Chapter 5: The Apprentice's Struggle

It has to be said that Han Li's skills and responses are extremely superb, and he can always use strange moves to help others escape danger in times of crisis.

Moreover, he carried a lot of hidden weapons, which he would attack from various tricky positions such as shoulders, armpits, and between legs.

However, all of these were easily resolved by Mo Juren, who used his Magic Silver Hand's true energy to slap them away, and they fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

No matter how hard Han Li tried, he was still pinned down in the corner and unable to escape.

Mo Juren finally used a grappling technique with both hands to grab Han Li's shoulder.

Seeing this, Han Li's eyes were filled with the determination to die. He ignored the fact that the door was wide open and slashed at Mo Juren's throat with his dagger, as if he was going to die together with Mo Juren.

Mo Juren would certainly not really hurt Han Li, let alone die with him.

So he gave up the killing move with his feet that could have allowed him to strike first, and instead used his hands to switch from offense to defense, grabbing directly for the dagger.

Han Li didn't understand what was going on, so he seized the opportunity and twisted his body violently, performing a ghostly movement at an incredible angle.

Then it floated out of Mo Juren's control like a puff of smoke and fled to the other end of the room.

The strangeness of this move once again surprised Mo Juren.

But seeing that Han Li immediately ran out of strength after using this move and looked so weak that he almost had to lean on the wall, he knew that this ghostly body movement might be a trick that would overdraw the body and could not be used for too long in a short period of time.

Mo Juren knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so while Han Li was panting and trying to recover, Mo Juren pretended to provoke him.

"You have quite a few tricks! Humph, but with just these tricks, you will never be able to escape from this house."

Han Li pulled out a sword from somewhere and got into position, ready to make a final fight at any time.

Yu Zitong saw the battle between the master and the disciple clearly in his soul, and a voice that only Mo Juren could hear said in his mind,

"Why haven't you caught this guy yet? Don't be careless and let him run away."

Mo Juren ignored Yu Zitong's noise and used "A World Away" again to get closer to Han Li, but deliberately revealed the direction of the door.

Han Li blocked the attack with a feint, and once again used that strange body movement technique. Just as Mo Juren had expected, he took advantage of the situation to flee towards the door, as if he could escape by going out of this door.

But before he reached the door, he heard the cold voice of Doctor Mo.
"Iron slave! Catch him for me!"

The iron slave who had been standing at the corner of the wall had actually moved quietly a long time ago. Upon hearing the sound, he immediately rushed out from behind the door silently. His huge figure pressed down like a shield covering the sky and the sun, catching Han Li off guard.

Han Li still managed to respond in this critical situation. He feinted an attack with the knife in his right hand, while his left foot suddenly kicked towards Tie Nu's lower body.

At the same time, he held a dagger in his left hand, and his hand joints were twisted at an impossible angle, and he slashed it towards Tie Nu's neck.

But Tie Nu had no intention of defending at all.

Han Li only heard the sound of his left foot kicking its lower body, like hitting an iron egg, and the dagger scratching its neck, like a ship squeaking against the dock.

While Han Li was stunned, Tie Nu clenched his hands and pressed Han Li's hands on his waist, then lifted Han Li up like a wooden stake.

Seeing this, Mo Juren hurriedly ordered Tie Nu, "Be careful, don't use too much force. Don't hurt his body!"

Han Li's feet were off the ground, his hands were tightly grasped, and he was unable to move. When he heard this, his eyes were shocked, and he had no idea what Mo Juren meant.

Mo Juren arrived soon after and directly stripped off Han Li's clothes on his chest, revealing a heart-protecting mirror underneath.

After pulling off the heart-protecting mirror, he pressed Han Li's acupoint with one finger.

Han Li's body softened, and he lost the strength to resist. But he still laughed as if he would not admit defeat.
"Haha, don't be too proud too soon. If you are hit by my 'fragrant silk', you will not survive."

"Fragrant silk? Nonsense, how could you make this kind of poison? Isn't this a poison recipe that I researched? Even I haven't been able to make it. When did you learn it?" Mo Juren asked curiously.

"You don't have to guess, Master Mo. Anyway, all my weapons are coated with my secret poison. Don't forget that you were cut in the stomach by my blade, right? Hehe."

Mo Juren pulled aside the clothes on his chest and abdomen, and indeed he saw a shallow wound on his abdomen. There was an abnormal purple color on it, and he also felt a tingling sensation. He knew that he had been hit.

The name of Chanxiangsi sounds romantic, but it is actually a peculiar chronic poison. Once poisoned, it will spread throughout the body through the blood inadvertently, posing a fatal threat to warriors. Once the true energy is used in the future, the onset of the poison will be accelerated.

Mo Juren has always been proud of his knowledge of medicine and poison, so he didn't take this chronic poison seriously.

He took out a bottle of the strongest antidote from his bag, and tried to crush it and apply it to the wound.

Han Li sneered and said sarcastically,

"Don't waste your energy. I have specially added ingredients to this formula. The drugs I used are also extremely rare and precious. I haven't even figured out the detoxification method myself. Hehehe..."

"If you want to detoxify, then let me go. I will tell you what is added to it..."

Mo Juren's face turned cold, and he stared at Han Li in silence. After a moment, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, my good disciple, you are truly a rare talent! Hahahaha..."

Han Li didn't understand what Mo Juren meant. What was so funny about this?

"If it weren't for my other tricks, your wish might have come true today. What a pity, it's God's will, so don't blame me..."

Han Li was even more confused.
"What kind of tricks are you using? Don't you even want to die? Even though you are getting old and dying, you can still live one more day. Why are you in such a hurry to die?"

Mo Juren did not explain any more. In order to prevent Han Li from using any ulterior motives to destroy and hurt himself, he simply pressed Han Li's mute point, making him unable to speak.

Then Mo Juren took action himself and stripped off everything on Han Li's body, leaving only a large trouser leg.

There were a bunch of things on the table, including poison powder, poison needles, poison water, lime, hidden weapons, pills, daggers, etc. Even a soft sword was found on the belt, which was really unexpected.

Mo Juren also saw that Han Li was wearing a large cloth bag-shaped amulet on his chest. He touched it casually and found something like a stone piece inside.

He didn't pay much attention to it at the moment, and just pulled it off and threw it on the table. He didn't notice that at that moment, Han Li's eyes showed a trace of reluctance...

　A familiar scene is coming...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)