Chapter 21 Help with the Kidnapping

After using the unmanned skill tester to test his internal strength has reached more than 8,000. With the physical combat power, the total combat value has reached more than 9,000, Yang Jun practiced that move from outside the sky in the underground cell every day.

Not only to improve your proficiency in moves, but also to open up the meridians from the Dantian to the right hand through exercises over and over again.

Some people may think that if the internal strength in the dantian is deep, their martial arts will be improved immediately.

Actually, it is not the case!

Dantian is like a teapot.

And arms and legs are the four outlets of the teapot.

A person who has never practiced internal skills is like an empty teapot, with nothing left in the teapot (dantian).

Those who practice internal skills are equivalent to filling some water in a teapot, and the amount of water will increase as the practice goes longer and longer.

But no matter how much water is contained in the teapot, if you want to use it, you have to pass through the water outlet of the teapot. However, the size of the water outlet is limited. Therefore, no matter how much water there is in the teapot, if you want the water in the teapot to pour out more in a moment, you must make the water outlet larger! Otherwise, no matter how much water there is in the teapot, the water poured out in a unit time (which can be understood as a blink of an eye) is only a little bit.

In other words, although Yang Jun's total internal strength increased a lot, because his arms and legs were naturally only a little wider, so there was only a little bit of internal strength that he could really attack.

Perhaps, he stabbed out with a sword, and the internal force attached to the sword was only a dozen points...

What should I do in the face of this situation?

He could only practice that meteor from the sky over and over again. Every time he used it, he mobilized the sword energy from his dantian and rushed through the meridians on his arm, and then instilled it into the sword in his hand from the palm of his hand.

After practicing this way, the meridians on his arms will naturally become wider and wider, just like the small water outlet of a teapot will become larger and larger. In the long run, perhaps one day he can use all the true energy in his dantian in an instant.

If the internal strength value in his dantian was hundreds of thousands and the internal strength value of hundreds of thousands could be stabbed out with one sword at that time, then...

For the next six days, Yang Jun practiced his only meteor from the sky every day in the south corner of the underground cell, and Shi Tou practiced his sword drawing technique in the north corner of the cell.

Both of them practiced only one move, and they both did not say a word, and were practicing with concentration.

The two of them often didn't say a word all day long. Shitou might be due to his personality, but Yang Jun was addicted to it, so he practiced so much that he was completely selfless.

This continued until the seventh morning.

When Yang Jun went online that morning, the stone that was pulling his sword and sheath over and over again stopped and said to Yang Jun, who was picking up the sword and preparing to practice the sword: "I have a chance, I want to ask you for help!"

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this.

"What opportunity? What kind of help?"

Yang Jun asked.

Shi Tou walked up to him slowly and said, "My father's Black Tiger Gang is facing a huge crisis now and is short of staff! If I go to the gang at this time, for the sake of my son, as long as I show my abilities, he will definitely give me the opportunity to give me some power! Others in the gang, including my brother who has different parents, should not have any objections. That woman, brother's biological mother, will definitely try her best to obstruct! So before I enter the gang, I need that woman to imprison her so that she cannot stop me from taking power in the Black Tiger Gang! I need your help!"

Yang Jun listened carefully, and after he finished speaking, he asked, "What crisis is the Black Tiger Gang facing? What can I help you? Will I help you imprison that woman?"

Nodded, Shi Tou replied: "The crisis of the Black Tiger Gang comes from the Sword Alliance! It was the Black Tiger Gang who was not convinced and was driven out of Phoenix City by the Black Tiger Gang. In order to avenge, Yan Shisi led all the remaining members of the Sword Alliance to join the Nancheng Sword Sect, the most powerful Nancheng Sword Sect in "Jianghu Lake"! Now, Nancheng Buxiaotian, the leader of the Nancheng Sword Sect, has led countless elites to surround Phoenix City. My father's Black Tiger Gang is originally half the power of the Nancheng Sword Sect, and now he is stationed in Phoenix City and Snow Eagle City respectively. As far as I know, the number of gangs in Phoenix City is no more than 3,000, and the number of enemies outside the city is at least 30,000. The strength is so different. Do you think if I help at this time, if I show a certain strength, will my father give me the chance to command troops?"

