Humorous Liu Laosan

"Who are you?" Shi Feizhe asked, watching the big man in front of him warily.

Based on his experience working at the medical clinic, the person in front of him was a martial artist with abundant vital energy and blood. He bandaged many such people every day and wouldn't be mistaken.

"Kid, you're actually practicing the True Origin Sword Finger Technique?" The big man didn't answer Shi Feizhe's question, but instead asked mockingly.

"What about it?" Shi Feizhe was confused. He didn't know if the person in front of him was friend or foe.

"Hahaha~ That's hilarious! Someone's actually practicing the True Origin Sword Finger Technique!" The big man couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard Shi Feizhe's reply.

"Do you know... cough cough..." The big man laughed so hard he started coughing.

"What's so funny!" Shi Feizhe couldn't help but say, seeing him laugh so arrogantly.

"Fine! Lord Liu here is in a good mood, so I'll let you die knowing!" Liu San, who called himself Lord Liu, said, "You young people are always so impractical."

"How can internal energy and true qi be cultivated so easily? When blood is full, qi is abundant; when qi is abundant, essence overflows; when essence overflows, spirit is vigorous; when spirit is vigorous, truth is seen! Without sufficient essence, qi, and spirit, where would internal energy and true qi come from?"

"If any physique could cultivate internal energy, then what would be the point of us grinding our vital energy, blood, tendons, and bones every day?"

"Only with a strong physique can one cultivate true qi! A scrawny stick like you, are you even worthy of cultivating internal energy and true qi?"

"The True Origin Sword Finger Technique has been in the Jianghu for decades, there are at least eight hundred copies if not a thousand, and no one has ever successfully cultivated it!"

"Hahaha, that's hilarious! Someone's actually practicing this!" Liu San couldn't help but laugh as he spoke.

He felt that coming to kill this kid was truly too interesting. After he finished killing him, telling the people in the gang about this kid would definitely be the most amusing joke of the past few months!

This would make his reputation as "Humorous Third" even greater.

Liu San's few sentences contained too much information, making Shi Feizhe's head buzz.

What "die knowing," what "only with a strong physique can one cultivate true qi," what "no one has ever successfully cultivated the True Origin Sword Finger Technique in decades!"

No wonder there was a copy of the True Origin Sword Finger Technique in the corpse's arms; it turned out to be a trash technique that no one wanted.

Then what was the true qi he had just cultivated?

Liu San saw Shi Feizhe's dazed look and felt that this mission was truly very interesting.

"Kid, you were the one who changed the dressing for my big brother today, right?" he asked.

"Which one is your big brother?" Shi Feizhe asked with a blank look. In the past few days, the number of patients with knife wounds and internal injuries had suddenly increased, and he really couldn't remember who he had changed dressings for.

"It doesn't matter! Take your head to see my big brother, and you'll naturally recognize each other! Hahaha!" Liu San laughed wildly and pounced on Shi Feizhe, raising his hand and striking Shi Feizhe's chest with a palm.

Shi Feizhe hastily crossed his hands to block 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 backward uncontrollably. He couldn't feel anything in his forearms.

Then his head was severely struck again. Shi Feizhe only felt his head "buzz," his vision went black, followed by dizziness, his consciousness blurred, and he didn't know north, south, east, or west. He didn't even realize that blood was flowing from his nose and mouth!

"Hmm? This kid is quite durable!" Lord Liu grabbed Shi Feizhe by the neck and felt a pulse still beating in Shi Feizhe's neck, knowing that this kid wasn't dead.

His two strikes would have killed even a strong man. He hadn't expected this kid to withstand them.

"Wh... why..." Shi Feizhe said, his consciousness blurry.

He didn't know why, why someone had suddenly come to kill him! He hadn't offended anyone!

"If you make our big brother unhappy, you deserve to die!" Lord Liu said with a cold laugh.

Under normal circumstances, his big brother wouldn't be so petty.

It was just that recently, their Four Directions Gang was facing a joint attack from the other two gangs, and their backer was gone, putting immense pressure on the gang's survival. Even his big brother was injured, so he was in a very irritable mood.

Although his big brother hadn't said anything, Liu San already understood his big brother's intentions. He planned to kill Shi Feizhe, this medical clinic assistant, to make his big brother feel a little better.

Shi Feizhe wanted to ask who his big brother was, but he felt it was meaningless now.

At this moment, he only felt anger. For such a very, very small matter, someone had come to kill him!

This damn world!

But he also knew that in the past two months, in the city, it was either you kill me or I kill you. Where were there so many whys!

He didn't want to die, he had already died once!

He didn't want to die!!!

"Kid! Die!" Liu San's right hand squeezed Shi Feizhe's throat, about to exert force, when he saw Shi Feizhe tremblingly raise his right hand.

"Hmm?" Liu San was confused, what was this kid doing?

Shi Feizhe bit his tongue hard to make himself clearer, and opened his eyes slightly. He saw his right ring finger pointing at Lord Liu's throat.

His arm was naturally not as long as Liu San's, and there was still half a foot of distance to Liu San's throat!

Then, that trace of true qi within his body started from his dantian, went up to "Chengjiang," then transferred to his right arm's "Jianliao," and sank all the way down to his ring finger's "Guanchong"!

This was the "Hand Shaoyang Triple Burner"!

It was also the circulation path for "True Qi Transforming into Sword"!

An invisible, faint sword qi shot out from Shi Feizhe's right ring finger, and then Shi Feizhe fell into a coma.

As for the result, let fate decide!

Liu San watched in disbelief as a faint, illusory sword qi flew out from Shi Feizhe's ring finger and passed through his throat.

The blood pressure inside his body caused a jet of blood to spurt from his throat, splashing onto Shi Feizhe.

He no longer cared about Shi Feizhe. He wanted to cover the hole in his throat with his hands, but he felt difficulty breathing, and blood had already seeped into his lungs.

His strength was draining away bit by bit. He hadn't expected to capsize here. Why did the thin young man still have a trace of sword energy?

Could it be because of that True Origin Sword Finger Technique?

Impossible! That kid was so thin, how could he have cultivated true energy?

He couldn't figure it out.

And so, he died.

Time passed minute by minute until the sky in the east began to lighten slightly. Only then did Shi Feizhe slowly and groggily wake up.

At this moment, he realized that he had actually survived.

He stumbled to his feet, feeling pain all over his body. His head hurt, his arms and chest hurt, and the meridians inside his body hurt too!

His nose and mouth were filled with dry blood clots. He spat a few times before his throat felt a little better.

Not far from him was Liu Laosan's corpse.

"Heh... hehehe..." Shi Feizhe let out a strange laugh. He wasn't afraid of the dead body; he had seen too many on the streets of Yi Yang City and in the medical halls over the past two months.

He looked at the corpse as if it were a pig or a dog.

First, he tossed Liu Laosan aside, picked up the True Origin Sword Finger Technique, and stuffed it into his bosom. He then went to the kitchen to wash his face and cook some rice.

He hadn't eaten for almost a day since having lunch at the medical hall yesterday.

No matter what he did next, he had to eat his fill!

Only with a full stomach would he have the strength to add to his collection! The strange and absurd high-martial world had begun!