Becoming a god by following the natural order and seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.

Chapter 13 Blade Cuts, Bones Forged

"All soldiers, follow me to kill!"

Amidst the shattered wreckage of the carriage, Wu Kuang, fully armored, let out a fierce shout and leaped out like a tiger unleashed, rushing straight into the dense forest!

"kill--!"

Chen Sheng had already abandoned his shield and drew his "Frost-Slaying" sword.

Wherever the blade pointed, the previously panicked elite soldiers quickly regained their footing and roared as they charged forward with him.

This time, Chen Sheng no longer held back. With Huang Ren dead, he had no more competitors, but he still needed military merits to pave the way for future promotions.

With Captain Nie personally overseeing the ambush, he believed the chances of victory in this battle were extremely high.

"We've fallen for a trap! It's an ambush! Retreat!"

Deep in the dense forest, the sounds of booming and clashing weapons were incessant, clearly indicating that Nie Yuanliu had already set his sights on the bandit leader. After only a few exchanges, the burly bandit leader screamed in horror and was completely suppressed, leaving him no choice but to hastily order a retreat.

But Nie Yuanliu was a master strategist; how could he allow them to escape?
The dozens of elite officers and soldiers who had realized what was happening were even less likely to give them that chance.

Chen Sheng fully displayed his fierce side, and after several days of arduous training, his swordsmanship and cultivation both improved.

Although it is only a basic sword technique honed in battlefield combat, it is exceptionally well-suited to actual combat. The chopping, slashing, cutting, and slashing techniques are simple and direct, without any fancy tricks. Every strike is aimed at killing, making it extremely efficient.

Ordinary rebels could not last a single blow against him, and even minor leaders in the rebel army were no match for him.

The "Shehan" sword is incomparably sharp, often easily severing the opponent's weapon, followed by a flash of light and a head falling to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the forest descended into chaos.

However, the government troops, having been well-prepared and possessing Nie Yuanliu's terrifying strength, quickly gained an absolute advantage. Their innate true energy was unstoppable, and apart from the bandit leader, no one could withstand a single blow from them.

The rebels quickly began to crumble.

Chen Sheng and Wu Kuang led their respective flanks, relentlessly pursuing and cutting off their retreat. Seeing no hope of escape, a hideous man with a face full of ferocious scars suddenly leaped out from among the rebels, intending to cover their retreat and desperately blocking Chen Sheng, who was charging at the forefront.

He wielded a heavy nine-ringed broadsword, his eyes flashing with ferocity, even bordering on madness. He roared as he lunged at Chen Sheng, the wind whistling through him, his force immense, actually managing to halt Chen Sheng's attack.

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing and sparks flying!
This time, the "Shehan" treasured sword failed to cut through the nine-ringed sword in one fell swoop, only making a small nick in the blade, showing that although the opponent's weapon was not a treasured weapon, its material was still extremely tough.

What made Chen Sheng even more alarmed was the opponent's violent power, which seemed to overwhelm him. The collision caused his arm to go numb slightly, and he took a half step back.

Mid-Foundation Establishment Stage, Bone Forging Realm Martial Master!

Since Chen Sheng began practicing the "Golden Bell Body Forging Method," his strength had far surpassed that of his peers, allowing him to lift a 700-pound stone lock. Yet, he was being suppressed in terms of strength, demonstrating the extent of his opponent's power.

Knowing he had encountered a formidable foe, Chen Sheng's gaze sharpened, and he dared not be careless in the slightest.

The swordplay suddenly shifted, transforming hardness into skill. Simple variations of basic sword techniques were executed with ease, whether slashing, parrying, sweeping, or blocking, each move steady and solid, leaving no room for error.

Although the scarred man was incredibly strong, he was also quite fast. The heavy broadsword moved with incredible speed in his hands, keeping up with the speed at which Chen Sheng changed his moves.

"clang!"

"Oh!"

"Qiang!"

