White Wolf Blade

"All right, you two can carry on with the act. I'm full, so I'm off."

Lu Fei really was clever.

She saw through their little scheme at a glance, then snorted and got to her feet.

Liu Yu also stood up with a smile. "I've got something to take care of, too, so this works out perfectly. See you next time."

Xu Feng hurried to his feet to see them out.

After they left, Xu Feng turned back to Xiao Dan. "You little rascal, what was that about?"

"Didn't you say it was wonderful to have a mom?" Xiao Dan tilted her head as she looked at Xu Feng.

"You..." Xu Feng was at a loss for words.

He scooped Xiao Dan up and carried her to the cramped washroom. "Just look at our situation. What woman would be interested in me?"

Xiao Dan asked in confusion, "Sister Lu Fei. Didn't you say there was something wrong with her head?"

Xu Feng: "...You've got a pretty good head on your shoulders. Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, then get ready to do your homework!"

"Oh."

"Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack!"

On the path in front of the house.

The steady succession of flying blades hitting their target abruptly came to a stop.

Xu Feng glanced at the blade that had hit the nine-ring, then rubbed his face. "That's it. A woman's messed up my state of mind. Should I go get a foot massage?"

"Pah, pah, pah!"

He hurriedly shook his head, casting off the original owner's bad habit, and drew another flying blade. "Back to training!"

Taking a deep breath, Xu Feng raised his hand and threw.

"Thud!"

The flying blade sank deep into the makeshift target, which was made of composite materials.

Its power was noticeably greater than before.

He stared in surprise, then summoned the panel with a thought.

[Secret Blade Art · Master (3/5000)]

Master level?

Were the proficiency levels Novice, Skilled, Proficient, and Master?

Four in total?

Was Master the highest?

Xu Feng walked up to the target and tried for ages, but couldn't pry the blade out after it had sunk all the way in.

"With that kind of power, it should be comparable to a handgun, right?"

In the end, Xu Feng gave up on the blade.

He had twenty flying blades made from ground-down scrap alloy, after all.

They weren't weapon-grade, so they were naturally cheap.

Each one cost only twenty yuan.

He kept them in a "pouch" at his waist, ready to grab and use whenever he needed one.

As Xu Feng practiced with the flying blades, he also made sure to practice drawing them, aiming to be both quick and discreet.

Seeing that the next level of the Secret Blade Art was still a long way off, Xu Feng decided to set aside time to focus on the Nine Star Body Refining Art and raise his blood qi.

At the very least, he needed to reach the Quasi-Warrior standard of 200c.

Without practicing the fundamentals, training in martial arts would come to nothing.

With some money in hand, he finally had a little confidence.

After practicing the Nine Star Body Refining Art three times, Xu Feng went inside drenched in sweat, took a shower, and turned in early.

Over the next half month.

Xu Feng practiced with flying blades whenever he wasn't working.

Once he got home, he devoted himself to practicing the Nine Star Body Refining Art.

Besides regularly buying meat and some special fruits from the Dimension Realm,

he even spent five thousand yuan on a bottle of the cheapest "Blood Qi Potion."

At last, he brought the Nine Star Body Refining Art to the Proficient level and raised his blood qi to 180c.

No one knew how much hardship and exhaustion it had taken.

[Name: Xu Feng]

[Blood Qi: 180c]

[Age: 40]

[Skills:

Nine Star Body Refining Art [Free Edition] · Proficient (6/500)

Communicator Repair · Proficient (1/100)

Secret Blade Art · Master (3/5000)]

Standing in the courtyard with the old standard battle blade in his hand, Xu Feng looked at the words before him and felt a rush of emotion.

He had accomplished what the original owner couldn't when he was young.

180c was the standard score required for current high school students on Earth to apply to a Martial Arts University.

It was also the threshold for practicing the White Wolf Blade.

All the progress from half a month of hard training was reflected on the panel.

The sense of achievement went without saying. Just looking at his current balance was enough to make him happy.

[Balance: 13055.89]

That was what he had left after just paying two thousand yuan in rent.

