Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 10 Your Young Master

In the original novel, Hong Shenghai surrendered to Prince Rui Dorgon and repeatedly sneaked into the Central Plains to gather intelligence.

Although he later turned over a new leaf and was finally influenced by Yuan Chengzhi and returned to the Central Plains martial arts world, Huang Sixi was not Yuan Chengzhi.

Yuan Chengzhi is a kind-hearted man with a broad mind. He is willing to forgive those who have a history of being traitors.

Huang Sixi couldn't do it.

He squatted down and pulled the hidden arrow out of Hong Shenghai's body first.

Then he began to search through Hong Shenghai's belongings.

This man had no weapons with him, nor did he carry any dark green weapons. He relied entirely on his bare hands to make his way through the world.

Huang Sixi was wondering where his martial arts inheritance was when he suddenly discovered that the words of his mental skills had appeared on the hard armor on his chest.

He took off the armor and checked it, and found that it was made of a rare metal. It was not light in texture, and wearing it was like putting on an extra cotton jacket.

But the hard armor has two sides, front and back, and is quite warm. After Huang Sixi puts it on, he can just put on a long robe outside. Since the hard armor is tight-fitting, it is actually more convenient.

As for the martial arts recorded on the hard armor, it was the "Dragon-Slaying Fist" that Hong Shenghai had performed.

This man practiced only this one style of boxing throughout his life, and worked hard on his fists.

After reading the mantras and techniques and inheriting Hong Shenghai's martial arts, Huang Sixi secretly compared himself with the bearded man.

He felt that Hong Shenghai's internal strength was stronger than that of the bearded man, but the difference was not particularly large.

In addition, a question that had troubled Huang Sixi for a long time was also solved.

After he completely received Hong Shenghai's internal energy, it covered the internal energy of the bearded man in his body. This shows that his devouring talent cannot stack internal energy and can only retain the strongest internal energy.

In the future, if he kills enemies weaker than Hong Shenghai, his internal strength will not continue to increase.

If an enemy stronger than Hong Shenghai is killed, his internal strength will be covered.

This made Huang Sixi quite disappointed.

However, although internal strength cannot be accumulated, Huang Sixi can comprehend and master martial arts moves, and he will be able to easily gather the strengths of hundreds of schools in the future.

Moreover, there are many unique skills in the martial arts world that do not require internal strength and are equally powerful when used.

Now Huang Sixi first learned the "Acupuncture Kung Fu" and then the "Dragon-Slaying Fist". The two martial arts styles complement each other, one is light and the other is strong, which are enough for him to use when he went to the Bao Mansion to assassinate.

Next, Huang Sixi began to wait for the arrival of the young master of the Bao family.

The servant had told him to prepare lunch in the morning, so he guessed that the young master of the Bao family would arrive in the morning.

As a result, he waited until lunch time, but still did not see any sign of the young master of the Bao family.

He decided not to wait any longer and started packing his bags.

It is not advisable to carry too many weapons when going to Bao Mansion this time, otherwise it will arouse suspicion.

He reluctantly gave up his handy ox horn bow. He was wearing hard armor for protection, so the small iron shield was naturally no longer needed.

He set out on his journey holding only a green bamboo stick. The old man Bao he disguised himself as was in his sixties or seventies and just needed a walking stick.

In this way, Huang Sixi locked the door of the outer house and went to Shengjing along the official road.

As a result, halfway through the journey, they met three young men riding tall horses.

The young man in the lead was holding a folding fan, wearing a mandarin jacket and fur coat, dressed like a nobleman. If he hadn't had a Han Chinese bun, he would have been mistaken for a Manchu bannerman.

He has a fair and clean face and an imposing manner.

The two riders behind him were dressed in ordinary clothes and followed behind with flattering smiles. They were obviously servants serving him.

As he passed by Huang Sixi, he squinted at him, then suddenly grabbed the reins and stopped the horse.

