From Martial Arts Dungeon to Master of Martial Arts

Mu Sheng crouched down and cautiously peered into the distance from the bushes.

Two sentries with bows and arrows were searching around when a group of bandits walked back and forth in front of the huge wooden gate.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that their expressions are mostly lifeless.

"Do these people harbor a wide range of hatred, or is there some special mechanism at play?"

He picked up a small stone from the side and threw it into the grass not far away.

"Bang!"

Immediately, the two sentries above looked at the bushes where the small stone had hit and raised their bows and arrows.

One of the bandits immediately walked towards them.

"So that's how it is." Mu Sheng immediately understood; their hatred was directed at those two sentry posts.

He carefully backed away, picked up a stone, and watched as the bandit walked to the corner.

Mu Sheng immediately picked up a stone and smashed it hard on the other person's head.

With a loud "thud," the stone struck the other person's head, but the person seemed oblivious, merely turning their head to look at them. Upon seeing Mu Sheng, they roared, "Kill!!!"

He rushed straight toward him.

Mu Sheng gripped the knife at her waist, and instead of retreating, she advanced, taking a step forward and charging straight ahead.

"Kill the tiger!"

The sword was drawn instantly, and the force was poured into it, slicing directly across the opponent's neck.

Instantly, the other man's head fell off, blood splattered, and the bandit transformed into a white light that rushed into his body.

I have gained twelve hours of sword practice experience.

He didn't go forward for the time being, but stayed where he was and waited slowly. After a long time, there was still no movement.

Mu Sheng smiled brightly: "I've figured out the mechanism."

He continued cautiously forward, peering through the corner at the wooden fence entrance, where the people seemed oblivious.

He continued throwing stones directly into the grass some distance away.

"Splash!"

Immediately, the two archers aimed at the source of the sound and quickly lowered their bows.

A bandit walked towards them.

Mu Sheng gripped the knife tightly and continued to use the stone to lure the tiger out of their sight, finally killing it with a single blow.

Repeat the process seven more times.

After all the bandits patrolling the gate left, the two archers on the watchtower showed no sign of coming down.

This time, Mu Sheng had a total of ninety-six extra hours of sword practice memory.

He sat cross-legged at the corner, first glancing at the two oblivious archers, who were completely unaware that the bandits below had vanished.

He gripped the knife hilt, now wielding it with the ease and power it possessed.

With ninety-six hours of sword practice memories, he already felt that he had mastered the basics of swordsmanship.

To know if you've grasped the basics, you need to go out and see for yourself.

The problem now is with the last two.

"They're living in the watchtower now." Mu Sheng gasped for breath, biting the hilt of her knife.

With a thud on the ground, he charged out like a deer.

The two archers immediately drew their bows and locked onto him.

"Thud thud thud!" Arrows shot into the ground behind him with a thud.

He moves faster than they can draw their bows and shoot arrows.

He leaped forward, landing on the watchtower's frame, and pulled himself aside with one hand.

"Whoosh! Clang!" The arrow struck the wooden frame, its fletching trembling. He instantly darted like a nimble monkey, quickly dodging as he climbed up the watchtower that circled the entire structure.

The watchtower was immediately covered with arrows.

"Are their arrows endless?" Mu Sheng asked through gritted teeth, sweat already beading on his forehead from moving so quickly.

He had already climbed up and grabbed the bow the other was about to shoot, just as the other was about to draw his bow and fire an arrow.

"Whoosh!!"

He quickly turned his head, and an arrow flew past his cheek, leaving a bloody mark. He braced himself on the platform with one hand, lifted himself up, and kicked the other person, knocking him to the ground. He then rolled inside.

He took the knife from his jaws and killed his opponent with a single blow. At that moment, he saw that an archer from another watchtower had already aimed at him.

He quickly lay down, the arrows brushing against his hair as they flew up.

He lay panting under the shelf, then quickly stretched his hand upwards. Instantly, an arrow shot out. He hurriedly pulled his hand back, jumped up, placed his feet on the shelf, and leaped forward with all his might.

He leaped straight in and slashed horizontally with his sword.

Slit the other person's throat open.

Mu Sheng then plopped down on the watchtower, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and lay down on the wooden planks of the watchtower.

"Boom!"

The gate below is open.

Mu Sheng lay on the ground and did not get up for a while.

He temporarily ignored what was below and focused on conserving his strength.

After running so frantically, climbing the watchtower, and killing two more people, he was truly exhausted.

He lay there for an unknown amount of time, while the sun remained in one place.

Mu Sheng felt that she had recovered most of her strength, so she climbed down the ladder from the watchtower.

He weighed the knife in his hand; it was already stained with blood.

"It won't be as difficult as dealing with a tiger, will it?"

Even though he has now mastered the basics of the Tiger-Slaying Blade, he doesn't think he can defeat that tiger; that tiger is indeed quite strong.

But we should also take a look.

Walking straight through the wooden gate, in front of him in an open space, stood a burly man with slanted eyes and a fierce expression. He was holding a ring-handled knife and grinning maliciously, saying, "Boy, how dare you trespass on my Luhu Mountain stronghold."

"I'm really not surprised at all what happened." Mu Sheng held her knife horizontally, adopting the exact same starting stance as her opponent.

"I just don't know how strong they are."

"Roar!!" The opponent charged forward and unleashed a tiger-killing move, accompanied by the sound of a tiger's roar.

Mu Sheng immediately felt a sense of intimidation and was a step too slow to use Tiger's Might Strike.

"when!!"

The opponent's force forced him to take a step back. The opponent changed the direction of the knife, turning the slash into a cut. Mu Sheng hurriedly turned to the side, and the opponent kicked him in the chest.

With a "bang!", Mu Sheng was sent flying and landed heavily on the ground. He quickly slapped his hand on the ground as the other party charged at him with a knife.

"Why are you fighting me?!" Mu Sheng shouted hurriedly, mainly to test the other party's reaction.

But the opponent simply charged forward and roared, "Kill!!"

He hurriedly used his Tiger Might to parry the knife, but the opponent's strength was greater than his, and the imposing aura was formed. The ring on the knife shook and emitted a tiger's roar.

If he is not investigated, he might even lose his mind.

"Is this how you use this sword technique?"

It turns out that he needs a ring-handled sword to unleash its true power, and the opponent's Tiger-Slaying Blade is much stronger than his.

"This level is definitely a minor achievement."

"Bang!!" Mu Sheng was kicked away again. It was already difficult to block the opponent's sword attack with Tiger Might, so it was not surprising that he was kicked away.

just.

"Compared to that tiger," Mu Sheng wiped his mouth, a fierce glint in his eyes.

"I think I could handle this!!"

He pushed off the ground with his feet and charged forward like a mad deer.