Humans in All Heavens: Starting with Detective Dee

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The next afternoon, Zhou Yi, who had finished cultivating his internal energy in the morning, was practicing his swordsmanship in the garden.

He wielded a steel knife with great skill and power, and so far, he had only practiced the first six moves of the knife technique.

Firstly, since he is currently in Youzhou, there are no suitable craftsmen to forge a chain knife for him, and he can't very well use Li Yuanfang's.

He also had to protect Di Renjie.

Secondly, the last six sword techniques require using a thin iron chain to control the blade, which is not easy to master.

He still needs Li Yuanfang to teach him carefully.

You cannot cultivate on your own, because it is easy to accidentally harm yourself.

Thirdly, although he had achieved some success in internal strength, it was still very shallow and insufficient to transmit and control the blade on the thin iron chain.

Nevertheless, Zhou Yi wielded the steel knife with ease, unleashing a variety of amazing techniques.

"Take this?"

Zhou Yi, who was practicing his swordsmanship, only heard a reminder.

Suddenly, a steel knife came out from the left side, slanted in.

Zhou Yi was startled and had no time to think it through.

He decisively changed his stance, wielding a steel knife as he charged forward.

The blade jerked, and a force traveled from the steel blade to the arm.

With a jolt in his wrist, Zhou Yi almost dropped the steel knife.

Before Zhou Yi could react, the opponent's steel blade was already slashing towards him.

Helpless, Zhou Yi could only hold the steel sword to his shoulder to parry the opponent's slashes.

Who knew that the opponent's move was completely powerless.

It landed lightly on the side of Zhouyi's steel knife, separating instantly upon contact.

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"Hehe, Di Chun... it's me..."

Zhou Yi looked at it and found it was Hu Jinghui.

"General Tiger?"

"Di Chun? While swordsmanship requires diligent study and practice, it also requires sparring with others."

Blindly studying and practicing is just like reinventing the wheel.

Unable to effectively improve their skills.

Hu Jinghui said with a smile.

"Thank you for your guidance, General Hu."

I actually know that, but being in Youzhou, there are many complicated matters to attend to, and everyone has things to do.

That's why I practiced swordsmanship alone.

It's also difficult to find other sparring partners.

"The past is the past; the mission case remains unsolved."

A major war between the two countries is imminent.

With everyone filled with worries, things naturally become complicated.

Now that the rebel party has been defeated, the villagers who were arrested in Xiaolianzishan have all been rescued.

Moreover, the adult also saved Jili Khan.

It is likely that the war between the two countries will not reignite.

Everyone can rest assured now.

I'm currently free and have nothing to do.

"How about I practice with you?" Hu Jinghui said with a smile.

Laughter settled in Zhou Yi's heart.

"What's this guy up to?"

Why are you suddenly being so friendly to me?

"Never mind, let's just go along with what he says and see what he does?" Zhou Yi thought to himself.

He cupped his hands in a polite gesture and said, "Oh, General Hu is a commander of the Thousand Bull Guards. How can I ask General Hu to practice with me?"

No, no.

"Di Chun, what are you saying?"

Since we all work under Lord Di, we should naturally be as close as brothers.

What general? No general at all.

If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Tiger from now on.

"Don't call me 'General,' it's too formal." Hu Jinghui waved his hand and smiled.

"Besides, isn't it just sparring?"

Why not?

Come on, come on.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to accept it.

The two men wielded steel knives. Hu Jinghui suppressed his strength, sparring only with a power level slightly higher than Zhou Yi's.

With a crisp clang, the blades clashed, sparks flying everywhere.

Hu Jinghui's swordsmanship was fierce and powerful, the wind from his blade whipping up fallen leaves as he attacked Zhou Yi...

Zhou Yi's swordsmanship was inherited from Li Yuanfang, and his swordsmanship also followed a fierce and powerful style.

However, Hu Jinghui is actually more skilled with the sword. The Youlan Sword is light and agile, so Hu Jinghui's knife skills unconsciously carry a touch of the lightness of swordsmanship.

They are more agile in their moves.

The clash of blades blended into one, their cold glints flashing and intertwining within arm's reach. Sometimes they clashed head-on, sparks flying, sometimes they entangled in close combat, blades slicing around each other's waists...

Even though Hu Jinghui suppressed his strength and didn't use too much internal energy, he had been practicing martial arts for twenty or thirty years and his experience was already extremely rich.

He is far superior to someone like Zhou Yi, who has only practiced martial arts for about ten days.

Often, before Zhou Yi could even exhaust his strength, Hu Jinghui would already see the flaws in his swordsmanship.

The steel knife was aimed directly at his weakness.

He was forced to retreat and defend.

After the exchange, Zhou Yi could only defend himself and had no power to retaliate.

This was because Hu Jinghui deliberately suppressed his strength.

However, he can only use a small amount of internal energy, trying to keep it on par with the I Ching.

However, the fighting spirit and rich experience gained over decades of combat are not so easily suppressed.

It can easily trigger the body's instinctive awareness, which has already formed muscle memory.

Half an hour later.

After the sparring session ended, Hu Jinghui sheathed his steel sword, looking calm and seemingly unaffected by fatigue, while Zhou Yi was already panting heavily.

Although the sparring was somewhat frustrating, he benefited greatly from the guidance of the master Hu Jinghui, especially in swordsmanship.

That's much better than him practicing alone.

The mere half-hour of sparring was equivalent to his four or five days of arduous training.

"Phew." In the garden, Zhou Yi panted heavily. "I really have to thank General Hu today. I have benefited greatly."

"Hey. Didn't I already say that?"

You should call him Brother Tiger.

"Brother Tiger."

"That's right." Hu Jinghui nodded in satisfaction, and the two walked towards their residence together.

After their exchange, the two became much closer.

We're no longer as distant as before.

Suddenly, Hu Jinghui asked, seemingly casually, "Di Chun, didn't the master ask you to treat Jili Khan's illness before?"

Why didn't I see you go check on him today?

Could it be that he died from the poison?

Zhou Yi's heart stirred, and it came.

This is Hu Jinghui's purpose.

"No, he's still hanging there, but the situation has remained the same, so I don't need to watch over him anymore."

"Just have Dayou get the medicine for him every day and feed it to him."

"We don't know if Jili Khan can be cured next?"

If it can be cured, wouldn't we be able to end the war between our two countries?

If he dies and Modu takes power, wouldn't that mean we'd have to continue the war with our Great Zhou?

As he spoke, a look of worry appeared on his face.

It's a test, an absolute test. If Jili Khan can't cure it, he won't risk taking action.

If he can cure the disease, he will still risk taking the risk.

"It should be curable."

I have faith in your abilities, sir. As long as the person isn't dead, I'm confident I can bring them back to life.

"Oh, is that so?" He had already deliberately shown a hint of worry on his face, and now that worry was even more pronounced.

"Alright, Brother Tiger, let's part ways here."

I need to wash up first.

"it is good."

After saying that, Zhou Yi went to wash up on his own.