abnabooks Chapter 27: Mastering the Blade-Splashing Technique, Returning to Simplicity
Chapter 27: Mastering the Blade-Splashing Technique, Returning to Simplicity
[Martial Arts Skill Already Acquired: Mastery of the Splashing Blade Technique]
Golden light surged from the Book of Debt, spreading and penetrating into the mind.
In a trance, the impressions of the Splashing Knife Technique in his mind were automatically updated, and a wealth of insights he had never had before enlightened Wu He.
After he finished, his demeanor became much sharper, and his eyes gleamed with intelligence.
He then picked up the curved knife next to him.
Now that he is practicing the Splashing Knife Technique again, the previous rules and regulations, moves and steps are no longer rigid.
Simple chopping, sweeping, and picking...
He could swing his blade at will, yet each strike carried the surging force of a tidal wave, no longer needing to build up power before he could unleash it.
Simple and direct, yet imbued with profound artistic skill.
This is what is meant by: being able to control and release freely, returning to simplicity and authenticity.
Wu He smiled lightly, his mind suddenly clear.
"The mastery of the Great Perfection of the Splashing Blade Technique has made him forget those complicated moves; the blade moves at will, as easily as an arm."
"It's like solving problems in a past life. Practice makes perfect. After doing a lot of practice, you can see the result even without using the formula."
"This level... is already similar to the level Mr. Li and I sparred at that night..."
He muttered to himself, then shook his head.
No, although this has reached the level of returning to simplicity, it is still far from the state of Li Bo, where everything is perfectly integrated and consistent, as if the knife is him and he is the knife.
It's estimated that he must have mastered the Splashing Knife Technique.
Looking at the Book of Debts, it was indeed so.
[Progress completed (Mastery of Blade Splashing Technique): 11/400, Next stage advance: Perfection of Blade Splashing Technique]
Unlike martial arts that are linked to realms, these combat martial arts, such as the Splashing Blade Technique, have four realms.
There is still room for improvement and for becoming stronger.
Wu He then put away the Book of Debt and looked outside.
The sun was shining brightly; it was already early morning.
He went to the kitchen, ate the beast meat to replenish his energy, and took the remaining small piece back to his room.
At that time, Lin Lianhua also returned from the clinic, with a white ribbon around her neck. Her face looked slightly haggard and pale, and her eyes were somewhat dazed, clearly still feeling some lingering fear.
"Master Wu, your servant is back."
"Um."
After getting dressed, Master Wu pointed to the window and said, "Nothing else to do today. Just fix the window and then rest."
"Eat this piece of meat too, it'll help nourish your body."
"Yes."
She nodded seriously, rolled up her sleeves, and went to pick up wood to nail the window.
However, just as he turned around, he turned back again and knelt heavily on the ground.
"Thank you, Master Wu, for saving my life!"
She shouted loudly, like a devout believer in prayer.
Lin Lianhua knew very well that none of those people last night, whether they were Khitans or the garrison troops led by Yu Long, cared about their own lives.
The only one who might feel sorry for her is Xu Niang, who feels sorry that the girl she bought with her money has died so young, what a waste of money.
If Wu He hadn't intervened in time, he would have surely died.
Moreover, she had reserved very expensive and precious meat for herself to nourish her body, a kind of care she had never experienced before.
Her family used her to pay off gambling debts, and outsiders treated her like trash. Only Wu He cared about his worthless life.
The rustling sound disappeared, and she looked up. Snowflakes clung to her forehead, but the figure had vanished from her sight...
……
Qiao's Crafts Shop.
clang!
clang!
The crowded shop was steaming hot, and four shirtless men were working inside, some fanning the fire, others forging iron, their sweat making the wheat husks smooth and shiny.
"I'm busy! I can't play!"
"I already told you I'm too busy today, what are you babbling on about!"
A rough shout rang out, and the man who was swinging a flat-headed hammer at the iron spit out saliva that sizzled as it landed on the red-hot iron in front of him.
In front of him were seven or eight people, all dressed in brocade robes and overcoats.
