From Martial Arts Dungeon to Master of Martial Arts

With flashing blades, Mu Sheng moved swiftly around the burly man like a nimble monkey.

Both of them used the Tiger-Slaying Blade, but Mu Sheng was only at the beginner level, while the other party had already achieved minor mastery.

Mu Sheng was repeatedly defeated in terms of swordsmanship, but he still had the physique he had cultivated through the Five Beasts Yuan Gong.

He moves like a nimble monkey, charges like a fierce deer, is as fierce as a tiger, is as powerful as a bear, and his eyes are as accurate as a bird's pupils.

He could quickly dodge the opponent's attacks. The opponent's strength was not as great as his, but when the power of the Tiger-Slaying Blade was unleashed, the strength increased by 30%, something Mu Sheng could not do.

This is clearly a skill that only a young person with minor achievements possesses.

The opponent had more wounds than Mu Sheng. Although the opponent tried to use Tiger Might to parry the blade, Mu Sheng was too agile and knew the moves of the Tiger Slaying Blade, making it easier for her to dodge.

Only the "clang, clang, clang" sound kept ringing out.

Despite the opponent's swift knife attacks, Mu Sheng was unable to inflict a fatal wound.

However, if this continued, his physical strength would soon give out.

With so much blood flowing from the other side, they might not be able to hold on.

Mu Sheng immediately stomped her foot hard on the ground, jumped backward, and looked at her opponent with her knife in hand.

The other person also stared blankly at Mu Sheng, and made the same gesture of holding the knife.

"Tiger Attack!!"

The two instantly exuded the aura of fierce tigers, but the tiger that the bandit had transformed into roared to the sky, while Mu Sheng's tiger was just a showpiece.

The two tigers immediately pounced on each other.

Blood splattered, the afterimage vanished, and both of them staggered forward two steps and fell to the ground.

Mu Sheng rolled over, a deep knife wound appearing on her chest, and the other person fell to the ground, turning into a white light that entered Mu Sheng's body.

"I won."

He slowly exhaled, and the entire evolution of the Tiger Slaying Saber Technique immediately appeared in his mind. He clearly perceived how to use the saber most appropriately and how to use the saber to counter the tiger's momentum.

The Tiger-Slaying Blade has reached a minor mastery level.

"really."

He staggered to his feet.

"Pfft!" He coughed up a mouthful of blood as the gate of a crude wooden house in front of him slowly opened.

He used the knife as a crutch, inching forward little by little.

The injury was beyond saving; he was holding on by sheer willpower, wanting to see what kind of monster the next level would be.

He walked with difficulty, slowly entering the wooden house.

A group of tall, burly bandits were looking at him.

The leader sat sideways on the tiger-skin chair, one leg propped up on it, and sneered, "Kid, you're quite something, managing to kill a minor leader of my Luhu Mountain. You're indeed impressive. Let's see if you can get close enough to me."

"Who are you?" Mu Sheng staggered as she picked up the long sword and looked at the person in front of her.

"I am the second-in-command of Luhu Mountain," the second-in-command sneered.

Mu Sheng was immediately startled; this was a conversational device.

The second-in-command said coldly, "Prepare to die!!"

Suddenly, the bandits around him drew their knives and made tiger-killing gestures, rushing towards Mu Sheng.

These people all know how to use the Tiger-Slaying Blade.

Blood splattered as the blades flew. Mu Sheng had no strength left to resist, and even the blade she swung was blocked by Hu Wei.

He suddenly woke up with a start, sat on the wooden board, and was drenched in sweat.

"The way to die is still the same."

He touched his body and found no wounds, but the memory of being hacked to pieces remained, causing him a dull ache.

He lay down on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

...

The sky is bright.

Inside Mu Sheng's old house.

Scarface Tiger spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, wiped the blood from his face, pulled out a few small knives from his body, and laughed, "He was lucky he ran fast."

In the end, the leader of the Little Knife Gang still managed to escape alone. His opponent was also a master of internal energy, and he couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

I glanced at the corpses on the ground; the last vestiges of the Little Knife Gang had been destroyed here.

From then on, the Little Knife Gang was no longer in the north of the city; only the Fierce Tiger Gang remained.

"Big Brother!" the other henchmen stepped forward and asked, "Big Brother, aren't we going to give chase?"

"Chase him my ass! He's seriously injured now. Who would dare to chase him? We'd be lucky to escape with one for one!" Scarface Tiger slapped his underling on the head and roared, "Check who owns this courtyard. If they're not very capable, this courtyard is still worth keeping; it belongs to our Fierce Tiger Gang. If they have some connections, send them some gifts and say we've taken it back for them."

"Brother, do we really have to go this far?" His underlings were somewhat dissatisfied. Didn't this make their Fierce Tiger Gang look weak?

"Bullshit! You want to be kicked out again? We've already been driven out of the southern part of the city by the Hundred Martial Sect. This northern part of the city is the territory of the True Yuan Temple. The two families are not on good terms, which is why we can survive. If we offend the people of the True Yuan Temple, we're completely finished." Although Scarface Tiger hated Liu Yuqing to the core, he didn't want to offend another Liu Yuqing.

"Yes." Since Scarface Tiger had spoken, they had no objections.

"Let's go!" Scarface Tiger waved his hand and led his men away, taking the corpse with them as well.

This is also a rule of the Changshu gang: they can't let others see blood during the day. If they offend the nobles in the inner city, they won't be able to survive.

...

The next morning.

The morning class at Zhenyuan Temple has ended.

When Mu Sheng saw Zhao Fangxu, Zhao Fangxu smiled at him in a friendly manner, and Mu Sheng also clasped his hands in a fist and nodded, showing a very proper attitude.

After all, he's now a member of the mainstream.

"Senior Brother Ming." Mu Sheng followed behind Ming Liu like his younger brother and said, "I'm going to that clinic today. If anything happens at the temple, please let me know."

"Of course, of course." Mingliu smiled brightly. He was quite pleased with Mu Sheng's attitude, and many people looked at the two of them in surprise.

After all, this attitude means that Mu Sheng is following the lead of the Mingliu faction.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother," Mu Sheng said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

He followed Mingliu to the main gate before saying goodbye, "Then, Senior Brother, I'll be going now."

Mingliu nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll let you know as soon as anything happens."

Mu Sheng then walked out of the main hall, took out the letter of introduction in her hand, and headed towards the clinic.

This clinic is located in the outer city in the north of the city. If it were in the inner city, there would be no need for disciples like them to hold positions. There are other martial arts schools to choose from in other places, so they wouldn't be sent all the way to the north of the city.

Walk across the street and turn into the alley, and you'll see a house called Zhencaotang, with people going in and out of the door.

He went inside with the letter of introduction and immediately saw a pretty young female doctor examining patients in the lobby.

He waited there for a moment.

After she finished treating a patient, he stepped forward and said, "Doctor, I'm here on temporary assignment from Zhenyuan Temple. This is my letter of introduction."

The young woman looked at him with a hint of surprise, picked up the letter of introduction, opened it, quickly flipped through it, and asked Mu Sheng, "How long have you been a disciple?"

"Three days," Mu Sheng said bluntly.

The young woman's face instantly shifted from surprise to disappointment: "Is Miao Yin trying to fool me like this?"