God of Fishing

When Han Fei used the Majestic Mystic Spell and the Draw Technique, Old Bai was shocked.

“Leave aside the secret technique for now, what kind of sword technique is this?”

Han Fei began to brag, “This is the ultimate knife technique I created. It expresses the intent of the knife, which combines with the emotion of the sword and exerts an extremely powerful force…”

BAM!

Han Fei was slapped into the air by Old Bai. Old Bai said, “Cut the crap! The intent of the knife? Have you mastered the real knife intent? You don’t even know that the knife intent and knife emotion are the same things. This knife does contain knife intent, but it is not complete. You’re just a dabbler in this respect. If you continue to study it, it’ll be okay, but you don’t seem to take it seriously.” After grabbing Han Fei back, Old Bai said, “I heard that you still have a fist technique. Show me now!”

Being slapped in the head, Han Fei was a little dizzy and he said, turning his neck, “President, then take it.”

As he was preparing to blast out the Sacrificing Punch, Old Bai narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt a soaring murderous intent. This fist technique was definitely created under an imminent threat of death.

When Han Fei finally threw out the punch, huge energy swept over a hundred meters and its impact spread to kilometers, causing Xiao Zhan and Wenren Yu to fly into the sky to see what happened.

Boom…

Old Bai grabbed the fist mark with one hand, stepped on his foot, and a defensive array appeared.

The fist mark that was supposed to punch a hole tens of meters deep in the ground was actually locked in the defensive array, and the dazzling brilliance continued for several minutes.

Han Fei was dumbfounded. “President, what kind of array is this?”

Old Bai said with a gloomy smile, “Why, wanna learn it? This has nothing to do with the array, but with the strength. You are too weak, so it’s useless to you.”

Han Fei: “…”

Han Fei had shown all his combat skills except for the Art of Invincibility because it was not perfect yet.

Old Bai said leisurely, “This punch is good. However, the person who taught you this must have been a very domineering person. Others use this punch as a life-saving technique, but you use it to fight. You still lack some momentum and will. Don’t underestimate this deficiency, which reduces the power of this punch by at least 30%.” “So much?”

Old Bai sneered. “Yes! And, I don’t know if it is just my head, but your punching speed seems to be a bit slow as if you can’t throw this punch out quickly at once. Because of that, its power is reduced 20% more.”

Han Fei exclaimed, “Doesn’t that mean its power is reduced by 50% then?”

Old Bai smiled. “Yes! So, it seems that you were not taught by that person on the spot, but got it by chance.”

Han Fei was shocked. He can even guess this? Are strong masters all so eagle-eyed?

It was just as Old Bai guessed. He saw the fist mark and then learned it.

As for why his punching speed was a bit slow, it was because of the essential difference between him and Ren Tianfei.

There were no meridians in Ren Tianfei’s body, but Han Fei had meridians in his body.

Although energy was not only conducted through meridians, it would inevitably be blocked by meridians. Because of this, if his meridians were still there, he would never be able to use the Sacrificing Punch as perfectly as Ren Tianfei. In the distance, Wenren Yu and Xiao Zhan looked at each other. Wenren Yu asked, “What kind of combat technique is that?”

“I don’t know. It seems that no one has used it before, the level is not low.”

Old Bai glanced at the two of them, and then they jumped into the forest to go on teaching Le Renkuang and Xia Xiaochan. Han Fei couldn’t help asking, “President, is there any way to improve these combat skills?”

Old Bai thought for a moment. “The War Soul Art technique seems to consume a lot of spiritual energy, but it works well in team combat. It may come in handy after you go to the Unknown Place. As for the Million Knife Art, you lack a little knife intent. If you can blend in even a little bit of the knife intent, the power will be different.”

Han Fei’s eyes flickered. He didn’t think about it before because there were too many daggers and it was not a simple matter to blend knife intent into them. But since Old Bai said that, he should give it a try.

Old Bai suddenly asked, “Han Fei, do you have any experience in deducing techniques?”

When Han Fei heard Old Bai’s question, his heart suddenly trembled. Has Old Bai found out about his secret?

Han Fei chuckled. “Well! Yes, but just a little bit. When I am practicing these combat skills, I always feel a little uncomfortable, and then I will modify them a little!”

Old Bai was dumbfounded. “Modify them? And then they became suitable for you?”

“Yes! President, you know what, I have this sixth sense, the sixth…”

BAM!

Han Fei was slapped away again and Old Bai just said coldly, “I’ll give you a day to think about what I just said. Come to me at this time tomorrow.”

Han Fei was thrown to the entrance of the cave by Old Bai. He was speechless, so he was not even allowed to live in the treehouse?!

Han Fei simply sat in the cave. He hadn’t noticed before, but it seemed that every combat skill of his was actually imperfect. It was just that they were too high-leveled or too powerful, so he had an illusion that he had cultivated all combat skills to the extreme.

Han Fei wanted to deduce the Million Knife Art. Among all his combat skills, only the Million Knife Art was still demon-level high-quality.

He didn’t upgrade it because this combat skill required too many weapons and was extremely demanding on his spiritual power.

Once it was deduced, it might demand better weapons and higher spiritual power and then Han Fei might not necessarily be able to meet its requirements.

“Forget it, let me wait for some time.” At this time, Han Fei began to think about the knife intent and knife emotion.

What is knife intent?

Old Bai said that knife intent and knife emotion are the same things. Are they really the same? Intent, emotion… Umm, they do seem similar.

However, the Knife Sutra read that the way of the knife was the way of man.

In fact, this was the same case for all weapons. It applied not only to knives, but also to swords. The way of the sword is the way of man. Different people had different experiences, so they had different ways.

A hundred people used a hundred knives, but the knife intent varied greatly. If one could truly comprehend his own exclusive realm, then this was actually not a realm, but a way, commonly known as the way of the knife.

Han Fei sighed. He had only a day. What could he do in a single day?

After sitting for an hour, Han Fei didn’t figure out anything. So he slipped out of the cave and ran into the library.

Le Renkuang was flipping through books, a whole pile of books.

Han Fei was shocked. “Kuangkuang, can you finish reading so many books?”

“I don’t have to read them all! I just need to find the best ones. The others are just for reference. Anyway, they all have something in common.”

Han Fei’s heart shuddered. “Wait a moment. Let me read together with you.”

After a while, Han Fei found nearly 20 books about knife skills, sat beside Le Renkuang, and began to read them.

Le Renkuang asked with a dazed expression, “Are you going to read so many books? I also have some knife technique books here. Do you want to have a look?”

“Go away! I’m reading a book.”

It only took an hour for Han Fei to flip through all the books.

He had discovered that everyone had a different concept of how to use a knife. Some people thought that a knife was a killing tool. It must be sharp and full of killing intent.

Some people said that a knife was an overbearing weapon. If you wanted to win, you’d gotta risk your life.

Some people said that a knife was just a tool. A knife in different states is different knives, which could be domineering, sharp, or gentle.

Bah, gentle? I use the knife to fight. If a knife is gentle, how can I still fight with it?

Then Han Fei found a combat skill, which was written by a girl. She said that the emotional knife was the most fatal. When it was domineering, it was invincible; when it was sad, it was repressive; when it was cheerful, it was fearless. Emotions were ever-changing, so was the knife intent.

Huh! This is interesting.