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Sitting in the office building's elevator, Xue Jing opened the panel and took a look.
You conducted a real battle...
He skipped the series of experience point increase prompts and looked directly downwards.
[Fitness increased to Lv8 (107/6000)]
[Health care upgraded to Lv6 (29/3000)]
Fitness and health care, which had already reached the critical point for upgrading, were upgraded to the next level at the same time.
Xue Jing clenched his palms, feeling his physical fitness had improved a lot. While feeling happy, he also felt a little dissatisfied.
Whether it was Jiao Hongyuan who could take his life easily, or his senior brother who couldn't keep him away with just one punch, they both made him deeply aware of the serious insufficiency of his own strength.
Suppressing his inner impetuosity, Xue Jing said to himself:
"It's okay, take your time, one day..."
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Chapter 93: Futu Knife, killing people is like cutting grass, Zhushan Ying: Junior Brother, come to my house (4K)
Xue Jing took the elevator back to Canglong Dojo.
At this time, the dojo was littered with broken glass, various pieces of equipment, and furniture.
Dozens of disciples were packing up, and when they saw Xue Jing coming back, they greeted him respectfully.
Xue Jing nodded in response and walked into the training hall.
Master Li Qi had disappeared, and Takeyama Ying had rolled up his sleeves and was also cleaning up the messy training hall.
Xue Jing asked:
"Senior Sister Zhu, where is the master?"
As he said this, he stepped forward to help.
Zhu Shanying took a broom and swept together the glass and concrete fragments on the ground. When she heard Xue Jing's question, she turned around and a look of confusion appeared on her childish face.
"Hey, where's the master?"
“I was here just now.”
Xue Jing was just asking casually and didn't take it seriously.
He glanced at the messy dojo and said:
“It has to be renovated now… I don’t know how long it will take to complete.”
Zhu Shanying's eyes lit up.
"Little Junior Brother, then you have no place to practice martial arts?"
There was a hint of smile in the girl's tone, as if she was a little happy.
Xue Jing was puzzled, "Huh? The training room is fine, only the glass is broken, but it can still be used."
Takeyama Ying put down the broom in his hand, stretched out his right index finger and shook it, "NONONO~"
"The training hall is being renovated. There will be all kinds of noises, it's so noisy. How can I practice martial arts peacefully?"
Hearing her say this, Xue Jing thought about it and felt that it was true, so he smiled and said:
"So what do you think, Senior Sister Zhu?"
The girl's pretty face was full of smiles. "You can come to my house to practice martial arts."
Xue Jing: “Hmm?”
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At five o'clock the next morning, Xue Jing woke up with his eyes opened exactly on time.
He glanced at his arm.
In the battle with Li Chengxuan yesterday, his skin and flesh were pierced by the opponent's Baihong Piercing Finger.
Looking at it now, new flesh has completely grown out, and only a pink scar the size of a finger is left. I estimate that it will be completely healed tomorrow.
The energy and recovery provided by Lv6 health care are amazing.
"The Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword is still quite useful."
Xue Jing said to himself.
Although the finger was eventually blocked by him, it was not because the opponent was not strong, but because he opened it.
The body was transformed by skills and the bone strength was far superior to that of ordinary people. In addition, there was a body of golden scale skin that could restrain the Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword. Add in the double blessing of twin defenses, and this result was finally achieved.
Xue Jing sat up, stretched, rubbed the head of the cat in cat shape sleeping next to him, and got out of bed.
After washing up in the bathroom, he changed his clothes, took the long knife that Takeyama Ying had given him yesterday, and went out.
He came to the small garden where he usually ran. It was too early and the sky was hazy, so he was the only one in the garden.
“Crack—”
Xue Jing pulled the long sword out of its sheath, and a beautiful silver-white blade flashing with cold light appeared before his eyes.
“What a nice knife.”
Xue Jing couldn't help but admire once again.
When I think about the fact that this knife is worth a full 20 million, it makes it look even better.
"Hmm? What is this?"
Xue Jing suddenly discovered that there were two unclear words etched on the blade near the handle.
The font was in seal script, full of ancient charm. Xue Jing took a long time to recognize it before he said uncertainly:
"Is this... 'Futu'?"
The two seal characters engraved on the blade should be the words "Futu".
"So this knife is called 'Futu Knife'?"
Xue Jing touched the two words and felt that the name was a bit strange.
"Rabbit probably doesn't mean rabbit... maybe it means the moon?"
Xue Jing guessed.
