Chapter 85: Won't Nonchi Be Scared?
"The core is," Chi Feichi said, "but during sparring and training, I've also been exposed to other martial arts and have integrated a technique or two from them. I don't really care what I use; I adapt on the fly. Being able to defeat the opponent is enough."
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Makoto Kyogoku nodded understandingly. "So it's mainly focused on practical combat. If you're not considering competitions, that's indeed good. Then, when you charged over initially, were you using Chinese lightness technique? I've seen Chinese lightness technique in movies; it's very mystical. It seems that when practiced to the extreme, you can fly. I don't quite understand how that's done."
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Chi Feichi glanced at Makoto Kyogoku. "It's done with wires."
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Makoto Kyogoku: "..."
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That answer... seemed correct.
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"Actually, it's not as exaggerated as flying," Chi Feichi gave a formal explanation. "You do some training with weights, like climbing or jumping. When you get used to the weight, after removing the weights, your body will feel much lighter, and your climbing or jumping performance will be better than before. Of course, there are also techniques that combine force, speed, and balance."
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Makoto Kyogoku nodded, then asked curiously, "Then is internal energy in Chinese martial arts real?"
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Chi Feichi thought for a moment. "I haven't seen it, but I can't say for certain it doesn't exist."
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In this world, there was Kaito Kid as a magician (or witch like Akako Koizumi in some versions), and him who could understand animals and plants. No one could be sure if there weren't other strange powers.
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Men's friendships were sometimes simple.
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Have a fight, sit down and talk. If you hit it off, friendship points would soar.
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The two chatted about combat techniques for a while, then talked about their previous fight.
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Makoto Kyogoku's resolve to go abroad strengthened. Previously, it was because he had no opponents in Japan, but now it was because he wanted to return one day and spar with Chi Feichi again.
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He knew very well that Chi Feichi's physical fitness still had significant room for improvement. If he stagnated, in two or three years, once Chi Feichi's physical fitness caught up, he would definitely lose.
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The best solution was to go out and challenge various masters, improving himself through actual combat. He believed that in two or three years, he would similarly not lose to Chi Feichi.
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Early the next morning, Conan, in a hazy state, felt something pressing on his neck. Opening his eyes, he saw grayish-black snake scales and instantly sobered up.
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In the room, the two tatami mats were next to each other.
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Nonchi had draped its head near Chi Feichi's pillow, and a section of its tail had unconsciously draped onto Conan's neck.
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Conan recovered his senses, moved Nonchi's tail aside, and sat up, still feeling a bit speechless.
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He remembered that Nonchi had been on the table before he went to sleep last night.
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He'd heard that cats would climb into bed, but he didn't expect snakes would too.
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Nonchi felt its tail being moved, flicked its tongue, and moved its tail into Chi Feichi's futon. Its head remained on the pillow, and it stopped moving again.
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Conan: "..."
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What kind of experience was it to see a snake lying in bed like a human?
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And even lying on its back, looking quite human-like in bed...
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Speaking of which, snakes were creatures that slept with their eyes open. When Chi Feichi woke up groggily and suddenly saw a snake staring at him with that cold gaze, wouldn't he be scared...?
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He glanced at Chi Feichi, who was still sleeping, quietly got out of bed to wash up, and came back to check on the goldfish by the window.
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Outside the window, it was already bright.
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Two paper bowls were placed by the windowsill, each with three goldfish swimming in them.
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Fortunately, the goldfish were all alive...
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As Conan watched, a ray of light suddenly reflected off his glasses in the sunlight, and a darkened smile appeared on his face. He turned around, went to his travel bag, took out a marker pen, quietly walked over to Chi Feichi, gently removed the cap, and reached out.
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He almost forgot, if there was no opportunity, he would create one!
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As long as he took advantage of Chi Feichi sleeping, drew a big cat face on Chi Feichi's face, and took a picture, then his incriminating videos...
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Chi Feichi opened his eyes and quietly looked at Conan.
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Conan: "..."
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Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
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A chill immediately shot up from his tailbone to the top of his head!
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Chi Feichi glanced at the marker pen, then looked at Conan.
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Did he really think he slept soundly?
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Normally, he was easily woken up by noise while sleeping, and coupled with all the bruises and soreness, even if he was used to it, it wasn't like he had no pain. It was hard to sleep peacefully even if he wanted to.