Yang Jun nodded.

"If this is the case outside, then your father should give you a little chance!"

Shi Tou nodded and shook his head, saying, "I just said that my father should give me a chance, and others should not object, but the woman who killed my mother would definitely try her best to obstruct me. So before I show my strength to my father, that woman must be imprisoned! Only by imprisoning her so that her body in the game can't see what I'm doing!"

Looking at Yang Jun's eyes, Shi Tou begged: "That woman is so familiar with me! Even if I cover my face, she can recognize me from my body. Once she recognizes that I am imprisoning her, she will definitely tell her father and brother after she goes offline. Don't talk about opportunities at that time, even if my father doesn't take action, my brother may kill me! So, I can't do the imprisoning of her myself. Are you willing to help me?"

Facing Shi Tou's anticipated eyes, Yang Jun asked without hesitation: "When and where is the best opportunity? Give me a portrait of her! And tell me when and where is the easiest opportunity to succeed!"

Seeing that Yang Jun agreed, Shi Tou smiled gratefully, reached out to take out a note of paper that was folded into two fingers wide from his sleeve bag, and handed it to Yang Jun.

After taking it, Yang Jun pulled apart the long sticks of folded together.

After being pulled apart, there is a portrait of 37 or 8 cm wide. On it is a woman with long face, thin lips, eyebrows slanted, and thin eyes.

With just one glance, Yang Jun felt that this woman had a bad temper and was absolutely kind-hearted.

"It's her?"

Yang Jun asked confirmation.

"Yes!"

Shi Tou continued: "Last time I told you that everyone's martial arts skills are above my father in the Black Tiger Gang, ghost, demon, god, and immortal. He also said that the Mandarin Duck Sword Ghost Martial Arts ranks first in the Black Tiger Gang, my brother ranked third, and the Fist God and Suoxian were both below my brother. He also said that the martial arts of those four were above my father. Do you know whose martial arts ranks second?"

Yang Jun frowned and asked, "Is this woman the second place?"

When asked this question, Yang Jun's Yang Jun looked at the woman in the painting.

Shi Tou did not answer him directly, but answered Yang Jun's questions from the side.

He said: "Don't worry too much! This woman has always been self-reliant in martial arts and often fights with masters. Yesterday, the evil-proof sword of the Nancheng Sword Sect outside the city was fought in front of the city gate. This woman was arrogant and was seriously injured in bed! The situation is urgent now, and my father and brother are very busy, and they are not by her side! Now there are only two maids and two guards who serve her to recuperate. With your current martial arts, just be careful not to alarm too many people. It is easy to capture her!"

After hearing Shi Tou talk about her so much, Yang Jun gradually became curious about this woman and couldn't help but ask: "What's her name?"

"Poppy girl!"

"What?"

Yang Jun didn't understand what three words it was.

"Poppy girl!"

Shi Tou explained a few sentences.

He said: "She took the three words 'poppy girl' by herself! She may think that she is very charming and will add to men like drug poppy. But everyone calls her 'yaksha girl' in private!"

Shi Tou's tone was very calm, but Yang Jun heard the deep hatred from his calm tone.

...

That night, Yang Jun wore black clothes and black pants prepared by Shi Tou, and brought the steel sword he sent him out of the underground cell. According to the map drawn by Shi Tou, he successfully sneaked from the back garden where the Black Tiger King and the Poppy Girl live.

The inner garden is a small courtyard with walls on all sides. The courtyard is about 30 meters long and wide. Scenic trees as thick as bowls are planted beside the walls on all sides, and the ground is about inch long grass. Two inch-long guards stand straight in front of the garden gate.

It was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night when Yang Junqian arrived here.

