Transmigration with Cheat Codes Chapter 12.2: Night Battle

The circular shadow approached swiftly and silently, causing Meng Jintang's hair to stand on end. She immediately stepped back, drew her sword, and with a flash of the sword, she split the hidden weapon into two halves.

The hidden weapon on the ground was in the shape of a lotus seed, but its surface was covered with sharp spikes, and those spikes faintly gleamed with a dark luster, indicating that they were coated with a deadly poison.

The man dressed in fine clothes held a folding fan and emerged from the tent, his gaze fixated on Meng Jintang.

Now that he had observed her from head to toe, he smiled and asked, "Little girl, which sect do you belong to, and why did you come to our Ghost Cry Gang causing trouble?"

The man had well-defined features, but there was a hint of frivolous and dissolute demeanor in his expression.

Earlier, he sensed someone launching an attack, but instead of rushing to the scene to rescue his subordinate, he discreetly observed the martial arts skills of the young woman in green.

Though her palm techniques were average, she excelled in her strong and refined inner energy. The way she swiftly cut the hidden weapon also displayed remarkable agility and elegance.

Meng Jintang held her long sword and smiled, "I am a disciple of Hanshan Sect. When several people linger outside my home in the middle of the night, I naturally need to come and see what business you have."

She gazed at the person before her. The opponent's level was much higher than the lackeys, and her Appraisal technique was not all-knowing, only able to discern simple information like "Ghost Cry Gang's 9th leader, Wen Yudi," and the like.

Wen Yudi frowned inwardly. He had been in this place for quite some time and had never heard of any "Hanshan Sect" before. It seemed like nonsense to him.

He was certain that this young girl was just making up lies and refusing to reveal her true identity and background.

Even if he killed her with his iron fan, he could always come up with an explanation when his sect elders came looking for answers.

Moreover, this place was rarely visited by outsiders, so as long as he didn't reveal anything to the outside world, no one would know.

With these thoughts in mind, he smiled and said, "There must be some reasons behind all this, little sister. Come closer, and let your big brother tell you all about it in detail..."

Wen Yudi's gaze was unsettling, and his tone carried an inexplicable slickness. However, Meng Jintang, being a modern person, was not afraid of such smooth-talking and deceitful words that could be easily refuted in the age of the internet.

She chuckled and replied, "Sure!"

With just two words spoken, she had already launched seven or eight consecutive sword strikes. The cold light flashed fiercely as each sword aimed directly at the vital points of her opponent.

Wen Yudi had lost the initiative and could only keep dodging and evading within the sword light. He didn't even have the chance to unfold his fan.

In his heart, he couldn't help but curse silently at his misjudgment. If he had recognized her swordsmanship earlier, he should have taken the first move and not been so arrogant.

After more than ten moves of exchanging attacks, there was a shoo sound as Wen Yudi's sleeve was cut open by the fine iron sword.

A hint of anger flashed across his face, and he shouted loudly. Suddenly, his feet slipped, and his body twisted in a strange and bizarre manner like an eel. Meng Jintang's sword, originally aimed at his throat, was dodged, only managing to strike his shoulder.

Wen Yudi took the risk of taking a hit from her sword and closed in on Meng Jintang's side.

With a swing of his right hand, he struck with his iron fan. However, just as he was about to hit the young girl in green, she inexplicably drew a yellowish short sword from her sleeve.

With a horizontal block, she intercepted the iron fan just in the nick of time.

This move was extremely risky, but Meng Jintang expelled her internal force from her palm and directed it along the copper sword and iron fan, continuously hitting Wen Yudi with an unending flow of true energy.

The finely dressed leader had no choice but to engage in a contest of inner strength with her.

With the help of the system, Meng Jintang had achieved some proficiency in the "Mysterious Void Technique."

Wen Yudi's skill was not only inferior in depth but also lacked purity compared to hers. He could only withstand her attacks for a short while before being sent flying backward, his embroidered front lapel splattered with blood.

As soon as Wen Yudi's back touched the ground, he swiftly executed a somersault, flipping back onto his feet. He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.

His foundation was unstable, and after Meng Jintang disrupted his true energy, his entire body's Qi and blood surged backward, causing severe pain in his Dantian.

His face turned grim, seemingly wanting to say something, but suddenly, a flash of red light appeared in his eyes.

His body began to sway uncontrollably, and he exclaimed with a hoarse voice, "You, you used poison!"

Meng Jintang didn't miss the opportunity to counterattack. She immediately floated up and pierced her opponent's heart with a sword.

Then, she spoke thoughtfully, "Actually, it wasn't an intentional use of poison. I probably forgot to clean my sword before coming here."

When she buried the antidote in the evening, she used her sword to dig the soil as it was convenient. Since the soil contained the toxicity of "Unwillingly Crimson," it was not surprising that a little bit of it rubbed off on her long sword in the process.

The toxicity on the sword was initially quite low, and even if Wen Yudi didn't take the antidote, with his own skill, he probably wouldn't have felt much until the poison completely subsided.

However, he was just hit by Meng Jintang, causing his true energy to disperse, leaving him at the lowest defense value in his life. He managed to endure the internal injury debuff but couldn't withstand the poisoning debuff.

Having successfully landed a strike, Meng Jintang immediately touched the ground and leaped backward.

In the instant she moved away, a pair of brass-colored large hammers came down from above, smashing into the spot where she had stood before, creating a massive crater in the ground.