Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

The figure was none other than the night watchman who had noticed him and alerted Liu Yuan four nights ago!

At that moment, the night watchman was in a hurry.

Shen Han immediately remained calm and followed at a distance.

Soon, the night watchman arrived at an inconspicuous wooden hut, opened the door, and went inside.

"What were the findings?"

Inside the wooden house, Peng Hanshan, dressed in fine clothes, had a cold and stern expression.

"Reporting to Senior Brother, he seems to have disappeared..."

The night watchman said tremblingly.

"disappear?"

Peng Hanshan stomped his foot angrily, exclaiming, "In broad daylight, how can a living person simply vanish?"

The night watchman hurriedly asked, "Could they have escaped out of the city?"

Peng Hanshan coldly replied, "Absolutely impossible! I inquired with the city gate guards, and they haven't seen any ugly man leave the city in the past few days. That guy must still be in Sanhe County!"

"Can……"

"That ugly man killed Steward Liu; clearly, he knows the secret of the black bricks. This man must not be allowed to live!"

"Senior Brother, how about... we notify the martial arts school to send someone to investigate together?"

"No!"

Peng Hanshan slammed his hand on the table and said sternly, "The secret of the black bricks is something I overheard from my master and mistress. If it's exposed, I'll be in deep trouble! Listen carefully, Steward Liu's death was a revenge killing by the sects outside the city. You are not allowed to mention Ugly Han to anyone, understand?"

The night watchman hurriedly nodded: "I understand."

Peng Hanshan added, "It's been four days. Even if that ugly man stays home as much as possible, he still has to go out to buy things. Keep a close eye on him, especially in the eastern part of the city. Don't let any clue slip by!"

"I will certainly take care of it!"

"Here, take this five taels of silver."

Peng Hanshan took out a silver ingot and threw it to the night watchman.

The night watchman was overjoyed: "Thank you so much for your kindness, Senior Brother! I will do anything for you!"

Peng Hanshan snorted.

After saying this, he left the wooden house without lingering and disappeared into the streets and alleys outside in the blink of an eye.

The night watchman quickly put the silver away.

"Sigh, that's strange, where is that guy...?"

He sighed to himself.

Squeak!

Just then, the door of the wooden house slowly opened.

"Hmm? There's no wind..."

The night watchman got up and was about to go over and close the door when he noticed a young man standing at the door.

"Who are you?"

The night watchman kept a close eye on the approaching person.

"Hehe, brother, weren't you looking for me?"

The person who came was, of course, Shen Han.

He had overheard their conversation from outside the cabin.

Unexpectedly, it was all done by the senior brother behind the back of the Iron Fist Martial Arts School. However, the senior brother's cultivation level was unknown, so caution was necessary. But the night watchman was different. The night watchman was just an ordinary person. With Shen Han's level of flesh refining and his strength of a thousand jin, crushing the night watchman was easier than crushing an ant.

"You've mistaken me for someone else; I've never seen you before."

The night watchman looked unfriendly. He didn't want to say anything more, so he stretched out his right hand, intending to push Shen Han out.

Shen Han didn't move.

"you!"

The night watchman was stunned. The young man in front of him looked weak and frail, but he couldn't even move him!

"Brother, we met just four nights ago."

Shen Han said calmly, "You really forgot?"

The night watchman gritted his teeth and said, "Kid, are you deliberately trying to cause trouble?"

Shen Han laughed: "It seems you really are forgetful. I was carrying a bundle of bricks at the time."

"Could it be...?"

Suddenly, the night watchman snapped out of his daze, his face contorted in shock. "You're that ugly man?"

Shen Han sneered, "You're still too stupid."

The night watchman trembled instantly: "That night, did you kill Steward Liu?"

"certainly!"

Shen Han took a step forward.

His imposing manner made the night watchman's legs go numb, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Liu Yuan tried to steal my things; he deserved to die."

As he spoke, Shen Han took out a heavy iron scimitar from the bronze mirror.

The night watchman was dumbfounded. Where did he get such a big knife from?

"What...what are you going to do...?"

"Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots! In my life, I hate those who scheme against me behind my back the most!"

Without any hesitation, Shen Han swung his curved blade.

This was the first time he had used a heavy iron scimitar.

"No……"

The night watchman was so frightened that he lost control of his bladder and bowels.

But little of his consciousness remained.

chap!

A flash of cold light appeared, and the heavy iron scimitar, weighing over a hundred pounds, swept across the night watchman's neck. His head was cleanly and swiftly separated from his body, blood spurting into the sky.

"A fine knife!"

Shen Han glanced at the heavy iron scimitar.

The blade exuded an eerie aura, and there wasn't a single trace of blood on its surface.

The blacksmith shopkeeper, Lei, was right; his knife-making skills were unmatched in Sanhe County.

Shen Han sheathed his curved sword, pocketed the five taels of silver from the night watchman, and strode away.

The mess on the ground had nothing to do with him.

Anyway, once the night watchman died, no one ever saw him wearing the mask again, so he was safe for the time being.

Walking back into the streets, Shen Han showed no signs of anything unusual.

No one among the passersby on the street could have imagined that this seemingly ordinary passerby had just killed someone with a single slash!

Mirror owner: Shen Han

Cultivation level: Flesh Refining

Exercise: Ancient Yang Gong (Mastery)

Martial Arts: Raging Dragon Fist (Perfected), Sky-Splitting Blade Technique (Perfected)

Skill: Medical Skills (Perfect)

As he walked, he brought up the control panel.

After several days of arduous training, the Heaven-Splitting Blade Technique has been perfected by the clone!

Shen Han was secretly delighted.

No wonder that as soon as he picked up the knife, all the secrets of knife skills in his mind had reached their peak. Although the knife skills only had five moves, they seemed to have become part of his body, making him wield them with ease.

Gu Yang Gong has reached its peak.

But it doesn't matter. Each time the clone circulates its energy, the body's strength will increase, leading to an increase in cultivation level.

"Now, I have a strength of over 1,100 jin."

Shen Han muttered, "Buying this incomplete copy of 'Ancient Yang Skill' was really a good deal."

At the very least, it wouldn't be a problem for my clone to use it to reach the Tendon Refining Realm.

With my current strength and swordsmanship, I am confident that I can kill Kong Xuan in one fell swoop if I were to fight him again!

However, the Qi-condensing powder left behind by Sister Yunyi has lost its effect.

This is true. In the four days since he broke through to the Body Refinement stage, he has continued to give his clone Qi Condensation Powder every day. Yesterday, he used up the remaining medicinal herbs, but the effect was gone. The Qi Condensation Powder could no longer be effective in improving cultivation.

Having experience with Qi and Blood Soup, Shen Han naturally concluded that Qi Condensation Powder is only suitable for use before reaching the Flesh Refining Realm. From now on, he must find new medicinal diets or pills.

"Clone, focus all your energy on cultivating the Ancient Yang Technique!"

Shen Han gave his clone a task.

The Heaven-Splitting Blade Technique has been mastered to its peak. Like the Raging Dragon Fist and medical skills, it no longer needs to be practiced. Until a new martial arts manual is found, the clone can cultivate the Ancient Yang Skill around the clock to focus on improving its cultivation level.

Once the Ancient Yang Skill is mastered to perfection, the daily growth of cultivation will be even more rapid!

"Senior Brother Shen, you're finally back!"

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of Xuanhu Medical Clinic, they saw Feng Hao looking worried.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Han looked around.

Everyone at the clinic looked terrified, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Something's happened, Li Xunshan is dead..."

Feng Hao's voice trembled as he spoke.