White Wolf Blade (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

"Alright, you two can keep up the act. I'm full, I'm out of here."

Lu Fei was indeed very clever.

She saw through their ruse at a glance, immediately scoffed, and stood up.

Liu Yu also smiled and stood up at once, saying, "I have some things to take care of, so this works out perfectly. See you next time."

Xu Feng hurriedly stood up to see them out.

Once they were gone, Xu Feng turned back to look at Xiao Dan. "What are you doing, you little brat?"

"Didn't you say having a mom is very happy?" Xiao Dan tilted her head and looked at Xu Feng.

"You..." Xu Feng was speechless.

He scooped Xiao Dan up and walked to the simple bathroom. "Look at our living conditions. Which woman would ever be interested?"

Xiao Dan asked in confusion, "Sister Lu Fei? Didn't you say her brain wasn't working right?"

Xu Feng: "..." "Your brain works just fine. Go brush your teeth, wash your face, and get ready to do your homework!"

"Oh."

"Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack!"

On the path in front of the house.

The series of sounds from throwing knives hitting the target came to an abrupt halt.

Xu Feng glanced at the throwing knife that had hit the nine-ring mark and rubbed his face. "It's over. My state of mind has been ruined by a woman. Should I go get a foot massage?"

"Pah, pah, pah!"

He quickly shook his head, casting off the original owner's bad habits, and pulled out another throwing knife. "Keep practicing!"

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

"Thwip!"

The throwing knife sank deep into the makeshift target made of synthetic material.

The power was significantly greater than before.

He was slightly stunned, then focused his mind to summon the panel.

[Secret Blade Art · Master (3/5000)]

Master level?

Is the proficiency hierarchy Novice, Proficient, Expert, Master?

Four levels in total?

Is Master the top?

Xu Feng walked up to the target and dug for a long time, but couldn't pry the throwing knife out of the target it had embedded itself into.

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

Xu Feng eventually gave up on that throwing knife.

In any case, he currently had twenty throwing knives polished from scrap alloy.

They didn't count as weapon-grade, so naturally, they were very cheap.

Only twenty bucks each.

He kept them all in a throwing knife "pouch" at his waist, ready to draw and use at any time.

While practicing his throwing knives, Xu Feng didn't forget to practice the motion of drawing the blade, striving for speed and stealth.

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

At the very least, he needed to reach the 200c level of a quasi-martial artist.

To practice martial arts without practicing internal cultivation is ultimately all for nothing.

With a little money in his pocket, he finally had some 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 throwing knives whenever he had spare time from work.

Once home, he practiced the Nine Star Body Refining Art with everything he had.

In addition to frequently buying meat, he also purchased some special fruits from the Dimension Realm.

He even spent 5,000 yuan to buy a low-level "Blood-Qi Potion."

With this, he finally brought the Nine Star Body Refining Art to the Proficient level and raised his blood-qi value to 180c.

The bitterness and exhaustion he endured in the process were known to no one.

[Name: Xu Feng]

[Blood Qi: 180c]

[Age: 40]

[Skills:

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

Communicator Repair · Proficient (1/100)

Secret Blade Art · Master (3/5000)]

Standing in the courtyard, Xu Feng held that old-fashioned standard-issue combat blade, looking at the text before him with a sense of emotion.

He had achieved what the original owner could not do in his youth.

180c was precisely the standard score for high school students on Earth to apply for martial arts universities today.

It was also the threshold for him to practice the White Wolf Blade.

The progress brought about by half a month of bitter training was all reflected on the panel.

The sense of accomplishment went without saying; just looking at the balance in his hands now was enough to make one happy.

[Balance: 13055.89]

This was the money remaining even after just paying 2000 yuan in rent.

Don't think it wasn't much more than half a month ago.

But one had to know, Xu Feng's expenses over this past half-month had been double what they were before.

After all, literature is for the poor and martial arts for the rich; those who know, know the costs of practicing martial arts.

