Chapter 10: Discussion on Deep Imprisonment (Chinese)

Seeing the two orbs of light erupting from the madman, Wu Mingkong threw down his halberd and directly collapsed onto the ground

For instance, in terms of palm techniques, it is relatively easy to engage in three to five rounds of practice

Although Wu Mingkong has been making progress, there is still a significant gap between him and the Mad Daoist

Only this madman was faster; with a single throw of a flying knife, he directly took out Wu Mingkong's brain matter

This mad Taoist can be said to be proficient in all eighteen martial arts, while Wu Mingkong can only passively endure the beating. However, as he continued to be beaten, Wu Mingkong also realized that the mad Taoist's strength was actually quite similar to his own. Yet there was one aspect in which Wu Mingkong was utterly incomparable.

The madman was knocked back three steps by this punch. The halberd is primarily a mounted weapon, and in foot combat, it seemed somewhat lengthy. Moreover, the madman was not the type of person who was tall and robust, so at this moment, the halberd became a burden instead.

However, this Wu Ming Kong has died too many times, and has gradually developed some resistance to the techniques employed by the madman, eventually being able to exchange a few moves with him.

The madman, struck in the face, executed a sweeping kick. Wu Mingkong leaped, directly stepping on the madman's leg joint with his right foot. Following this, he advanced with his left foot, aiming to kick the madman's head.

The long sword and short dagger move with incredible speed, like a storm, while the heavy sword and broadsword possess great force and weight, leaving no awareness at the moment of death

Under the intense pain, the madman instinctively loosened his grip and bent down. Wu Mingkong directly grabbed the madman's hair as he bent over, delivering a series of knee strikes directly to the madman's face.

With a single step forward, he first landed a punch on the madman's nose, causing the madman to turn red all over his face. Following that, he executed a low kick, bending the madman into the shape of a large shrimp.

Seeing the madman being relentlessly pursued, his face was filled with the bloom of peach blossoms. Before he could even express his astonishment, another heart-wrenching kick landed, causing the madman to stagger backward.

The soft sword is somewhat unexpected; Wu Mingkong has not only been beheaded by the soft sword but has also been bisected. The feeling is simply worse than death. Fortunately, the mad Taoist acted swiftly, directly sending him back to start anew

Certainly, this situation arises when Wu Mingkong has not had the opportunity to react, and it is a phenomenon instinctively controlled by Wu Mingkong's subjective consciousness

Just as this kick had not yet landed, the madman severed his head, and darkness enveloped him.

The most unbearable is the long whip, which not only has a long attack range but also targets the neck. A single lash can directly wrap around the neck, leading to suffocation and death. This is a sensation that Wu Mingkong never wants to experience again. While being bisected by the madman allowed him a chance for a follow-up strike, the long whip truly strangles one to death. Even now, Wu Mingkong does not wish to attempt that feeling a second time

Moreover, the madman's techniques increase in complexity layer by layer. The palm techniques at the beginning are the simplest, followed by the leg techniques. As for the flying daggers, it all depends on one's eyesight. If one fails to notice the madman’s preliminary movement before he throws the dagger, then it is certain death. However, if one does see the preliminary movement, then the flying dagger is essentially a gift.

Only death has increased, and Wu Ming's instinctive proficiency in countering is also steadily rising

That is the technique of the madman

Now I can dodge the soft sword, evade the long sword and short dagger, strike him with dozens of punches before the madman draws his heavy sword and nine-ringed knife, then, as I take the long whip, deliver a kick to his groin while snatching the paired axes from his arms and bringing them down on the madman's head with a swift motion.

I made a mistake and could not evade the soft sword

Then, the madman drew the flexible sword from his waist and beheaded him with a single strike

"Speaking of which, after all this time fighting with you, where exactly did you pull out these things from?" Wu Mingkong couldn't help but comment on the large halberd that the madman had drawn from his bosom, and then he delivered a punch to his chest.

He did not know how many times he had died again; Wu Mingkong felt that his skills had not improved at all, merely that he had died more often.

This time's kill was purely a matter of luck; had it not been for various coincidences leading the madman to mistakenly choose the halberd, a weapon unsuitable for infantry combat, Wu Mingkong would likely have continued to perish.

It is roughly that there are many ways to die, and they have all figured out how to die a little later

This is called automatic combat. Wu Mingkong couldn't help but comment as he raised his leg to kick towards the madman's lower region. He then threw an uppercut, lunged forward, and delivered a straight punch that accurately struck the madman's right eye, subsequently dodging the madman's flying knife by sidestepping.

"That's not right. My skills haven't improved much, but my body is almost instinctively reaching its limits." Wu Ming was somewhat speechless and instinctively threw a punch at the madman's face and the book's cheek.

The stranger the weapon, the quicker one dies. In any case, during this period, Wu Mingkong could summarize a method for dying swiftly and without pain.

In any case, this mad old Taoist can effortlessly employ various grappling techniques, body movements, and weapons such as knives, guns, swords, and halberds. He is practically on par with Master Chen, the weapon expert. As soon as he gets his hands on a weapon, he masters it instantly, and even without a weapon, he can defeat Wu Mingkong with his bare hands

This strike was powerful and forceful, directly cleaving the madman through and through

Certainly, there can be no mistakes during this period, and the madman’s attacks do not follow a sequence; rather, they are reactive to the situation. Wu Mingkong once considered using the same strategy to eliminate the madman, but each time the madman initiated the attack in the same manner, the subsequent moves were entirely different. This made it impossible for Wu Mingkong to rely on repetitive strategies to defeat the madman.

In other words, I must surpass the Mad Man in terms of skill in order to achieve a kill?" Wu Mingkong thought to himself, and then he was struck by a blade from the Mad Man. However, he did not mind it and instinctively kicked out at the Mad Man.

Wu Mingkong was quick-witted and agile, picking up the halberd that had fallen to the ground. Although he did not understand the techniques for using the weapon, it did not mean that he was incapable of wielding it

Upon seeing this, Wu Mingkong also realized that this was an opportunity

In the previous few rounds, Wu Ming was already able to suppress the madman who started with palm techniques. He then dodged the flying daggers, but when it came to the soft sword, it required a certain level of skill. This depended on probability; occasionally, he could evade a strike aimed at his neck from the soft sword, but he had little confidence in dealing with the subsequent long sword.

This left Wu Ming feeling somewhat perplexed: "What on earth is this?" I instinctively threw a punch.

The dungeon of death struggle level is truly terrifying, fortunately, we can respawn infinitely. Wu Mingkong said, panting heavily, with a lingering sense of fear.

With a halberd in hand, he struck at the madman who had not yet reacted, aiming for the neck, which was precisely the area that Wu Mingkong favored to attack.

With each death of Wu Mingkong, his bodily instincts gradually took shape. His actions no longer required conscious thought; upon encountering a situation, his body would swiftly react according to the optimal solutions stored in his memory, thereby resisting the impending danger.

Wu Mingkong has lost count of how many times he has died, and each time the manner of his death has been different