He broke Zhao Hu's neck with one hand, and Zhao Hu died.
When the remaining three men saw that Yang Mu was so powerful that he could even kill a Level Five martial artist, they were so frightened that they turned around and left. They did not even bother to save the two injured villagers on the training ground.
Yang Mu's eyes flashed coldly as he chased after them. He effortlessly killed two men, leaving only the man called Zhao Qi behind. He screamed and fled into the distance.
Yang Mu raised the hard bow in his hand and shot an arrow.
Zhao Qi, who was running away, groaned and fell into the forest, never to wake up again.
He turned around and looked at the two remaining men.
Yang Mu slowly walked over.
"No, I still have an old mother and children in my family. Don't kill me!”
"Don't kill me!"
The two of them had already recovered from their weakness. They saw that Yang Mu had killed all of their men in a few breaths.
The shock in their hearts could be seen. Their bodies trembled slightly, afraid that Yang Mu would kill them. They begged for mercy repeatedly.
Looking at the frightened expressions on the two people's faces, Yang Mu slightly frowned, his heart already having a benevolent heart.
The raised bow was lowered again.
These two people were already heavily injured and could not even stand up. He would not kill the two of them and let them fend for themselves in the forest.
"If you can get out of here alive, it will be your good fortune!”
After Yang Mu coldly said that, he turned around and left.
He came to Teng Dashan and lifted him up with one hand. Then, he walked to the tiger and carried it on his other shoulder with his other hand. Then, he left easily.
Yang Mu, who was 1.8 meters tall, carried a two-meter tall man and a huge tiger as he slowly disappeared into the forest.
Only the two of them were left with terrified expressions.
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When Yang Mu came to the village, he thought that his meridians were all broken and he could no longer cultivate. This was a fact that he had to admit.
The first two months in the village were very gloomy.
One day, Yang Mu walked out of the village by himself and walked very far.
They found a very hidden cave. After passing through the cave, there was a large waterfall and a large pool. Looking up the waterfall, they couldn't see the top at all. There were rocks and cliffs all around, and there was no way to climb. There was only a huge pool and waterfall in the middle. It was as if he had fallen from the sky.
The sound of the waterfall splashing down made Yang Mu even more frustrated.
He sat by the pool and started to ponder. He had yet to take revenge, and he still needed to save Yan Jiaoyang's mother. However, he had nothing to save now.
The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. He was a transmigrator, but he had actually ended up in such a state. Thinking about how he did not belong to this world, the more he thought about it, the more he missed his parents. He felt that he had no meaning to exist anymore. He was also full of disappointment towards the future. He had no confidence, so he had the thought of committing suicide.
He fell headfirst into the water.
He could no longer feel anything. The sound of water flowing could be heard.
Everything that had happened in this world flashed in his mind. The images kept changing one after another, like a slide show.
Suddenly, the strange skill of the roly-doll appeared in his mind.
A set of cultivation techniques appeared in his mind.
The Thirteen Gangsters 'Brutal Training was an external technique. It could reach an incredible realm without Qi cultivation. It could use a secret method to temper one's body, making it like a divine weapon. It could be impenetrable by swords and spears, invulnerable to all evils, and fearless of water and fire. It could also be cultivated by people with broken meridians, but it could only be cultivated by people with strong willpower.
The appearance in the water suddenly opened its eyes and struggled to swim up. It climbed to the shore and panted heavily.
"That was close!"
Yang Mu muttered to himself. For a moment, the heart demon entered his body and almost killed him. It seemed that his will was not strong enough.
Shaking his head, he suddenly focused. Hatred and responsibility pressed down on Yang Mu, making him unable to breathe. He had yet to settle his worries, and he had yet to settle his affairs. How could he commit suicide? Yang Mu, Yang Mu, I was wrong about you. Yang Mu muttered to himself.
Not long after, he began to recall the Thirteen Gangsters 'brutal training.
An hour later, Yang Mu slowly opened his eyes. His eyes shone brightly.
"I didn't expect that the cultivation conditions were close to self-harm. Only those with strong willpower can cultivate successfully. Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to withstand such harsh conditions. I'm ashamed that my meridians are all broken. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't have cultivated this technique!”
Yang Mu laughed at himself.
Then, he took out the dagger in his hand and stabbed it deeply into his ankle. The tendon in his ankle was instantly broken, followed by the other tendon.
"Ah…"
The miserable cry actually drowned out the sound of the waterfall and echoed within the surrounding mountains.
The first rule of the Thirteen Gangsters Brute Training was…
"If you want to succeed, you must break your tendons!”Of course, there was another explanation at the end. It was that if the tendons in the limbs were broken, it would not be able to train the strongest body.
After Yang Mu made up his mind, he started to hurt himself…
I'm not feeling well, so that's all for today.
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