In the Blade

Faced with the ink ball coming towards him, Du Chengfeng hesitated for a moment, but still raised his hand to block it.

Originally, he planned to directly block it with his body. Although this was indeed an overly risky attempt, now that he had a high-density body, he became much bolder - he would first take the opponent's move and see how strong the opponent was. It was only after learning the new technique that he dared to fight so recklessly.

However, after thinking about it, Du Chengfeng decided to do it again next time. After all, this ball of ink looked disgusting and even a little smelly. If it was really splashed all over, it might not hurt much, but it would definitely make it impossible to go out.

However, is this ball of ink really harmless?

As Du Chengfeng blocked the blow, the ink ball was immediately dispersed in mid-air. The ink splashed on the body of the yamen runner who was close to him, and the ink immediately seeped into his clothes. At this moment, no matter how slow the yamen runner was, he had already realized that the ink ball was extremely dangerous, and the instinctive fear of death made the yamen runner's back cold.

But even if the yamen runner took off his clothes as quickly as possible, it was too late.

The ink was like a living thing, and it had already seeped into the yamen runner's skin.

Following the blood vessels in the arm, the ink ball went straight up, and in just a moment it had already surged onto the yamen runner's shoulder. The yamen runner's face had become extremely ugly, but the yamen runner was also a ruthless person. He drew his knife on the spot, and even if he lost an arm, he dared not let the ink continue to move forward.

But this knife-drawing was half a beat late after all.

Just when the yamen runner drew his knife, the dark ink had already surged into the yamen runner's chest.

So, in just two moments, the yamen runner's eyes rolled back and he fell dead on the spot.

"Hiss——"

Seeing the innocent yamen runner die on the spot, the other yamen runners were all horrified, and when they looked at Du Chengfeng, there was a bit of hatred in their eyes that they dared not speak.

If it weren't for the cook raising his hand to block it, how could their colleague have died so violently?

But Du Chengfeng was not having a good time either. You know, compared to the yamen runner who was just splashed, he directly used his hand to catch the ink - and now, the whole ink has penetrated into his skin and even spread to his shoulders!

"So fast!"

Du Chengfeng Du Chengfeng held his breath and concentrated.

You know, his body has a very high density, and the ink can penetrate so quickly. If he was still a giant... I'm afraid he would become a corpse on the spot!

"Really..."

Thinking of his arrogant thoughts just now, Du Chengfeng felt ashamed.

He was complacent when he had a little ability, and thought he was very capable. He even wanted to take a hard blow from the opponent to see how strong the opponent was... Now it seems that he underestimated the hero in the world.

And now, this is the price of this carelessness. If the ink goes all the way to the chest...

Anyone with a little common sense can understand that if a foreign object enters the heart, it is basically equivalent to declaring death.

"So I must think of a way... That's right! Density! It must be that my density is not high enough!"

Du Chengfeng immediately grasped the key to the matter.

Being able to be invaded by the ink itself means that there are still gaps in his body. You must know that the real density, such as steel, is really impenetrable. He thought he had twisted it to the limit, but now it seems that it is still far away, even further away!

"Just like tempering steel, temper yourself!"

At this moment, Du Chengfeng inexplicably remembered the memories attached to the weapons that he had tasted before.

Although most of the time, his attention is mainly focused on the experience of these weapons themselves, but in fact, every time before savoring those experiences, he must first go through a period of hammering and polishing - that is the memory of the weapons being forged, and the technique of people processing steel.

And now, what he is enduring is exactly the same as those steel weapons?

"Impurities have been mixed into the steel! The impurities must be removed!"

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng's body was screwed tight again.

Outstanding craftsmen often use the method of hammering and tempering to deal with impurities in steel. After repeated folding and forging, the texture of steel will become more and more pure, and the steel itself will also leave layers of cloud patterns brought by forging - of course, Du Chengfeng can't fold himself like folding steel at the moment, but he knows another way.

That was something he had seen a long time ago. In that peaceful era when firearms were prevalent, swords were no longer useful. However, it was this hard-won peace that gave those knife makers more room to show their strengths. Among those knife makers, some were very good at using twisted steel cables to make blades.

The spiral twisting of the steel cable, isn't that what he is doing now?

"But it's not enough! Not enough!"

Du Chengfeng clenched his fists.

Ordinary patterned steel is not enough. Even if these steels have been tempered, the layered patterns have shown that there are still tiny gaps in them. Tiny gaps are still gaps. This is still not what he wants. He knows very well what he wants to achieve, which is density! It is extremely high density!

"There must be a better way! There must be better materials!"

Under the guidance of this idea, Du Chengfeng vaguely remembered something.

There is indeed a better material, which is top-grade steel that is far better than pattern steel. Even Du Chengfeng has only heard of the name of this material.

"Ultra-high alloy powder high speed steel."

Du Chengfeng remembered this title.

Du Chengfeng has no idea how to make this kind of steel. After all, powder metallurgy is far beyond the scope of most people's lives. But right now, it doesn't matter if he can't think of the production process. He just needs to know the concept. Enough.

After all, a firm will can change everything.

As long as your will is strong enough, you can still make it even if you don't have the relevant craftsmanship!

"drink!"

With a loud shout, Du Chengfeng's original height of only six feet was shortened by three inches again, suddenly reduced to five feet seven inches, which is just over 1.7 meters tall.

And his body has become harder than steel itself.

Although on the surface, his exposed skin is still the color of flesh and blood, but upon closer inspection, the skin has a faint metallic-like hard luster - he has already done it at this moment. Real water cannot be poured in, and even heavy weapons such as swords and axes cannot hurt him even a little bit.

And the ink that spread to the arm was directly locked in place.

"call……"

Du Chengfeng let out a sigh of relief.

