The air was bitterly cold, and the night was as smooth as water.
On the lawn of a park near the residential complex, a figure moved like a phantom, swordlight flashing in every direction.
Thrust, chop, slash, cut, lift, sweep; combined with basic footwork like advancing, retreating, sidestepping, and leaping, his feet moved at lightning speed. Pits burst open across the lawn, frozen earth flying in every direction. Within a radius of dozens of meters, the ground had become a patchwork of craters.
The Book of Knowledge had optimized not just his swordsmanship, but his entire system of martial arts power generation.
Every move, every gesture, had undergone a transformation.
Take Basic Footwork, for example. Before, he could cover only ** meters in a single step. Now, he could easily stride more than ten meters. And this was only the result of his first practice. Once he had mastered it, he was sure eleven or twelve meters would be a piece of cake.
On a nearby tree, Shell Girl stood atop its highest, thinnest branch. She watched the towering skyscrapers in the distance with a mixture of curiosity and fear, turning now and then to glance at Chen Shouyi. Seeing him nearby, she relaxed and continued watching.
Even though the city was now pitch-black without electricity, humanity's magnificent material civilization still delivered an unparalleled visual shock to Shell Girl. Her eyesight was extraordinarily sharp; compared to her, Chen Shouyi was no match at all. Even in the dead of night, she could make out every detail of the distant buildings.
"So many, many gems," Shell Girl murmured, gazing at the skyscrapers' vast glass walls.
Time passed quickly, and soon the sky began to brighten. Dawn had arrived.
Chen Shouyi finally stopped and lowered his sword. His skin was red all