Slaying the Ghost in the Head with a Sword

"Jing Qian, in competitive sports, if you don't have talent, you're just cannon fodder!"

"What's the use of just working hard?"

"Fencing isn't for you, you should go back and study properly!"

"Jing Qian, you've lost to me twenty-seven times in official matches! I recently read a webnovel, and there's a line in it that's perfect for you!"

"If you don't cultivate, seeing me is like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky."

"If you cultivate, seeing me is like a tiny ant seeing the vast sky."

"Hahaha, so cool!"

"My grandson Jing Qian, seeing this letter is like seeing you in person!"

"Your eldest aunt insists on taking me to the capital for lung treatment. At my age, what difference does it make whether I see a doctor or not?"

"However, you know your eldest aunt's temperament. If I don't listen, I fear it will cause unrest in the family again!"

"I have mailed you all the manuscripts of the Jing Family Eight Trigrams Sword. From now on, the sword techniques of my Jing Family will be passed down by you."

"My grandson is a born swordsman. It's a pity that your parents forged swords for the country in Jiuquan and were exposed to radiation contamination there, causing my beloved grandson to be born with deficiencies and a damaged foundation. Although you have the talent for forging swords, you are limited by your physical condition and cannot fully display it."

"Alas, alas..."

"Provincial fencing team member Jing Qian acted bravely, fighting against several knife-wielding robbers on the street, resulting in one death and four injuries, and sacrificing himself heroically."

"I killed someone!"

"I really couldn't hold back."

"With a sharp sword in hand, killing intent naturally surged, and courage was instantly born!"

"If I encounter injustice on the road and cannot unleash my sword like a dragon to cut away the pain in my heart, then why should I forge swords?"

"It's just a pity that the leader of the bandits opposite was also a practitioner. Even though my family's Jing Family Eight Trigrams Sword had reached a high level, I could only achieve a narrow victory by exchanging injuries for his life!"

"For the opponent to have practiced martial arts to this extent, he should also be someone with an iron will and courageous progress. Why would he be willing to become a robber and steal a jade tablet?"

"However, this world after death is truly interesting!"

"The person I killed with my own hands actually dares to turn into a malevolent ghost and come to pester me?"

"Then I'll cut you down again!"

Jing Qian's thoughts surged from time to time. After death, he inexplicably appeared in a narrow space.

This place was only ten square meters in size. Besides him, there was the bandit leader he had killed with his own hands!

At this moment, the enemy opposite had a bruised and purple face, not like a living person.

However, his fatal injuries had completely recovered, and he had actually come back to life!

Compared to Jing Qian, who was empty-handed, the person opposite him was still holding the weapon he used in life, a bone-picking steel knife.

When enemies meet on a narrow path, a battle is imminent!

Jing Qian felt a surge of blood rise from his tailbone, like an electric current, rushing straight to his brow, and then sinking into his dantian and internal organs, transforming into inexhaustible strength throughout his body!

Immediately after, he fiercely pulled his left foot back, and the huge recoil propelled his body out like lightning.

He brought his two fingers together on his right hand, using his fingers as a sword, and pointed out with all his might, using the most powerful offensive move from his family's inherited sword technique:

Kan Li Pointing Stars!

His body stretched out, and his right arm traced a twisted arc, avoiding the opponent's steel knife slash, and directly thrusting towards their eyes.

His fingertips sliced through the pupils, and blood mixed with the crystalline lens sprayed out!

He had actually blinded the opponent with a single finger!

In a martial artist's life-or-death struggle, getting entangled means either death or injury!

The enemy had lost their eyes and couldn't even perform the most basic defense, so they were naturally no longer Jing Qian's opponent.

He moved silently, looking for an opportunity, and pointed out again, directly hitting the enemy's temple!

With strength in his body, his finger was like steel, attacking with his finger, going three inches deep into the opponent's skull.

This opponent, who was neither ghost nor human, was headshot by his finger and directly killed!

After the enemy came back to life, they were as stiff as a zombie, their reaction speed and agility had significantly decreased, and their strength was much weaker than when they were alive.

And when Jing Qian poked the opponent to death, a faint wisp of smoke emanated from their body.

This smoke was pale green, formless and odorless, and went straight towards Jing Qian, who inhaled it into his abdomen in one breath!

He felt a warm current spread from his chest and abdomen, instantly filling his entire body.

A warm, comfortable feeling spread throughout his body, making him feel extremely good!

He felt that his strength and physique had slightly increased, and his thinking speed had also improved!

More importantly, a wonderful experience of martial arts cultivation, along with the inhalation of the smoke, naturally merged with his consciousness.

Then, he twisted his body and assumed a brand new boxing stance, practicing in this space.

Normally, Jing Qian practiced his family's inherited Jing Family Eight Trigrams Sword, and the boxing stance he practiced was naturally from the Baguazhang lineage.

But at this moment, he displayed quite skilled Xingyi Kung Fu.

And all of this came from the memory he obtained by killing the enemy!

This memory contained the opponent's experience of diligently practicing Xingyi Quan for more than ten years. After he absorbed it, it directly helped him grasp the true essence of Xingyi Quan, greatly increasing his strength!

Just then, the enemy he had poked to death staggered to their feet, picked up the dropped steel knife, and attacked him.

Jing Qian's strength had improved compared to before, and he was even more fearless.

He directly rushed forward, pointed out again, and poked into the opponent's Tianling vital point, killing the opponent again.

The second wisp of smoke, mixed with memories of martial arts practice, dispersed and was swallowed by him.

However, the opponent still wasn't completely dead and surprisingly staggered back to their feet!

Jing Qian stabbed the opponent to death seven times before the enemy's figure finally completely disintegrated with the dispersal of the last wisp of smoke.

After this, a stone tablet abruptly appeared in the corner of this narrow space.

He approached it, only to find that several lines of shallow text were engraved on the stone tablet!

[Host: Jing Qian]

[Lifespan: 1/84 years]

[Destiny Essence: 0.1]

[Destiny Constitution: None]

"Why am I only one year old?"

"And what are this [Destiny Essence] and [Destiny Constitution]?"

Jing Qian, with a few questions in mind, began to wander around this space.

Aside from this stone tablet, the place was completely empty and seamless.

When he circled behind the stone tablet, he found that the back of the tablet was also engraved with four large characters:

The Jing Qian Chronicles - Draft!

He didn't understand why and had nowhere else to go, so he could only sit cross-legged before this stone tablet and enter a state of meditation and adjustment.

The next second, his divine sense underwent a miraculous transformation and successfully detached from this narrow space!

When he woke up, he was startled to find that he had truly become an infant in swaddling clothes, being gently rocked in a hanging basket by a kind-faced old woman.

As the old woman rocked the basket, she murmured to him:

"My grandson, you must grow up quickly. Once you have settled your [Destiny Constitution] and cultivated your [Destiny Essence], you can fight alongside Grandma!"

"Even if only the two of us, grandmother and grandson, are left in the Jing Family, we cannot disgrace our family name."

"In this world, if someone blind to reason comes knocking, just kill them directly."

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