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Chapter 127 Lü Weiping

In front of the camp.

Wu Ming and Yan Chuyu continued to clash.

Despite Yan Chuyu's relentless attacks, he was unable to break through Yan Chuyu's gun circle. When Yan Chuyu seized an opportunity to counterattack, Yan Chuyu nimbly dodged his attacks, and the situation became a stalemate.

After exchanging dozens of blows, Wu Ming flicked his spear and deflected Yan Chuyu's sword once more, saying, "Miss Chuyu, it seems our martial arts are evenly matched. If we try to force a winner, it will likely draw blood. I think we should stop here and call it a draw. What do you say?"

"Row."

Yan Chuyu also understood that with her current abilities, it would be difficult to determine a winner between her and Wu Ming unless they went to fight to the death. But no matter how obsessed she was with martial arts, there was no need for her to have a life-or-death battle with Wu Ming for no reason.

Moreover, Wu Ming's marksmanship had indeed earned her approval and admiration. After all, Wu Ming was two or three years younger than her, yet he had already mastered marksmanship to this level, which was truly impressive.

Swish.

Wu Ming and Yan Chuyu simultaneously withdrew their attacks and stepped back.

"Your gun is good, I approve of it. No wonder even the discerning Lord Liu took a liking to you... Hmm, you're new to the camp and not familiar with it. You fought with me for a round, so I'll teach you a thing or two. Come and partner with me tomorrow, what do you think?"

Yan Chuyu sheathed her sword, raised her chin at Wu Ming, and looked at him with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.

After listening to Yan Chuyu's words, Wu Ming thought for a moment and nodded:

"Row."

Although this was his first time visiting the border camp, he was quite familiar with the situation. Those responsible for hunting monsters here were mostly martial artists with a blood coagulation level of three or higher. Ordinary, weaker martial artists with a blood coagulation level of three would usually travel in groups of three or more to deal with troublesome situations or to bring back the monsters after they were dealt with.

Top-tier three-stage blood coagulation warriors like Yan Chuyu usually travel in pairs. No matter how strong they are, they almost never act alone because the situation at the border is complex. There always needs to be someone to cooperate with them, whether it's transporting supplies or relaying messages. If one person encounters any trouble, it's easy for them to be unable to leave their post.

With Wu Ming's strength, he was confident enough to act alone. However, as Yan Chuyu said, he was indeed unfamiliar with this place. As the only daughter of Yan Yuntian, the head of the Demon Suppression Division, Yan Chuyu was a trustworthy person with decent strength. It was appropriate to go with her on the first mission.

"Okay, then I won't bother you any longer. You get some rest, and we'll set off tomorrow."

Yan Chuyu was very straightforward. After saying something to Wu Ming, she turned around and left quickly.

Wu Ming watched Yan Chuyu leave, then casually glanced at the main camp out of the corner of his eye. He noticed that at least dozens of eyes were watching them, but he didn't care. He turned around and walked back to his tent.

Sitting down at the table, Wu Ming weighed the black iron spear in his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face. He began to recall his confrontation with Yan Chuyu. Because he hadn't used his microscopic perception, he had relied entirely on his martial arts techniques and the Thunderclap Spear Technique, which he had mastered to the sixth move, to fight her. Now, upon careful reflection, he could see that there were still some flaws in the confrontation.

"Leaving aside the Taoist principles for the moment, martial arts certainly cannot be developed in isolation. I have been stuck on the seventh move of my Thunderclap Spear Technique for a long time. Now, after experiencing a real battle, I have a deeper understanding of the sixth move, and it seems that I can also touch upon the seventh move."

After repeatedly analyzing the entire confrontation, Wu Ming felt that he had gained a deeper understanding of marksmanship, the principle of combining strength and gentleness, and the mystery of the Thunderclap Spear Technique.

Martial arts training is indeed a process of honing skills; without tempering and refinement, one cannot become a master. Reaching the pinnacle of martial arts through self-cultivation alone is almost impossible. Only through repeated real battles can one gradually uncover the highest mysteries of martial arts.

that's it,
After repeatedly refining the Thunderclap Spear Technique, Wu Ming felt he had made considerable progress. He didn't stop until evening, after having dinner, and then rested on his bed. He didn't practice the Thunder Technique, but instead used the "Lin" character technique to guard his mind.

This camp was indeed different from the city. The entire camp was filled with intense, fiery blood energy. Wu Ming's primordial spirit was not yet able to leave his body and travel in broad daylight at noon. He was also somewhat restricted in this camp because there were too many martial artists who had achieved three blood coagulations, and there were even more than one who had achieved four blood coagulations nearby. It was extremely uncomfortable for his primordial spirit to leave his body.

Silent all night.

The next day,

At dawn, Wu Ming got up from his bed and went to the mess hall in the camp.

As a border camp of Jingye City, the people stationed here are all experts and important figures, so their food and treatment are naturally different. Demon meat and spirit rice are provided free of charge. Wu Ming is now a respectable person and does not need to eat and drink extravagantly. After taking a meal, he found a corner to sit down and enjoy it slowly.

One after another, martial arts masters from the camp came and went. Wu Ming didn't recognize most of them; they were all from the Demon Suppression Division. Occasionally, he recognized some of them, such as a young man in plain clothes who walked in at that moment. He looked somewhat similar to Wang Wufeng.

"Wang Wuzheng".

Wu Ming slowly enjoyed his meal, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the table.

This was actually the first time he had met Wang Wuzheng. Perhaps Wang Wuzheng had been secretly watching him for a long time, but this was indeed the first time he had seen Wang Wuzheng in person. However, Wu Ming's expression remained normal, and he did not show any unusual behavior.

