69: Chapter 69 Unlocking the Sword Technique

Chapter 69 Unlock Blade Technique (Seeking Follow-Up Reads)

Click.

The door was gently opened, and the incandescent lamp cast a pale yellow light.

Fang Cheng took off his sneakers and changed into a pair of gray cotton slippers.

Then.

He did not immediately step onto the floor to enter the room.

Instead, he squatted down and lowered his head to carefully inspect the entryway.

He saw an extremely thin hair stuck to the floor, lying parallel to the tile grout line.

Fang Cheng's gaze flickered slightly, and he muttered to himself:

"No one has come in..."

Afterward, a dark red filter emerged in his field of view.

As he stepped into the room, he scanned the surrounding environment.

This was a required routine for him every day after getting off work when entering the door.

And it was precisely through this method that he determined whether an outsider had broken into the house.

Fang Cheng did not find any abnormal traces.

After completely setting his mind at ease, he threw his messenger bag onto the armchair, then poured a cup of hot water and gulped down two mouthfuls.

The "Scavengers Eye" special effect looked like a game skill.

In reality, what was at play should be a sixth sense originating from the ethereal.

As long as one held a certain intention in their heart, they could acutely perceive subtle traces related to it in the environment.

The reason why Fang Cheng acted so cautiously.

Lay primarily in the two troubles he had recently provoked.

The organization behind the Man in Black whom he killed with his own hands would inevitably investigate the reason for his unexcused disappearance.

And that "Monster" who smiled and locked gazes with him in the rainy night was by no means a good person either.

Perhaps one day, they would both come looking for him...

Fang Cheng did not have any intention of fear.

He was only worried that it would drag his family and friends around him into this.

After finishing the water, he walked to the front of the balcony.

He lifted a gap in the curtains and looked at the distant IKEA Hotel with its red lights extinguished.

Originally, he planned to sneak in at night and use "Scavengers Eye" to search the crime scene once.

Perhaps he could find some clues missed by the police.

As a result, he discovered that there were still police officers on duty and staying behind so late.

Therefore, he could only turn back and drop the matter.

Fang Cheng observed for a moment, and several thoughts flashed through his mind.

Immediately afterwards, he walked to the front of the television cabinet.

From the bottom-most drawer, he felt out an iron box that used to package Ejiao.

Opening the lid of the box, lying inside imposingly was a black pistol and a butterfly knife.

These were the spoils of war obtained back then when he killed the Man in Black.

"Black Demon pistol, semi-automatic, 7.62 mm caliber, short and lightweight, small recoil, stable shooting, relatively high shooting accuracy, capable of rapid fire to injure enemies, quite suitable for beginners, equipped with a ten-round magazine."

Fang Cheng's gaze condensed slightly, and he picked up the pistol, silently reciting.

A few days ago, he specially found an excuse to call and consult his uncle who was familiar with firearms knowledge.

Thus, he learned the specific parameters and usage methods of this gun.

Click.

Fang Cheng gently turned off the trigger safety.

Then, holding the grip with both hands, he half-squinted his left eye and aimed at the portrait on the wall calendar.

He vaguely had a feeling that as long as he pulled the trigger, he would be able to spew out bullets and hit the target.

But he did not press it.

After aiming for a long time and testing the feel, he put it back into the box.

Shooting was indeed a good self-defense skill.

It was just not suitable for learning in the current environment.

If one day, trouble really came looking for him.

It was absolutely impossible for him to surrender meekly.

In addition to relying on his fists and kicks Kung Fu, he must also utilize the weapons around him to inflict the maximum possible damage on the enemy.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng instead picked up the sharp blade suitable for close-quarters combat.

Swish!

The exquisitely shaped, titanium-alloy butterfly knife instantly opened, swaying around his fingertips and rotating several times.

This technique of opening and closing the knife looked flashy, and practicing it made it very easy to cut one's own fingers.

However, Fang Cheng possessed the "Knife Flourish" special effect, and his progress in learning dagger-type weapons was extremely fast.

One could even say he learned it without a teacher.

Swish swish swish!

He swung the butterfly knife in a rapid forward-grip opening manner.

Yet his eyes stared straight ahead.

