NIP Chapter 8 Kill Chain
Chapter 8 Kill Chain
Zhao Wei's knife left a huge wound every time it struck the wild boar.
He has high health and good weapons.
But his face grew paler and paler, his hands trembled, and his accuracy decreased.
Li Wei's swordsmanship was slightly better than Zhao Wei's, but her weapon was inferior, making her somewhat powerless against the thick hide of a level one wild boar.
Wang Jun got up, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but he continued charging forward expressionlessly.
Sun Qiang was knocked away by a wild boar once, but he got up and went back up.
Liu Tingting was so frightened that her legs went weak, but she still gritted her teeth and kept swinging the knife.
Two Tier 1 wild boars are too strong.
Their hides were too thick, their strength too great, and their speed too fast. Even with several people exerting all their strength, they could only barely hold them off and could not inflict any fatal damage.
Li Wei shouted, "This won't work! We can't kill them!"
Just then, a voice rang out.
"Get out of the way."
Everyone was stunned.
Song Chen stood up.
He was covered in blood, breathing rapidly, and the knives in his hands were trembling slightly, but his eyes remained calm.
Li Wei exclaimed anxiously, "Are you crazy? How can you fight like this?"
Song Chen did not answer.
He gripped his twin knives and walked toward the nearest wild boar.
The wild boar was preoccupied with Li Wei and Wang Jun and didn't notice him.
Song Chen did not rush up directly.
He circled the wild boar, looking for an opportunity.
What are the weaknesses of a Tier 1 boar?
eye.
Throat.
and also……
He suddenly remembered what his father had said: "No matter how strong a beast is, it is still a beast. And a beast's weakness is always the same."
He stared at the wild boar's belly, the softest part of its body.
But attacking the abdomen head-on would be tantamount to suicide.
He needs an opportunity.
Finally, the opportunity came.
The wild boar was slashed in the face by Li Wei's knife. It staggered back in pain and briefly raised its front legs.
For less than half a second, its abdomen was exposed.
But for Song Chen, that's enough.
He slid along the ground, sliding under the wild boar with a sliding tackle, and his sword precisely pierced the softest spot on the boar's belly.
The blade was mostly submerged.
The wild boar let out a deafening scream, its massive body crashing to the ground, its limbs convulsing.
[Slayed a Tier 1 mutated wild boar, gaining 7 kill points.]
Li Wei stared blankly at the scene, forgetting to swing her knife.
Zhao Wei almost dropped his knife.
The last wild boar, seeing its companion killed, finally succumbed to fear.
It abandoned its attack and turned to run away.
"Don't let it get away!" Zhang Zhenyun's voice rang out.
But Song Chen had already caught up with him.
He wasn't fast, but his route was perfect; he cut diagonally, blocking the wild boar's escape route.
With nowhere to escape, the wild boar could only turn back and fight desperately.
It opened its blood-red maw and lunged at Song Chen.
Song Chen didn't dodge. Instead, he took a step forward and thrust his left arm directly into the wild boar's mouth.
"Song Chen!"
Everyone gasped in shock.
The wild boar's tusks pierced his arm, and blood gushed out.
But in that instant, Song Chen's knife pierced the wild boar's eye and went straight into its brain.
The wild boar's body froze.
Then he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Song Chen was half-squatting on the ground, his left arm was a bloody mess and was still bleeding.
But there was no pain on his face; he just looked down at the dead wild boar and smiled slightly.
[Slayed a Tier 1 mutated wild boar, gaining 7 kill points.]
The surroundings were deathly silent.
Li Wei, Liu Tingting, Sun Qiang, and Wang Jun all stood still, looking at him with complex expressions that were hard to describe.
There was shock, fear, and disbelief.
There was also a certain inexplicable... awe.
Zhao Wei stood at the farthest point, his face ashen.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.
His gaze fell on Song Chen's left arm, where blood was still flowing and the bones were probably broken.
But Song Chen didn't yell; instead, she was smiling.
