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"What do you mean, believe?!"
Chen Mu's signature devil-may-care voice drifted in with his footsteps, breaking the silence that had settled after Chen Xiaojun finished speaking.
Chen Shurui and Chen Bin followed close behind. The three filed in, bringing with them a little travel dust and the bustle of the outside world.
Chen Mu reached the stone table in a few strides, glanced down, and teased, "Well, well, the Flame Breathing Technique."
Then he looked at Ma Liang, who still seemed a little excited and awkward, and curled his lip. "Xiao San, you should've gotten this thing ages ago. What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and tuck it away inside your clothes. Don't let anyone see it!"
Chen Shurui grinned mischievously and chimed in, "Exactly! Xiao San, pair this with your Phoenix Heavenly Blade, and won't its power shoot straight up? Not to be rude, but your blade technique..."
He deliberately drew out the last words.
Chen Bin immediately landed another precise blow, keeping it short and sharp. "Too awful to look at!"
Ma Liang's face flushed scarlet in an instant. He stammered a quiet defense. "Our family... mainly passes down fist techniques."
Over the years, he had practiced a few blade techniques handed down in his clan, but they were barely serviceable. Usually, he treated the blade as disposable, throwing it away after a single bout of slashing. He rarely traded blows with it as he had when he used the Phoenix Heavenly Blade against the Wolf Bandits Commander on Zhongnan Mountain.
This Flame Breathing Technique, however, did not rely on intricate techniques to win. It focused more on unleashing the power of one's essence and was highly compatible with his Southern Bright Separation Fire. It was exactly what he needed most.
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