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"If you think that by not telling me the technique, you can blackmail me, then you are sorely mistaken," Tian Xun's gaze turned icy, leaving no doubt that if Lin Shen dared to say there was no technique, she would subject him to a thousand cuts.
"That person's corpse, you must have seen it many times by now. If there really was such a thing as a technique, could you have missed it?" Lin Shen flipped to the sketch he had drawn of his friend and handed it to Tian Xun, "Though my drawing may not be pleasant to the eye, the details should all be there. Do you think there could be any technique hidden within it?"
Tian Xun took it and looked it over, finding it indeed matched her memory, the details were all correct. With her memory, she should not be mistaken.
However, she couldn't bring herself to believe that just these movements alone could develop the Twenty-Eight Fists; it was illogical.