Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

Sanhe County, Xuanhu Medical Clinic.

After work in the evening.

Several servants were huddled together whispering.

"Hey, have you guys noticed? Shen Han's been acting a bit strange these past few days."

"Yeah, he's always looking in the mirror!"

"Looking in the mirror? Shen Han is just like us, a virile young man. What kind of mirror is he looking in?"

"I was taking pictures while I was queuing to collect my monthly allowance."

"Could it be...?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, he's coming."

A dark-skinned young man strode out of the clinic's accounting room, holding a bronze mirror in his hand. He was none other than Shen Han, the man the others had mentioned.

The group looked at each other in bewilderment and quickly dispersed.

Shen Han didn't say much, yawned, and walked straight out of the clinic.

"You don't understand..."

He stared at himself in the mirror, a faint smile appearing on his lips. "Judging from this progress, the fusion should be successful tonight!"

I've been in this world for half a year, and the cheat system only arrived a few days ago.

Well, as the saying goes, good things come to those who wait. Hopefully, it will be a big surprise!

Before long, Shen Han's figure darted through the streets and alleys and into a small courtyard in the east of the city.

The courtyard is small, with only two rooms.

Click!

Shen Han opened his room door, strode in, and lit an oil lamp.

After entering the room, he sat on the edge of the bed and continued to look in the mirror.

The bronze mirror was very broken and rusty, yet its surface shimmered with an eerie aura.

What's baffling is that the mirror reflects nothing but him; it shows no other furnishings in the room. Furthermore, his image in the mirror is incomplete, but rather slowly coalescing like broken building blocks!

"It's a success!"

Half an hour later, the image in the bronze mirror was finally pieced together.

The person in the mirror looked exactly like him. After taking shape, he became a separate body and walked around in the mirror on his own.

"stop!"

Shen Han controlled it with his mind.

Instantly, the reflection in the mirror understood, stopped in its tracks, and sat down cross-legged.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Shen Han clicked his tongue in amazement, "I knew it! This is the kind of setup a transmigrator should have!"

That's right, he's not from this world.

Six months ago, he stumbled upon this continent by sheer luck and ended up in Sanhe County. He soon learned that this was a feudal dynasty where martial arts were revered, and that there were not only swift and powerful masters, but also demons and monsters.

In order to protect himself, he began to practice martial arts.

Unfortunately, martial arts training requires talent, and his talent was not even average. Moreover, he had long missed the golden age for learning martial arts, which meant that he had no chance of making any progress in the path of martial arts.

But life goes on.

Half a month ago, he moved into the small courtyard. Through the introduction of his neighbors, he became a handyman at the Xuanhu Medical Clinic, where he does odd jobs every day and has a way to make a living.

The turning point came three days ago.

At that time, he accidentally obtained a bronze mirror, and subsequently awakened his golden finger.

By constantly looking in the mirror and allowing your image to fully solidify in the mirror, the person in the mirror can become your clone, and a gifted genius clone at that. This clone can tirelessly cultivate various martial arts techniques in your place, and the results of the cultivation can be shared with you!

"Give it a try!"

Shen Han acted immediately, pulling out a martial arts manual, "Basic Fist Techniques," from his drawer and placing it on the bronze mirror. This was a very common manual; almost everyone in Sanhe County who wanted to learn martial arts had a copy.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, the manual slid into the bronze mirror and appeared in the clone's hand.

Shen Han stared intently at the clone.

The clone quickly flipped through the manual and then threw it out of the bronze mirror.

Then, the clone took a stance in the mirror and began to practice meticulously, with extremely coordinated body shape and posture.

"That's amazing!"

Shen Han was extremely excited.

A true expert's skill is immediately apparent.

If you insist on comparing your past boxing movements with the clone in the mirror, it's like comparing heaven and earth; they're simply incomparable.

He watched his clone practice with great interest for an hour.

A panel of light and shadow appeared on the bronze mirror.

Mirror owner: Shen Han

Cultivation level: None

Martial Arts: Basic Fist Techniques (Beginner)

"You've already mastered the basics of boxing?"

The next moment, Shen Han took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Sure enough, the various tricks of basic boxing techniques had already formed muscle memory in my mind, and the punching moves and methods of gathering power were also incredibly clear.

He got excited and quickly practiced a basic set of boxing techniques in the room.

Whoosh!

His punches produced a whooshing sound, quite exquisite.

Shen Han was overjoyed and instructed his clone to continue practicing his fist techniques.

"I may not have a martial arts foundation, but I have a clone to do it for me, isn't that the same?"

Practice, practice for me.

My clone is myself; his training is equivalent to my training. All of this is due to my own hard work!

After giving instructions to his clone, Shen Han put away the bronze mirror, took a shower, and then lay down comfortably on the bed.

"The levels of martial arts are divided into beginner, minor achievement, major achievement, and perfection."

It only took him an hour to learn the basics of boxing.

"I suppose it won't take more than a few days to reach perfection. Hehe, I'll just sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labor."

After talking to himself for a while, Shen Han fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Shen Han woke up from a sweet dream, and the first thing he did was check the bronze mirror.

Martial Arts: Basic Fist Techniques (Beginner)

Why is it still considered a beginner level?

Upon closer inspection, the clone in the mirror, though not asleep, was not practicing its martial arts either; instead, it was sitting on the ground in a daze.

Why don't you keep practicing?

Shen Han immediately asked telepathically.

The clone looked up, first pointing to its own stomach, then shaking its finger.

"Do you need something to eat?"

Upon seeing this, Shen Han immediately understood.

It is important to know that martial arts training is very physically demanding. For martial arts practitioners, their appetite will continue to increase, and if there is not enough food, training cannot continue.

The clone nodded emphatically.

"That was my oversight..." Shen Han thought to himself, having wasted an entire night.

There were two pancakes and three steamed buns left on the table, which he immediately took to the mirror. His clone grabbed them and ate them all in no time.

"Can we start practicing now?"

Shen Han had his clone practice his fist techniques again.

With his strength restored, the clone regained his energy and began practicing his boxing in the mirror with renewed vigor.

Shen Han then went out to the clinic.

"That's a problem..."

He walked and thought.

To ensure that the clone can continue its cultivation without interruption, it is necessary to provide it with ample food, especially meat!

The clinic does provide meals during the day, but only enough for him to eat his fill. In other words, the food needed for his clone has to be bought separately.

Just then, a voice came from behind.

"Young man surnamed Shen, your clinic distributed monthly wages yesterday. Shouldn't you have paid the Dragon King's incense offering fee for last month?"

The speaker was a scarred man, a big, burly man with a face full of scars, who grinned and approached Shen Han.

"So it's Master Hu."

Shen Han recognized the scarred man, took out a hundred coins and handed them to him, saying, "Please accept this, Master Hu."