Laughing at the Heavens: From Flying Knife Skills to Shattering the Void

Chapter 4: Master, don't do it! (Please collect)

bass!
Three meters away, the flying knife hit the bull's eye accurately.

Proficiency increased by 2 points again.

【Progress: 22/500】

Then came another slash, this time only hitting the tree trunk, and his proficiency increased by 1.

Within three feet, the sword will hit!
At this distance, Lin Pingan can already achieve zero misses.

Lin Ping'an quickly got back into the state, focusing wholeheartedly and unaware of external things, and concentrating on practicing with the sword.

At this moment, all he could see was the knife in his hand and the target opposite him.

Apart from these two, there is nothing else.

An hour later.

Lin Pingan swung his arm and shot straight.

The flying knife in his hand turned into a silver light and instantly pierced the cypress trunk.

The three-inch blade was almost halfway penetrated.

Proficiency +2.

【Progress: 260/500】

"The progress bar is finally halfway through."

Lin Ping'an shook his sore arms. Even though his body had been strengthened, he still felt tired after two hours of non-stop practice.

Especially this time he had fifteen throwing knives, which meant he saved most of the time on recycling and could spend more time practicing throwing knives.

The number of times the throwing knives are thrown will naturally increase.

"It seems that it will be difficult to make a breakthrough today."

Lin Ping'an looked at the sky. It was already past four in the afternoon and not far from sunset.

Of course, the most important thing is that his arms are no longer suitable for wielding a knife.

It will take at least an hour of practice to recover.

"I was wondering why I kept hearing the 'pecking' sound today. I thought it was a woodpecker, but I didn't expect it was you practicing throwing knives."

At this moment, Mrs. Wang passed by, but when her eyes fell on the cypress tree, a look of surprise appeared on her face, "Did you shoot this?"

Mrs. Wang came to the cypress tree, stretched out her hand and pulled the flying knife from the trunk, and said in surprise: "From three meters away, it penetrated the wood by an inch and a half. You have already reached the master level."

"Did you really just start practicing this yesterday?"

Mrs. Wang's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, and she had the same idea as Gao Biaotou.

It’s amazing enough to get started in one day, but occasionally some people still manage to do it, which is barely acceptable.

But he had already reached the level of mastery and achieved some success in just one day. She had never seen or even heard of such a thing before.

"Maybe I have some talent in knife throwing, so I improved faster."

Lin Pingan smiled reservedly and said modestly.

"It seems that this is the only possibility."

Mrs. Wang took a deep breath and nodded. She had seen Lin Ping'an practicing flying knives yesterday, and he had just gotten started at that time, and it didn't seem like he had already mastered it.

"Such a talent as yours is too good to be buried here."

Mrs. Wang sighed softly.

Lin Pingan immediately said, "Madam, what are you talking about? If it weren't for you, I would have died outside. If it weren't for you, I would have been dead. Now I am still without any skills."

Lin Ping'an said to Madam Wang solemnly, "Madam, I will never forget your kindness."

"Good boy."

The more Mrs. Wang looked at Lin Ping'an, the more satisfied she became. He was handsome, talented, and most importantly, loyal and righteous. He was worthy of close friendship. It was a pity that his hair was a little short, making him look like a monk who had just returned to secular life, which was a bit out of place.

Lin Ping'an lowered his head slightly, wondering whether he should remind Madam Wang about the Qingcheng Sect. At this moment, a maid ran over in a hurry, "Oh no, Madam. The master and the young master are fighting."

"What? They're making trouble again. I'll go check it out."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she immediately threw off her robe and left quickly.

Lin Pingan was stunned when he heard this, "Lin Pingzhi is back? And he is fighting with Lin Zhennan, could it be..."

Lin Ping'an remembered the time when Lin Pingzhi came back from hunting and fought with Lin Zhennan, and also the time when Lin Pingzhi killed Yu Renyan and returned.