Hidden outside the garden gate, she saw a little light in the wing room in the garden. Yang Jun frowned secretly. He and Shi Tou didn't expect that the night was so deep, and the lights were still on inside.

I hope the lights are not her room!

Probably not! Isn't she seriously injured? She should have had a rest long ago.

When Yang Jun was thinking about these thoughts, he took out a porcelain bottle the size of a thumb from his arms with his right hand, pulled out the bottle plug and poured out the bottom of the pot and rubbed it with his palms, and then applied it hard on his face.

This is the "masking method" he thought of. He doesn't like wearing masks or headbands, and he doesn't disguise himself, so he thought of using black and gray at the bottom of the pot to wipe the whole face.

After wiping it a few times, his face couldn't tell the true face like a ghost.

He himself could not see the effect of "masked". After applying his face, he gently pulled out the long sword in the sheath.

The snow-spark blade was also painted with black and gray before coming, so it was not reflected at all at night.

He did not rush to cut the neck of the guard guard, but quietly changed directions, avoided the guard guard's sight and sneaked under the wall. His legs were bent and bounced onto the wall, and his body flipped and fell into the shadow of the scenic tree inside the courtyard wall.

The moonlight was hazy tonight. Under the hazy moonlight, he crawled and quickly dived under the window of the wing room where the lights were lit.

The window is ancient, with pink thin paper pasting the panes.

Yang Jun dripped a little saliva in his mouth with his fingers and planned to break the window paper. He reached his fingers to the edge of the window paper but hesitated to take it back.

Don’t be seen by the people inside!

Thinking of this, Yang Jun moved his eyes to the door two steps, then put his eyes on the crack of the door and looked inside.

At this glance, his eyes suddenly widened.

The room is very big!

Both length and width are nearly ten meters.

Yang Jun looked in through the crack of the door and saw a painting bed in the room at a glance. The whole bed was purple-red, and the face of the bed was carved with dragons and phoenixes, which was extremely exquisite. There was a pink gauze tent on the bed, and there was a slim figure sitting cross-legged on the bed, probably meditating.

Yang Jun estimated that 80% of them were the poppy girl healing.

There is a footboard one or two or three inches tall in front of the drawing board, which is for the owner to step on the bed. There is a pair of embroidered shoes in the center of the footboard, which must be the one of the woman on the bed.

In addition, there were two maids who were napping on the foot pedal.

Because it was late at night and it was two o'clock that was the most sleepy time of the day, although the two maids were still sitting, their heads were already little by little like chickens pecking at rice.

Yang Jun was not confused and could not let the people in the room unconscious first.

Gripping his teeth, he carefully inserted the tip of the sword into the crack of the door. When the tip of the sword touched the inner door bolt, his right hand holding the sword suddenly pressed down.

"Ga!"

With a light sound, the wooden door opened in response.

Yang Jun quickly opened the door and rushed in and rushed straight to the painting board bed.

"Um?"

The maid sitting on the left side of the bed might have heard the sound, and opened her eyes in a daze. Before she could react, the sword in Yang Jun shook left and right. With two swishes, there was a red mark on the necks of the two maids. With just a shake of his hand, the sword was shaking, and Yang Jun's footsteps in front of him did not pause at all. The shaking tip of the sword immediately shook on the gauze tent, and the lower half of the gauze tent fell silently, showing the poppy woman behind the gauze tent...

"who?"

When Yang Jun saw the poppy girl, the poppy girl's eyes opened. As soon as she called out the word "who" she could not help but let out a mouthful of purple blood.

Yang Jun's sword blade was placed on her shoulders, and the paper-thin sword edge was less than two grains of rice from her snow-white neck.

Seeing her vomiting blood, Yang Jun knew that he was lucky, and interrupted her to heal her injuries and caused her to be injured.

Yang Jun didn't say nonsense. Without waiting for her to spit out the blood in her mouth, he stepped forward and waved his left palm to the side of her neck. When he hit, his right sword took back the scabbard without hesitation.
Chapter completed!