"In this case, adding the word 伏, there are many interpretations... Subjugating and cutting off the bright moon, with the bright moon lurking in the blade? Or it can simply mean 'the bright moon sinks to the west'..."
"Never mind, it's just a name."
Xue Jing shook his head.
He pulled out the "Futu" completely, and the 1.5-meter-long sword was fully displayed in front of him.
Placing the scabbard on the bench in the garden, Xue Jing held the handle with both hands and began to practice his swordsmanship.
“Swoosh—whoosh—”
Completely different from the ordinary long sword he had used before, Fu Tu was extremely easy to use. The weight of nearly ten kilograms was neither too heavy nor too light for him.
The sharp blade cut through the air, making a sharp sound. Xue Jing was so excited about dancing that he couldn't help but stare at the grass in the garden...
“Cha-cha-cha-cha—”
The grass leaves flew everywhere under the swinging blade, turning into green debris all over the sky.
Just like a child who got a good wooden stick and set his sights on a ten-mile rapeseed field, Xue Jing was enjoying mowing the grass. While he was happy, he couldn't help but fantasize like a child.
In his eyes, what was in front of him were no longer blades of grass, but enemies whose faces he could not see clearly.
He raised his knife and swung it. Instead of grass leaves flying in front of him, human heads fell to the ground.
A hint of blood quietly appeared in his pupils.
“Shh—”
The flying green debris turned into broken limbs, bloody foam and rotten corpses in his eyes.
“Shh—”
With a flash of a knife, the bare grassland turned into a sea of corpses and blood.
“Heaven created all things to nourish man, but man has nothing to repay Heaven…”
The enemy in front of him, whose face he could not see clearly, began to take on a more specific appearance.
At the beginning, it was a passerby that Xue Jing didn't know at all. He didn't hesitate and killed them one by one.
Later, there were people Xue Jing had some impression of, Pei Youguang's students, the Razor Gang members he met that night, and so on.
Later, he was more impressed by Duan Kaiping, Li Chengxuan, Su Bijing, Jiao Hongyuan, and even the Pei Youguang brothers, Mandrill, and Xu Ren.
All of them were killed with one knife.
After them came the people close to Xue Jing, Li Ge, his master Li Qi, his fellow senior brothers and sisters, as well as Wu Youqing and his cat Ning Fengwan.
Xue Jing swung his blade to avoid these people and only killed the others who appeared repeatedly.
The small garden was in a mess, with flowers and plants flying all over the place being constantly cut into smaller pieces, and a pungent smell of plant juice filled the air.
After chopping for an unknown amount of time, Xue Jing suddenly stopped what he was doing.
Three new figures appeared in front of him.
That was his family, his parents and his sister.
Xue Jing's bloodshot eyes instantly regained clarity, and he drew his sword and turned around.
The sea of blood and corpses in front of him suddenly changed and returned to reality.
Looking at the bare grass in the small garden and the green debris all over the ground, Xue Jing couldn't help but be amazed.
"Let's go to the neighborhood committee to discuss compensation later..."
He pinched his chin, a little embarrassed.
Then he opened the panel and took a look.
[You suddenly realized the true meaning of Shura Sword while practicing swordsmanship, and your attack experience points increased by 667]
[You suddenly realized the true meaning of Shura Sword while practicing swordsmanship, visualization experience +689]
[Weapon attack increased to Lv3 (290/800)]
The harvest is so much
Xue Jing was a little surprised.
It was the first time for him to gain so much skill experience in a non-actual combat situation.
"It feels good, an epiphany."
Xue Jing looked at the key words on the panel prompt.
"If you can take a few breaks every day, why would you need to go out and do things? Just practice behind closed doors for a few years, and you'll be invincible when you come out."
However, I guess "enlightenment" is something that can only be encountered by chance.
Xue Jing raised the Futu Knife in his hand and looked at the blade.
There were still a lot of grass leaf fragments and plant juices on it.
"The experience points gained are secondary. The most important thing is that I have finally made some progress in my cultivation of Shura's sword intent."
Xue Jing raised his knife and swung it, making a "horizontal blood vibration" motion, and Futu trembled and made a "clang" sound.
All the debris and juice on the blade were shaken away.
Then he picked up the scabbard on the bench next to him, made a knife flower on Fu Tu, and put the knife back into the sheath.
"But... the artistic conception of Shura Sword is too extreme and not very free."
Shura Sword, transformed into Shura, proves the truth through killing, and has the power to kill all things.
Xue Jing frowned and thought.