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Jiang Yi simply washed up and ate some breakfast. Then he paced slowly, came to the open space on the East Street again, and began to practice the knife.

Pulling out the knife...stepping...swinging...a single movement, extremely slow.

"Old He, look quickly, that young man came again yesterday."

"It seems that this child has really lost his temper."

"It's really a crime, it's crazy at a young age."

The two vegetable farmers on the street looked at Jiang Yi who reappeared, and they became more and more sure that he was insane, and that his practice had made his brain stupid.

The two were no more than a dozen steps away from Jiang Yi. Even if he lowered his voice, Jiang Yi could hear their conversation clearly.

However, Jiang Yi's state of mind at this time is more peaceful than yesterday, like a pool of water, quiet and deep.

...

From this day on, Jiang Yi would appear on the street on time every morning, practicing a slow saber technique that no one could understand: drawing the saber, stepping, and slashing!

After a long time, the hawkers on both sides of the street, the shopkeepers of the shops, and the pedestrians who came and went did not take it seriously.

But that pretty girl named Lin Qingzhu would come to the street from time to time to watch him practice the knife.

But no matter how she observed, she couldn't see the power of Jiang Yi's saber technique, which was a hundred times slower than that of a snail.

This kind of knife technique can't even kill chickens.

On this day, Lin Qingzhu was sitting by the window on the second floor of the restaurant, eating snacks, watching Jiang Yi practicing swords on the street.

A tall girl in a blue dress came over, sat down beside her, unceremoniously picked up a piece of hibiscus cake on the table, put it in her mouth, followed her gaze, looked at Jiang Yi, and said with a smile:

"Qingzhu, I said why you haven't seen anyone for a while, so you came here to see the man?"

Lin Qingzhu blushed pretty at what she said, and said in embarrassment: "What do you mean looking at a man? I'm just observing his sword skills, okay? Wang Qian, if you keep talking nonsense like that, I'll really lose my face."

"Okay, okay, okay, I just don't say anything."

Seeing her blowing hair, Wang Qian quickly comforted her softly, then glanced at Jiang Yi lightly, curled her lips and said:

"What's so good about this kid's saber technique? With such a slow saber, even if you practice it for a hundred years, you still won't be able to cut someone down. He's really whimsical. Do you think martial arts are so easy to practice?"

Lin Qingzhu couldn't help but refuted Jiang Yi: "I think he can persist in practicing swords in the downtown every day without being disturbed at all, so he still has some skills. Maybe he is a master who hides his strength."

Wang Qian patted her on the head, and said angrily: "Could it be that you are stupid after hearing books and stories? How can there be so many masters hidden in the downtown area... You must not be fooled by this stupid boy." Be lied to."

As she spoke, she frowned slightly, and said suspiciously: "Could this kid be using such a grandstanding method to deceive an ignorant girl like you?"

Lin Qingzhu glared at her, and said dissatisfiedly: "Do I look like such a deceitful person?"

On the street, Jiang Yi seemed to have heard the conversation between the two girls, but he didn't seem to hear anything, and kept practicing the knife.

During this time, his saber movements became slower and slower. On the first day of sword practice, it took him a quarter of an hour to perform a single sword technique. Now, it takes an hour to swing a knife.

His movements were so slow that he was almost at a standstill. If ordinary people didn't pay attention all the time, they wouldn't even be able to see that he was moving.

As time passed, the passers-by on the street were no longer surprised by him, and they passed by him without squinting.

...

On this day, two young men with long knives on their waists came to Jiang Yi and stopped.

One of the short young men pointed to Jiang Yi who was practicing swordsman, and said, "Look, Brother Li, this is the idiot I told you about. He comes here to practice swords every morning, and his swordsmanship is very slow."

The brother Li he was talking about was named Peng Li, he was strong and strong, and he was wearing a blue gown.

Peng Li walked around Jiang Yi with great interest, watched Jiang Yi make a movement of swinging a knife, with one foot half in the air, like a sculpture, and said with a smile:

"Hahaha, it's interesting. I've grown up so much, and I haven't seen anyone practicing swords like this before."

As he said that, he looked at Jiang Yi with a playful expression, and asked, "Hey, boy, what kind of sword technique do you practice? Tell me about it."

