Chapter 100

Unfortunately, Xiao Heng did not know that Wei He was even more shocked.

Ever since he gained insights from using lime, he had delved deeply into researching such drugs, combining the notes given by Guan Ye with a large collection of various sedatives and poisons, conducting practical experiments.

Now, he had accumulated a total of twenty-eight types of odorless sedatives, but he never expected that this person, the tiger-faced Xiao Heng, would just stagger a bit and then return to normal.

At this moment, the people from the other barbecue stalls around them finally noticed that someone had fallen to the ground.

Some wanted to approach to see what was going on, but upon sensing the confrontation between Wei He and the tiger-faced Xiao Heng, they immediately got up and ran.

Other stall owners quickly found corners and dark spots to hide, to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

The once lively barbecue area quickly emptied out.

"You're a talented one, kid!" the tiger-faced Xiao Heng sighed. "Why don't you join us? Nowadays, the aristocratic families control the world, and local warlords are dividing and occupying territories. It's the perfect time to achieve great things together."

"Sorry, Senior, I'm quite comfortable at Tianyin Gate and don't plan to change places," Wei He said, bowing his head.

"That's a pity," the tiger-faced Xiao Heng shook his head slightly. "Then I can only kill you here today."

"Senior," Wei He looked up, "Do you have money?"

"Money? A few thousand taels, what's the matter?" Xiao Heng asked, puzzled.

"Nothing, just deciding whether to run or fight," Wei He said, lightly tearing off his official uniform and discarding the fake sword.

"Hehe, interesting," Xiao Heng laughed. His family's Five Labors and Three Injuries technique was designed to incapacitate an opponent within ten moves, causing internal injuries.

The Five Labors referred to the damage to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

The Three Injuries referred to blood, qi, and spirit damage.

Of course, the highest level of the Three Injuries was not as mystical as it sounded, just an exaggerated idealization.

But the Five Labors were easily achievable.

As a master of the Jing stage, Xiao Heng's casual release of force could invisibly and subtly damage an opponent's internal organs.

This vibration was extremely hidden and penetrative, and if the fight lasted a bit longer, it could be used to deceive the opponent.

Previously, when Wei He mentioned internal injuries, he was not wrong.

If Xiao Heng had taken him seriously and used his full strength, or if Wei He had not practiced the Three Gates and Three Bloods techniques, which enhanced his qi and blood, and strengthened his body to a certain extent, he would have suffered more than just ruptured capillaries.

The Three Gates and Three Bloods techniques, when each gate reached the third blood level, would convert the original blood into a portion of the seal blood.

Moreover, all three techniques reinforced his hands, making Wei He's hands far stronger than those of his peers.

This was the reason he could hold his own against the tiger-faced Xiao Heng.

Whether it was a peer from the Wushizong or Tianyin Gate, none of them had hands as reinforced as his.

Each technique reinforced once, and the three techniques did not conflict, reinforcing different areas: fists, palms, and fingers.

This was why Wei He had never disbanded any of the techniques.

"Hehe, interesting, very interesting!" Xiao Heng looked at Wei He and felt that he had never encountered such an interesting person before.

A Three Bloods practitioner actually dared to fight a master of the Jing stage, and even thought he could win?

"Tianyin Gate, Wei He. Please guide me," Wei He raised his hand and assumed the starting stance.

This time, he had no hidden tricks. The powder he had just used was all he had, and he had secretly sprinkled it all during the pepper smell.

He also planned to use this opportunity to test his full strength.

"Alright, you want guidance? I'll teach you!"

The tiger-faced man took a step forward, his palms striking Wei He's shoulders from both sides, as if trying to lift something.

If an ordinary person used this move, it would leave their center wide open, inviting death.

But when he used it, there was a subtle flow of force in his center, clearly not a complete opening.

Wei He did not seek to gain an advantage, and this time he used all his strength, combining the Flying Dragon Technique with the Three Bloods burst, enhancing his speed and agility.

Then he used the Mountain Return Fist and the Cloud Gathering Technique, his qi and blood surging, turning his fists black, and nine flowers of the Nine Dawn appeared on his arms, which quickly swelled and grew larger, striking forward.

Bang!!

A circle of white dust exploded between the two.

Before the dust settled, they exchanged a dozen moves, each move a clash of force.

Wei He's two Three Bloods techniques barely managed to block Xiao Heng's Five Labors and Three Injuries force.

But the greatest advantage of a master of the Jing stage was the continuous and abundant flow of force, far more enduring than a Three Bloods practitioner.

Moreover, any part of his body could burst with force, which was the core of his strength.

Wei He could only rely on his hands to release force.

This was like two people fighting, one fully armored, including the head, while the other only had armor on his arms, the rest of his body exposed.

They were not on the same level.

Moreover, the Three Bloods practitioner's burst of force did not last long, far less than a master of the Jing stage. Combined with the internal injuries from the Five Labors and Three Injuries technique, Wei He soon could not hold on.

After a collision with an elbow, he retreated several steps, his face flushed, and his arms began to bleed.

This time, he was truly injured.

He also roughly guessed his limits.

"Stop!" Seeing Xiao Heng about to attack again, he quickly raised his hands and shouted.

"I agree to join! Senior!" Wei He hurriedly called out.

