Chapter 9 [One second per day](1/2)
Author: Bijianxingke
The day passed quietly.
After getting the elixir to temper his body, Fan Zui could clearly feel that his body had undergone great changes.
That feeling is beyond words.
Yesterday, after washing away the dirt discharged from his body by Yijin Marrow Cleansing, he has been practicing in the house.
During the day, there is almost no one in this yard.
One maid was poisoned and died, and the other did not dare to come here again.
Fan Xian needs to go out to practice martial arts during the day, guided by Wuzhu sticks, or learn poison with Fei Jie.
As for him, he has now left the army.
There is no one in the courtyard, so it is just used for practicing.
"Sunlight" is a comprehensive martial arts secret book including swords, guns, swords, halberds, fists, feet and palms.
However, absorbing nuclear radiation is really extremely dangerous.
The first style is swordsmanship.
It's called: One second per day.
However, Fan Zui always felt that the name was weird.
Although, this sword technique emphasizes speed, extreme speed.
However, this name made him feel that something was not quite right.
So, he changed its name to: one second.
The key to this move is speed.
Draw the sword, draw the sword, sheath the sword, all in one go.
As for how fast it is, it varies from person to person.
The focus is on training.
So Fan Zui began to practice day and night.
Practice internal skills during the day and sword skills at night.
In the small courtyard, practice sword practice, draw the sword, and put the sword away.
Among nuclear radiation, the first force is called alpha rays.
This letter is pronounced "Alpha".
It is highly poisonous and has no antidote.
If the concentration reaches a certain level, it can be fatal instantly.
Therefore, how long it takes for the enemy to die depends on controlling the concentration immediately.
The scary thing about it is that it is colorless, odorless, and invisible.
Even people who are poisoned can hardly detect it.
Unless there are medical equipment from later generations, it will be absolutely difficult to discover.
After all, normal people have no way of knowing whether they have cancer.
This kind of power is more powerful when attached to the sword technique.
Although it is not blood-sealing, it is still considered poisoning, and it will not be long before death.
Of course, if the concentration is enough, it can kill you instantly.
At night, it finally started to rain.
A violent storm!
The leaves of the banana tree in the courtyard were fluttering, as if they were about to be uprooted.
Fan Zui looked out the window and saw that the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that had just been transplanted had disappeared.
The raindrops hit the roof, making a crisp and sweet sound, continuous and continuous.
It is probably a consensus that many people agree that it is easier to sleep on rainy days.
However, Fan Zui had no time to sleep.
There are only two days left, the day of decisive battle, and he doesn't want to sacrifice his own life.
What Li Ermazi said that day on Shunhua Street was no joke.
He really caters to both men and women.
If he really lost, he shuddered at the thought of that scenario.
Therefore, this stop must be won!
Not only must you win, but you must also win beautifully.
It is best to resolve the battle violently in public.
He wanted to know how much violence value he could gain from this battle.
No matter how windy or rainy he was outside, he remained motionless inside, practicing quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, his ears twitched slightly and he absorbed his energy into his body.
Since being tempered by the medicinal power, his five senses have expanded a lot compared to before.
If it had been before, he would never have heard anyone approaching.
Sure enough, not long after, there was a knock on the door.
"Brother, are you asleep?"
It was Fan Xian's voice.
"No, come in."
Fan Xian pushed the door open and quickly closed it to prevent rainwater from entering the house.
Fan Zui lit the oil lamp, turned around and asked, "It's so late, what do you want from me?"
Although both of them are teenagers and not yet underage, they are extremely mature.
When the two of them were alone together, they didn't have so much to hide.
During the day, when walking around the world, the two of them were somewhat restrained, deliberately hiding their clumsiness.
After all, a person who is not yet a minor may be called a genius if he occasionally does something.
However, if this happens too often, it is no longer as simple as being a genius.
In order to avoid many unnecessary troubles, both of them have hidden clumsiness.
As for writing a book, Fan Zui had considered that it might not be possible to hide it from the eyes and ears of the forensic institute.
However, when the time comes, you can firmly conclude that this is plagiarism from someone else's work.
I believe many people will and are more willing to accept this reason.
"Brother, what do you think about the poisoning of spring flowers?"
Fan Xian asked straight to the point.
Fan Zui glanced at him and said, "It's been two days since this happened. I thought you weren't going to get involved."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Perhaps that person thinks like you and me. He really thinks that we have relaxed our vigilance and is preparing to take action again."
Fan Zui checked the window aside. There was no sign that it had been blown open, and no one was eavesdropping.
This kind of rainy night just hides something.
This is also the reason why Fan Xian came over late at night.
"Who do you think the target is this time?" Fan Zui sat down across the table and asked.
Fan Xian didn't hesitate and blurted out, "I'm probably here for you. No matter how you look at it, it would be easier to kill you."
Fan Zui glanced at him, smiled softly, and said, "You have a clear mind."
Fan Xian touched the back of his head, smiled coolly, and said: "That's right! You may not believe it. In the past two days, for some reason, I suddenly feel that my mind seems to be much clearer and more flexible, and I can think about problems more brightly and clearly than before.
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Fan Zui's mouth twitched slightly, I believe it.
"Whose method do you think this is?"
Fan Xian didn't even hesitate at all. His deduction logic was very smooth, and he said with all his knowledge:
"Qiuyue is the most likely to take action, and the housekeeper is also suspected."
Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon are the names of the two maids.
To be continued...