Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

"practice!"

After the clone consumed the Qi and Blood Soup, Shen Han kept his eyes fixed on it and used his mind to command the clone to strike while the iron was hot, combining the medicinal power with the cultivation of the breathing technique.

As soon as he started practicing, he immediately felt the difference.

Although it was an avatar cultivating, Shen Han could clearly perceive the changes within it.

Whether it was movement, breath, or even complexion, the clone had improved by a whole level, and its efficiency in circulating energy through the body had doubled.

One hour later.

While practicing his clone technique to the fullest, the effects of the Qi and Blood Soup gradually dissipated.

"Give it a try..."

Shen Han stretched out his arms and performed a set of basic boxing techniques.

Click!

His muscles and bones emitted a faint cracking sound, and his skin all over his body became tougher and denser.

"The Qi and Blood Soup is really effective!"

Shen Han muttered to himself, "Although it was only a short hour, the improvement in physical fitness was visible to the naked eye."

Practicing after taking the medicine can be said to be twice as effective with half the effort.

It's decided. From now on, the clone will drink a dose of Qi and Blood Soup every day.

In this way, the time it takes for me to break through to the Skin Refining Realm will definitely be greatly shortened.

However, a serving of Qi and Blood Soup costs 300 coins.

This is a problem.

No wonder people always say that scholars are poor while warriors are rich.

It turns out that you can't learn martial arts if you don't have money.

The five taels of silver he had wouldn't last long, and the two taels of silver a month's salary for a medical apprentice was far from enough.

We need to find a way to make money!

……

Ten days have passed before we even realized it.

In the evening, a torrential downpour began.

Shen Han returned home from work at the clinic in the rain and opened the control panel.

Mirror owner: Shen Han

Cultivation level: None

Exercise: Breathing Technique (Mastery)

Martial Arts: Basic Fist Techniques (Perfect)

Skill: Medical Skills (Mastery)

During these ten days, with ample food and drink, the clone in the mirror spent his days learning medicine and his nights practicing breathing exercises with Qi and Blood Soup, working tirelessly and leading a very fulfilling life. As the saying goes, hard work pays off; his breathing exercises and medical skills were mastered to a high level three and five days ago, respectively, with remarkable results.

Firstly, physical fitness has increased rapidly.

In terms of strength, he weighs over 400 jin (approximately 200 kg), and even three or four ordinary men combined would not be a match for him.

In terms of speed, he was agile and could cover more than ten feet in the blink of an eye.

In terms of endurance, he made rapid progress, running a mile in one go without even breaking a sweat.

Although I still haven't broken through to the Skin Refinement stage.

But it's clear that we're almost there!

Secondly, he is highly skilled in medicine.

Every day in the clinic's No. 8 consultation room, he, the apprentice, had become the true backbone of the clinic.

Some patients even come specifically to see him.

In comparison, pyrite was much easier.

Feng Hao was even more shocked. At Huang Tie's suggestion, Feng Hao had already started to respectfully address him as Senior Brother Shen, and he directly consulted him on many medical issues.

dong dong!

Shen Han was observing his clone's cultivation when a knock came at the door.

"Sister Yunyi?"

Outside stood her neighbor, Yunyi, holding a steaming bowl of egg noodles in her left hand and shielding the bowl with her right to keep it dry from the rain.

"Xiao Shen, are you hungry? Here you go."

Yunyi smiled and handed the bowl of noodles to Shen Han.

Hu Jiao's death put her mind at ease, and in the past ten days, she has been bringing food to Shen Han more and more often.

Shen Han immediately began to wolf down his food.

"Hehe, eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Yunyi walked to the wooden table and immediately noticed the rusty bronze mirror. "Xiao Shen, you're a grown man, why do you like looking in the mirror?"

He grabbed the bronze mirror, looked at himself in it, and then put it down.

"So blurry!"

Yunyi covered her mouth and chuckled, "You found this mirror, didn't you? I'll give you a new one another day."

Shen Han was taken aback.

so close!

However, it was also a lucky accident. This proves that Sister Yunyi cannot see my reflection in the mirror. In other words, no one but me knows the secret of the bronze mirror. It is indeed a golden finger bestowed by heaven!

"Well... I live alone, and sometimes when I'm bored, I play rock-paper-scissors with my reflection in the mirror."

Shen Han smiled and made up an excuse.

"Pfft!"

Yunyi couldn't help but giggle.

She was just about to make a joke when suddenly, two uninvited guests appeared in the courtyard.

These were two men dressed in black, with oddly shaped features, and wearing rain cloaks.

"Who are you looking for, gentlemen?"

Shen Han stepped out of the room.

"You're Shen Han?"

The two were Hu Teng's henchmen; one was named Ding San, and the other Mao Si.

"it's me."

Shen Han said calmly.

I've never met these two people before, yet they specifically asked for me by name; their intentions are clearly not good!

Ding San glanced at Shen Han's face and asked, "Tell me, before Hu Jiao was murdered, did you see him?"

Shen Han understood instantly.

They're here to investigate Hu Jiao's death! We thought the matter was settled after Hu Jiao's death, but it turns out it's far from over!

"I've seen it."

"Oh? When?"

Upon hearing this, Mao Si pressed him with a sinister gaze.

"About ten days ago, Master Hu came to my place and collected the Dragon King's incense money."

Mao Si glanced sideways and scoffed, "Just collecting money?"

"Yes, Mr. Hu took the money and left."

Did he mention anyone?

"without……"

Shen Han sighed as he spoke, "You two are friends of Master Hu, right? Have you found out who killed Master Hu?"

Ding San and Mao Si exchanged a glance.

Mao Si said, "Kid, you seem quite interested in our identities?"

"No, no, I just suddenly remembered that Master Hu once mentioned that he has a cousin in Black Wind Village."

Ding San removed his rain cloak and sneered, "Kid, hehe, you guessed right. We are indeed disciples of Black Wind Stronghold, and Hu Jiao's cousin, Hu Teng, is our senior brother."

Instantly, Yunyi covered her mouth in the room.

She had heard of Black Wind Stronghold's infamous reputation and knew it was a notorious gang.

Mao Si said sternly, "Shen Han, how much do you know about Hu Jiao's death?"

"Gentlemen, I have absolutely no idea about this."

Shen Han looked completely innocent.

Ding San stepped forward: "Senior Brother Hu has given the order that after finding the murderer who killed Hu Jiao, his entire family will be killed. We will turn the entire East City area upside down!"

"Woman inside, come out!"

Yunyi trembled and had no choice but to obey and go out, standing beside Shen Han.

Do you know who killed Hu Jiao?

"I don't know."

Yunyi said, trembling. Clearly, she remembered being forced by Hu Jiao that night.

"Is that so?"

Ding San pressed closer and closer.

Shen Han stepped in front of Yun Yi: "Gentlemen, Master Hu is tall and strong; ordinary men are no match for him. You don't need to doubt a weak woman, do you?"

"snort!"

Ding San stared at Shen Han, "I'll let you two go for now, but remember this: if I find out you've been lying in the future, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

After saying that, he stepped onto the rock that weighed about two hundred pounds.

boom!

The stone shattered into pieces, and the pebbles flew about in the rain.

"I would never dare to deceive you two."

"Let's go!"

Ding Sanmao Si didn't linger and turned to leave.

Shen Han wiped the rain off his face.

These two lackeys are not to be underestimated; they can crush rocks with a single kick, far surpassing Hu Jiao in strength.

The crisis is not over.

I must become stronger, I must become stronger as soon as possible!