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    Starry Sky Professional Directory 41

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    Chapter 41: Even the Most Proficient Martial Arts (Seeking Recommendations)

    “As expected of the Blood Cage Fighting Arena, it’s quite influential…”

    “I absolutely must take revenge. Twenty thousand Star Coins for detailed enemy intel is a must! Besides that, I should also look into private lessons…”

    Fang Xing closed his eyes, slowly pondering.

    Money wasn’t a significant problem; it would only amount to three hundred thousand Star Coins in total.

    He had previously sold gold on the black market, an act that had even drawn Lance’s attention, so he had the funds.

    Why three hundred thousand Star Coins?

    Because he only planned to buy a single lesson!

    “Information on the Exquisite Emotion Sword is readily available online. Besides, I only need to grasp the intent of the ‘Exquisite Emotion Sword’ once; getting started is enough… After that, I can grind it out myself using the attribute panel!”

    “Strictly speaking, it’s freeloading!”

    “Learning another sword technique primarily serves as a disguise… and being proficient in both sword and blade is pretty cool.”

    Night.

    After putting on a mask, Fang Xing returned to the Blood Cage Fighting Arena.

    Since the last attack, he’d discovered that the arena’s shuttle bus was the safest option.

    “Welcome!”

    Zhang Jia Rui, wearing a small suit with a bright red bow tie at her collar, her hands placed at her lower abdomen, bowed slightly.

    “Hello. I’m here for a transaction…”

    Fang Xing said in a low voice.

    “Alright, please follow me.”

    Zhang Jia Rui led Fang Xing to an office. Upon opening the door, the space inside was surprisingly large, yet only contained a solitary desk.

    “The money has been transferred to the arena’s account.”

    Fang Xing said solemnly.

    “Mm, here’s the intel.” Zhang Jia Rui tapped her fingers in the air, sending a piece of information to Fang Xing’s black market communication device.

    At the top was a highly realistic personal image.

    “Lance Note, 37 years old, a bio-human from Three-Leaf City, graduated from Three-Leaf City High School, then served in the military, awakened his abilities on the battlefield… retired at 34…”

    “Jadeite Level Martial Artist, awakened ability suspected to be ‘communication with small animals,’ can only control small animals; even large dogs are beyond his control… Favored areas: Maple Leaf City black market, Blood Dance Bar…”

    Fang Xing glanced over it, finding the intel remarkably detailed.

    This was quite good; knowing this meant understanding a person’s weaknesses!

    Even in his current state, he was confident he could set up traps to eliminate Lance!

    Of course, this was quite risky, so Fang Xing planned to act only after making thorough preparations.

    “Thank you.”

    He sincerely thanked Zhang Jia Rui; this level of intelligence wasn’t something an average organization could obtain.

    “You are my guest after all… So, about the private instructor?”

    Zhang Jia Rui asked with a smile.

    “Yes, I’ll pay for one lesson first.”

    Fang Xing nodded in agreement, watching Zhang Jia Rui leave.

    Soon, the office door opened again, and a female martial artist entered.

    She was powerfully built, with dark skin. She appeared unremarkable, but a closer look revealed an extreme danger lurking beneath the surface, like a female leopard concealed in the grass, ready to pounce on its prey!

    “My surname is Ping, you can call me Coach Ping… You want to learn the ‘Exquisite Emotion Sword’? How much do you know about this A-class martial art?”

    Coach Ping asked.

    Fang Xing shared his understanding.

    After listening, Coach Ping frowned: “It’s all publicly available information… You have absolutely no foundation. In that case, I recommend ten lessons to consolidate your foundation before advanced training… It’s estimated that around fifty lessons will be needed to reach a basic level…”

    Fang Xing’s face darkened immediately: “That… I haven’t decided to cultivate the ‘Exquisite Emotion Sword’ yet, so I’m planning to buy a trial lesson… Could Coach Ping briefly explain the basics of the ‘Exquisite Emotion Sword’ and demonstrate its intent?”

    One lesson cost one hundred thousand Star Coins; fifty lessons would be five million!

    He’d be crazy to spend that much.

    This purchase of a single lesson aimed to clarify the key points, allowing him to break through the barriers himself.

    Of course, the most crucial aspect was experiencing the intent of the ‘Exquisite Emotion Sword’ once.

    “Very well… The essence of the ‘Exquisite Emotion Sword’ lies in being extreme in emotion, sincere in intent, unifying heart and intent, unifying emotion and body… In your case…”

    Coach Ping looked at Fang Xing, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes, before beginning her explanation.

    This A-class martial art was also profoundly complex. Without guidance from a master, Fang Xing felt he wouldn’t even understand it properly.

    After this private lesson, however, he felt a sense of enlightenment, forced to concede that a penny saved was a penny earned.

    “Alright, finally, I’ll demonstrate the intent of the ‘Exquisite Emotion Sword’…”

    “Cultivating the ‘Exquisite Emotion Sword’ requires you to tap into the deepest and most memorable emotions within your heart… The stronger the emotion, the stronger the simulated intent.”

    Coach Ping reached for her waist.

    Roar!

    With a flash of white light, a sword cry like a dragon’s roar resounded.

    At her waist, a soft sword was coiled.

    The sword light flickered, seeming to carry a powerful emotional impact.

    Fang Xing was slightly dazed; he unconsciously felt a glimmer of moisture in his eyes: “The word ’emotion,’ truly difficult to comprehend…”

    Coach Ping had already sheathed her sword: “Today’s lesson is over. Come again next time, remember to pay the full tuition fee.”