Driven by a strong will, he really did it.

So Du Chengfeng looked at his arm again. His right arm, which had been dyed black by ink, had now returned to blood color, leaving only some gray and black traces, as if it were a strange tattoo wrapped around the entire right arm. ——But as Du Chengfeng exerted force with his right arm, the remaining gray and black marks disappeared.

As an additive for melting the body, the ink with a high carbon content has been completely absorbed by his body and turned into nourishment for the body.

"Actually, there should be more."

Du Chengfeng suddenly felt a pity that this little ink was still too little.

But immediately, he noticed the gazes of the government officials around him.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Du Chengfeng scratched his head.

"You don't think I killed someone, do you? This makes no sense. Are you blind?"

"You..."

The government officials were still too angry to speak out, especially when the cook dared to say that they were blind - but looking in the direction of the cook's finger, they saw that the government servant who had just been stained by ink was actually It also sticks to the ground like Wu Captou, like a hanging painting.

"……ah?"

Seeing this, these government officials realized that the colleague who had been standing with them just now was not a human being!

"this!"

The frightened government officials immediately scattered in all directions, never daring to gather together again - at this moment, the corpse of the government officials on the ground turned into a ball of ink strangely, and was about to explode on the spot!

"Hey! This is what I want!"

Du Chengfeng stood up and blocked it on the spot. The ink stains on his body not only did not cause any harm to him, but made him laugh.

"All that's left is this little additive! Melt it for me!"

The arrogant laughter filled the entire class room and was also heard by Feiyan in the air.

And Feiyan heard it, which meant that Yuan Zhixian of the county government office heard it.

"This isn't going to kill you?"

Yuan Zhixian was shocked. He suddenly felt that he had made a wrong decision.

Maybe he was right not to take action just now. Although even he himself would regard it as a sign of cowardice, it would at least allow him to continue to maintain his concealment. Now that he is taking action brazenly, it would be useless if he could achieve success with one blow. It's okay, but in this situation, he has directly exposed his existence!

"But it's okay, it's okay."

Yuan Zhixian took a few deep breaths to calm down his emotions and tried to calm down.

He just exposed his existence. If he really wanted to be exposed, he had actually been exposed when Feiyan was captured before - but this is a normal thing. As long as two strong men are in a similar range, even if Even without seeing each other, they are aware of each other's presence.

After all, the existence of the strong is so obvious, just like a lone beast in the wilderness. No matter how deliberately you try to hide it, you will leave something that belongs only to you on the road and in the living environment. A unique trace.

But even if he noticed these traces and confirmed that another strong man was nearby, it would be of no use.

After all, he hasn't revealed his position and identity yet.

This is the difference between humans and beasts. Beasts look like beasts at first glance, but as for humans, as long as they wear loose and elegant clothes and look polite, no one can tell who this person is. How strong.

Just like the so-called prime minister in the past, even if he was sitting across from him, he only thought that he was an ordinary master of martial arts and had no idea that he actually had such abilities.

"I'm still in the dark, and I still have the initiative. As long as I don't take the initiative to expose myself, no one can see through... huh?"

Just when Yuan Zhixian was thinking about the next countermeasures, a Yamen servant rushed in at a trot.

"Sir! It's not good! There are brothers outside who have turned into paper figures! Their faces are all blurry!"

"Oh? Is this happening?"

Yuan Zhixian was shocked.

"There was the skinning case earlier, and now there's the paper figurine. This is just... Hurry! Where is Capt. Wu? Come to Capt. Wu quickly!"

"Captain Wu, he, he... he has turned into a paper man!"

In fear, even though he had a bad relationship with Captain Wu, the yamen runner who came to report the news was already crying loudly.

"Captain Wu was the first to change! He was the first to die!"

"Ah... what should I do?"

Zhixian Yuan paced anxiously.

"Why don't we report this to the state capital as soon as possible and wait for someone from above..."

"Hey! What are you running for!"

Before Zhixian Yuan could come up with any ideas, a strange figure rushed in directly.

"They are all checking over there, and you are the only one missing!"

Saying this, the man who was less than six feet tall grabbed the yamen runner who came to report the news.

Then he turned his head and looked at Zhixian Yuan.

"It's just right, everyone wants to check it, you come too."

"... Me?"

Zhixian Yuan was stunned.

"What to check?"

"Check the paper man!"

The man pointed outside.

"Everyone is over there, and we are checking for the second time now... Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Du Chengfeng, and I am the cook at the post station, and I am currently an apprentice."

"Du Chengfeng... Du Chengfeng?"

Zhixian Yuan raised his head suddenly.

Although he had never seen this man, he had an impression of this name - if he remembered correctly, Jia Wen, who had met him once before, was beaten to death in the Golden Palace by a man named Du Chengfeng after he became emperor.

At that time, he secretly thought it was a pity, after all, he still had some appreciation for the man named Jia Wen, but now it seems...it was him?

"Yes, yes, it's Du Chengfeng."

Du Chengfeng, who was about to leave, stopped immediately when he heard someone calling his name from behind.

"If it's troublesome, just call me Xiao Du or A Du, after all, you look a few years older than me... Wait, what's this smell?"

"What smell?"

Zhixian Yuan didn't know what he was talking about for a while, but Du Chengfeng on the opposite side had already walked towards him.

Then, he raised his hand and punched.

His arm, as thick as a column, instantly expanded, and the entire back hall of the county government office was punched through by a punch - and County Magistrate Yuan's figure had already landed on the half-remaining beam, agile and vigorous like a flying swallow.

"How did you find me!"

At this moment, County Magistrate Yuan's face was full of hatred.

"I obviously didn't reveal anything..."

"It's the smell of ink."

Sniffing, Du Chengfeng raised his fist again.

"You stink too much!"