'll give you an explanation right now."

He swung the iron-bound staff in his hand sharply into Song Cheng's abdomen, then struck the hand holding the knife.

A crisp crack of breaking bone rang out.

The blow snapped Song Cheng's hand, and he crumpled weakly to the ground.

When Song Cheng's wife saw what they had done to her husband, she rushed forward in a panic to check on him. At the sight of his broken hand, her heart went cold.

"Your family has gone too far! My son's hand was bitten off, and now you've beaten my husband like this."

Song Cheng's wife sank to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

Quite a few people who were on good terms with Song Cheng were furious at the sight.

It was one thing to shave a little money off the price when buying mountain goods, but now they had gone too far.

Several people grabbed weapons and prepared to fight.

The Qiao brothers sneered at the sight. Compared with the brute courage of these men before them,

their long staffs struck fiercely and sharply, quickly knocking several of them to the ground.

The sight also intimidated the villagers watching nearby.

The Qiao brothers were already notorious for their ferocity, and now the villagers were even less willing to step forward.

What's more, the Qiao family had a third brother who was a minor gang leader, even stronger than the two of them.

He also had influence with the constables, so even reporting them to the authorities would be useless.

At the yamen these days, you had to pay silver before you could lodge a complaint against someone. Otherwise, the authorities wouldn't pay any attention.

That alone showed how chaotic the times had become.

Those with money, power, and the biggest fists were the masters.

Ordinary people didn't even have a chance to seek justice, and gradually grew numb to it.

By the time Qin Yan and the others arrived, they saw several people lying on the ground.

"Father!"

Song Bao rushed to his father's side. Seeing his injuries, he was at a loss for what to do.

The onlookers could only sigh and shake their heads. The Song family truly looked rather pitiful.

Seeing the crowd's expressions,

the Qiao brothers looked smug. A bunch of dirt-scratching villagers actually wanted to fight them.

Besides, they had someone backing them. Reporting them to the authorities was useless, and they had even less reason to fear retaliation.

"Qiao Shanhe!"

The old village chief had also hurried over after hearing the news. The scene before him made his face turn livid.

Qiao Shanhe's expression shifted slightly when he saw who had come, but then he sneered.

There wasn't a trace of respect in his eyes.

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