??Chapter 5: Chapter 2: Reasons_3
Chapter 5: Chapter 2: Reasons_3
In this era, where martial arts were declining and guns prevailed, swordsmanship had completely degenerated into re showmanship, originally aid at killing but now reduced to a spectacle. After all, no matter how strong your swordsmanship was, it couldn’t withstand a bullet.
However, this passage on Basic Sword Technique stressed the importance of speed!
The main force concentrated in that mont of confrontation, stabbing from various angles with all the body’s energy, would decide victory or defeat.
This was a purely lethal Sword Art of Killing. According to Lin Sheng’s estimation, unless at a long distance facing a sharpshooter, there was always a chance to kill the enemy at close range with the sword!
Each graceful posture, with a twist of the footwork, allowed the sword to strike from various unimaginable angles. It was unguardable and unstoppable. Indeed extraordinary.
It was probably also why, as a foundation, it had the prestige to be included in the Sword Dao True Solution.
The text elaborately explained how to exert force in various postures to concentrate all the body’s energy into the sword-wielding hand, and stab in an instant.
All these belonged purely to Swordsmanship. Based on vitality and strength, it was quite suitable for Lin Fei’s current cultivation.
The latter part even ntioned that practicing this sword technique would strengthen the body. However, the technique was unnad; it was rely called Basic Sword Technique.
The creator probably felt embarrassed to attach a grand na after seeing the previous annotations, themselves acknowledging that this technique rited only the term ‘basic.’
Lin Fei stood up, sowhat helpless. She was practicing swordsmanship, but where was she supposed to find a sword? In the year 2007, online shopping wasn’t widespread yet. Customizing a martial arts longsword was quite troubleso.
“Maybe I should take a walk around the streets.”
Lin Fei vaguely rembered seeing a longsword hanging on the wall in an accessory store on the southern city’s comrcial street once when she was with several classmates, and they had all admired it.
“Mithril accessories, it should be called Mithril Accessories!” Lin Fei recalled the na of the store.
“But in this era, those kinds of longswords are definitely very expensive. How can I get one? Or should I just find so random stick to practice with?”
After thinking it over carefully, Lin Fei decided to check it out first. Even if she couldn’t afford it now, by identifying the target early, there might be opportunities later.
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Ping City’s comrcial street was paved with fine cobblestones, every few steps there was a bronze statue, either of a local celebrity or a red hero.
The street lamps in the style of black European gas lamps on the sides of the street instantly reminded one of the bustling industrial revolution era London.
This comrcial street was also the only pedestrian street in the city, restricting access to large vehicles. The passersby, all fashionably dressed young n and won.
In the midst of the hot sumr, pedestrians on both sides dressed very coolly. Many wore just tank tops and shorts, exposing large expanses of pale skin.
Colorful umbrellas moved back and forth, and through the glass windows along the street, you could see young, energetic sales clerks in clothing stores energetically attracting custors, endlessly pitching their store’s selling points.
Lin Fei, dressed in the plain high school uniform of No. 3 Middle School, looked especially out of style with its black and white color sche, and even more so with a pair of white sports sneakers.
But he seed not to care about his attire. His eyes appeared sowhat vacant, his feet twisted from ti to ti, occasionally suddenly reversing or turning left or right with a slight shake of his arms, as if trying to assu so sort of posture, but then forcibly restraining himself.
After inadvertently bumping into the third young couple, a continuously apologizing Lin Fei finally stopped his sowhat crazy behavior.
Originally, he was a combat sports enthusiast, otherwise, he wouldn’t have found the Sword Dao True Solution, a peerless secret manual, on Taobao.
In his previous life, he had a whole bunch of such secret manuals, stuffing a full box. All collected from various sources. The amount of money spent on these each year was over ten thousand.
Now, having obtained a real Sword Dao cultivation manual, how could he, with his fanatical level of enthusiasm, not fall into a state of madness?
He had taken the bus, but accidentally missed his stop while pondering over the Sword Art of Killing and had to walk the rest of the way.
But unintentionally, Lin Fei was also lost in thought while walking, and only ca to his senses after a while.
He carefully looked around, realizing he had walked too far. He quickly turned to head back. Unexpectedly, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his sight.
A pair of charming and cute pretty girls were coming towards him, laughing and eating ice cream. One of them was none other than his sister, Lin You.
Lin Fei stopped walking, watching as Lin You approached closer, about to greet her, but she just quickly glanced at him with a hint of disgust.
The two passed by each other, Lin You completely indifferent, disregarding Lin Fei, her own brother.
Although he knew that his sister had always looked down on him, he hadn’t expected that she could endure to this extent face to face—undoubtedly, such behavior was a blow to one’s self-esteem.
Lin Fei suddenly also felt a hint of disgust towards this sister he’d always admired.
Originally having such a beautiful and cute sister, excellent in academics and outstanding in sports, anyone would feel inferior and desire to be close to such wonderful things.
But this scene had thoroughly chilled Lin Fei’s heart. Not even maintaining basic courtesy? Afraid of losing face in front of her friends?
Who wouldn’t recognize her own brother? Such a sister was indeed tireso, no matter how beautiful or excellent she was.
“Hey, Xiao You, did you see that guy just now? So hot and yet still wearing a school uniform and sneakers, staring at you with dazed eyes; he can’t possibly have taken a fancy to you, could he?”
“How could that be? Isn’t that guy crazy? There are a lot of people like that on the streets.”
“But when I walked past him, I didn’t even dare to breathe, typically these guys dressed like that have a very bad sll.”
Their voices grew fainter as they moved away, gradually drowned out by the noisy crowd on the street.
Lin Fei shook his head slightly, not expecting that his first encounter with his sister after reincarnation would occur under such circumstances.
His sister’s familiar scent still lingered at his nose, but Lin Fei had completely returned to his initial purpose—finding the store nad Mithril Accessories.
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