True Solution of the Sword Dao

Chapter 22: Chapter 18 Park Chapter 22: Chapter 18 Park Ten days flew by quickly.

Ever since Lin Fei gained a portion of the Inner World’s information a few days ago, he had been fully focused on constantly practicing the Basic Sword Technique and Qi Cultivation.

While having a clear understanding of his own strength, and without knowing the power levels of potential foes in the future, the only solution was to cultivate, cultivate, and then cultivate some more.

According to the records, F-tier was equivalent to a fully armed Special Forces soldier, of course not counting hot weapons. Taking his reference standards from military experts he had encountered in his previous life, as well as those like Uncle Wei and Sun Chengbin whom he had met before, Lin Fei more or less confirmed his own power level. Close to F-tier, but not fully there yet.

One should know that professional-level fighters and soldiers trained to kill were not comparable. The physical quality of professional fighters would definitely not be lower than that of Special Forces soldiers, but the combat styles determined their differences. More than ninety percent of the professional-level fighters would not aim to kill in combat.

Thus, if an encounter between the two were to happen, the professional fighter was very likely to die first. Life-and-death fights were often decided in an instant. Hesitation, indecision, and fear could lead to different outcomes.

“However, for a professional-level fighter, advancing to F-tier is quite easy. All one needs to do is change the combat style and get accustomed to the life-and-death fighting mode. After all, their physical quality and responsive nerves lie there,” Lin Fei exhorted slowly, releasing a breath. He opened his eyes.

In the park at dawn, the air was fresh, and the green willow leaves of each tree hung down, swaying gently in the wind. In the plaza, a group of elderly men and women were twisting and turning, practicing their sword dance. The longswords in their hands, adorned with red tassels, swung in unison with their movements, accompanied by the loud music playing from the recorder on the ground.