Chapter 3: Catching a Blade With Bare Hands
"My last name is Li, and my name is Li Jing. I am really good at a move called 'catching a blade with bare hands' every time," Qiao Mu said, staring carefully at the sharp knife in Butcher Zheng's hand.
"Fully catch a blade with bare hands? What nonsense is that?"
Butcher Zheng frowned and pondered for a moment, then he saw Qiao Mu rushing towards him while he was lost in thought.
"Come, kill me!"
Qiao Mu shouted, then confidently took big steps and lunged towards Butcher Zheng, who was holding a sharp knife, without any hesitation.
He appeared just like a good older brother who disregarded his own life and sought revenge for his younger brother.
However, Butcher Zheng remained unmoved, a smirk appearing on his face.
The younger brother of Qiao Mu, who died in his hands before, looked quite impressive and intimidating at first, which made Butcher Zheng mistakenly believe that Qiao Mu's younger brother had someone to rely on and was not an ordinary person.
What happened in the end?
In the end, Butcher Zheng almost dropped to his knees and begged him not to die.
If it weren't for the fact that the person was really dead, Butcher Zheng would have suspected that the young fellow was trying to scam for money.
Both brothers have the same trick, do you think I will be fooled a second time?
Butcher Zheng didn't dodge at all, he raised a sharp knife and chopped!
There was a loud noise in the area!
The next moment.
Butcher Zheng's face suddenly changed.
"Do you feel fear now that your knife is already in my hand?" Qiao Mu chuckled, coming to a halt in front of Butcher Zheng, his face adorned with the serene smile of a victor.
"Am I afraid? Brother, perhaps you should take a look at your hand before speaking?" Butcher Zheng's face showed mixed emotions.
Just before, he was wondering how this young man who called himself Li Jing would handle a blade with bare hands, and how he should counterattack.
What happened?
In the end, just now he swung his knife, and Qiao Mu didn't evade at all. He even used his hand to directly block his knife!
The butcher's knife struck Qiao Mu's palm right in the middle, slicing it almost in half along the gap between his index and middle fingers. There were obvious bone fragments at the severed part, and blood gushed out.
Qiao Mu lowered his head and looked at his hand, which was cut in half by the butcher's knife. The sharp pain and heavy bleeding made his face turn pale. Then, he mustered the strength to speak through the pain:
"It was indeed to face a blade with bare hands, right?"
"Insane! Both of you are insane!"
Butcher Zheng suddenly realized that he shouldn't waste time talking to the other person and immediately grabbed the butcher knife in his hand and pulled hard….
Didn't budge.
His butcher knife seemed to be stuck in the gap between Qiao Mu's bones, and when it wasn't pulled out this time, it made him lose his balance slightly.
In the next second, a fist quickly enlarged in front of Butcher Zheng's eyes and smashed onto his nose.
Just one punch caused his nose to bleed profusely, and it twisted to one side, like a leak in a soy sauce store, with salty, sour, and spicy flavors all pouring out.
The tremendous force caused Butcher Zheng to stagger, instinctively letting go of the knife handle, and taking two steps back, looking at Qiao Mu with astonishment.
This "Li Jing" is different from the earlier Li Jing's younger brother!
The previous Li Jing brother was basically a decorative pillow, but this "Li Jing" is a young martial artist who has put in hard work and trained his strength!
Just based on the strength of that punch, it couldn't have been thrown by an ordinary person.
"It was my fault… but it won't happen again."
In Butcher Zheng's eyes, a fierce light flashed as he rushed forward with his bare hands, engaging in a fight with Qiao Mu.
Even though he was punched hard in the face, Qiao Mu had one of his hands cut directly in half, his injury was much worse than his.
With such a determined move, Butcher Zheng immediately subdued Qiao Mu, who was left with only one hand to use.
Not long after.
Butcher Zheng leaned on his knees, gasping for breath. At this moment, he was already covered in blood, and at his feet lay another Qiao Mu's lifeless body.