Wang Wuzheng, however, remained calm upon seeing Wu Ming, though his expression couldn't help but subtly change. He quickly regained his composure, nodded slightly to Wu Ming, and said, "We are both in the Shenxing Division, and I have long admired Lord Wu's name. It is a pleasure to finally meet you today." "I have also long heard of Lord Wang's name."

After hearing this, Wu Ming gave Wang Wuzheng a calm reply.

The two exchanged only a greeting and said nothing more. Wang Wuzheng quickly turned around to get his food, leaving many people casting strange glances at Wu Ming.

Someone approached Wu Ming with a smile and greeted him: "Brother Wu, I am Sun Fei from the Demon Suppression Division. Greetings... Yesterday, Brother Wu and Lord Yan sparred. Your spear skills were truly amazing. I admire you greatly."

"Brother Wu, my name is Hu Mo. Greetings."

……

Quite a few people took the initiative to greet Wu Ming, intending to make his acquaintance.

In this border camp, if Wu Ming were simply talented and strong, he might not have attracted so many people to befriend him. The main reason is that Wu Ming is also a disciple of Liu Muyuan, the head of the Cautious Punishment Division. He has both great talent and a powerful background.

of course.

Some were interested in making friends, while others were less polite and subtly showed hostility.

"Lord Wu's skills are indeed remarkable, but I've heard that his aptitude for blood condensation is somewhat lacking. It will likely be much more difficult for him to condense blood energy and break through to higher realms in the future. Compared to us, he should pay more attention to nourishing himself in his daily life."

A somewhat untimely voice rang out.

The young man carrying a horizontal sword, wielding the same weapon as Yan Chuyu, was Lü Weiping, one of the most outstanding young talents of the Demon Suppression Division. He and Yan Chuyu were from the same school, disciples of Yan Yuntian. He stepped into the tent, glanced at Wu Ming with a calm expression, and casually said.

He had long admired his junior sister Yan Chuyu for many years. It could be said that from the day he entered the Demon Suppression Division, he was attracted to Yan Chuyu at first sight. He worked hard and strived to become one of the most outstanding talents in the Demon Suppression Division, all for Yan Chuyu. He only wanted to win Yan Chuyu's favor and then propose marriage to Yan Yuntian when he reached the fourth level of Blood Coagulation.

However, Yan Chuyu was so engrossed in martial arts that she had no interest in other trivial matters, so Lü Weiping could only hide his true feelings. But Yan Chuyu's encounter with Wu Ming yesterday made him wary and greatly increased his hostility towards Wu Ming.

He knew Yan Chuyu's personality well. It was normal for him to spar with others. Almost every famous expert in the camp had been challenged by Yan Chuyu. However, Lu Weiping didn't care about Yan Chuyu's interactions with ordinary people. But Wu Ming was different. Wu Ming not only had extraordinary martial arts talent, but he was also Liu Muyuan's only personal disciple in Jingye City!
In Lü Weiping's eyes, no one else had any chance of getting close to Yan Chuyu, but Wu Ming was not only talented and strong enough, but also had a high social status. So, he naturally couldn't ignore him.

at this time,

As soon as Lü Weiping spoke, the room fell silent, and many people turned to look at him.

In front of everyone, suddenly saying that Wu Ming's blood condensation aptitude was only average was clearly a sore point, carrying a hint of provocation. Some of the older patrol officers of the Demon Suppression Division, upon seeing that the speaker was Lü Weiping, quickly understood the reason and their gazes towards Lü Weiping and Wu Ming became more interested.

It's normal for the younger generation to be jealous and competitive, which is not surprising at all. Especially between Lü Weiping and Wu Ming, one is a disciple of Yan Yuntian, the head of the Demon Suppression Division, and the other is a disciple of Liu Muyuan, the head of the Cautious Punishment Division. They are exactly like needles and wheat awns.

"You look somewhat unfamiliar."

Wu Ming ate his food, his expression unchanged. He glanced at Lü Weiping and said calmly.

"This is Lü Weiping!"

Lu Weiping snorted coldly and walked to another table next to him to sit down.

"Oh."

Wu Ming put the last piece of demon meat in his mouth, then took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, gave a nonchalant reply, and slowly got up and left the tent.

Seeing Wu Ming's attitude, Lü Weiping's face immediately turned ugly, and he said coldly, "What do you mean by this, Lord Wu? Are you looking down on me? I've heard that you are a master of spearmanship. How about we have a match?"

"Lord Lü, please have your meal first."

Wu Ming walked straight out of the tent without stopping, and said a few words indifferently without turning his head.

Upon hearing this, a glint of fire flashed in Lü Weiping's eyes. He was about to lash out, but he saw that Wu Ming had already left the tent. If he got up to chase after him now, it would be too embarrassing in front of everyone. So he could only suppress his anger, force himself to calm down, and call over a servant in a nonchalant tone, instructing him to bring out the spirit rice and demon meat.

In the tent,
Many people felt it was a pity that Wu Ming and Lü Weiping did not fight on the spot, as there was no excitement to watch, so they dispersed. However, Wang Wuzheng, who was sitting in the corner, seemed to be deep in thought as he watched this scene.

He could naturally guess the origin of Lü Weiping's hostility towards Wu Ming. Although he had no interest in Yan Chuyu, a wild woman who was crazy and only knew how to fight and was not gentle at all, her status as Yan Yuntian's only daughter could indeed attract many covetous people. In the future, if he wanted to deal with Wu Ming, he could try to win over Lü Weiping.

　I overslept, so the next chapter will be a little late.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)