He yelled, "Bao Hanzi, why are you running out here instead of staying at the outer house? You didn't kowtow to me when you saw me, but instead gave me a slanted look. The Bao family really raised an old scoundrel like you for nothing!"

Huang Sixi said nothing, and did not even glance at the young man in a mandarin jacket. He was now walking on the official road leading to Shengjing, and he had just reached a turnaround.

In front of him was a group of vendors driving ox carts. There were more than ten of them, and they were singing local songs as they went along. The buildings of the post station blocked their view from behind, so no one could be seen for the time being.

Seeing him looking around, the young man in a mandarin jacket became even angrier: "You blind slave, are you deaf? Open your dog mouth and answer this young master!"

He raised his whip and lashed him out.

As a result, when the whip fell on Huang Sixi's head, he was grabbed and pulled down, and the young man in the Ma褂 fell off the horse.

He turned over and was about to curse, but Huang Sixi kicked him in the knee.

His entire right leg was twisted and deformed in an instant.

Before he could let out a scream, Huang Sixi stretched out his finger and pressed the mute point on the outside of his neck.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. The pain penetrated his bones and spread throughout his body, but he was unable to vent it.

The pain in his heart was immediately revealed in his eyes, and tears began to flow wildly.

The two followers behind him were so frightened by the bloody scene that they froze on their horses, not knowing what to do.

When Huang Sixi saw that the two horses were very close to each other, he suddenly took off like an eagle and leaped over the horses' heads.

When his arms rose above the two men's heads, he immediately activated the Dragon-Slaying Fist that he had learned earlier, accumulating strength in his fists, and smashed with both fists towards the two men's crowns.

After this move, the two men vomited blood and died on horseback.

After Huang Sixi landed, he did not stop for a moment. He grabbed the young man in a mandarin jacket and pulled him to the horse's back with one hand, then drove the three horses into the woods beside the official road and soon disappeared without a trace.

The whole process happened in a flash, and neither the merchants in the front nor the soldiers in the post station in the rear noticed anything.

It was estimated that an hour later, Huang Sixi came out of the woods.

His dress and appearance have been completely changed.

At this moment, he has transformed into a young man in a mandarin jacket.

The young man in a mandarin jacket was dragged into the woods by him. After interrogation, he found out that this man was actually Bao Jing, the young master of the Bao family who was mentioned by Bao Zhong before, and the young master of the Bao family who was going to Harsa Mountain to hunt today as mentioned by the servant.

This man had a vicious temperament, was moody, and was lazy and gluttonous. He planned to go hunting today, but he overslept in the morning and got up at noon. That was why Huang Sixi couldn't wait for him.

But we finally met halfway.

Huang Sixi just finished the interrogation and beat Bao Jing to death with a stick. Then he took out the golden bowl and looked at it. The secret of "Twelve Palms of Subduing the Dragon" was not revealed, which meant that Bao Jing was not the master of the Bao Mansion.

He took off his disguise as Old Man Bao and disguised himself as the nobleman Bao Jing, so that he would have a better chance of sneaking into Bao's house and assassinating him.

Next up is the new role-playing moment.

Huang Sixi rode on his tall horse, and with a "whoosh!", he spread out his paper fan and headed for Shengjing in style.

He thought that Shengjing was the center of the Tartars and that the majority of people in the city must be bannermen.

As a result, he entered the city from the south gate "Desheng Gate", and saw that most of the people he saw were Han people.

The architectural style of the entire city, the layout of shops in the city, and the eating habits of the people in the city all look no different from those of Hejian Prefecture in Zhili.

This was beyond Huang Sixi's expectation.

In fact, it was because he was ignorant. This Shengjing City, originally named Shenyang City, had always been the central seat of the Ming Dynasty's administration over Liaodong.

In the fifth year of the Tianqi reign, the Tartar chieftain Nurhaci captured Shengjing and moved the capital there. It has only been a dozen years since then. Although Nurhaci once massacred the wealthy families in the city, 90% of the residents in the city are still Han people.

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