Chapter 85: Wouldn't Feichi Be Scared?
"Mostly," Chi Feichi said. "But during sparring and training, I've come into contact with other martial arts and incorporated a move or two from them. I don't care much about what style I use; adapting to the situation and defeating the opponent is enough."
Kyogoku Makoto nodded understandingly. "So it's combat-oriented. If you don't consider competitions, that's indeed good. When you rushed over at the beginning, did you use Chinese Qinggong? I've seen Chinese Qinggong in movies; it's amazing. It seems when practiced to the extreme, one can fly. I don't quite understand how it's done."
Chi Feichi glanced at Kyogoku Makoto: "That's done with wires."
Kyogoku Makoto: "..."
This answer... seems flawless.
"Actually, it's not as exaggerated as flying," Chi Feichi explained formally. "Do some training with weights, like climbing or jumping. Once you get used to the weights, after removing them, you'll feel your body is much lighter, and your original climbing or jumping performance will be better than before. Of course, there are also some techniques combining force, speed, and center of gravity."
Kyogoku Makoto nodded, then asked curiously, "Is the internal energy (Neigong) in Chinese martial arts real?"
Chi Feichi thought for a moment. "I haven't seen it, but I can't be sure it doesn't exist."
In this world, there was a witch like Koizumi Akako, and someone like him who could understand animals and plants. Who could say for sure if there were other strange powers?
Friendship between men is sometimes very simple.
Fight once, sit down and talk. If they hit it off, the friendship value skyrockets.
The two chatted about fighting techniques for a while, then discussed their previous battle.
Kyogoku Makoto's determination to go abroad became stronger. Before, it was because there were no opponents in the country. Now, he wanted to come back one day and continue sparring with Chi Feichi.
He knew very well that Chi Feichi's physical fitness still had a lot of room for improvement. If he stagnated, in two or three years, when Chi Feichi's fitness caught up, he would definitely lose.
The best way was to go out and challenge various masters, improving himself through actual combat. He believed that in two or three years, he wouldn't lose to Chi Feichi either.
Early the next morning, Conan felt something pressing on his neck in his daze. Opening his eyes, he saw grayish-black snake scales and instantly woke up.
In the room, two futons were placed next to each other.
Feichi rested his head next to Chi Feichi's pillow, while a section of his tail had unknowingly draped over Conan's neck.
Conan came back to his senses, moved Feichi's tail aside, and sat up, still somewhat speechless.
He remembered Feichi was on the table by himself before going to sleep last night.
He heard cats climbed into bed, but didn't expect snakes to do it too.
Feeling his tail being moved, Feichi flicked his tongue, moved his tail into Chi Feichi's blanket, kept his head on the pillow, and stopped moving again.
Conan: "..."
What is it like to see a snake lying in bed like a human?
And lying belly up, looking all human-like...
By the way, snakes sleep with their eyes open. Doesn't Chi Feichi get scared seeing a snake staring straight at him as soon as he opens his eyes...
Glancing at the still-sleeping Chi Feichi, Conan quietly went out to wash up. When he came back, he went to the window sill to check on the goldfish.
Outside the window, it was already bright.
Two paper bowls were placed on the window sill, each with three goldfish swimming inside.
Fortunately, the goldfish were all alive...
As Conan watched, his glasses suddenly reflected a glint in the sunlight, and a darkened smile appeared on his face. He turned to get a marker from his luggage bag, quietly walked to Chi Feichi's side, gently removed the cap, and reached out.
He almost forgot; if there's no opportunity, create one!
As long as he drew a big tabby cat on Chi Feichi's face while he slept and took a photo, then those blackmail videos of his could be...
Chi Feichi opened his eyes and looked quietly at Conan.
Conan: "..."
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A chill instantly shot from his tailbone to his skull!
Chi Feichi glanced at the marker, then at Conan.
Did he really think I sleep soundly?
Usually, he was easily woken by noises. Plus, with all the bruises and soreness, even if he was used to it, he wasn't devoid of pain sensation. He couldn't sleep soundly even if he wanted to.
