Martial Master

"If you have nothing else, you can leave now."

With a wave of his hand, Wang Qiming directly sent the guest away.

However, his perception of Qin Chen had dropped to freezing point.

He had merely won the championship of the Tianxing Academy. Although he had lost back then, he ranked fourth, and the gap between them was not very large.

After days of hard training, his cultivation had made significant progress. If a battle were to occur now, it was uncertain who would win or lose.

Yet he came here pretending to be unfathomable and even giving advice on his cultivation.

Who does he think he is?

"You may not believe me, but I just don't want to see a natural swordsman go astray due to reckless training, ending up with severed meridians and becoming a useless person," Qin Chen said.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't clarify, don't blame me for being rude!"

Wang Qiming pointed at Qin Chen, his eyes cold.

It would be fine if he was merely giving advice; he could ignore it. But now he was even cursing him, which was truly too much.

Facing the blade pointed at him by Wang Qiming, Qin Chen's expression remained unchanged. Looking at the other man's hands, he said lightly, "When you practice recently, do your Shaoyang and Shaoshang acupoints often feel sore and numb, especially during the recent nights at midnight, when they start to ache faintly, just like now?"

His face froze, eyes wide, Wang Qiming showed a look of horror.

"How do you know?"

His hands trembled, incredulous.

"Shaoshang and Shaoyang are located in your fingers. You must believe that your finger pain is due to excessive training of the blade technique, leading to exhaustion. So whenever it hurts, you take pain-relief pills to alleviate the pain. At first, these pills worked, but later they lost their effect. Thus, you apply some external liniment on your fingers daily, but it doesn't help much. Instead, the area you apply it to not only hurts but has also started to feel numb."

"You..."

Wang Qiming stared hard at Qin Chen, his face filled with disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Just as Qin Chen had said, his fingers indeed started to ache faintly recently.

At first, the pain-relief pills were effective, but later on, they lost their efficacy, and he started using some external liniment. Although the pain was somewhat reduced, it had begun to feel numb.

He had never mentioned this to anyone; he never expected Qin Chen to see through it with a single word.

"How did you know?" Wang Qiming found it hard to believe.

"How I know is not important. What matters is if you don't take this seriously, don't even talk about comprehending the blade intent. In the future, your hands will be useless, and you will never be able to wield the battle knife you dream of."

"That is alarmist!" Wang Qiming coldly shouted, "What exactly do you want?"

"Don't you believe it? If you don't, you can press the Huiyin and Tianjing acupoints on your arm and you'll know whether what I said is true."

Wang Qiming furrowed his brows but couldn't help but press them.

"Hiss!"

He gasped, cold sweat instantly breaking out on his forehead, his entire body spasmed, and his face turned pale as he nearly fell to the ground.

"How could it be..."

The pain was so intense that even this iron-blooded man was struggling to bear it, as if his entire arm was not his own.

"The problems have already spread to the Shaoyang Sanjiao meridian. If you don't treat it, it could be dangerous. Forget it, since you don't believe me, I won't say anything more."

Shaking his head, he turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Wang Qiming couldn't help but speak up.

His body trembled, his eyes filled with confusion.

What Qin Chen said was far too accurate. Every word he spoke described the symptoms of his body clearly. At first, he had some doubts, but at this moment, there was no more doubt.

"Have you believed me?" Qin Chen stopped and turned back.

"Please, Young Master Chen, enlighten me. What exactly is wrong with my body?"

The inexplicable pain; could it really be as Qin Chen said, a problem with his body? If so, then what about his pursuits...