Chapter 13 Easy Victory

  "Shadowless Divine Needle: Top-grade hidden weapon, with added effect of neural anesthesia. When infused with internal energy and released, it can reach a state of complete invisibility, making it impossible for enemies to detect."

  "After hitting the target, the anesthetic effect takes place within one second and lasts for three minutes."

  "The distance of the throw depends on the user's inner strength, generally within a range of one to ten meters is appropriate."

  "This prop is a one-time item and will automatically disappear after use, and cannot be reused."

  ……

  Compared to "Red Practitioner Fairy" Li Mochou's 【Ice Frost Silver Needle】, the 【Invisible Divine Needle】 is less ruthless and toxic, and will not easily put people to death. At the same time, it has a kind of mysterious and cunning quality, being invisible and intangible while also having anesthetic effects, making it an essential tool for martial arts sneak attacks and winning with weakness over strength.

  After reading all the information about 【Invisible Needle】, Wu Ming was overjoyed, and with this top-grade hidden weapon, as long as he used it well, he would definitely be able to play a crucial role in the upcoming martial competition.

  Of course, Wu Ming also understood that he had never been in contact with hidden weapons before, and there was a great deal of uncertainty about the accuracy of throwing.

  Because 【Invisible Needle】 is a one-time prop, it will be gone once used, Wu Ming must ensure that nothing goes wrong.

  How can I train myself to cast the Shadowless Needle Technique? Wu Ming quickly thought of using an embroidery needle to practice.

  Embroidery was a necessary skill for ancient women, Wu Ming believed that Grandma Sun must have had embroidery needles, but didn't know how many.

  Time was of the essence, so he immediately went next door and found Old Lady Sun.

  "Mom, do you have an embroidery needle here?"

  "Child, what are you doing with that needle and thread? Is your clothes torn somewhere?" Sun Bao Bao quickly checked Wu Ming's clothes.

  Wu Ming shook his head and smiled: "Mom, don't look for it anymore. The clothes aren't torn, I just wanted to use the embroidery needle to practice my ability to control my inner strength."

  "Kid, do you want to use an embroidery needle for hidden weapons training? Back in the day, your senior sister Li Mochou was quite fond of fiddling with embroidery needles and often used them as hidden weapons for practice."

  No wonder Li Mochou liked to use the Ice Jade Silver Needle, it turned out that she had started practicing in the ancient tomb. Unfortunately, she was troubled by love and took the wrong path. Wu Ming secretly shook his head and sighed in his heart, but on his mouth, he smiled and said: "Mom, I'll just practice casually, if you have any, hurry up and find a few for me."

  "Yes, there are many. They were all left behind by Mo Xiang girl back then." Old Lady Sun said, walking to the corner of the stone room, opening a wooden box, taking out a package of embroidered needles, and handing them over to Wu Ming.

  Wu Ming opened it and found that there were quite a few, enough for him to squander at will.

  "Child, the embroidery needle is a very important hidden weapon skill. Your mother used to practice it too. If you want to learn it, I can teach you."

  "That's just great, thanks mom."

  "Look what you said, let's go, we're going to that stone room over there. That's where Mo Xiang girl practiced her hidden weapons back then."

  Under the leadership of Grandma Sun, Wu Ming came to another stone room.

  As he walked into the stone chamber, Wu Ming looked up and saw a human-shaped acupoint diagram painted on the wall opposite him.

  The image has meridians crisscrossing on it, and each red dot represents an acupoint.

  "Child, since the needle-shaped hidden weapon is very light in itself, it must be infused with internal force when thrown. Let me explain to you the key points of controlling internal force first."

  Under the guidance of Grandma Sun, Wu Ming, who had the ability of inner vision, easily grasped the key to it.

  "Child, you're too clever, indeed a good material for learning martial arts." Old Lady Sun was particularly delighted and immediately taught Wu Ming how to correctly throw the embroidery needle.

  It was one afternoon, Wu Ming was in the stone room, constantly using an embroidery needle to practice throwing accuracy.

  After training, Wu Ming was able to accurately hit any specified acupoint within three meters, causing the instructing Sun Bao to praise him even more.

  "Kid, your comprehension is good and you've mastered the technique well. Unfortunately, your inner energy isn't enough; otherwise, with just this move, I estimate you could also defeat that stinky Daoist Zhao Zhi Jing."

  "Wu Ming smiled faintly and said: 'Mom, don't worry, I have confidence in winning against him.'"

  Looking at Wu Ming's tender face with that self-confidence and determination, Grandma Sun was inexplicably inspired, nodding her head: "Hmm, mom believes you."

  In the afternoon, Wu Ming did not continue practicing his hidden weapons, but instead sat cross-legged on a stone bed and began to cultivate the Spring Sun Melt Snow Technique.

  Although he had absorbed twenty percent of Yin Zhiping's internal energy, most of it was still scattered in his meridians and hadn't truly become his own.

  In the limited time that followed, Wu Ming was going to use the characteristics of Chunyang Rongxue Gong to refine as much of the remaining internal force in his meridians as possible.

  Having the ability of introspection almost made Wu Ming's work half done, he could easily find the location of the remaining true energy and then start refining one by one.