"Could it be that this is the time Lin Pingzhi killed Yu Renyan?"

"It's possible. Lin Zhennan and Qingcheng Sect just had a negotiation, and Lin Pingzhi was out hunting, so this time Lin Pingzhi must have killed Yu Renyan." "This means that the Fuwei Escort Agency has already been under surveillance, and no one can leave alive. It also means that a large number of Qingcheng troops will arrive soon, and the Fuwei Escort Agency will be wiped out in two days."

Lin Ping'an packed up his flying knife and prepared to go to the front yard.

Just then, he heard footsteps coming from the opposite path.

"Master, don't be angry about peace. He is not a child anymore. As long as it doesn't interfere with his martial arts training, let him be."

Mrs. Wang’s refreshing voice came.

"Don't worry, Madam. I just want to scare him and give him some encouragement."

Lin Zhennan chuckled and whispered, "It's been a month since we last met. I miss you so much. I'm sure you miss me too. I'll reward you today."

"You are already an old married couple, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Mrs. Wang quickly looked around and glared at Lin Zhennan.

"What are you afraid of? We are husband and wife. Doesn't Madam want to?"

Lin Zhennan laughed strangely, "Madam can have another child then."

"nonsense."

Mrs. Wang blushed and scolded him softly.

Lin Ping'an, who was separated by a forest, was also surprised to hear this and thought: I didn't expect that they have such a good relationship as a couple. It's not convenient for me to go out at this time.

Thinking of this, Lin Pingan took a step back, accidentally stepping on a branch, making a "crackling" sound.

"Who?"

Lin Zhennan immediately raised his head and asked. After all, he was a martial artist and he still had some hearing ability.

"Where did this wild monk come from? How dare you sneak around in my Fuwei Escort Agency?"

In the blink of an eye, Lin Zhennan ran through the woods and rushed to Lin Ping'an. He looked at Lin Ping'an, who had short hair, and looked him up and down with suspicion.

"Master, don't do it."

At this time, Madam Wang also hurried over with her skirt lifted up and explained, "His name is Lin Ping'an. He fainted at the entrance of the escort agency a few days ago. I took him into the escort agency. He must be practicing flying knife skills here."

"It turns out that he is from our escort agency. His name is Lin Ping'an. He is related to my Pingzhi."

Hearing this, Lin Zhennan felt relieved.

"Disciple greets the chief escort leader."

Lin Pingan also hurriedly bowed in greeting.

Lin Zhennan's eyes fell on the cypress tree trunk in front of him, which was already in a terrible state. "Tsk tsk, it seems that you have mastered the art of throwing knives. You must have thrown hundreds of knives to make the cypress tree look like this. You are indeed a determined person."

"Thanks to Madam for asking Head Emissary Gao to teach me the art of flying knives, I have acquired this skill. Naturally, I dare not slack off."

Lin Pingan said respectfully.

"Ping An is indeed a good candidate. I have watched him master the flying knife technique in the past two days. He is also grateful and repays kindness. He is a child from a good family."

Mrs. Wang also smiled and said, "The most important thing is that she is destined to be with our Ping'er."

"Good boy, that's good. Okay, it's time to eat. You should go and eat too."

Lin Zhennan nodded at Lin Pingan.

"Yes."

Lin Ping'an watched Lin Zhennan and his wife leave, and then came to the kitchen.

Everyone went to eat happily.

Lin Ping'an sighed softly and could only follow the crowd to the kitchen.

Nothing can be done now.

Because according to the development of the plot, someone will be killed soon tonight, and the escort agency bodyguards outside will also be killed tomorrow.

This is a dead end. Whether you stay or leave, you will die.

"According to the time calculation, I still have one day and two nights. If I can improve my flying knife skills to a higher level during this period, I might have a chance to break out when the day after tomorrow comes."

Lin Pingan was secretly calculating.

Then he began to concentrate on eating.

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