To be able to save so much money under such huge expenses was the benefit brought by his proficiency in communicator repair.

Today, Xu Feng was already a repairman with a small reputation in the trading district.

He had brought all the training that could be quickly mastered to a temporary close.

Now, it was time to start practicing that blade technique.

Throwing knives would always run out eventually.

Mastering a melee method was the most reliable form of self-defense in this strange world.

"The White Wolf Blade consists of four blade techniques in total. Although it doesn't compare to the martial arts and secret techniques that martial artists practice, which provide power bonuses and strength amplification, it possesses relatively sophisticated combat skills. It's no loss to learn it."

Xu Feng slowly raised his hand and began to practice according to what was explained in the manual.

The entire first chapter of the book was dedicated to explaining the basics of blade technique and introductory skills.

It was most suitable for a novice like Xu Feng who knew nothing.

Starting from the second chapter, it began to cover the true blade techniques.

The White Wolf Blade was not complex, consisting of only four blade forms.

The opening move was an explosive strike, emphasizing surprise attacks. It was touted as "the blade light flashes, the strike leaves no trace."

The second form connected to the opening move, emphasizing a continuous, fierce assault as fast as lightning. It was touted as "fast as thunder, seeing only the blade light but not the blade."

The third form was an explosive move to heavily injure the enemy with great force. It was touted as "the angry wolf lowers its head, splitting mountains and cleaving peaks."

As for the fourth move, it had no specific stance, but rather the author explaining a method of exerting force. It was touted as "integrating external strength, controlling release and retraction at will."

The entire set of blade techniques was extremely complete, with everything from blade forms to breathing, coordination with footwork, and force-exertion techniques all explained.

The author of this manual had created this book for high school students and college freshmen who had no experience with blade techniques.

It was originally intended to be a basic course at some martial arts university.

It had been sold here by someone, which was how the original owner came to buy it.

Xu Feng estimated that the original owner bought the book to commemorate the regret of not being able to attend a martial arts university.

However, this manual, which the original owner could not learn from, had become the means of self-protection he was now about to master.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

As bursts of blade light danced in front of the door, Xiao Dan leaned against the doorway watching Xu Feng, her large eyes sparkling, holding a handful of melon seeds, eating while she watched.

After nearly a month of adaptation, she had grown accustomed to her "sick" father.

Moreover, she had learned from Lu Fei that there was an idiom for this called "a prodigal son returns."

It was said that this was worth more than gold.

But Xiao Dan did not think so.

Gold was definitely worth more; otherwise, why would Dad work from dawn till dusk?

Swish!

At that moment.

As Xu Feng's blade came to a sudden halt.

He abruptly collapsed onto the ground, his hands trembling.

"Dad, what's wrong?!" Xiao Dan was startled, tossing aside her melon seeds as she rushed over.

Xu Feng looked at his daughter, feeling awkward. "Ahem, get me a stool and some water. Add a little salt and sugar to the water, and squeeze in some lemon juice—don't put too much."

"Oh!" Xiao Dan nimbly ran into the house and quickly returned with a glass of water.

Gulp, gulp, gulp—

Xu Feng downed the homemade electrolyte drink in one breath.

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

He hadn't expected that his first time practicing the blade, even just the basics, would leave his entire body drained of strength.

It had only been about ten repetitions, right? His physical stamina was truly abysmal.

However, the progress was also quite evident.

He could now perform the basic blade techniques fluidly.

Every move and stance looked professional, not at all like that of a beginner.

Yet, the soreness throughout his body and the trembling of every muscle told him that martial arts were no easy feat.

He only hoped that by the time he reached a profound level with this blade technique, it would truly be of some use in combat.

Although that mutated creature that had raided the camp that night had been killed.

No one could guarantee that a second similar creature wouldn't appear in the settlement!

Strengthening oneself was never a mistake.

"Keep practicing! As long as it doesn't kill me, I'll practice until I'm dead!!"

Soon, Xu Feng struggled to his feet, raised his blade, and stepped forward once more!