    She was actually a little short of money, which is why she agreed to this private lesson request.

    Showing a glimpse of the intent was bait.

    In her opinion, a mere trial lesson was impossible to master an A-class martial art.

    In the end, he would still have to start from scratch.

    “Thank you, Coach!”

    Fang Xing firmly memorized the feeling he’d just experienced; at least he now had a direction.

    As for paying for numerous lessons?

    That was absolutely out of the question, never in this life.

    While this wasn’t exactly freeloading, having a direction, he could use some minor techniques from the cultivation world and his attribute panel to assist him in potentially mastering it!

    Subsequent lessons would definitely not require payment.

    Leaving the office, Fang Xing checked the time and immediately headed towards the fence and weapons shop.

    “Rarely coming here, I should sell the gold quickly, then buy the coveted ‘Swift Dragon-class Laser Gun’… Finally, taking the arena’s shuttle bus home, killing two birds with one stone!”

    There was a good amount of gold in Qinglinfang City, and Fang Xing brought another batch this time.

    Combined with what he had left, he could barely scrape together two million Star Coins.

    More importantly, there was no need for money laundering; buying the weapon and directly taking it home saved a significant amount.

    “Sure enough, the black market doesn’t want me to take a single Star Coin home… But skipping the money laundering step feels great… I inexplicably feel like I’ve made a profit.”

    Happiness Home Community.

    “Laser gun…”

    In his room, Fang Xing played with the firearm.

    This ‘Swift Dragon-class Laser Gun,’ sourced from the black market, had a silvery metallic sheen and felt substantial in his hand.

    Most importantly… it was effective against people!

    “The laser gun’s speed is close to the speed of light, with destructive power capable of piercing nano-protective suits…”

    Fang Xing practiced several standard aiming stances: “Using it for revenge should be enough; that Lance definitely won’t be able to withstand it…”

    “I don’t have anything to do over there anymore, so I’ll leave this gun here for now and take it over after revenge…”

    Although the weapon shop owner swore that there were no hidden mechanisms in the gun, Fang Xing didn’t believe it at all.

    Without the manufacturer’s backdoor, there might be a backdoor from the black market!

    Therefore, this weapon would never be brought back if taken to another world.

    Fang Xing decided to let it serve its purpose, discarding it in another world after revenge.

    By then, he wouldn’t be completely carefree in Qinglinfang City, but he wouldn’t be overly fearful either.

    At least, besides Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, he could even stealthily kill Qi Condensation Complete cultivators!

    As for whether a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator could withstand it?

    Fang Xing didn’t know, and didn’t want to find out. Because at that point, his own situation might become quite dangerous.

    Several days later.

    Black market.

    Blood Dance Bar.

    ‘Carrion Eater’ Lance stumbled out, a bottle of liquor in his hand.

    Since retiring from the interstellar battlefield, he’d needed strong alcohol, even psychotropic drugs, to soothe his soul.

    Even that memory had become taboo, forcing himself to forget, unwilling to remember.

    He turned into an abandoned alley, skillfully opening a manhole cover and squeezing inside.

    The sewer was narrow, confined, dark… and reeked.

    For some reason, in this environment, Lance felt unusually at ease.

    “Squeak! Squeak!”

    At that moment, two rats suddenly scurried over, emitting squeaking sounds.

    “Glug glug…”

    Lance raised the bottle, taking another large gulp, his steps unsteady, like a completely intoxicated drunkard.

    “Ugh…”

    The next moment, he covered his mouth, as if about to vomit, supporting himself against the nearby wall.

    Suddenly!

    Lance’s legs exploded with power, his entire body launching like a cheetah into the darkness.

    His hands formed claws, tearing through the wind, carrying a terrifying killing intent, an A-class martial art—Crazy Eighteen Strikes’ ‘Mad Eagle Style’!

    ‘Humph… If I were just a drunkard, I would have been eliminated in the black market long ago!’

    A glint of pride flashed in Lance’s eyes. Since the two rats alerted him to a hidden attacker, he intentionally pretended to be a drunken vomiting man to lower the attacker’s guard.

    Now, launching a surprise attack!

    Even during his pounce, his body was already enveloped by a nano-protective suit, providing airtight defense.

    The next moment, he saw the attacker hiding in the darkness.

    Although the other party was wearing a mask, the figure and eyes gave him a familiar feeling, immediately locking onto the target: “The fat sheep that got away that day, daring to assassinate me? Today, I’ll let you know what it means to be a battle-hardened elite who survived the battlefield!”

    The other party was only a Refined Bone Realm, how could they possibly be his opponent, a Jadeite Level, ability-wielding, A-class martial arts user?

    Lance could already imagine the opponent’s death.

    But in mid-air, he suddenly saw the attacker placing his right hand in his pocket, concealed by his clothing, his eyes full of mockery.

    In this instant, the battle-hardened Lance suddenly remembered something, a look of horror appearing on his face: “You’re not playing fair…”

    “Goodbye!”

    Fang Xing pulled the trigger, a white laser flashing.

    The laser instantly hit Lance, melting through the nano-protective suit’s defense, turning the area around his head into nothingness.

    Bang!

    The headless corpse fell to the ground, causing the nearby rats to shriek and flee.

    “No matter how high your martial arts skills are, one shot is all it takes!”

    Fang Xing blew on the laser gun’s barrel, somewhat emotionally: “Revenge is complete, time to go…”
    (End of Chapter)

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