I formed the strongest swordsman group

Chapter 3 Have you ever seen the protagonist who was almost hacked to death just after crossing?

How should I put it... Qingdeng now only feels that this system is really approachable!

Even the rules of use are clearly marked, which is clear at a glance.

——This is... the legendary system cheat...

Qingdeng patted his face hard, trying to see if he was dreaming, but the tingling on his cheek, and the virtual screen that didn't disappear from his eyes told him - he wasn't dreaming.

He really has a cheat.

Qingdeng felt a smile emerge from his face along the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

The uneasiness that had been lingering in his heart due to traveling to a strange environment and era dissipated a little.

——Is it necessary to fight with the opponent for more than 10 seconds to copy the talent... So... When I was fighting with the benevolent second-in-command just now, the fighting time was indeed more than 10 seconds...

——Awakening talent on your own...

Qingdeng is most concerned about the last rule of use: after certain conditions are met, such as a change in mood, a new talent can be awakened on its own.

——When certain conditions are met, new talents will be awakened... This kind of statement is too vague...

After thinking about it for a while, I found that I was thinking here, and I couldn't think of a reason, so I simply stopped thinking about it and focused on the talent I currently possess:

[Currently possessed talent:

night vision]

There is a golden light around the entry "Night Vision" in the system interface.

Presumably this is the content mentioned in point 4 of the rules of use: when the talent is activated, the entries on the system interface will be in a glowing state.

Qingdeng is now in a dim environment, so the talent of "night vision" was activated by itself.

Qingdeng currently only has this talent—a talent he acquired just after beheading the second-in-command of the "Benevolence and Righteousness".

Looking at the only talent he has just copied, Qingdeng is now in a delicate mood.

The only talent he currently possesses is just copied from someone else - this means that his body did not have any special talent before, just a pure ordinary person.

However, after some self-examination, Qingdeng felt relieved: the introduction of this system also said that not everyone has special talents, most of them are ordinary people, and there is nothing special about them.

The body I have now just happens to be an ordinary body with nothing special about it.

Qingdeng began to seriously examine the talent he had just copied.

I have to say - the talent of "Night Vision" is very practical.

In this era, of course, there is no such thing as a street lamp. Unless you are going to a "city that never sleeps" like Yoshiwara, it is basically difficult to go out at night without a lantern.

At this time, Qingdeng was on a secluded path, the surrounding houses and shops were closed, and the only light source was the lantern in his hand.

The light is so dim, but everything around Qingdeng can still be seen clearly, just like in daytime.

This should be the effect brought to him by this talent - he has the ability to see clearly even in the darkness where he can't reach his fingers.

call!

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew.

The sudden cold wind penetrated into the gaps in Qingdeng's clothes, making Qingdeng shiver uncontrollably.

"It's so cold..." Qingdeng tightened the skirt of his haori.

【Note · Haori: the coat in the kimono】

According to the memory of "Original Juqingdeng", today is January 12th, which is the middle of winter.

After feeling that the surroundings seemed to be getting colder and colder, Qingdeng breathed warm air into his hands, then lifted the lantern and stood up: "Hurry up and go home..."

With the talent of "night vision", Qingdeng actually doesn't need lanterns for lighting at all.

Just when Qingdeng was thinking about whether to extinguish the flame in the lantern——

Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha -!

The sound of straw sandals rubbing the ground suddenly sounded from Qingdeng's right side!

Qing Deng followed the prestige subconsciously.

I saw three warriors wearing bamboo hats running towards him quickly!

When Qingdeng cast his eyes on the three people, the three people happened to be reaching for the sabers around their waists one after another.

Only three clanging sounds of knives coming out of their sheaths sounded one after another, and these three people drew their knives in their hands, looking menacing!

Seeing the three warriors rushing towards him with swords in hand, Qingdeng's expression changed drastically.

The speed of these people was quite fast, and in the blink of an eye, the person in the front - a fat man - had already rushed to Qingdeng.

"Ju Qingdeng! You are a national traitor who adores barbarians and flatters!" the fat man yelled, and slashed at Qingdeng's face with a knife, "Die! Heavenly punishment!"

Fatty's saber had already struck, and Qing Deng had no time to draw it.

Ordinary people would probably be so frightened that they forgot to move when they encountered such a situation.

But Qingdeng—it happened to be not such an ordinary person.

In his previous life, he was a talented student who graduated from the police academy with the first grade in his class!

The "consciousness" cultivated by years of police academy career is revived at this moment!

Qingdeng's eyes flashed sharply.

Although it was too late to draw the sword, he still had the most primitive weapon.

Qingdeng threw his hand away, threw away the lantern in his hand, raised his arms, grabbed the right hand holding the knife with his left hand, and held the left shoulder of the man with his right hand, and performed a good trick of his previous life - capture!