Without waiting for Jiang Yi to answer, Peng Li said with a mocking expression, "I think your sword skills are so strange, you should have a famous name. Since your movements are as slow as a turtle, you might as well be called a turtle." How about a knife!."

Hearing the words, the short young man on the side laughed and joked, "That might as well be called Wang Ba Dao Fa. Tell the name of the Dao Fa, and you can laugh the enemy to death. Brother Li, don't you think so?"

Hearing this, Peng Li couldn't help laughing, and said cheerfully, "It makes sense, it should be called Wang Ba Dao Fa."

Jiang Yi didn't seem to hear their conversation, still motionless, maintaining the original movements, as if frozen.

Seeing that Jiang Yi didn't respond, Peng Li frowned and said angrily, "What's wrong with this kid? Is he deaf?"

The short young man explained: "When he was practicing the saber, he was like this, as if he couldn't hear anything, and he didn't respond to it. After practicing every afternoon, he returned to normal."

"real or fake?"

Peng Li dubiously walked up to Jiang Yi, stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes. I saw that Jiang Yi didn't even blink his eyes, as if he was looking at the knife in his hand, and it seemed to be empty, he didn't see anything.

Peng Li stretched out his hand to push Jiang Yi again, and found that he was still motionless, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "Hey, it's interesting, it's really motionless. This saber technique should really be called Wangba Saber Technique."

As he said that, Peng Li noticed the black feather saber in Jiang Yi's hand, and couldn't help but let out a surprise.

Peng Li stretched out his fingers to touch the blade lightly, feeling the chill on the blade, and a fiery greed flashed in his eyes:

This, this turned out to be a rare magic weapon. It's a pity to use it for this fool. If you use it to dedicate it to the leader, you will definitely be rewarded and your status will be improved a bit.

Thinking of this, Peng Li reached out and grabbed the back of the knife, trying to take it away from Jiang Yi.

He pulled it out with all his strength, but found that the black feather knife did not move at all, and Jiang Yi's figure did not move at all.

Peng Li couldn't help but feel that he couldn't hold back, and said cursingly: "Damn, this kid is quite strong."

"Brother, let me try."

The short young man was very witty, and he was about to break Jiang Yi's hand holding the knife.

As soon as Lin Qingzhu came to the street, he saw the movements of the two of them, ran over quickly, and scolded.

"Hey, what do you two guys want to do?"

Seeing Lin Qingzhu appear, Peng Li frowned.

Both he and his younger brother are members of the Feixiong Gang. The Feixiong gang acts domineeringly and often clashes with the Fengfeng Martial Arts Hall. It is only because the head of Lin Lin is strong that the Feixiong gang has always been at a disadvantage.

Peng Li was also taught by Lin Qingzhu when he bullied the market in the past, so both sides also know each other.

He didn't want to conflict with Lin Qingzhu, he laughed as if nothing had happened, and said, "I just think the knife in this fool's hand is good, and I just want to buy a knife from him."

He waved his hand again and said, "Forget it, I think he's not clear-headed now, so let's buy it from him when he is clear-headed."

After finishing speaking, he took his younger brother and left.

After walking more than ten meters, Peng Li took a sip, and said in a hateful voice:

"This stinking bitch, come here to spoil my good deeds again. When the leader succeeds in this retreat, she will definitely improve her strength after she comes out. By then, the Blast Wind Martial Arts Hall will be destroyed. I'll see how crazy she is."

The short young man next to him said flatteringly: "The boss will definitely be able to kill that old man Lin when he leaves the customs this time. By then, Lin Qingzhu will fall into our hands. Brother Li, you can ravage it however you want, hehe..."

Saying let out a wretched laugh.

Peng Li was also happy when he heard the words, and patted him on the shoulder: "You are right, when the time comes, I must return all the anger I have suffered for so long."

After the two left, Lin Qingzhu looked at Jiang Yi, who was acting stiffly: "Hey, your knife was about to be taken away just now, so don't move at all."

Jiang Yi didn't respond.

Lin Qingzhu shook his head helplessly, knowing that Jiang Yi would not respond until the afternoon training was completed.

Speaking of which, it was precisely because of Jiang Yi's persistent and even crazy attitude that she often came to see him practice swords.

Even if she couldn't see the mystery of Jiang Yi's saber technique, she was already impressed by this concentration.