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Martial King s Retired Life Volume 9 Chapter 150 Stay Away

Author:Lee Taibai Category:urban Update time:2022-09-13 02:59:34

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When did he…! How did he take it without touching me He must have something that is sharp and can move fast to have snatched it from my soft golden belt.

“I took it when you felt you stung me with your fingers and retracted your arm, using my Night Net Celestial Silk.” Ming Feizhen extended five fingers as though he read Mr. Ans mind, revealing the faintly visible threads.

Interlinked Minds!

The name of the concept came from the belief that a Divine Realm martial artist could refine a sense until they could read their targets mind. The caveat was that there was a cap to who they could read. In this case, Mr. An shouldve been immune given how advanced he was.

Mr. An was trusted with the pivotal operation because he was calm and controlled all the variables. Therefore, losing Purple Forbidden Enclosure Dragon Slayer and letting Ming Feizhen read him were blunders that he shouldnt have made.

Mr. An didnt panic for he knew he lost the sword without realising due to his focus on throwing hands with Ming Feizhen instead of himself - not that he had an alternative. He knew better than anyone the consequence of a lapse in concentration against Ming Feizhen.

“Mingming, youre a meanie, stealing my sword and making fun of me.”

Mr. An squirmed with his body, only to receive an indifferent, “What nonsense is that Didnt I get hurt I was bleeding.”

Ming Feizhen had stopped bleeding and bandaged himself to look as good as new. Mr. An, who never removed his interrogative eyes once, started to lose his playful tone.

“Ill be in trouble if I dont take the sword.”

“Thats your problem, isnt it You only have two choices. Walk away with your head down in shame or walk away with your head down in shame after you have a taste. Of course, what I mean youll be tasting is…” Ming Feizhen stared straight at the black mask, sure he was locking eyes with his foe. “You going to show your true skills”

“Huh Haha, true skills No, no, no, I cant. I cant. Its been ages since Ive fought. You get rusty once you quit. Allow me to revise…” A mild - and surprisingly pure breeze - stirred. “Master Ming, you are so young, yet so skilled. One cannot help but respect you. Do you believe martial arts prodigies exist”

“I thought youre a scoundrel only interested in his gains. Where did the desire to discuss martial arts come from”

“Had I not met you, there would be no final answer to the question. Only when someone meets you will it dawn on them what a martial arts prodigy is. Theres another type of prodigy thats completely different to you, though.”

“I know.” The upward curve at Ming Feizhens lips spoke of an obvious craving for a challenge. “Isnt that why Ive been waiting for you”

When the black mist condensed again, it was beside Ming Feizhen. Ming Feizhen was surprised with the Buddhist internal style in the straightforward sword strike.

Ming Feizhen: Y-Yijin Jing

Capitalising on Ming Feizhens distraction, Mr. An sped up as though he had fused with the wind. After a quick three exchanges, Mr. An ceased and grinned. “The sword is mine,” Mr. An missed when he went to grab the sword, “if I could snap the celestial spider thread at your waist.”

Ming Feizhen was fast enough to snatch the sword without Mr. An realising, yet Mr. An had already analysed and copied his technique. Indeed, the ability to mimic a technique seen only once qualifies one as a martial arts prodigy.

Ming Feizhen re-enacted the exchange in his head again and then declared, “Im done,” then walked off. “Ive got the sword, so do as you please.”

Taken aback, Mr. An needed a moment before responding, “Wow, what a surprise… Youre sparing me”

“You know me.” Ming Feizhen halted in his tracks. “Though I dont know who you are, you know me - the past me. I surmise you know every singleme… Im well aware I cant kill you. You move faster without the weight of Purple Forbidden Enclosure Dragon Slayer on you. Meanwhile, Ill struggle to locate you without the bloodlust oozing from this sword, so catching you will be tough. In the same vein, you cant kill me without the sword. Plus, your Broken Sword Eight Layers Light looks authentic but isnt - different to what Ive heard about it, at least. If Im not wrong, that imperfect technique is the only one you can execute, correct”

“Do you think… Ill spare you, though I could expose y-”

“Not having to keep up a farce does make things easier in a way.” Ming Feizhen looked over his shoulder. “Im Ming Feizhen, not Wudangs Huan Xinglai, not Demon Sects Lord San Shen, not Night Fortress master and not any other version of me that you know. I dont have any interest in what youre up to. Just make sure you do one thing: dont annoy me.”

“… A mans gotta eat. Youre costing me a job, Master Ming.”

“Theres a simple solution.” Ming Feizhen resumed walking off. “If you want to live, steer clear of me.”-

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