"Blinking sword technique?" Han Li repeated the name of the sword technique to himself.
"Yeah, what do you mean swordsmanship has anything to do with blinking? The name is funny, isn't it?"
"Have you practiced this sword technique?" Han Li asked with concern.
"Of course not. Who knows how to practice martial arts that doesn't even use real energy? Isn't that a show? Don't mention me. Since its establishment, no one has practiced it."
"I heard that if it wasn't for the elder who founded it, who had saved Qixuanmen from several crises, and made a will before his death, this sword technique must be included in Qijuetang, this blinking sword technique would have been impossible Put it in the list of Qijuetang's unique learning."
Li Feiyu had a big mouth that was completely different from his cold appearance. Before Han Li opened his mouth to ask, he revealed all the old facts about this sword technique. Of course, his big-mouthed nature would only show a little bit in front of Han Li, but outside, in front of other senior brothers, he became that cool idol "Senior Brother Li" again.
After Han Li listened to Li Feiyu's narration, his fifth sense vaguely told him that this was what he had been looking for.
"Senior brother Li, can you copy this sword technique for me and bring out Qi Jue Tang?"
"Hee hee! No problem. If you want to talk about other martial arts, I can't copy them for you, because there are special personnel to check and check every day, but this blinking sword technique is placed in a corner and no one pays attention. But it is too difficult to copy. Trouble, why don't I just quietly bring out the original sword manual for you, and after you memorize or transcribe it by yourself, I will put it back secretly, and no one will notice." Li Feiyu nonchalantly put forward a bolder suggestion .
Seeing that he seemed to be very sure, Han Li agreed to his approach. At first, I was a little worried about the bad habit of the person in front of me. If I accidentally missed a few places when copying the sword skills for him, I would be wronged. Of course, it would be better to get the original sword manual now.
"Okay, it's getting late, I should go back to practice. Otherwise, the manager of Qijuetang will find out that I went out secretly." Li Feiyu dried herself, put on her shirt, and prepared to leave.
Han Li didn't say anything else, but told him to be careful when stealing the sword manual, so as not to fall on it.
Li Feiyu turned around indifferently, waved at him with the back of his hand, and slowly climbed out from the nearby cave.
Han Li saw his back gradually disappearing into the cave entrance, and the smile on his face also gradually disappeared, revealing a few traces of gloom.
Not long after Li Feiyu left, Han Li also returned to God's Hand Valley. As soon as he returned to the Valley of God's Hands, he saw that tall mysterious man from a distance.
He stood motionless outside Doctor Mo's room, close to the door, wearing a cloak, as if he didn't care about the scorching sun in summer.
Han Li stood by the door of his own room, stopped in his tracks, and looked at the man who never spoke.
Ever since being blackmailed by Doctor Mo, Han Li has been very interested in this man who doesn't show his true face. This man seems to be born dumb, and he has never spoken a word since he came to the valley.
What's even more strange is that this person's physical strength is really amazing. Standing still like this, he often stays for a whole day, and he has never been seen to be tired. In Han Li's mind, he had already dubbed him a "monster".
He also tried to communicate with this person, but this person was like a piece of wood, no response, no matter how gaudy Han Li said, he just ignored it.
Han Li had completely convinced Doctor Mo that he was able to train a living flesh and blood body like a puppet without any weaknesses.
He absolutely obeys orders, has amazing physical strength, never speaks, and has no emotion at all. Although he doesn't know how good his martial arts are, he will never be too weak. This is his final judgment on this man.
Han Li knew that this person was likely to become another trump card of Doctor Mo, but there was no way he could find any flaws in this person.
The only thing that puzzled Han Li was that occasionally when he looked at this person's back from behind, he always had a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen the same figure there. But when he thinks back, he can't remember the similarity of the back of anyone he knows.
After watching for a while, Han Li sighed and closed the door, and went back inside. He knew that this person would not go to rest without Doctor Mo's order.
He was a little disturbed, and jumped directly onto his own bed with a stride, and lay down there, then put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.
He replayed the few tricks he learned from Li Feiyu today in his mind, and then secretly simulated them out of thin air with his brain, dividing the details of each trick into several sections, and then deliberating and pondering over and over again.
This is Han Li's new ability-photographic memory after practicing to the fifth level of Changchun kung fu.
With this advantage, he can completely memorize any martial arts out of thin air, and then play them back and forth countless times in his mind to refine and sublimate them. This is why Li Feiyu thinks he is a genius.
Two months ago, relying on the effectiveness of the two holy medicines, Han Li forcibly broke through the fourth level of Changchun Gong and reached the fifth level.
The efficacy of the "Huanglong Pill" and "Golden Supplement Pill" was so powerful that it far exceeded Han Li's estimate. He still underestimated the great power of those formulas. These prepared pills were really priceless treasures.
However, half of the two marrow-cleansing elixirs have been used up, and the rest should be barely enough for me to practice the sixth-level Changchun Kung Fu. I really look forward to what the sixth-level Changchun Kung Fu will bring to me. Accident.
There was only half a year left before Doctor Mo's ultimatum. Although I had learned some moves from Li Feiyu, but because I didn't have the internal energy to match them, it could only be regarded as some superficial kung fu.
It is still effective against people who are proficient in martial arts, but if it is used against Doctor Mo, it is really a meat bun beating a dog, and there will be no return.
Thinking of this, Han Li was a little worried and troubled. His Changchun kungfu was good at everything, but it couldn't be used in actual combat or fighting.
Now he can only look forward to that blinking swordsmanship, hoping it will bring him a pleasant surprise.