  After an afternoon of cultivation, Wu Ming had almost completely refined the inner energy from Yin Zhiping's body, not only had his meridians expanded and smoothed out a lot, but his skills had also made a qualitative leap.

  ……

  Late afternoon

  The empty land beside the small woods of the ancient tomb.

  Zhao Zhi Jing and other Taoist priests of the Quanzhen School arrived as scheduled, accompanied by Yin Zhi Ping, some fourth-generation disciples, and also a second-generation disciple of the Quanzhen School, Hao Da Tong from Guangning.

  On Wu Ming's side, apart from being accompanied by Old Lady Sun, due to the gambling agreement, Xiao Long Nu surprisingly made an exception and agreed to come to the edge of the small woods to watch the battle, but she didn't appear in front of people.

  "Yang Guo, do you really want to engage in a martial arts contest with your master? If you regret it now, there's still time. Considering your youth and ignorance, I believe your master will forgive you."

  Fellow disciples of the same generation as Wu Ming also chimed in, "That's right, Yang Guo, how could you possibly beat Zhao Zhi Jing? You'd better give up and admit defeat."

  Wu Ming said faintly: "Thank you for your kind intentions, but since we agreed yesterday, I, Yang Wuming, even if I knew I was going to lose, would never retreat at the last minute."

  "Yang Guo, you asked for this. I'll grant your wish. Come on!" Zhao Zhi Jing's anger flared up and he took a leap forward, jumping into the arena first.

  "Be careful, child." Grandma Sun patted Wu Ming's shoulder, although she was very worried, but knew she couldn't stop him.

  "Mom, don't worry, I'll be fine." Wu Ming gave Sun Bao a reassuring glance, then walked calmly and smilingly towards the center of the arena.

  Two men stood facing each other on the empty ground, seven or eight meters apart. Zhao Zhi Jing sneered: "Yang Guo, you make the first move. I'd like to see what you've learned in the ancient tomb that makes you dare challenge your master."

  Apart from the hidden weapon skills he had practiced beforehand, Wu Ming didn't know anything else. On the contrary, it was better to use stillness to control movement. So he smiled faintly and said: "Zhao Daozhang's words are wrong. You were my master for a few days after all, as a junior, I should respect my teacher and value the Tao, how could I make the first move?"

  "Hmph... You also dare to talk about respecting teachers and the way? Don't be shameless, come on, I'll let you have three moves."

  Wu Ming shook his head and said, "This won't do, you go first."

  "Zhoa Zhi Jing's face turned red with rage as he shouted: 'Yang Guo, are you going to make a move or not?'"

  Wu Ming continued: "You make the first move."

  "Are you done yet?" Hao Datong looked very uninterested, furrowed his brow and said: "Zhi Jing, since Yang Guo won't make the first move, then you go first. Remember to hold back a bit."

  Although this kid is mischievous, he was introduced by Guo Jing after all, and his senior brother Qiu Chuji is the master of this kid's father, so Hao Datong also doesn't want Zhao Zhijing to hurt Yang Guo too badly.

  "Yes, Master Hao." Zhao Zhi Jing's face was very unsightly, and he decided to give Wu Ming a profound lesson.

  Before that, he had been worried and afraid that Wu Ming was hiding some strange kung fu skills. After inquiring about Yin Zhiping, he finally put his mind at ease, but didn't know that Yin Zhiping had intentionally concealed some things.

  "Yang Guo, be careful."

  Zhao Zhirong indeed lived up to his reputation as the most outstanding among the third generation of Quanzhen disciples, with movements that were exceptionally light and agile, almost like a flash of lightning as he charged towards Wu Ming.

  Facing Zhao Zhi Jing who was rapidly approaching, Wu Ming did not panic but instead waited for the best opportunity.

  He had only one chance and was not allowed to make even the slightest mistake.

  It's near!

  At the critical moment, Wu Ming did not panic or hesitate, and the Wuying divine needle that had been pinched in his hand shot out quietly under the infusion of internal force.

  The Shadowless Needle truly lives up to its name, it's simply invisible and formless. No one on the scene, including Hao Datong and Little Dragon Girl, detected anything.

  As for Zhao Zhi Jing, who was involved in the matter, he did not even notice the flying Shadowless Needles.

  Due to inertia, although Wú Shén's needle struck Zhao Zhìjìng in a timely manner, the latter's fist still came towards Wú Míng's chest.

  "Be careful, child..." Seeing Wu Ming motionless, Grandma Sun exclaimed and reminded him.

  At this moment, Zhao Zhi Jing suddenly softened his body, and the whole person seemed to be drunk, swaying forward, and that fist naturally lost its strength.

  Knowing that the anesthesia effect of Wú Shén Zhēn had taken effect, Wú Míng quickly took advantage of the situation to hug and throw Zhao Zhi Jing backwards, heavily slamming him onto the ground.

  Under the effect of anesthesia, Zhao Zhi Jing had long been unconscious and even if he wasn't smashed to the ground, he wouldn't have woken up within three minutes. Now, however, Wu Ming was intentionally taking it out on him, avenging the grudge Yang Guo once held against him for being bullied.

  "Ding Dong!"

  "You have completed the [Challenge Master] task and received a mysterious tool reward."