In his previous life, Qingdeng was able to graduate from the police academy as the number one in his class, so his grades in all courses were naturally extremely outstanding.

Especially in the police sports class, which teaches courses such as baton technique, Qingdeng's grades can be said to be outstanding.

Not only that, Qingdeng's biggest extracurricular hobbies in his previous life were fitness and sports. When he was studying at the police academy, Qingdeng was a well-known "devil muscle man" in the school. When he bent his arms, the biceps he squeezed out were bigger than babies His head is still big.

In addition to fitness and sports, Qingdeng also has a strong interest in unarmed combat. He has dabbled in many kinds of hand-to-hand combat, and the fighting skills he is best at are grappling and free fighting.

Qingdeng originally wanted to use the grappling technique to remove the fat man's knife and then directly put it on the ground, but who knows - he couldn't move the fat man at all.

——The strength of this body...is too weak!

The martial arts skills of the previous life can be perfectly reproduced, but the strength of the body cannot.

His new body, although his height is not bad, is 1.75 meters, but his muscle mass is seriously insufficient, his figure is too thin, and his weight is only about 120 catties. He can't compete with this fat man at all!

He failed to bring down the fat man, and failed to unload his knife, so he and the fat man fell into a dilemma of wrestling with each other.

At this time, the fat man's other two companions arrived.

Qingdeng's 2 hands are now used to wrestle with this fat man, he doesn't have a 3rd or 4th hand to deal with the other 2 enemies.

So Qingdeng made a decisive decision, pushed forward with all his strength, pushed the fat man in front of him away, and then took a few steps back in one breath.

Although Qingdeng had tried his best to retreat as fast as he could, his left thigh was accidentally scratched by someone's knife, the fabric on his leg was cut open, and there were thin strips on his skin. the wound.

Now that he has no time to take care of the wound, Qingdeng draws his saber in his hand after opening the distance between himself and the three uninvited guests.

If others are empty-handed, you take out a police weapon, and when others hold a weapon, you take out a gun. All in all, no matter when and where you have weapons, use them as much as possible, and use weapons that are stronger than gangsters as much as possible. Don't foolishly fight with people or confront gangsters. You don't need to talk about martial arts—— When Qingdeng was studying in the police academy, a certain senior once told him so earnestly.

After listening to the senior's heartfelt words, Qingdeng asked the senior at that time: "Then senior, what if the gangster has a gun?"

"We once sent an armored vehicle to shoot at a gangster with a gun." The senior replied in a serious tone.

——If only there were guns and armored vehicles now...!

While holding the knife in his hand tightly, Qingdeng looked back at the senior's Chunchun teachings in annoyance.

Qingdeng's catching technique that suppressed the fat man in one breath just now, and Qingdeng's glaring knife in his hand now calmed down the three uninvited guests.

The three of them carried knives and played "four-person turn" with Qingdeng, but no one dared to come forward.

If they don't come up, Qingdeng will naturally not take the initiative to rush up as if he thinks his life is short.

If he can have the same physique as in his previous life, then there is still hope to touch the three people in front of him.

Through the brief confrontation with the fat man just now, Qingdeng has already seen that: with his current frail body, he is going head-to-head with these three people... It's just a big knife in the pocket of his trousers-it's enough.

Up to this moment, Qingdeng finally had the leisure and leisure to look at the faces of these three people—but it was also lonely.

All three of them were wearing bamboo hats with deep brims. Under the cover of the hats, only the lower half of their faces could be seen, but not the upper half of their faces.

—Who are these people? Why did you suddenly draw your knife and rush to chop me? Is it the enemy of the original owner of this body?

--Now how to do? If one fights three, even if they win, I'm afraid they will suffer a lot of injuries...

Qingdeng thought hard about a way to get out of the current predicament. A few drops of cold sweat oozed from Qingdeng's forehead, and then trickled down the bridge of his nose and cheeks.

Just when Qingdeng was thinking about how to get rid of the predicament in front of him, one after another sounded like the sounds of nature to Qingdeng at this time:

"Hey! What's going on? Why is it so noisy?"

"Ahhh! There are warriors fighting! They all drew their swords!"

"Samurai fighting?"

"Samurai fighting! Go and see!"

...

The sound of fighting between Qingdeng and the three uninvited guests woke up the surrounding residents.

Many courageous people ran out to join in the fun.

Someone came over. Seeing this, the three warriors looked at each other for a while, then the fat man put the knife back into its sheath: "Withdraw!"

After all, the fat man took the lead and walked away quickly holding the knife.

And when he was leaving, the fat man did not forget to turn his head and shout to Qingdeng:

"Juqingdeng! Wait for me, you national thief who adores barbarians and Meidi! One day we will kill you!"

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