Chapter 2: The Humorous Liu Laosan "Who are you?" Shi Feizhe looked at the big man in front of him on his experience working in the clinic, he knew that the person in front of him was a martial artist with sufficient Qi and blood. He had to bandage many such people every day, so he would not make a mistake. "Boy, are you actually practicing the True Source Sword Finger Technique?" The big man did not answer Shi Feizhe's question, but asked with a mocking tone. "What?" Shi Feizhe was puzzled. He didn't know whether the person in front of him was an enemy or a friend. "Hahaha~ This is so funny! There is actually someone practicing the "True Source Sword Finger Technique"! " The big man couldn't help laughing when he heard Shi Feizhe's answer. "Do you know... cough cough..." The big man laughed so hard that he started coughing. "What's so funny!" Shi Feizhe couldn't help but say when he saw him laughing so arrogantly. "Well! Master Liu, I'm in a good mood, so I'll let you be a wise ghost!" Liu San, who called himself Master Liu, said, "You young people are always not pragmatic." "How can it be so easy to cultivate inner strength and true qi? When the blood is full, the qi is full, and when the qi is full, the essence overflows. When the essence overflows, the spirit is full. When the spirit is full, the true spirit is revealed! Without sufficient essence, qi and spirit, where does the inner strength and true qi come from?" "If people of all physiques can develop internal strength, then what's the point of us honing our qi, blood, tendons and bones every day?" "Only with a sufficient physique can one cultivate true qi! Are you a weakling like you qualified to practice inner qi?"
"In the decades since the True Source Sword Finger Art appeared in the martial arts world, there have been at least 800 copies, if not 1,000, and no one has ever succeeded in practicing it!" "Hahaha, this is so funny! There are actually people practicing this!" Liu San couldn't help laughing as he spoke. He thought it was really fun to kill this kid, and after killing him, he would tell the gang about this kid, which would definitely be the funniest joke in the past few months! This made him even more famous as the "humorous third brother". Liu San's few words contained so much information that Shi Feizhe's head was buzzing. What "knowing ghosts", what "a sufficient physique can cultivate true qi", what "no one has ever cultivated the True Source Sword Finger Art in decades!" No wonder there was a copy of "True Source Sword Finger Technique" in the corpse's arms. It turned out to be a piece of rubbish that no one wanted. What was the Qi that I just practiced? Seeing Shi Feizhe's dazed look, Liu San thought that this mission was really interesting. "Boy, were you the one who changed the medicine for my brother today?" he asked. "Which one is your eldest brother?" Shi Feizhe asked in bewilderment. In recent days, the number of patients with knife wounds and internal injuries has suddenly increased, and he really can't remember who he changed the medicine for. "It doesn't matter! Take your head to see my eldest brother, and you will naturally recognize it! Hahaha!" Liu San laughed wildly and pounced on Shi Feizhe, raised his hand and slapped Shi Feizhe on the chest. Shi Feizhe hastily crossed his hands to protect his chest, but how could he block a strong man like Liu San? He felt as if he had been hit by a bull, and his body flew backwards involuntarily. He had no feeling in his forearms. Then someone hit him hard on the head again. Shi Feizhe felt a buzz in his head, and his eyes went dark. Then the world spun around, and his consciousness became blurred. He didn't know where he was. He didn't even notice the blood flowing out of his mouth and nose! "Hmm? This kid is quite tough!" Master Liu held Shi Feizhe's neck and felt his pulse, knowing that the kid was not dead. If he hit someone with those two blows, even a strong man would be killed. I didn't expect this kid to be able to resist. "Why...why..." Shi Feizhe said vaguely. He didn't know why, why someone suddenly came to kill him! He didn't offend anyone! "If you make our eldest brother unhappy, you deserve to die!" said Master Liu with a sneer. Under normal circumstances, his elder brother would not be so petty.
But recently, their Sifang Gang was facing the alliance of the other two gangs, and the backers behind them were gone, which put the gang under great pressure to survive. Even his eldest brother was injured, so he was in a very bad mood. Although his eldest brother didn't say anything, Liu San already understood his eldest brother's intentions. He planned to kill Shi Feizhe, the helper of the clinic, to make his eldest brother feel relieved. Shi Feizhe wanted to ask who your eldest brother was, but he felt it was meaningless. He just felt angry at the moment. It was just such a very small thing, and someone came to kill him! What a damn world! But he also knew that in the past two months, it was either you killing me or I killing you in the city. There were no reasons for that! He doesn't want to die yet, he has already died once! He doesn’t want to die yet!!! "Boy! Die!" Liu San pinched Shi Feizhe's throat with his right hand and was about to exert force when he saw Shi Feizhe raising his right hand tremblingly. "Huh?" Liu San was puzzled. What was this kid doing? Shi Feizhe bit his tongue hard to make himself more awake, and opened his eyes a little. He saw that his right ring finger was pointing at Master Liu's throat. His arm was naturally not as long as Liu San's, and was still half a foot away from Liu San's throat! Afterwards, the trace of true energy in his body started from Dantian, went up to "Chengjiang" and then turned into the "Jianliao" of his right arm and sank all the way down to the "Guanchong" of his ring finger! This is the “Shaoyang Triple Burner”! It is also the operation path of "True Qi Transforming into Sword"! An invisible and weak sword energy shot out from Shi Feizhe's right ring finger, and then Shi Feizhe fell into a coma. Whatever the outcome, it’s up to fate! Liu San was incredulous as he saw a faint and illusory sword energy flying out from Shi Feizhe's ring finger and piercing through his throat. The blood pressure in his body caused a stream of blood to spurt out of his throat and splash onto Shi Feizhe. He no longer cared about Shi Feizhe. He wanted to cover the hole in his throat with both hands, but he felt difficulty breathing and blood had already seeped into his lungs. His strength was draining away bit by bit. He had never thought that he would capsize here. He was obviously a skinny boy, so why did he still have a trace of sword energy? Could it be because of the book “True Source Sword Finger Technique”? Impossible! That guy is so skinny, how can he practice Qi? He couldn't figure it out. So, he died. Time passed minute by minute until the sky in the east began to brighten, and Shi Feizhe finally woke up staggeringly. Only then did he realize that he had survived. He stood up shakily, feeling pain all over his body. His head hurt, his arms and chest hurt, and his meridians hurt too! There were dry blood clots in his mouth and nose. He spit several times before his throat felt better. Not far from him was Liu San's body. "Hehe...hehe..." Shi Feizhe laughed strangely. He was not afraid of dead bodies. He had seen too many of them on the streets of Yiyang City and in the clinic in the past two months. He looked at the dead bodies as if they were pigs and dogs. First, he picked up the True Source Sword Finger Technique that Liu San had thrown aside and stuffed it into his arms. Then he went to the kitchen to wash his face, buy some rice and cook some food. He hasn't eaten for almost a day since he had lunch at the clinic yesterday at noon. Whatever he does next, he has to eat his fill! Only after you have eaten enough can you have the energy to collect! The strange and absurd world of high martial arts begins!
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