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Chapter 417 The Knife Skills of the Red Case

Chen Xu had not used the wood-splitting knife technique in combat for a long time.

This wasn't because he abandoned his wood-chopping technique, but mainly because he lacked opportunities for combat.

When he dealt with the puppets, he mainly used fire control techniques, supplemented by wood-chopping knife skills, using his palm as a knife, and occasionally using a few knife techniques.

To avoid his fire control technique being too powerful, which could quickly turn all the puppets into molten iron and expose his actual Golden Core stage cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the puppet in front of him learned his wood-chopping technique after only two rounds of fighting.

Yes, although the puppet in front of us was summoned again by Master Mao, the cores used in the puppet were the same ones that Master Mao had rescued earlier.

The key to a puppet lies in its core; as long as the core remains unchanged, the puppet can retain its battle memories.

Such puppets often become stronger the more they are used, and changing their bodies is equivalent to experiencing "another life".

In later use, such a puppet could be considered equivalent to a top-level warrior who had experienced countless battles.

Master Mao told Chen Xu with a hint of pride:

“My disciple, this is the Hundred Battles Puppet, which is also one of the special products of our Divine Mechanism Sect.”

For example, the Hundred Refinements Sect also launched the Hundred Battles Puppet, but it was only called the 'Hundred Battles' puppet.

In reality, the puppet cores they created could only be used to replace the body five times at most for Foundation Establishment stage puppets before they became unusable, while those for Golden Core stage puppets were only used three times.

Unlike our puppets, which can be rotated ten times for Foundation Establishment stage puppets and five times for Golden Core stage puppets.

Every puppet possesses greater potential than those of the Hundred Refinements Sect, and these puppets before you were personally crafted by your master. Each puppet core can even withstand fifteen rotations!

It turns out that the so-called Hundred Battles Puppet also has different levels and qualities.

Not every puppet can truly be "battle-hardened".

However, if the puppet's body is treated with care, its existence and combat time in each "incarnation" can be extended and prolonged.

So even with only fifteen chances of "reincarnation," this puppet might still be able to truly become a combat master.

Chen Xu then understood why Master Mao had repeatedly emphasized that he should not completely damage the puppet's body.

At this moment, facing three puppets that suddenly slashed at him at close range, Chen Xu had a thought and his figure flashed, instantly escaping the encirclement.

He reached out and grabbed a single-edged sword from the weapon rack next to the fighting platform.

As soon as I picked up the single knife, memories of countless times practicing wood-chopping techniques flooded back into my mind.

Chen Xu recalled every movement and every thought he had when he first learned swordsmanship.

Why was he practicing swordsmanship at that time?

What, then, is a knife?
Chen Xu asked himself the question, and then provided his own answer.

A knife is a weapon.

It is a weapon that cuts a path to survival in a world of darkness and chaos!

It was the weapon that sustained him through countless dark nights, helping him struggle to survive, escape predicaments, and move forward.

Studying the law is to bring the great power of heaven and earth into one's own body.

Learn the sword, and use your personal power to cleave the heavens and earth!

He cannot forget his original intention when he first started cultivating. What was his original intention?
It's about becoming stronger, even stronger.

He was so powerful that the world was no longer obscured before him, so powerful that he could go wherever he pleased.

No longer do they have to be trapped in a small thatched hut in Jichuan County, powerless against the tricks of fate, sitting like a caged beast.

Now, Chen Xu seems to have a good level of cultivation and a bright future.

But how could a mere Golden Core stage be enough?
He must continue forward, taking countless more steps!

The knife in his hand was his initial source of confidence.

He wanted to have complete control over it, so that every stroke would have both overwhelming power and exquisite detail, like carving flowers on paper.

The three puppets, drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, surged forth like tides and waves, slashing at Chen Xu with one strike after another.

The wondrous Three Talents Formation meant that no matter which direction Chen Xu faced, he had to confront at least two puppets at the same time.

If he can take care of the front, he can't take care of the back; if he can take care of the left, he can't take care of the right.

What is the solution to this situation?

He either had to overcome all obstacles with sheer force, or surpass the three puppets in skill and speed. He also had to avoid being trapped by the puppets' spiritual energy seal or having his movements disrupted by their formations.

This requires extremely strong control over one's own true essence, as well as a keen sensitivity to every slight change in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This was difficult, but Chen Xu did it!

He didn't know that at this moment, holding a single sword, he seemed to have transformed into a blade of light dancing in the gaps of spiritual energy in the eyes of Master Mao.

Time flies like an arrow; it's all too quick.

With each stroke of the knife, like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, every cut precisely struck a crucial point in the puppet's energy flow path.

Chen Xu didn't exert too much of his true energy. Compared to the sharpness of his previous wood-chopping knife technique, he had now learned one more word: restraint!

We need to take back what we have, but we can't just keep taking it all.

The purpose of taking control is not to retreat, but to attack the enemy's weaknesses while minimizing losses.

This kind of control is similar to the knife skills used in cooking.

Slice the slices as thin as cicada wings.

Cut the strips into even strips.

Cut into neat, square pieces...

The knife dances on the cutting board, striving to bring each ingredient to its ideal shape.

boom!
Chen Xu suddenly twirled the single-edged sword in his palm, instantly twirling it and flipping it over under his control.

He turned the blade towards himself and slammed it down on the shoulder of a puppet facing him with the back of the blade.

hum!
The back of the blade vibrated, producing a continuous buzzing sound.

In that instant, Chen Xu appeared to have only made one strike, but in reality, the strike created thousands upon thousands of strange vibrations as it landed on the puppet.

Slicing a puppet with the back of a blade is like smashing flesh into a pulp with the back of a blade!

Chen Xu's mind wandered, his concentration reached its peak, and the profound mysteries of the wood-chopping technique flowed repeatedly through his mind.

He suddenly felt that what he held in his hand was no longer a knife, but rather a part of his will, an extension of his soul.

After the blade fell, the puppet in front of him froze in place.

Its surface is undamaged, but all the internal array nodes have been destroyed.

At this moment, two more puppets pounced from behind Chen Xu.

Taking advantage of the situation, Chen Xu turned around and slashed twice in quick succession, his movements as fluid as flowing water.

Boom!

The back of the blade struck the shoulders of the two puppets again, and the two puppets froze almost simultaneously, unable to move.

Who would have thought that just a few dozen breaths ago, these three seemingly "dead" puppets were still locked in a fierce battle with Chen Xu?

At this point, Chen Xu had finally dealt with all three puppets.

He felt exhilarated and delighted.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I caught the look in Master Mao's eyes—

It was a complex and surprising feeling that was hard to describe, along with a certain excitement of eager anticipation, and a touch of doubt and profundity.

Chen Xu immediately felt a chill and instantly withdrew all his true energy, forcing himself to break out in a cold sweat.

All three puppets lost power and froze in place, while Chen Xu himself seemed to have lost all strength.

His arm holding the knife trembled, and suddenly there was a "clang".

That was the knife in his hand; he could no longer hold it, and it fell to the ground.

Chen Xu stumbled and swayed.

He managed to utter with difficulty, "Master, your disciple has been fortunate enough to fulfill your mission..."

boom!
The next step was that he fell to the ground.

"Oh dear, my disciple!"

(End of this chapter)