Xiao Heng's figure stopped, standing two meters away, and smiled at Wei He.

"Being able to fight me for so long, you're quite good among the Three Bloods!"

"Senior, you flatter me," Wei He coughed a few times. "Senior, are you dizzy?"

"Dizzy?" Xiao Heng asked, puzzled. Suddenly, he realized something and looked down. The clothes Wei He had dragged and thrown on the ground had a spot in the middle that seemed to be soaked with something, emitting a faint, strange smell.

He instantly understood and his face changed.

"You!" He wanted to rush forward and kill Wei He on the spot.

But this time, he really started to feel dizzy, the world spinning, everything in his vision turning, and his body gradually losing balance.

Seizing the opportunity, Wei He quietly used the Flying Dragon Technique, bowing and rushing forward.

The Five Ridges Palm, Mountain Return Fist, and Cloud Gathering Technique gathered in his right hand, and he struck forward.

The Five Ridges Palm's silent and hidden effect played a significant role.

By the time Xiao Heng realized something was wrong, it was too late.

He only managed to gather force to protect his body.

Puh puh puh puh puh!!

Wei He struck five palms in quick succession, each targeting Xiao Heng's waist and abdomen.

The first three palms were like hitting cotton, deflected and ineffective.

But the last two palms broke through the layer of force and struck Xiao Heng's waist hard.

Under the intense pain, Xiao Heng regained some balance, gathering all his force in his hand and striking Wei He.

Bang!!

This time, they truly clashed with all their strength.

In one move, Wei He's three forces intertwined and fused, like three venomous pythons twisting and biting at the opponent.

Xiao Heng's force was like an enraged rhinoceros, charging forward recklessly.

In an instant, Wei He's three forces were scattered. He was thrown back, landing lightly on the ground, retreating several steps, each step leaving a deep footprint, crushing the stone slabs.

This was the Flying Dragon Technique in action.

At this moment, Wei He felt a tingling and swelling in his legs. In this full-force palm strike, his Flying Dragon Technique finally stabilized and became complete, some small blood vessels thoroughly unblocked.

Wei He made a quick decision, bowing to conceal the changes in the breakthrough bead, then focused his mind.

The energy inside the breakthrough bead turned into a scalding hot stream, quickly flowing into his legs.

Under the stimulation of this hot stream, his legs rapidly swelled, hardened, and his qi and blood increased.

Two new dragon patterns slowly appeared on the inner sides of Wei He's legs, indicating the breakthrough to the fourth level of the Flying Dragon Technique.

The fourth level of the Flying Dragon Technique was the Crossing stage.

Wei He's toes touched the ground, and his body suddenly accelerated, sliding forward several meters, passing by Xiao Heng.

His speed was not just a notch faster, catching Xiao Heng off guard, leaving him no time to react.

Puh!!

This time, it was combined with Wei He's full-force palm.

Xiao Heng's already injured waist was completely shattered.

However, as a master of the Jing stage, he was not to be underestimated. In a flash, he also struck Wei He's arm.

They clashed and separated in a flash.

Xiao Heng ran away without looking back.

Even with his waist shattered, he seemed unharmed, quickly disappearing into the night.

The vitality of a master of the Jing stage was indeed astonishing.

Wei He did not dare to stay and quickly began to clean up the scene.

He removed all traces of the sedatives and poisons, to avoid being discovered. The clothes were thrown into the river, and after a while, the poison would be gone.

After doing this, he sighed.

At this moment, he had to decide whether to stay or leave.

Wang Chong was definitely suspicious. He was injured and deliberately brought them to the barbecue, acting somewhat deliberately.

And earlier in the alley, there were already some signs.

Combining these, Wei He kept a watchful eye.

But the problem was that he had no evidence that Wang Chong was a traitor, and could not prove his suspicions.

Thinking about this, Wei He looked at the fallen Wang Chong and Yang Xue.

He walked over, searched Wang Chong's body, and carefully examined his injuries.

This guy was not seriously hurt, just minor injuries, the bleeding and vomiting were just for show.

Wei He thought for a moment.

Although he had no evidence to get rid of Wang Chong, he should still take some interest.

So he struck Wang Chong's chest and abdomen.

Crack.

A series of dense cracking sounds.

At least five or six ribs were broken, along with some internal organ damage.

Wei He then squeezed.

Puh, Wang Chong's hands and legs were shattered, turning the fake injuries into real ones.

For a martial artist, such injuries would severely affect his future, greatly reducing his martial arts power, essentially crippling him.

"Don't practice martial arts anymore, go back and farm well," Wei He patted Wang Chong's head, sighed, and left.

He now understood why the tiger-faced Xiao Heng could hunt the You family's descendants and still roam freely, apparently because he had an insider.

Having a Three Bloods constable as an insider was not something the tiger-faced Xiao Heng could manage.

If he had such skills, he would not have been so badly beaten by the You family.

"Right," he suddenly remembered something and quickly returned to search Yang Xue's money as well.

Since he was faking a robbery scene, he could not be too selective, and no one could be left out.

The two men's money bags added up to quite a bit, especially Wang Chong, who had been complaining about being poor, but had over a thousand taels of gold in his money bag.

Yang Xue was much worse, with less than fifty taels in total.