Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

Chapter 15:

The Iron Crotch Skill is not an exceptional technique, but it still has some usefulness for Qiao Mu.

In fact, the crotch region is also one of the human body’s protection mechanisms.

Qiao Mu was preparing to practice the Iron Crotch Skill, which had nothing to do with Old Huang being old and strong, but rather it was to study martial arts and make up for the weaknesses in the human body.

But then the problem came up right away.

Actually, Qiao Mu didn’t have much money on hand.

And the centurion’s salary hadn’t arrived yet, after all, he had just taken office.

Qiao Mu did have the Long Life Fist and Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method, but these two secret techniques were gifted to him by Qiao Canxue and were not suitable for exchange with outsiders.

He didn’t expect that his subordinates would quickly bring out martial arts techniques for him.

After all, besides peculiar organizations like the Wuji Association, ordinary martial artists were quite particular about who they shared their skills with, even if it was just basic strength training, they wouldn’t easily give it to others.

"Old Huang, you set the price for the Iron Crotch Skill, and when I receive my monthly salary as centurion, I will come and buy it from you," Qiao Mu said.

He would not freeload, especially not from his subordinates, even if they had just met.

Little did Old Huang know, he shook his head.

"What nonsense is the Boss talking about? Money or not, it was never something valuable."

He grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and handed a thin book from his pocket to Qiao Mu:

"This Iron Crotch Skill, it’s just a gift I’m giving to the Boss."

Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes, but didn’t refuse.

The other soldiers nearby were somewhat surprised.

"When did Old Huang become so enlightened?"

"This Iron Crotch Skill is at least a valuable skill for protection, and he willingly handed it over without asking for money?"

"Tsk tsk, Old Huang, at such an old age, he finally gained some wisdom?"

The other soldiers whispered secretly to each other.

This Old Huang was just an ordinary foot soldier, a farmer before joining the army. He wasn’t good at flattering others, but surprisingly, after the new centurion arrived, he suddenly became more clever.

Qiao Mu held the Iron Crotch Skill manual in his hand and nodded.

"Then I won’t take advantage of you for nothing."

"How about this, if there’s a battle, you can follow behind me and I’ll do my best to protect you."

Old Huang smiled and expressed his thanks, but he didn’t really believe it in his heart.

The Bald Monk Soldier next to them couldn’t help but smirk, struggling to hold back his laughter.

The main duty of the Yan City garrison was to maintain order in Yan City. They basically just stood guard and watched the gate, as there hadn’t been any battles for a long time.

Although Qiao Mu was a centurion, he was still in the stage of training his strength. Ultimately, he was just a flesh and blood body and wouldn’t be much stronger than an ordinary foot soldier on the battlefield.

If an experienced martial artist with strong internal strength said this, it might be worth listening to.

Qiao Mu seemed to notice and glanced at the Bald Monk Soldier next to him, trying to hold back a laugh.

This monk soldier was originally from a temple and was tall and muscular. However, during a famine, he had to leave the temple and become a soldier to survive.

While ordinary soldiers learned basic farming moves, this Bald Monk Soldier had actually studied martial arts seriously.

"Boss, please don’t judge me. My skills are not that impressive," the Bald Monk Soldier quickly said.

He had no intention of teaching Qiao Mu his techniques, especially since Qiao Mu seemed unwilling to pay or make a serious commitment.

Although Qiao Mu was a centurion, he couldn’t force them to share their martial arts techniques.

Moreover, the Bald Monk Soldier felt that the difference in their abilities wasn’t that big. Both were still in the phase of training their strength, and if they were to fight on the battlefield, Qiao Mu might not perform better than him.

On the surface, Qiao Mu was their leader as a centurion, but considering his lack of skill, he fell short.

Qiao Mu didn’t say much, he turned his head and looked at Old Huang, saying:

"That’s right, even though I, Qiao Mu, have always kept my promises, just talking about them feels empty."

"How about this, let’s rest today, and I’ll treat you to some drinks?"

Qiao Mu didn’t have money to buy martial arts techniques, but he had more than enough money for drinks.

When the soldiers around heard their superior say they were going to have drinks, they all cheered and agreed, of course, there was no reason to refuse.

Before long, they arrived at the Yunlai Restaurant in the inner city area.

The Yunlai Restaurant wasn’t really a super luxurious place, otherwise Qiao Mu couldn’t afford it, but it had a decent decoration with a hint of sandalwood scent, looking presentable.

The other soldiers were fine.

When Old Huang followed Qiao Mu inside, his eyes wandered everywhere, like a country bumpkin entering a grand garden.

"Old Huang, you shouldn’t be making such a scene when entering this small restaurant, especially considering that you have been a soldier for several years," said the Bald Monk Soldier beside him.

"Today, the boss invited us for a drink, and your behavior is embarrassing the boss," he added.

Old Huang just grinned and smiled.

Even though he had been a soldier for several years, he looked more like an ordinary farmer from the countryside.

Perhaps his savings had been drained by his six children, and he was worried that he couldn’t save much money… Qiao Mu didn’t say much but thought about how this person had taught him the Iron Crotch Skill. He probably rarely came to this restaurant, so Qiao Mu offered him a few drinks.

After a few drinks, Old Huang’s initial hesitation began to fade away.

"Speaking of this Iron Crotch Skill… Boss, you don’t know, but I could have had a seventh child," Old Huang said with a sigh as he drank the alcohol.

Qiao Mu was shocked instantly.

Wow, it seemed that Old Huang really wanted to form a team of children! If he were born in modern times, he would definitely have received recognition and awards for his exceptional production ability.

Old Huang, when it comes to this, his smile disappeared from his face.

"A few days ago… maybe about four or five months ago, my wife became pregnant, so I took her to the inner city to buy some supplements, and then we happened to run into that City Lord’s son…" Old Huang looked down at his cup of wine and slowly spoke:

"One of his servants whipped my wife’s belly, and later we lost the baby. My wife had to stay in bed for nearly three months. She just recently got out of bed, but she still feels weak…"

Speaking of this, Old Huang suddenly stopped.

"Enough of these sad things, boss, let me toast to you."

The two wine cups collided in the air, making a crisp sound.

In fact, the two of them had just met, but Old Huang had drunk too much and began to ramble on:

"Boss, this Iron Crotch Skill, there’s actually some technique to it. It was passed down by a family member of mine who was a bodyguard."

"The Iron Crotch Skill has many wonderful uses. Once you reach a high level of mastery, you can retract your private parts into your abdomen and move them like fingers…"

"In Yan City, when it comes to martial arts, I might not be considered anything special. But when it comes to the skill beneath my pants…"

Old Huang was talking and he grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth, and proudly said:

"My dick is invincible!"