Chapter 114: So it was actually an experimental edition! (1/2)

Chapter 114-So it was actually an experimental edition!

Song Shuhang happily opened the last folder, and soon closed it with a look of disappointment.

This set of [Temporary Remote Sword Art] was a failed product from a time where Great Master Tongxun had attempted to lower the rank requirements for arts to remotely control swords.

Later on, the Great Master had altered a bit more, to give disciples the ability to experience remote sword arts earlier.

First, Great Master Tongxuan would put a special formation into a flying sword, thus storing some of his own energy into the flying sword. Then, lower ranked disciples could use a set of activation pa.s.swords, incantations or hand seals to temporarily use and experience the wonder of remote sword arts.

But the amount of spiritual energy stored inside was limited, and this [Temporary Remote Sword Art] could not last for long. So it was then called [Temporary Remote Sword Art Experimental Edition].

This set of remote’s sword art was really too ‘temporary’, and it wouldn’t be useful for Song Shuhang even if he learnt it. He just read it from start to finish once, before closing the folder.

“The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I already promised to treat Yang De, Tubo and the rest of them Ten Fragrances Fish Head tonight. There’s still six or seven hours left. I can get in a few rounds of cultivation in. Time is money. If you don’t work hard during your youth, all you can do when you are old is regret!”

For some reason, when starting this round of training of the [Vajra Foundational Fist Technique], that idiotic uncle’s face kept appearing in front of Song Shuhang’s eyes.

So he struck out with more effort for every fist!

When the final set of punches were over, the amount of Qi and blood generated seemed to be greater?

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Jiangnan No.4 People’s Hospital, a sick ward.

Sima Jiang stood up from the sickbed, and lit a cigarette while gazing out of the window.

“Mr Sima, we’ve brought the man.” The suited man wearing shades outside the door said.

Sima Jiang grit his teeth. “Bring him in.”

The door was opened, and a bunch of muscular men brought the heavily trussed up thief into the ward.

Sima Jiang turned his head coldly glaring at the thief. “Idiot, remember me?”

The thief lifted his head to gaze to look at Sima Jiang, suddenly mischievously laughing. “I remember.”

Before, facing so many guns, his strength had been insufficient and he could only admit defeat. But now….. This small ward and the bodyguards outside couldn’t block him!

To defeat the enemy first capture the king! As long as he could capture the handsome uncle in front of him, he could use him as a hostage to escape.

As for the ropes binding him, how could it actually bind and stop him?

All that could be seen was the thief slightly struggling, and the ropes on him coming off. With a flash of his body, his entire body shot out like an arrow towards Sima Jiang with terrifying speed.

His right hand became a claw, striking towards Sima Jiang’s throat, attempting to capture and make him a hostage.

However, upon seeing the thief escaping his bonds, not a single trace of fear appeared in Sima Jiang’s eyes.

At the door to the ward, that suited man pushed up his gla.s.ses. His right hand lightly pressed a remote control b.u.t.ton.

“Bang! Bang!” Two barely heard blasts sounded out.

The eyes of thief who was in midair widened, and his knee was directly broken, blood flowing continuously.

These were the underhanded preparations Sima Jiang’s underlings had done beforehand. Not only could it stop the thief from escaping, it could prevent any accidents.

“AHHHHHH……” Sounds like those of a pig being slaughtered sounded out, and the thief fell down from the air, rolling on the ground in pain.

Sima Jiang nodded his head to give a signal, and two men who looked like doctors went forward, who calmly gave injections and began to dress the wound.

After a long while.

The thief was silently leaning on the wall, staring blankly into s.p.a.ce. His legs, broken?

It was over. Everything was over!

Without his legs, what was the point of talking about cultivation?

His life, his everything, was completely over.

Sima Jiang extinguished the cigarette flame. “Idiot, not going to continue jumping around already?”