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than ten blows. The flashing blades and overflowing energy turned the surrounding area into a death zone, and the soldiers dared not step forward rashly, for fear of disturbing Chen Sheng.

Despite being slightly on the defensive amidst the opponent's relentless onslaught, Chen Sheng remained composed and steadily withstood each deadly attack.

After a stalemate of several dozen breaths, Chen Sheng keenly sensed that the opponent's strength and speed were rapidly declining, and the offensive was no longer as fierce as before.

opportunity!

A cold glint flashed in Chen Sheng's eyes. How could he let such a golden opportunity slip by? He spotted an obvious opening in his opponent's defenses, swung his blade, and skillfully parried the incoming nine-ringed sword, leaving his chest wide open!

The next moment, Chen Sheng's blood and qi surged and poured into the "Cold-Sealing" blade without reservation!
A streak of dark, cold light flashed past like a venomous snake emerging from its hole!

"Pfft——!"

The dull thud of a sharp weapon slicing through flesh and bone was heard.

The scarred man froze abruptly, his madness quickly replaced by horror and disbelief. His left shoulder and chest had been almost cleaved open by that knife!
He didn't even have time to utter a scream before he fell heavily backward to the ground, his blood instantly staining the withered leaves beneath him.

Chen Sheng slowly sheathed his sword, his chest heaving as he exhaled a long breath.

Although the battle was short, it was extremely dangerous, making it arguably the strongest enemy he had ever faced. If he hadn't had a solid foundation, skillful swordsmanship, and a sharp blade, he probably wouldn't have been able to defeat them.

"His swordsmanship is solid, and his adaptability in battle is good."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the side.

Chen Sheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Wu Kuang had been leaning against a large tree not far away, watching the battle with his arms crossed and a look of surprise and admiration on his face.

"Commander!"

Chen Sheng quickly cupped his hands in greeting.

Wu Kuang nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the gruesome corpse on the ground, then looking Chen Sheng up and down, and said, "Your combat strength is no less than that of an ordinary Bone Forging Realm cultivator."

"This person is actually a Bone Forging Martial Master?"

Chen Sheng feigned surprise as he looked at the corpse.

"Not necessarily."

Wu Kuang shook his head. "Judging from his final signs of exhaustion and weak qi and blood, he most likely took a potent drug like the 'Bloodthirst Pill' to forcibly stimulate his potential and gain power comparable to the Bone Forging Realm in a short period of time. In fact, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a pseudo-Bone Forging Realm."

He had actually been watching the battle from the sidelines for a long time, and had arrived as soon as Chen Sheng and the other side were locked in a stalemate.

However, he saw that Chen Sheng was gradually gaining control of the game, so he did not intervene. Such a life-or-death struggle between evenly matched opponents is the best way to hone one's skills. Since the outcome was already decided, he was happy to let Chen Sheng take this opportunity to be tempered.

"I see."

Chen Sheng suddenly realized that he had naturally heard of the "Blood Explosion Pill," which was also kept in reserve in the army. It was used to fight for one's life in desperate situations. Although it could produce a short burst of power after being taken, the cost was extremely high and it could easily damage one's foundation. Ordinary people would never use it lightly.

"Is the war over?" Chen Sheng asked, changing the subject.

"The remaining bandits are being wiped out; only a few can escape. Captain Nie has personally gone to pursue the bandit leader..." Before Wu Kuang could finish speaking, a rapid whooshing sound suddenly came from afar!
The two of them looked up at the same time—

A figure in black armor was seen rushing from the depths of the forest. His movements were as swift as lightning. Each time his toes lightly touched the branches and leaves, he would leap several feet away as if walking on flat ground. It was as if he were flying through the air. In the blink of an eye, he was already close by!
It was none other than Nie Yuanliu.

At this moment, he held a gun in his right arm, the tip still wet with blood, while in his left hand he carried a blood-soaked package, the contents of which were now self-evident.

(End of this chapter)