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Wuxia: Drinking with Spring Breeze

Yang Ge had never been the greatest in the world. But later, everyone in the realm of martial artists said he was the greatest in the world… PS1: This is a story about friendship, ideals, and reconciliation. PS2: The second place in the world is also good PS3: People strive for fame and fortune, struggling for a lifetime, and finally realize that it's just a bubble

Little Building Listens to Wind and Clouds · Oriental
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417 Chs

Chapter 45: The Clown is Actually Me?

By the twelfth lunar month, the weather had become increasingly cold.

Moreover, as the year-end approached, nearly all businesses were about to close.

In Luting County, the streets saw visibly fewer merchants and travelers, and the business at Yuelai Inn had also dwindled significantly. Other than some regular customers who occasionally came to support the business, there were hardly any travelers stopping by for lodging.

One day at noon, after Yang Ge had sent off the only table of diners, he became completely idle.

As usual, he pulled out a piece of rough paper and a small piece of charcoal from under the counter and carefully wrote down the mental method of the "Eighteen Frost Blades".

Speaking of which, the three martial arts techniques he had learned were all passed down by the Five Ghosts of Yan Yun, but each focused on different aspects.

Chaotic Wind Leg emphasized build-up and vigorous, expansive movements.