As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

Chapter 126 What happened to Mu Qiang? It's normal.

Unlike the previous live-fire demonstration.

Previously, Fang Qian only saw the direct power of Liu Ren's attack.

With Liu Ren's explanation, I understood the essence of the sword-drawing technique.

Therefore, it can be replicated based on one's intuition and experience.

But this time, it's completely different.

Previously, Liu Ren demonstrated strength.

This time, however, he showcased pure skill.

Its power has been significantly reduced.

However, the overall smoothness, completeness, and simplicity of the movements were all exposed to Fang Qian.

She felt as if she were looking at a perfect work of art.

My entire consciousness felt as if it were bathed in holy light—as if it had been sublimated.

"how do you feel?"

After finishing the demonstration, Liu Ren turned and asked.

"..."

Fang Qian opened her mouth wide without realizing it. When she heard the question, she came back to her senses and looked like she hadn't had enough.

She thought for a moment and replied, "It's like a pilgrimage."

Although she never made a pilgrimage.

“Pilgrimage is a bit of an exaggeration.”

“Not an exaggeration at all!” Fang Qian said firmly. “Even my master has never given me this feeling!”

She paused, then blurted out, "Compared to that, it seems that my master's level is just so-so."

Is it appropriate for you to talk about your master behind his back like that?

Liu Ren offered a slight gesture of respect to the elderly Mr. Wan Yi: "Your master's skill in swordsmanship is already very high. There are probably only a handful of people in the entire Nine Emperors who can reach his level."

"But there isn't a single person in the entire Nine Emperors who has reached your level!"

"Well, cough, I can't be compared to them."

That would be too much of a bullying.

After all, the highest one can reach is "perfection". If one can touch the threshold of "transcendental realm" in one's lifetime, one can be considered a master swordsman.

Liu Ren, on the other hand, had already mastered the "Lone Peak Sword Drawing Technique" to a divine level.

This is an ultimate level that "ordinary people" cannot reach.

Even the "technique" itself, once it reaches this level, will undergo a complete sublimation.

There is an ultimate sense of "all things returning to one".

"Alright, let's start practicing," Liu Ren said. "I'll spend the rest of this afternoon guiding you."

“Okay~” Fang Qian agreed, then asked, “But do I really not need to follow your movements? I feel that your movements are already perfect, there is nothing to criticize.”

Although Fang Qian's skill level is not as high as Liu Ren's.

But she had a gut feeling.

Liu Ren has reached a level in "The Lone Peak Sword Drawing Technique" that even its creator, Wan Yi, has not achieved.

There is no room for further improvement.

Such a perfect template is right in front of me.

Wouldn't it be faster to just copy it?

"Even the most perfect move is mine, not yours. Don't limit your vision and talent with things like that, understand?"

"Oh~"

Limitations?

If you can achieve that level, you've basically reached your upper limit.

Will it really limit me?

Fang Qian felt that it was impossible.

But she still obediently started training as Liu Ren had instructed.

I only noted down the "feelings" I had just observed.

Then practice your own "Lone Peak Sword Drawing Technique".

Since there's no need to speed up, Fang Qian's stamina can sustain her training for three or four hours, until evening.

During this period, Liu Ren basically did nothing else but give Fang Qian pointers and Chang Qiming pointers whenever he had a spare moment.

If there's something I need to handle myself, I can usually get it done online by just picking up my phone.

Fang Qian's talent in swordsmanship is truly terrifying.

She encountered far fewer problems than Chang Qiming.

With just a little guidance from Liu Ren from time to time, they can make rapid progress on the right path.

Soon, the afternoon passed.

Fang Qian took the towel Liu Ren handed her and wiped the sweat from her face.

"It's so tiring! I wasn't this tired when I practiced the Lone Peak Sword Technique before," Fang Qian couldn't help but say.

In autumn and winter, she could practice the "Lone Peak Sword Technique" for an entire afternoon without even breaking a sweat.

"Because it's a beginner's skill, and although the sword-drawing technique looks simple overall, it actually requires subtle adjustments, and the exertion of every muscle needs to be adjusted, so it's naturally more tiring than the sword techniques I'm used to practicing," Liu Ren replied.

He glanced at Chang Qiming, who was equally exhausted, and said, "That's it for today's training. You can go back now."

Fang Qian glanced at the sky and invited, "It's already so late, would you like to go out for dinner together?"

"That's strange. I've never seen you invite anyone before," Chang Qiming muttered.

Then Fang Qian glared at him.

Don't they know what kind of people used to be around me?

Although saying this might sound like admiring the strong, but...

I'm sorry, Fang Qian does admire men.

She dislikes people who are less capable than herself.

Most people her age didn't meet her standards.

This can probably be considered the loneliness of a genius, right?

Fang Qian shifted her gaze to Liu Ren.

His eyes were full of anticipation.

Seeing this, Liu Ren paused for a moment, then nodded: "Okay. Perfect, let's call the others too."

"The other guys? Brother Liu, I mean... who are the other guys?" Fang Qian changed her mind halfway through her sentence.

Chang Qiming glanced at her—I think you could just be more direct.

Fang Qian glared back—Nonsense, mind your own business?

“Of course, it’s a few people from our team, um, and my sister,” Liu Ren replied.

Although Liu Mucheng can cook, she has also started working recently.

As a result, I started to become visibly lazier.

Given the chance, I'm too lazy to do it myself.

Of course, there is another very important reason why this has happened—the money in our pockets is increasing.

At first, Liu Mucheng continued to maintain her good habit of being thrifty.

But as month after month went by, the buff of thrift gradually disappeared.

Her spending habits gradually returned to normal.