Chinese Martial Arts: My Super Beast Clone

Lin Hai sat cross-legged on the bed, reached out and pinched out a plump, jade-like lotus seed, then put it directly into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

A cool breeze slowly rose and spread into his mind, nourishing his spirit and consciousness.

The moment this cool airflow completely merged into my consciousness, it felt as if an invisible membrane deep within my mind was being broken through by the water.

Lin Hai's breathing stopped completely at that moment.

Although his internal energy and blood were calm, his consciousness was elevated infinitely in an instant.

What was once a vague perception became incredibly clear and transparent at this moment.

He could even clearly "see" the trajectory of tiny dust particles falling in the air, hear the soft sounds of Lin Wan tidying up the room next door, and hear the rustling of a few crickets crawling among the grass in the corner of the yard.

The previously stagnant data on the panel flickered.

The mental value officially crossed that threshold, settling at 10.2.

In the talent section of the panel, right next to [Iron Bones], two new words slowly appeared: [Synesthesia].

With the awakening of his talent, a new flow of information naturally imprinted itself on Lin Hai's mind.

The first effect of synesthesia is that it expands the range of one's five senses to a radius of 100 meters. Within this radius, no sound of wind, footsteps, or scent can escape its detection.

The second effect is the interconnection of the five senses.

Lin Hai closed his eyes, but the scene in the room did not disappear.

The crackling of the oil lamp burning on the table, the rustling of leaves in the night wind outside the window, the damp, fishy smell emanating from the earth...

All the sounds and smells were automatically sketched and refracted in his mind, transforming into an incredibly clear three-dimensional picture.

Even if it's pitch black, even without seeing with your eyes, as long as there's sound and smell, everything within a hundred meters, from layout to movement, is as clear as if you were seeing it with your own eyes.

"Interconnectedness of the five senses..."

Lin Hai opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

With a slight thought, Lin Hai extended his sensory reach beyond his own courtyard wall, extending it towards the street outside.

Although it was late at night and the streets were deserted, when his senses swept across the old-fashioned tailor shop across the street, he detected an unusual fluctuation.

Hidden on the sloping roof of the tailor shop on the second floor is a person.

Lin Hai closed his eyes and focused his mind, using his synesthesia to sketch out the details of the man bit by bit. He was a man around forty years old, with short hair and even breathing. Beside the man's hand was a long, narrow weapon.

That's a Japanese samurai sword.

"He's a Japanese ronin," Lin Hai thought to himself.

This morning when he went out, he felt like someone was watching him from behind. At first, he thought it was his imagination, but he didn't expect this person to be so patient, lurking on the roof of the opposite building late at night.

Lin Hai knew that the Black Dragon Society had come to his door.

Since the other party dared to conduct surveillance alone, they were definitely a formidable character, and their strength might even have reached the Ming Jin stage. Lin Hai did not act rashly, but instead issued commands to the Earth-Splitting Crocodile Dragon far away in the Chishui River through mental connection.

The distance from the wilderness to the outer city of Yangcheng was not short. But the Earth-Splitting Crocodile Dragon could travel much faster underground than it could by running and weaving across the land.

More than an hour later.

The colossal, ten-foot-long Earth-Splitter Crocodile Dragon had silently come to rest in the soil below the courtyard.

He got out of bed and put on a gray cotton jacket. Then, he opened the drawer of the table, took out the Browning pistol, cocked it with a click, and casually tucked it into the belt at his waist.

Then, Lin Hai took out the pair of black iron knuckle dusters, put them on his left and right hands respectively, and put them into his large pocket.

Before leaving, Lin Hai glanced at the panel. At this moment, the value in the Strength column was fixed at 1700 jin. With the Bone Transformation Mastery combined with the [Iron Bones] talent, his physical strength had far exceeded the limit of ordinary Strength Refinement Realm cultivators.

With everything prepared, Lin Hai pushed open the door and strode into the courtyard.

On the roof of the tailor shop across the street.

Kenjiro Ito was dozing with his eyes closed. After receiving the assassination mission, he followed Lin Hai for a day and figured out the target's daily routine. He originally planned to cut Lin Hai's throat open the next morning when the target was most relaxed after leaving the house.

Just then, a slight sound of a door opening came from the courtyard.

Ito Ken opened his narrow eyes and, through the gaps in the leaves, saw that his target, Lin Hai, had actually walked to the center of the courtyard at this moment.

What surprised him even more was that the kid actually stood with his feet apart, his hands clasped together, and his back to the street, striking a pose resembling a tiger-taming stance.

"Out practicing stances in the middle of the night?" Takeru Ito frowned slightly. There are indeed some martial arts practitioners who are obsessed with their training, but this young man's laxity is truly courting death.

Since the other party had offered themselves up, Ito Ken naturally wouldn't refuse. The sooner he finished the mission, the sooner he could return to the concession and enjoy a pot of hot sake.

Ito Ken slid down the eaves silently, like a light, drifting leaf. His feet touched the bluestone slabs without making a sound. This was a footwork technique in Japanese ninja, specifically used for stealth, called "Falling Leaf," which, combined with his Ming Jin stage cultivation, made him appear almost ghostly.

He slowly drew the katana, the blade leaving its sheath without making a sound.

Ken Ito easily vaulted over the low courtyard wall and landed lightly on the muddy ground. At that moment, he was less than three meters away from Lin Hai. At that distance, with just a simple dash, he could split the head of the unsuspecting young man in front of him in two.

Takeru Ito gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, took a deep breath, and suddenly exerted force with his ankles.

Immediately afterward, he prepared to unleash a thunderous attack.

In that split second, Lin Hai, who had been facing away from him, suddenly turned around without warning.

Their eyes met. Lin Hai's face showed no panic, but rather a mocking sneer.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," Lin Hai said calmly.

Kenichi Ito was terrified. He didn't have time to think about how he had been exposed. At that moment, all he could do was grip the knife with both hands and bring it down hard on Lin Hai's neck!

The blade sliced ​​through the night, emitting a sharp hum.

However, during the forward charge, Ken Ito suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet shaking violently.

The next moment, the soil exploded like a fountain, and a gaping maw covered with serrated fangs burst forth from the ground without warning.

The enormous mouth, carrying a terrifying, pungent stench, bit down on Ken Ito's waist.

"Snap!"

The sound of bones shattering was extremely eerie in the silent night. The terrifying bite force of the Earth-Splitter Crocodile Dragon severed Ken Ito's body at the waist.

The intense pain caused Takeshi Ito's eyes to bulge, and his mouth to snap open as he was about to let out a heart-wrenching scream.

If that scream were to be heard, the entire street would be awakened.