"This guy seeks revenge for his brother fearlessly, he's quite a man… although a bit crazy."
Butcher Zheng wiped the blood off his hands, stepped on Qiao Mu's arm, and struggled to pull out the butcher knife.
Even though he managed to kill "Li Jing," Butcher Zheng still couldn't understand why "Li Jing" chose to "fight with bare hands against a blade."
"That's not important, the important thing is…"
Butcher Zheng reached to his mouth and blew a whistle.
The white dove that had been circling above the forest flew down and landed on a branch in front of Butcher Zheng.
"The situation has changed, if we send out the secret message now, it will mislead the leaders."
Butcher Zheng untied the paper that was tied to the dove's foot and continued writing on the blank part of the paper.
"… There is more than one descendant of the Qiao family! Another descendant of the Qiao family, who calls himself 'Li Jing,' has come to me again."
"His martial arts are also the Qiao family's Long Life Fist, and it is obvious that he has been practicing diligently for several years!"
"Perhaps there is still a branch of the Qiao family remaining in the world."
Just as Butcher Zheng finished writing, his expression froze as he heard footsteps approaching from behind.
"Dare to kill my younger brother Li Jing, come and face your doom!"
He turned around to take a look.
There stood a young man who looked almost identical to Li Jing earlier, only slightly older. He glared at him with a fierce expression.
Butcher Zheng instinctively looked at the opponent's left hand.
His left hand was completely unharmed, not a single scratch.
"Twin brothers, huh? Fine then." Butcher Zheng picked up his butcher knife again, full of murderous intent.
"Kill the young one and attract the old one, this never ends!"
"Since you all want to die, I will kill every last one of you!"
"One comes, one dies. Two come, and I'll kill both!"
………………..
Five minutes later.
Butcher Zheng snapped off another Qiao Mu's head and lay in the forest, gasping continuously.
"Just now I said one comes, one dies, two come, and I'll kill both… but how many are there in the end? Is this ever going to end?"
Butcher Zheng lay in a pile of fallen leaves in the shape of a big letter "X," his arms feeling sore and weak as he took big breaths.
It would be fine if they were just simple twin brothers.
The key is that these Qiao Mu, which look extremely similar, each one is slightly stronger than the previous one.
Their strength has increased, and their martial skills have become more exquisite each time.
Butcher Zheng could still rely on his strength to suppress the first Qiao Mu in the small forest.
But when it came to the second and third Qiao Mu….he started to sweat cold.
Every older twin brother Qiao Mu had improved in physical strength and martial arts.
Just like the one who had just died in his hands, in terms of physical strength alone, he was almost as good as Butcher Zheng!
The two of them struggled for a long time, and Butcher Zheng struggled hard to kill this Qiao Mu again.
But he was already tired.
At this moment, his whole body was injured, covered in blood, and there was even a shocking bloodstained bite mark on his neck. The clothes on his body were also torn in several places, leaving little to the imagination.
Not to mention his own flesh and blood, even the butcher knife in his hand had been used to the point of a dull blade.
"Is it over now?" Butcher Zheng gasped, struggling to stand up from the ground. He looked around and heard a voice behind him:
"No."
The familiar figure once again emerged from the shadows, this time he just appeared and Butcher Zheng clumsily fled.
"You killed me, and you want to run?"
Qiao Mu stomped his foot with force, swiftly gliding forward like a gentle wisp of smoke, easily catching up with Butcher Zheng.
"Don't come any closer!" Butcher Zheng raised the butcher knife and swung it fiercely!
But this time, Qiao Mu simply moved his body slightly to avoid the strike, and at the same time, delivered a powerful chop to the wrist of Butcher Zheng, who was holding the knife, causing him to drop the knife in pain.
<em>Exhales</em>
Qiao Mu's fists were as swift as the wind, directly striking Butcher Zheng's face.
This continuous barrage of punches caused Butcher Zheng's brain to burst, his eyeballs popping out, as if an array of colorful silks unfolded, with red, black, and purple bursting forth.
Butcher Zheng, dead.