It might not seem like much more than he had half a month ago.

But Xu Feng had spent twice as much over the past half month as he had before.

After all, martial arts training took money, as anyone knew.

To have saved this much despite such enormous expenses was all thanks to the profits he'd made after reaching Proficient in Communicator Repair.

By now, Xu Feng had made a name for himself as a repairman in the Trading Zone.

He had wrapped up all the training methods he could master quickly.

Now it was time to start practicing that blade technique.

Flying blades would eventually run out.

Mastering a close-combat technique was the most reliable way to protect himself in this other world.

"The White Wolf Blade has four forms in total.

"It can't compare to the martial techniques and secret arts practiced by warriors, which enhance their strength and boost their abilities.

"But it does teach some clever combat techniques, so it's still worth learning."

Xu Feng slowly raised his hand and began practicing the movements as described in the manual.

The entire first chapter covered the basics of blade techniques and introductory skills.

It was perfect for a beginner like Xu Feng, who knew nothing.

The actual blade techniques began in the second chapter.

The White Wolf Blade wasn't complicated. It had only four forms.

The opening form was an explosive move designed to catch the opponent by surprise.

It was said to be "a flash of blade light, leaving no trace."

The second form followed the opening move, focusing on a rapid succession of attacks as fast as thunder.

It was said to be "quick as thunder, with only the blade's flash in sight."

The third form was a powerful explosive move for dealing a devastating blow to the enemy.

It was said to be "Angry Wolf Bows Head, cleaving mountains and splitting peaks."

The fourth form wasn't a specific technique. Instead, the author explained a method of channeling force.

It was said to be "unifying external force, releasing it at will."

The technique was remarkably comprehensive, covering everything from blade forms and breathing to footwork and methods of channeling force.

The author had written the manual for high school students and college freshmen with no experience in blade techniques.

It was probably a basic course from some Martial Arts University.

Someone had sold it here, and that was how the original owner had bought it.

Xu Feng guessed the original owner had bought the book to commemorate his regret at never getting into a Martial Arts University.

But this manual, which the original owner had been unable to learn, was about to become one of the skills Xu Feng relied on to protect himself.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

As flashes of blade light danced in front of the house,

Xiao Dan leaned against the door and watched Xu Feng, her big eyes sparkling as she munched on sunflower seeds.

After nearly a month of adjustment, she had gotten used to her "sick" dad.

And Sister Lu Fei had told her that there was a saying for this: "a prodigal son's return."

Apparently, it was worth more than gold.

But Xiao Dan didn't agree.

Gold was still worth more. Otherwise, what was Dad getting up at dawn and working until dark for?

Whoosh!

At one moment,

Xu Feng's blade suddenly halted.

His hands began to tremble, and he sank down onto the ground.

"Dad, what's wrong?!" Xiao Dan jumped, tossed aside the sunflower seeds, and rushed over.

Xu Feng looked at his daughter awkwardly. "Ahem, bring me a stool and some water.

"Add a little salt and sugar to the water, then squeeze in some lemon juice. Don't add too much."

"Oh!" Xiao Dan hurried inside and quickly returned with a cup of water.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp—"

Xu Feng downed the homemade electrolyte drink in one go.

Only then did he let out a long breath and sit on the stool to rest.

He hadn't expected his very first blade practice, which had only covered the basics, to leave him completely drained.

He'd only done about ten repetitions, hadn't he? His stamina really was terrible.

Still, the improvement was obvious.

He could now perform the basic blade forms smoothly.

Every move looked convincing, nothing like a beginner's.

But the soreness all over his body and the trembling in every muscle told him that martial arts training was no easy task.

He could only hope that once he mastered the technique, it would actually help him in a fight.

The mutated creature that had attacked and killed someone that night had already been killed.

But no one could guarantee that another creature like it wouldn't show up in the settlement!

There was nothing wrong with making himself stronger.

"Keep training! As long as it doesn't kill me, I'll train until I drop!"

Before long, Xu Feng struggled to his feet, raised his blade, and stepped forward!