"Do you know any martial arts or secret techniques? Teach me."
Hearing Shen Chu's words, the black-masked leader froze. Beneath his mask, his face wore an expression on the verge of tears.
"B-Brother, my hand is broken. How am I supposed to teach you?"
Shen Chu tilted his head, a trace of confusion in his voice. "What does teaching saber techniques have to do with your hand being broken? You still have your left hand, and you still have a mouth. You can explain and demonstrate. Or could it be... you want to hinder my progress?"
Though his final sentence was calm, it carried an icy killing intent.
The black-masked leader shuddered and did not dare utter another word of refusal.
Enduring the excruciating pain of his severed arm, he picked up the saber from the ground with his left hand. Gritting his teeth, he began demonstrating each stance and move for Shen Chu.
With every movement, the wound at his broken arm tore open a little further. Cold sweat drenched his forehead from the pain, yet he did not dare stop, because he knew—
To stop was to die!
Shen Chu watched every movement closely, committing the essentials of the saber technique to heart.
Once, twice, three times...
After watching it repeatedly six or seven times, a line of text finally appeared on his system panel:
[Learned Saber Technique: Crimson Flame Seven-Kill Saber (Lower Grade, Upper Rank)] [Crimson Flame Seven-Kill Saber: The basic saber technique of the Crimson Flame Hall of the Red Lotus Sect. It has seven forms, each fierce and swift, emphasizing rapid assaults and chained attacks. Suitable for quickly defeating enemies in a melee.]
*Sigh, my innate constitution is still too poor. With the black-masked leader teaching me hand in hand, plus the boost