"Master Qiao, I need it urgently! Name your price, any amount is fine!"
"That's right, everyone in the entire Xiongzhou City knows that Master Qiao's skills are top-notch. I've come here because of your reputation, seeking your sword."
"Mine is a crescent-shaped halberd, weighing ninety pounds, Master Qiao, name your price!"
……
Amidst the cacophony of voices, just as the limping Qiao was about to lose his temper, two glimmers of green light flashed in the corner of his vision.
His eyes widened in surprise, and when he looked up, he saw a handsome young man standing in front of him.
The movement in his hands also stopped.
"Second son."
"Hey, here it comes!"
A burly, shirtless man stepped forward to take over the job, while Qiao the Crippled wriggled his body, wiped his hands on the cloth, and took the scabbard from Wu He's hand.
After examining it for a moment, it suddenly split open, revealing a mouthful of yellowed, tangled teeth.
"What do you want?"
"knife."
"Hey! Master Qiao! What do you mean by this?"
The guests immediately erupted in anger.
I tried so hard to get a number, but I still couldn't get in line. How come this kid got it right away?
"Shut up! If you want weapons, behave yourself! Everyone gets a share."
Qiao the Cripple glared back and retorted, which silenced everyone.
He then stared intently at Wu He: "What kind of knife?"
"Four feet long, light and agile, made of the best material, how much?" Wu He asked bluntly.
Upon hearing this, Qiao the Cripple chuckled: "Practicing your splashing knife technique, huh?"
"That's right."
"Your name is Wu He, from Yuxianlou?"
He nodded.
He had previously gained some minor fame, which should be known to those with some standing, including the lame Qiao.
The latter said slowly, "I have some top-quality cold iron here. I can forge you a sixty-pound Plum Blossom Blade, suitable for the Blade-Splashing Technique of the Flesh Refining Realm. What do you say?"
Plum blossom knife.
Wu He followed his hand and looked at the wall. There was a long sword with a longer handle than a typical Miao sword, which was the Plum Blossom style sword that he had mentioned.
It was a bit longer than the Tang horizontal sword I used before, but it was still light and agile. Moreover, I had now mastered the art of splashing the sword, shedding all fancy moves and adopting a simple and unadorned style. So, the longer length didn't matter.
One inch long, one inch strong.
"it is good."
"One pound and four ounces of cold iron, sixty pounds and two hundred and forty ounces, plus ten ounces for craftsmanship."
Wu He had no objection and was about to reach into his pocket when Qiao the Cripple changed his tune, saying, "This scabbard is worth two hundred and fifty. Go back and tell Master Li that I've repaid the favor I owed him back then."
"Come pick up the knife at this time tomorrow."
Wu He was slightly taken aback, then his previously stern face broke into a smile: "Alright."
Master Li is Master Li; he can use connections everywhere.
With the knife matter settled, Wu He immediately returned to Yuxian Tower, intending to continue making progress.
Just as she entered through the back gate, Lin Lianhua, who was nailing windows, came to greet her with a serious expression.
"Master Wu, Wang Er has been taken away."
"Who took them away?"
Wu He asked casually, his sleeves rolled up.
"The Garrison Commander".
Lin Lianhua explained, "Half an hour ago, the garrison troops arrived here, saying that Wang Er had leaked military secrets and that he should be executed."
"What does he know? What military intelligence did he leak?" Wu He asked, slightly surprised.
She scratched her head and said, "It seems to be that Khitan soldier from last night. When Wang Er received him, he drank with him and talked a lot about things related to Commander Yu. The soldiers who were watching over him heard it."
At this point, she looked around, leaned closer, and lowered her voice, saying, "He said that Chief Yu is a homosexual or something..."
Wu He understood immediately upon hearing this.
Wang Er, with his thick tongue, would become completely at ease with guests, acting as if he belonged there and launching into a long, rambling monologue about all the gossip and interesting tidbits he knew.
He'd said it before, this guy was going to die because of that mouth of his.