Luring the Enemy In

Feng Yin was an ordinary person in his previous life, and it was the same in this life. He had never received professional training. When fighting with the person following him, he would only use such a loophole-filled method to pounce and stab in.

It couldn't be helped. After all, the martial arts techniques taught by Feng Yin's school were the most basic kind. They were so basic that they didn't even have a single move. Feng Yin was only able to think of this method because he had fought for his sister a few times when he was young in this life.

Otherwise, he probably wouldn't even know this.

The person who was tailing Feng Yin thought that he had encountered a difficult mission target when he saw Feng Yin suddenly stop and rush towards him. When Feng Yin rushed towards him, he had found all the possible places to hide.

In the end, the person who was tailing him waited for Feng Yin to rush over and stab him with a dagger.

The man subconsciously raised his hand to block it. The dagger in Feng Yin's hand stabbed into the man's flesh, but it was blocked by the external cultivation martial technique that the man subconsciously used. It could not go any deeper.

Feng Yin quickly retreated, putting a large distance between him and the man. Then, he looked at the man. His gaze paused on the man's bleeding forearm for a moment before he retracted it.

Feng Yin's gaze was so fast that the man did not notice anything amiss.

The man only thought that Feng Yin was a little vexed because his injuries were not serious. After that, the man seemed to have noticed Feng Yin's lack of actual combat experience. He actually chose to stay close to Feng Yin and dodge most of the time.

He was not in a hurry to counterattack. He just hung on to Feng Yin and watched as Feng Yin left insignificant wounds on his body.

The man's actions seemed to have completely enraged Feng Yin. With a furious roar, Feng Yin grabbed the handle of the dagger with both hands and threw himself at the man. Just as the man was about to dodge to the side like before, Feng Yin's movements suddenly changed.

Feng Yin's forward speed suddenly decreased. Then, he twisted his body and turned in the opposite direction of the man's dodge. This direction was reversed, and Feng Yin happened to be facing the man.

Immediately after, Feng Yin let go of the dagger in his left hand. He held it in his right hand and stabbed it into the man's heart!

If this strike landed, the man would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Feng Yin was right in front of the man. He could clearly see the panic in the man's eyes. Facing the panic in the man's eyes, Feng Yin only curled his lips. Just as the man was about to pounce on him, his toes had already stepped on the ground and quickly left the man's side.

The sharp dagger stabbed heavily into the man's heart. Looking at the exposed part of the dagger, it was about a third of the way through, which was about three to four centimeters.

This depth was already very dangerous, but the man fell to the ground and stood up again after a while.

"If it weren't for my habit of being more defensive, I would really have been ambushed by you." The man slowly walked towards Feng Yin. His left hand reached for his right chest and took out a palm-sized object that looked like a sponge. However, the defense of this material could definitely reach the level of bulletproof.

Martial Masters could not be said to be particularly powerful in terms of combat strength, but they were not weak either. The force that Feng Yin used to pierce in was only greater than the force of a bullet fired from a pistol.

If this thing was really a sponge, it would be impossible for it to lose any strength under Feng Yin's stab.

"As expected, it's not easy to kill an existence that has been in the Martial Master Realm for a long time."

When the man came forward, Feng Yin took two steps back without batting an eyelid. His expression was somewhat helpless, as if there was really nothing he could do.

In his hand was a small blade that was only the length of his palm. If the man was really careless and went forward, he did not know if the man had any other tricks up his sleeve.

Unfortunately, after suffering a loss once, the man no longer treated the seal as a student.

Perhaps in terms of actual combat experience, Feng Yin was still far away from the man. It was only in terms of the rapid change in the way he fought that Feng Yin had gained a great deal in just a few minutes.

"It's easy to make mistakes when I go over to kill you. It's better to do it from afar." As the man spoke, he slowly took out a small crossbow from the back of his waist. There were three small arrows on the bowstring, and the tips of the arrows were pointed at Feng Yin's position.

"You know what?" Being pointed at by the man's crossbow, Feng Yin suddenly relaxed his body. He leaned against the wall behind him and asked in return.

"K-know what?" The man's intuition told him that something beyond his control had happened, but he couldn't find it anywhere. For a moment, the way the man looked at Feng Yin changed.

"Actually, I never intended to kill you from the very beginning." Feng Yin saw the man's expression change and the smile in his eyes intensified. He saw that the man's hand that was holding the crossbow was trembling non-stop. The tips of his fingers seemed to have turned purple because of his strength. "I've been stalling for time since the beginning."

Feng Yin finished his sentence with a smile. "Even if I tell you about this now, it's just stalling for time. The only thing I didn't expect was that you really let me drag this out for so long."

The man looked at Feng Yin and was furious. He hooked his finger and was about to shoot the crossbow in his hand. However, after he gave the order in his heart, the man was horrified to discover that his hand was no longer under his control.

Even his entire body was out of his control. First, the crossbow in his hand fell to the ground and was picked up by Feng Yin. Then, the man's body collapsed to the ground. He was really soft. If Feng Yin didn't know that the pill he refined wouldn't be able to melt a person's bones, he would have really doubted it when he saw the man's posture on the ground.

The man's muscles and bones felt like they had turned into water. In his perception, he could not feel anything. The only things that could move around the man's body were his mouth and eyes.

The man's eyes darted around in panic. He looked at Feng Yin and asked in disbelief, "What's wrong with me?!"

"Who's your employer?" Instead of answering the man's question, Feng Yin asked the man a question.

However, how could the man answer Feng Yin's question in a strange manner? He wanted to know what was wrong with him now! "Answer my question first, then I'll answer yours!" the man roared.

"Hmm, looks like you don't know who's the butcher knife and who's the fish!" Feng Yin slowly bent down and looked at the anger in the man's eyes. The dagger slid down his abdomen bit by bit. "If I remember correctly, this medicine only prevents you from sensing the existence of your body and muscles. But you should still be able to feel their touch."

Feng Yin paused for a moment. He looked at the man and asked kindly, "Can you feel the dagger in my hand moving down your body bit by bit? What do you think will happen if I slash down at this position?"

Feng Yin spoke in a relaxed manner, but when his appearance was reflected in the man's eyes, it made the man feel that Feng Yin was a demon who had crawled out from hell!