For physical recovery, he couldn't do morning exercises today. It was a rare opportunity, and he just wanted to lie down a bit longer...
"Brother Chi, you're awake. Morning..." Conan hid the marker behind his back, smiling, still kneeling, slowly inching towards his luggage bag.
"Morning." Chi Feichi didn't dwell on Conan's little action. Withdrawing his gaze, he propped himself up with both hands and sat up.
Conan breathed a sigh of relief, moved to his luggage bag, and secretly hid the marker.
Speaking of which, Feichi sleeps with his eyes open. When waking up groggily, suddenly finding this guy Chi Feichi opening his eyes and staring with that cold gaze—wouldn't he be scared...
"How is your body?"
"It's fine. I iced it last night." Chi Feichi checked his right wrist. It wasn't as swollen as last night. Unless looked at closely, nothing seemed wrong. He pulled up his sleeve to check; there was a large patch of bruising on his arm, looking a bit scary.
"I say, you guys didn't need to be so heavy-handed for a spar, right?" Conan couldn't help but complain maturely upon seeing it, subconsciously recalling the fighting scene last night and the innocent trees that suffered. Simply two non-humans... "Hm?"
"What's wrong?" Chi Feichi was puzzled.
Conan looked at Chi Feichi's arm, then looked up to scrutinize Chi Feichi seriously.
Chi Feichi checked the back of his arm and instantly understood why Conan was staring at him. His face darkened slightly.
Sure enough...
"That patch of reddish-purple on the back of your arm seems to be minor capillary rupture, plus being pressed on while you slept. It doesn't look like a bruise, more like livor mortis," Conan said, amusing himself, and teased with a smile, "By the way, are you still alive?"
Chi Feichi moved his hand and stood up. "Don't worry. Before I die, I'll consider whether to kill you, brat, first."
Conan: "..."
Clearly a joke, but when Chi Feichi says it, why does it inexplicably give a very serious feeling...
After getting up, Chi Feichi walked to the table, picked up the ointment Kyogoku Makoto gave him last night, looked at it, put it down, and went straight out the door.
"Hey..." Conan hurriedly followed him out.
When Chi Feichi reached the first floor, he found Kyogoku Makoto wasn't there. A middle-aged man was guarding the counter. "Hello, was there a delivery package this morning?"
"It's Mr. Chi, right?" The middle-aged man smiled, bent down, took a box, and placed it on the counter. "Your delivery!"
"Do you have scissors?"
"Yes, here!"
Chi Feichi opened the package, took out two bottles, and put one back on the counter. "Please give this to Kyogoku for me. Tell him it can relieve pain and eliminate blood stasis when used externally or as a wet compress."
"Ah?" The middle-aged man was a bit puzzled. "Thank you, I will pass it on to him..."
Conan followed Chi Feichi upstairs again. "You went just to get this? Did you buy it online last night?"
Leaving without a word, he thought Chi Feichi was unhappy seeing the ointment and went out to fight Kyogoku Makoto again.
"Had someone send it from home last night," Chi Feichi entered the room and opened the bottle. A strange smell of alcohol instantly wafted out. "I soaked it for almost half a month... never mind."
Even he didn't know how long this medicinal liquor counted as soaking.
Conan chuckled and sniffed. "Is it alcohol?"
"Traditional Chinese medicine soaked in white liquor (Baijiu)."
"Is it Lao Baigan?"
"Sort of."
Conan was thoughtful. Does Lao Baigan have medicinal effects? But it shouldn't be. I've seen the brewing method; it's just grain alcohol...
"Don't tell Sonoko about Kyogoku yet," Chi Feichi reminded him again.
"I know," Conan snapped back to reality. "Aren't you afraid Haibara already told her?"
"Ai isn't a busybody." Chi Feichi was very sure.
"True." Conan thought about it. Haibara Ai would probably keep the secret consciously and wait to watch the show...
The next moment, the room door opened, and Conan was lifted and placed outside the door.
"Guard the door for me."
After Chi Feichi finished speaking, he closed the door again to apply the medicinal liquor.
Conan: "..."