A figure wearing black clothes, who should have been dead, unexpectedly appeared at the entryway.

It was precisely that "Pursuer" he had fought with back then in Majima Goro's villa.

After his Spiritual attribute reached 20 points, the imaginary enemy images created by Fang Cheng were much more realistic than before.

He could even feel the opponent's slightly tense breathing and the cold killing intent emanating from their eyes.

"Very good, just like this..."

Fang Cheng muttered to himself, his gaze condensing.

His right foot suddenly kicked off, and his left foot leaped out with swift steps, instantly closing the distance between the two parties.

Accompanied by the scratching sound of the floor, he executed a step-up thrust, taking the initiative to attack.

"Without a single mistake, look one by one!"

Clang!

Two butterfly knives of the same style collided together, their blades intersecting as cold light flickered.

The Man in Black held his knife to block the attack, rapidly changing his Move as the blade slid upwards, slashing towards Fang Cheng's wrist.

Fang Cheng's body slightly turned, turning his forward-grip rotating knife into a reverse-grip upward slash, using offense as defense.

The Man in Black swiftly feinted and stepped back to dodge.

Fang Cheng then smoothly launched consecutive attacks.

Step-up upward thrust, bow-stance reverse thrust, forward-grip horizontal cut to the abdomen, reverse-grip horizontal cut to the abdomen, reverse-grip upward slash.

Although his Blade Technique was inferior to the opponent, he won out due to his flexible footwork and fast reaction speed.

Even if he encountered a dangerous situation, he could rely on his physical fitness to crush through and forcibly reverse the situation.

Slash——

The cold and fierce blade edge abruptly swept across his shoulder.

Fang Cheng was greedy for success and advanced rashly for a moment, getting caught by the Man in Black—whose Moves were insidious and tricky—and taking a knife slash.

If this were actual combat, although it wouldn't be fatal, bleeding and being injured would be inevitable.

"Hoo——"

Fang Cheng stood his ground and slightly caught his breath.

His eyes gazed fixedly at the Man in Black standing in confrontation, and he suddenly gained some enlightenment in his heart.

In close-range weapon combat, victory or defeat was often decided in a single Move.

No matter how fierce or strong the early-stage preemptive attack was, it held no meaning.

In this kind of close-quarters combat, whoever found the Breakthrough first was often the one who could survive.

An inch shorter means an inch more danger.

A fraction of a difference meant the difference between life and death!

Figuring this out, Fang Cheng's eyes grew calm, and he said in a low voice:

"I can kill you once, and I can equally kill you twice!"

Immediately afterwards, his figure flickered, plunging once more into this close-combat battle of arms.

This time, he no longer blindly made fierce attacks.

Instead, he tried adding factors like feints, deceptions, and body changes into his Blade Technique.

At the very beginning, he could only imitate the Man in Black's Move routines.

Gradually, bizarre Moves with flashes of inspiration would occasionally appear.

He even began to blend in the Boxing footwork, Sanda Kicking Techniques, and Jiu-Jitsu body techniques that he had mastered.

Lifting his leg for a feint, horizontal slicing to wipe the throat.

Leaning down and diving, reverse-grip stabbing the abdomen.

Sweeping leg plus stepping thrust, forward-grip upward slash plus turning side kick...

The Moves became increasingly versatile and more proficient.

Until it formed a rhythm belonging to himself.

Pfft!

A knife broke through the parrying momentum, smoothly stabbing into the opponent's chest.

The Man in Black instantly dissipated into the air like a bubble.

[Congratulations, through diligent practice of your craft and initial comprehension, you have successfully mastered a weapon skill]

[Unlocked Skill: Blade Technique Lv0 (0/100)]

Looking at the prompt information floating before his eyes, a trace of a smile appeared at the corner of Fang Cheng's mouth.

This alternative Shadow Boxing practice gave him an exhilarating sense of experiencing life and death.

Turning to see the small-text reminder at the bottom of the panel, his heart couldn't help but tighten slightly.

Out of a total of 25 skill slots, having unlocked a new skill right now, there were only 3 skill slot positions left.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng flicked his wrist to put away the knife, without pausing, turned around and plunged into the evening self-study of learning foreign languages.