Spear Stab to Break the Enemy

017 Spear Stab to Break the Enemy

Those people's faces gradually turned ferocious, their eyes bloodshot, like wild beasts, their throats emitting dull, low growls.

All the way, it was basically Old Zhao who did the fighting. Before Ming Shu could borrow the power of the Demonic Spirit in the stone tower, he had no combat ability.

He only had a little practical combat experience.

However, with the small green stone tower on him, he felt more confident.

These fearless guys, Old Zhao could put them to sleep with a gentle finger. He hoped they could have a good sleep.

He hoped everything would be back to normal tomorrow.

Old Zhao could deal with four or five people at once. Coincidentally, these thugs who were usually loitering at the street corners were generally in groups of three to five.

At most, they had a club in their hands, not a single iron weapon. After Old Zhao took down a group of four, Ming Shu also picked up two clubs from the ground.

Although the battle between Ming Shu and Old Zhao was fierce, their progress was limited, and they weren't moving fast.

However, on Chong Li's side, after receiving support from the County Magistrate, they had received news passed on by Second Senior Brother, a tip-off from Earl Ying, to deal with several forbidden areas first.

Only half of the County Magistrate's yamen runners were on duty. The others had likely lost control due to insufficient strength and having taken the Ximen Family's medicine.

This situation was far more serious than the County Magistrate had initially predicted.

The available manpower was insufficient to deal with several targets simultaneously. Therefore, they could only concentrate their forces and deal with them one by one.

Ming Shu and Old Zhao were being chased by those hoodlums in the city, as if they were lost.

The city had completely descended into chaos.

The County Magistrate, Chong Li, and Ren Yuan, along with the advisor and yamen runners, mainly those not from the Ximen Family, joined forces with several other families, assembling dozens of Martial Artists and over two hundred household guards. They relied on the meager resources of each family to barely resist the erosion of the strange power in the air.

This prevented the mortal guards and household guards from also falling into a state of losing control.

There was strength in numbers, and their combat power seemed passable. They collectively charged towards the nearest brothel, which had already descended into complete chaos and madness.

The scene was utterly chaotic: smashing, destruction, tearing, screaming, even roaring. The once beautifully decorated brothel had become dilapidated and messy.

Chong Li and Ren Yuan rushed inside, breaking all the way to the innermost part, opening a secret passage underground. Along the way, they knocked down over a dozen guards and handed them over to the yamen runners behind to be locked up.

They were in a hurry to go down and see how the so-called forbidden areas were used to raise ghosts, how much was left, and if there were any valuable clues.

Meanwhile, Ming Shu and the others, lost, arrived at the entrance of the gambling house he had observed several times that morning.

In the gambling house, most people had gone to the Ximen Family. Although the interior had also become chaotic and disorganized.

However, there were still a few third-tier Martial Artists left. And they didn't seem to have gone mad.

Although they were dressed as people from the Great Jin Dynasty, their eyes and demeanor immediately gave off a strong sense of being foreign.

They were Barbarians.

The moment Old Zhao and Ming Shu entered the gambling house, they made eye contact, their tacit understanding evident.

The pursuing enemies behind them were not something Old Zhao took to heart. Only these Barbarian scouts in front of them were the real formidable foes.

Ming Shu and Old Zhao closed the main door, blocking the hoodlums outside. They were all people who had lost control, and without their two targets, they didn't have the intention to force their way into the gambling house.

Ming Shu and the other had only attracted them over to prevent them from indiscriminately attacking other mortals.

The people who had lost control in the city were actually a minority. Some people were still fine, while others had fallen into a coma.

Such a major incident involving over a hundred thousand people had occurred only a few times in the thousand-year history of the Great Jin Dynasty. If it wasn't handled properly, not only would the County Magistrate's career end, but the big bosses of the entire faction behind him would also suffer.

Therefore, the big bosses of this faction in the Academy were definitely on their way. Ming Shu and the others needed more time.

And to minimize the losses to the best of their ability.

Behind the few third and fourth-tier Martial Artists sat a fifth-tier Barbarian warrior. His eyes were sinister and fierce. After confirming Old Zhao's strength, he directly drew his saber and attacked.

He leaped up and charged towards Old Zhao.

When Old Zhao had exchanged glances with Ming Shu just now, they had tacitly divided their tasks.

Old Zhao, with his rich combat experience, would first deal with the scouts below the fifth tier. Ming Shu would be responsible for holding off the leader.

Demonic Spirit · Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, activate! Ming Shu instantly gained immense power.

The two wooden sticks in his hands also felt different.

One was like a javelin, and Ming Shu forcefully threw it out, meeting the fifth-tier Barbarian leader who was leaping over.

A sharp tearing sound echoed. The man in mid-air couldn't dodge. Relying on the saber in his hand, he chopped down head-on.

He split the wooden stick in half. But it didn't stop its momentum. The split wooden stick still hit his body, sending him flying back.

Ming Shu, meanwhile, swung the remaining wooden stick and charged forward.

Old Zhao had already snatched a saber from one of the men and killed one with a swing. The suppression of his realm allowed him to dodge several dangerous attacks amidst the encirclement of several people in an instant.

Ming Shu didn't look at the situation over there; his own situation was the most dangerous.

Relying on the spear and staff techniques provided by the Demonic Spirit, he actively launched an attack.

Of the four skills, only two could still be used. Aura and Group Formation Borrowing Strength had no conditions for use now.

As for Spear Stab to Break the Enemy and Pagoda Protection, they required seizing the right moment. They could only be used at the most critical junctures for maximum efficiency.

The leader slammed into the wall, using the impact to redirect his force. He continued to swing his blade at Ming Shu. He was indeed a scout leader capable of leading a team deep into enemy territory; his adaptability and combat strength were formidable.

His experience and insights in combat were also profound.

However, he didn't possess any aura of a Demon Beast Spirit, Ghost Spirit, or Demonic Spirit. For them to travel south and infiltrate Great Jin Dynasty cities, they needed to avoid checkpoints. They were especially wary of encountering Sorcerers from the Sky-Toppling Observatory, as their qi-gazing techniques were extremely sensitive.

Therefore, they could only send these Martial Artists who had only cultivated the Way of Martial Arts.

They were still guarding this place. Ming Shu didn't know what other schemes they had, but no matter what, he had to quickly go to the forbidden area below to assess the situation.

If they had set up any measures to take the entire city down with them, he had to destroy it beforehand. Otherwise, countless people could be in danger at any moment.

Ming Shu, relying on the strength of the Demonic Spirit, was temporarily fighting the leader to a draw.

This bought precious time for Old Zhao. He had already defeated the rest of them, killing a few and capturing two.

He turned to join the pincer attack.

The first and second floors of the gambling house were further shattered by their fight.

Various gambling tools were scattered across the floor.

Thick clouds obscured the sun outside, while the indoor lights were dim.

Rushing against time, a hint of alarm arose in Ming Shu's heart.

He instantly unleashed the skill Spear Stab to Break the Enemy. Seizing the opportunity as Old Zhao attacked and engaged the enemy, he thrust his staff through the leader's shoulder, pinning him to a pillar.

Old Zhao took the chance to knock away his weapon and disable his hands, minimizing his combat effectiveness to the greatest extent possible.