The Effect of the Lin Word Incantation

Compared to Wu Ming killing two people within three moves, Ma Liu and Sun Wang were already four or five moves into their respective fights with three opponents each. Their situations were dire. Sun Wang was barely managing to dodge around the courtyard pillars, while Ma Liu had already taken a knife to his lower back, drawing blood. He could only roar in anger as he forcefully swung his blade, defending his close range.

In that brief moment, the turn of events at Wu Ming's location shocked the entire scene.

The six people surrounding Ma Liu and Sun Wang all paused their movements for a moment, utterly astonished by the sudden deaths of Zhao Hong and the other man. This also gave Ma Liu and Sun Wang a brief respite.

"What's going on?!"

Among the three men surrounding Hu Yong, Liu Chuan, who wielded a broad-bladed saber, frowned. Sensing the change in the situation behind him, he immediately drew his saber and retreated, abandoning Hu Yong and stepping towards Wu Ming.

Noticing Zhao Hong and the other man lying in a pool of blood, Liu Chuan looked at Wu Ming, a young man holding the Crimson Serpent Spear. He couldn't help but knit his brows. Zhao Hong and the other man were seasoned veterans who had experienced many bloody battles, yet they had died to a mere youngster within a few moves?

"Wu Ming?"

As Liu Chuan withdrew, Hu Yong, who had been surrounded by three opponents, now faced only two. He instantly gained a chance to breathe and noticed the situation unfolding in the distance. He was equally astonished.

He had sparred with Wu Ming before and knew that Wu Ming's spear techniques were fluid and skillful, seamlessly integrated, and possessed great spiritual depth, making him stronger than the average martial artist. However, Wu Ming was still young. Facing such a bloody battle, he might have an advantage in a one-on-one fight, but Hu Yong couldn't see any chance of victory in a one-against-three situation. Yet, the result was that in just a short moment, Wu Ming had killed two people in quick succession!

This was not the strength Wu Ming had displayed during their spars.

"You actually killed two of our brothers. You'll go down to accompany them."

Liu Chuan sneered.

He didn't know how Wu Ming had killed Zhao Hong and the other man, but judging by the level of blood energy, Wu Ming was at most at the First Blood Forging stage. He, however, had already reached Second Blood Forging, and personally dealing with Wu Ming was considered showing him enough respect.

Swish.

Liu Chuan's footwork was peculiar. With a diagonal step and a slash, he crossed more than half the courtyard in an instant, arriving directly in front of Wu Ming. He raised his saber and slashed at Wu Ming. Both his movement technique and saber technique were swift and sharp, with no flaws!

The power he unleashed was incomparable to Zhao Hong and the others. The long saber chopped down ferociously, carrying a fierce gust of wind. One could even clearly hear the buzzing sound of the air vibrating.

"Second Blood Forging."

Facing Liu Chuan's attack, Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had sparred with Hu Yong and knew that martial artists at the Second Blood Forging stage had a three-point advantage in strength and physique, as well as faster speed. Furthermore, their skin membranes were tougher. With leather armor, they could even withstand some of his moves. Even with his Microscopic Perception, which gave him a three-point advantage in technique, it would be difficult to determine a winner without dozens or even hundreds of exchanges.

The current situation was perilous and brooks no delay. Hu Yong, with one less enemy, could still hold on. Ma Liu and Sun Wang, facing three opponents each, were precariously close to death, likely to fall within a few moves. Wu Ming knew he couldn't hold back now.

Since it's Second Blood Forging, then...

Wu Ming thrust his spear upwards, clashing with Liu Chuan's broad-bladed saber. Then, his mind instantly entered a state of deep concentration, and his eyes suddenly became profound. He instantly activated the Lin Word Incantation.

Liu Chuan parried the spear with his saber, gauging Wu Ming's strength. Confirming that it was indeed only at the First Blood Forging level, he prepared to rely on his Second Blood Forging physique and strength to break through Wu Ming's spear path with a single saber strike, killing Wu Ming swiftly.

