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Chapter 8 The Power of Cards

Another day passed.

Yan Ji lay on the bed for a whole day, during which Huang Jie and Liu Zhu visited him again and gave him plasters for food and pain relief.

But Yan Ji didn't dare to use them. Since he knew that Huang Jie and Liu Zhu had ulterior motives, and he didn't have corresponding detection methods, he naturally didn't dare to touch these things.

"Brother Yan, how do you feel today? Is the plaster I gave you yesterday okay?" Huang Jie asked with a smile.

"Thank you, brother Huang, for your concern. The plaster is very effective. My little brother is already much better. He should be able to continue standing today."

Yan Ji didn't have much expression on his face. Although he didn't use plaster, today was indeed much better than yesterday, at least the pain was bearable.

Huang Jie shook his head, "Brother Yan, today we are not going to stand on the fence, we are going to collect medicine in the mountains, Master asked you to go with us."

"Picking herbs?" Yan Ji frowned and looked at Huang Jie suspiciously.

"That's right, picking herbs is a skill that our pharmacy apprentices need to learn. Not only that, going to the mountains to gather herbs can also exercise our skills, courage, physique and eyesight, so brother Yan, don't underestimate this simple skill of picking herbs. "Huang Jie explained lightly.

Yan Ji felt something was wrong, and asked, "Where is Master Zhang?"

"After the master gave us our task today, he was called by the second son to discuss things early in the morning." Huang Jie replied, "Brother Yan, let's go quickly. If it's too late, some medicines are hard to find. Don't tell me, just in case The time of return is one night, and the mountain will be a little dangerous."

"Okay, then I'll trouble brother Huang today." Yan Ji agreed with slightly narrowed eyes.

Huang Jie and Liu Zhu took Yan Ji and left from the side of the medicine hall. Basically no one saw it. Seeing this, Yan Ji didn't ask the reason anymore.

Although it did not rain today, the weather was rather gloomy.

He carried the medicine basket given to him by the two of them on his back, and followed them out of the town gate, heading towards the east.

The mountain where the medicine is collected is part of the Qingyang Mountains, filled with mist all year round, full of poisonous insects, snakes and ants, if ordinary people do not have any preparations to enter it, even if they do not die, they will have to peel off their skin.

The three of them walked more and more remote, no one spoke along the way, at first Huang Jie wanted to say something to calm Yan Ji's heart, but after seeing him, he just nodded and didn't bother to say any more.

Suddenly, the two stopped.

Yan Ji also took advantage of the situation and stopped, looked at the deserted people around, and the dense forest, "You two, is this the burial place you chose for yourself?"

Huang Jie turned his head and looked surprised, "Brother Yan, what is the burial place? I don't understand what you are talking about."

As he spoke, he walked towards Yan Ji, and at the same time Liu Zhu pulled out the sickle from his waist without making a sound.

"Only 25 minutes, hurry up."

Yan Ji said words that the two of them could not understand, and kicked his right foot towards Huang Jie's chest.

The speed was so fast that before Huang Jie had time to react, he heard a click sound, and the surrounding scenery moved forward quickly.

Peng! !

His body collided with the trunk of a tree that was hugged by two people, and the leaves rattled and fell.

Only then did he feel the pain in his chest and the blood rushing from his throat to his mouth.

Yan Ji didn't care about Huang Jie who was kicked out by himself, and clawed towards Liu Zhu's throat with his right hand.

Liu Zhu's pupils shrank, and he only heard the sound of the wind coming into his ears, like a vicious dog barking at him, which upset him.

Before he had time to think, he clenched the sickle with his right hand and swung it upwards.

However, at this moment, he only felt a sharp pain in his throat, and he couldn't hold the sickle in his hand, and flew out.

He covered his neck with his left hand, bright red blood gushed out, his eyes widened, his body fell straight backwards, and the last consciousness saw Yan Ji holding a part of his trachea and cervical vertebrae in his hands.

Yan Ji dropped the cervical vertebra in his hand, turned his head to look in Huang Jie's direction, and found that he had got up and fled to the distance.

"Brother Huang, why are you running so fast? Yan also wants to ask brother Huang about martial arts." Yan Ji caught up with Huang Jie with a slightly ferocious smile on his face.

"Ahem...Brother Yan, this time it's a villain who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. Please, sir, please let me go this time. I can dedicate all my family property to you, Brother Yan." Huang Jie said while clutching his chest .

"You are also worthy to be Yan's brother!" Yan Ji bent over and grabbed Huang Jie's neck like a dead dog. , I don’t want to know either.”

Just when Huang Jie was about to say something, Yan Ji tilted his head and crushed Huang Jie's neck with his right hand.

"Is this a warrior? Sure enough, it's not something ordinary people can resist."

Yan Ji threw away Huang Jie's body, clenched his right hand tightly, and saw that his originally thin and thin arm suddenly became thicker, and the muscles bulged out, fully twice the size of his other arm.

After using Mu Xiang's copy card, although his strength dropped by a big level, only the entry level of the skin and flesh level was still fake, he still killed Huang Jie and Liu Zhu, two quasi-warriors, in less than a minute.

After using Mu Xiang's copy card, Yan Ji only felt that his consciousness and body had practiced Nugou Jue and Nugou Claw repeatedly for decades, and his mind was naturally enlightened, and his body would naturally be as well.

Before the time for the card expired, Yan Ji grabbed Mu Xiang and Huang Jie's corpses, found a valley and threw them down, then turned the soil to bury the blood.

Near the evening, Yan Ji quietly returned to Oyster Town, and entered the Mujia Medicine Hall through the side door.

He focused on the black card in his mind.

Name: Yan Ji

Age: 13 years old

Talent: none
Realm: none
Martial arts: none
Martial Skill: Angry Dog's Claw (First Look at the Door)

Survival Points: 4 (1 Survival Point for every day you live)

"It's not bad luck. I actually drew out the martial arts for the first time. Although it's just a glimpse of the way, and I don't have the blessing of martial arts, it has at least doubled my physical fitness."

Yan Ji looked at his obviously thicker arms, and thought to himself.

He discovered that learning martial arts is not just to use it as you want, but also requires corresponding physical fitness, and the black card not only allows him to learn martial arts, but also improves his physical fitness to the minimum level where he can use martial arts.

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Following the feeling of his body and consciousness, Yan Ji stretched out his right hand and scratched in the air, and grabbed the armrest of the wooden bench beside him. Five red lights suddenly appeared, and the sound across the air was like a faint dog barking.

With a scoff, five deep marks were scratched on the armrest.

Then, he felt a dull pain in his right arm.

"The power is at most only one-third of the time when it cooperates with the angry dog, and the burden is much greater than that at that time. It can only be used once in a short period of time."

Yan Ji made a comparison with the angry dog ​​paw he used when using the copy card.

(End of this chapter)