Who is this person?
Zhao Wei suddenly remembered what he had said earlier.
"0.6 is waste."
"Lie down and play dead."
……
His face was burning hot.
Zhang Zhenyun emerged from the bushes, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.
He looked at the wild boar carcasses scattered on the ground; twenty-three were not at the first rank, and three were at the first rank, all dead.
Then he looked at Song Chen.
The boy, covered in blood and with his left arm almost useless, slowly stood up, wiped the knife clean with his right hand, and put it back in its sheath.
Song Chen looked at Zhang Zhenyun: "Captain, mission accomplished."
Zhang Zhenyun looked at him and remained silent for a few seconds.
Then he laughed.
"I've been a martial artist for ten years, and I've mentored at least eighty to a hundred new recruits."
"You're the first person who made me feel that this is what a true martial artist is."
As he spoke, he exhaled a puff of smoke.
"With a health value of 0.6, you can kill three to reach the first rank, but twenty will prevent you from advancing to the next rank."
Do you know what this means?
Song Chen shook his head.
Zhang Zhenyun pointed to his eyes: "It means you were born to do this kind of work."
"Decisiveness in killing, composure in the face of danger, and the ability to seize opportunities with exquisite precision—these qualities cannot be taught; they are innate."
He paused, then glanced at Song Chen's left hand.
"Of course, don't fucking feed the beasts with your hands next time. Your life is worth more than a beast's."
After saying that, Zhang Zhenyun tossed out a bottle of blue medicine: "Your hand isn't seriously injured, the bones aren't broken. Apply this medicine, and it will heal quickly."
Song Chen reached out and took it, without saying much, and poured the medicine directly onto the wound on his left arm.
The pain vanished instantly, a cool sensation coursed up my arm, and the wound visibly began to heal.
He turned around and looked at Changqing City in the distance.
He glanced down at his left hand again; it was almost healed. This medicine was good.
I glanced at the system panel again.
The kill count line is finally no longer zero, but 21.
Song Chen
Level: Not yet advanced
Qi and Blood Value: 0.6
Mental Power: 0.7
System Level: 1 (The system can be upgraded with 5,000 kill points)
Current kill count: 21
Song Chen thought of all the good stuff in the system shop and felt a surge of excitement.
On the other side, Zhang Zhenyun circled the pile of wild boar carcasses and confirmed that there were no survivors.
Then, three thumb-sized crystal cores were extracted from the hearts of the three Tier 1 wild boars.
The crystal nucleus glowed with a faint red light in the dim light, like a solidified flame.
He looked at the group and said, "Get in the car. The smell of blood will attract other strange beasts. We can't stay here long."
Song Chen clenched his right fist, turned around and followed Zhang Zhenyun toward the armored vehicle.
Behind him, Zhao Wei stood still, watching his back, without moving for a long time.
Zhao Wei walked at the back, limping.
During the melee, he was hit by a wild boar, which cut his calf, and blood soaked through his trousers.
His face was even paler than Song Chen's, but not from pain, but from fear.
He still hasn't recovered from the battle.
Those three Tier 1 wild boars.
He watched as Song Chen killed them one by one.
For the first one, Song Chen used seven cuts, each one more ruthless than the last, to sever the wild boar's neck.
The second one, Song Chen slid down on the wild boar and stabbed it in the abdomen, causing the wild boar's internal organs to spill onto the ground.
For the third one, Song Chen directly fed it into the wild boar's mouth with his arm, and then stabbed it in the brain.
Zhao Wei felt a churning in his stomach as he recalled those images.
He had seen Song Chen fight in class and knew that Song Chen was good at martial arts, but the fights in class were just friendly sparring, and they would stop once a winner was determined.
It's different outside the city.
Outside the city walls lies life and death.
Every strike draws blood, every move is deadly; it's about sending your own arm into the jaws of a monster to save your life.
Zhao Wei suddenly realized that he had never met Song Chen.