Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The sound of something cutting through the air echoed in the living room, sharper than before.
Lu Chuan brandished the machete in his hand with a fierce momentum, the silver blade casting a cold gleam throughout the room.
As Lu Chuan evolved by consuming Crystal Cores, his body had improved significantly, no longer the stiff and fragile form it once was.
Even though he didn't know any blade techniques and hadn't systematically learned any combat skills.
But with his physical strength not fully enhanced, Lu Chuan just randomly waved the machete based on some simple kung fu segments from memory.
The sharp, relentless knife light made him seem like a top martial arts master.
"Why does it feel like... Dad has become much stronger than before?!"
Ji Ruxue sat on the sofa, watching her zombie father practicing blade techniques not far away, feeling deeply puzzled.