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For his body to recover, he couldn't do morning exercise today. It was a rare opportunity, he just wanted to lie down a bit longer...
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"Big Brother Chi, you're awake, good mor..." Conan hid the marker pen behind his back, a smile on his face, still kneeling, slowly shifting towards the travel bag.
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"Morning," Chi Feichi didn't dwell on Conan's little action. After withdrawing his gaze, he propped himself up to sit.
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Conan breathed a sigh of relief, moved next to the travel bag, and quietly hid the marker pen.
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Speaking of which, Nonchi slept with its eyes open. When it woke up groggily and suddenly found Chi Feichi opening his eyes and staring at it with that cold look, wouldn't it be scared...?
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"Is your body alright?"
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"It's alright. I iced it last night," Chi Feichi looked at his right wrist. It wasn't as swollen as last night, and unless looked at closely, you couldn't tell. He pulled up his sleeve to look, and his arm had large areas of blue and purple, looking a bit terrifying.
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"I'm telling you guys, you don't need to be so heavy-handed when sparring," Conan couldn't help but complain in an adult-like tone after one glance. He unconsciously remembered the scene of the two fighting last night and the innocent tree that suffered. They were practically two non-humans. "Hmm?"
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"What's wrong?" Chi Feichi was puzzled.
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Conan looked at Chi Feichi's arm, then looked up and carefully scrutinized Chi Feichi.
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Chi Feichi looked at the back of his own arm and immediately understood why Conan was staring at him. His face darkened slightly.
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Just as expected...
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"That patch of reddish-purple on the back of your arm, it looks like capillary rupture wasn't too severe and then you pressed on it while sleeping. It doesn't look like a bruise, more like lividity," Conan said, then amused himself, laughing and teasing. "Speaking of which, are you still alive?"
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Chi Feichi moved his hand, stood up, "Don't worry, before I die, I'll consider whether or not to get rid of you, little kid."
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Conan: "..."
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It was clearly a joke, but coming from Chi Feichi, why did it somehow feel so serious...?
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After getting up, Chi Feichi walked to the table, picked up the medicinal ointment Makoto Kyogoku had given him last night, looked at it, put it down again, and left directly.
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"Hey..." Conan quickly followed him.
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Chi Feichi arrived downstairs and found Makoto Kyogoku wasn't there. A middle-aged man was minding the counter. "Hello, was there a courier package delivered this morning?"
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"Are you Mr. Chi?" The middle-aged man smiled, bent down, and placed a box on the counter. "Your courier package!"
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"Do you have scissors?"
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"Yes, here you go!"
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Chi Feichi opened the courier package, took out two bottles, and placed one of them back on the counter. "Could you please give this to Kyogoku? Tell him to use it for external application or wet compression. It can relieve pain and reduce bruising."
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"Ah?" The middle-aged man was a bit confused. "Thank you, I'll pass it on to him..."
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Conan followed Chi Feichi upstairs again. "You came down just for this? Don't tell me you bought it online last night on the spur of the moment?"
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Leaving without saying a word, he thought Chi Feichi was unhappy seeing the ointment and was going out to pick a fight with Makoto Kyogoku again.
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"I had someone send it from home last night," Chi Feichi said after entering the room. He opened the bottle, and a strange smell of alcohol immediately spread out. "I've been soaking it for almost half a month... Never mind."
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Even he didn't know how long this medicinal wine had been soaking.
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Conan chuckled, then sniffed. "Is it alcohol?"
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"Made from Chinese herbs soaked in white spirit."
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"Lao Bai Gan?"
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"Sort of."
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Conan looked thoughtful. Could Lao Bai Gan have some medicinal effect? But that shouldn't be the case; he had seen the brewing method, it was just liquor brewed from grains...
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"Don't tell Sonoko about Kyogoku's situation yet," Chi Feichi reminded again.
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"I know," Conan replied. "Aren't you afraid Ai Haibara has already told her?"
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"Ai is not someone who meddles," Chi Feichi was quite certain.
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"You're right," Conan thought for a moment. He guessed Ai Haibara would discreetly keep it a secret and wait to see the show unfold...
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The next moment, the room door opened, and Conan was lifted and placed outside the door.
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"Guard the door for me."
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Chi Feichi said this and closed the door again to apply the medicinal wine.
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Conan: "..."
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End of Chapter