But before he could make his move, he suddenly felt his mind go blank, as if a bronze bell had suddenly struck beside his ear. A dull buzzing filled his eardrums, causing him to feel dizzy and the world to spin.

Lin Word Incantation!

Immovable, true self descends, striking the heart!

Caught off guard, having endured Wu Ming's "Lin" Word Incantation's shock, Liu Chuan fell into chaos. But he was, after all, a fierce bandit who had experienced countless bloody battles. Even though his spirit suffered a severe impact and his head throbbed intensely, he instinctively unleashed three saber strikes.

Triple Mountain Barrier!

These three strikes were faster than the last, swift as lightning, and echoed each other, forming a tenacious defensive posture, like immense mountains.

However, these three strikes, unleashed hastily and instinctively, were naturally riddled with openings in front of Wu Ming and were utterly useless.

A flash of spear light.

Pfft.

Liu Chuan staggered back several steps. He held his broad-bladed saber in his right hand and covered his throat with his left. His mind was still in a haze, and his eyes stared blankly at Wu Ming in front of him.

He tried to open his mouth to say something, but no sound came out. Only blood gushed forth.

What just happened?

A hidden weapon? Poison?

Liu Chuan couldn't comprehend the change he had just experienced. It was as if someone had suddenly hit him with a blunt club, completely catching him off guard. In his confusion, he could only use the "Triple Mountain Barrier" to defend, but the saber moves unleashed in that state were clearly full of flaws and were seized by Wu Ming. With just one move, his throat, a vital point, was pierced.

No matter how tough his Second Blood Forging physique was, how proficient his saber techniques, or how swift his movement, he was still just flesh and blood. No matter how resilient his Second Blood Forging skin membrane was, it couldn't resist the piercing thrust of the Crimson Serpent Spear.

Bang.

Liu Chuan stumbled two steps and finally fell to the ground. His eyes were fixed on the night sky, unblinking in death.

"This is the power of the Lin Word Incantation. As expected, even Second Blood Forging can't resist it. Although it won't cause immediate spiritual damage and render them unable to resist, it will cause an instant shock, making it difficult to resist..."

Wu Ming was not surprised by this outcome.

The Lin Word Incantation was a secret technique evolved from the Black Emperor's Demon Subduing Diagram, containing supreme mystery, far beyond his current spear technique. Although the opponent was a skilled Second Blood Forging expert, his death on the spot was not unjust.

After unleashing the Lin Word Incantation and dispatching Liu Chuan with three spear thrusts, Wu Ming didn't pause at all. Holding the Crimson Serpent Spear, he charged forward, directly attacking the third person who had previously attacked him.

That evil bandit watched Liu Chuan fall, his face filled with horror. Wu Ming's successive kills of Zhao Hong and the other man had already filled him with dread. Now, even the Second Blood Forging expert Liu Chuan had died at Wu Ming's hands, and he was beginning to feel fear.

"You..."

Seeing Wu Ming charge at him, he even hesitated to meet the attack. Holding his weapon, he retreated repeatedly, backing away to the eastern side of the house and merging into the battle where three other bandits were surrounding Sun Wang.

Sun Wang was already covered in blood at this point, having sustained several injuries. Although he had managed to avoid vital points, his situation was precarious, and he could fall at any moment. However, with Wu Ming's arrival, the situation immediately changed.

Swish! Swish! Swish!!

Wu Ming took a step and entered the fray. He swung and flicked his Crimson Serpent Spear, unleashing several shots in succession.

The three men surrounding Sun Wang were also shocked. Only one continued to deal with Sun Wang, while the other two turned back to try and block Wu Ming together. But facing Wu Ming's peculiar spear techniques, they were completely unable to parry. After a few brief exchanges, another man was struck in the chest. Although he wore a thick leather armor, Wu Ming's spearhead still pierced directly through his heart!