Fang Xingjian did not give an immediate reply to Kyle’s words, but consecutively chugged down three big gulps, finishing the fragrant and fresh fish stew in one go. He inspected how his potential points had increased by over 50 points all at once, then wiped his mouth before giving his reply.
He threw a glance at the manual on the table, knowing full well that if he were to take a quick glance through it, he might be able to acquire the first stage of this Killing technique. However, he did not pick it up. Right now, the first stage of a Killing technique was no longer something he needed.
If he still had a few decades left to live, then it would be a good idea for him to get exposed to sword arts from various factions, extending his knowledge and being able to combine them together. However, to the Fang Xingjian, who was only left with four years and three months’ time, the fastest way was to specialize in a particular style of sword arts and climb up to the pinnacle with it.
