Chapter 18.2: Requirements for Upgrading Life Skills
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Transmigration with Cheat Codes Chapter 18.2: Requirements for Upgrading Life Skills

While the leader of the rowdy group had a keen eye to a certain extent, the followers behind him were mostly ignorant ruffians. Even if they were inclined to pick on the weak, they couldn't discern who was weak and who was strong in this situation.

One of the rowdies couldn't take his eyes off Meng Jintang, and he disregarded Chen Shen, who was unnoticed by him.

Under the influence of alcohol, he chuckled and said, "Where did this big, young lady come from..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a cold gleam flashed, and Meng Jintang had already gripped the sword hilt, with the tip of the sword pressing against the eyelid of the rowdy individual.

She had actually gauged it just right, causing the other party to feel a sharp pain but not piercing their flesh. However, in panic, the rowdy individual instinctively shook his head, immediately feeling a damp and intense pain on his eyelid.

The rowdy individual with the injured eyelid tried to hide behind his companions, but the longsword remained firmly attached to him, unwilling to leave him for a moment.

The slightly smarter rowdies had already begun pleading incessantly, "We have eyes but couldn't see, we didn't know the Queen was here. Please spare us, Your Majesty!"

Being called "Queen" for the second time, Meng Jintang was left speechless.

She seriously wondered if, in this world, the perception of ordinary people regarding martial artists was limited to the realm of bandits and outlaws.

Meng Jintang chuckled softly, lowered the tip of her sword, and then thrust it forward abruptly, channeling her inner energy through it, striking the acupoints of the rowdy individual.

Being struck by her in this way, the rowdy individual would undoubtedly experience soreness and pain in half of his body for the next three to five days, as if being gnawed at by a swarm of ants.

The leader of the rowdy group was trembling with fear, torn between wanting to escape for his life and fearing that if he did, the young girl in front of him would thrust a sword into his back.

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