Chapter: 944
�Learn from scratch.�
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�Focus the flow of your internal qi along the meridians of your remaining arms, instead of both arms. Then execute your martial arts that you used to do with your two arms with only one arm.�
�Is that possible?�
�Are you going to give up if it�s impossible? If you can�t handle that much, then you can live like that for the rest of your life.�
Pyo-wol walked away without any hesitation.
It was not as if he felt something special about Hwangbo Chiseung that would make him want to stay. Pyo-wol just wanted to see if Hwangbo Chiseung could get over his despair.
But it turns out, Hwangbo Chiseung only amounts to that much.�
Spending any more time here would only be a waste of time.
That was then.
Thud!
Something suddenly flew and fell in front of Pyo-wol.
It was the arm that lost its owner.
Hwangbo Chiseung had thrown out his severed arm.
When Pyo-wol turned around, he could see Hwangbo Chiseung kneeling down.
�Help me.�
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�You said that there was a way, didn�t you?�
Hwangbo Chiseung looked at Pyo-wol with fearful eyes. The emptiness that had been in his eyes� a while ago had already disappeared.
He was so desperate that he wanted to grab even a single strand of hope.
Above all, he felt that Pyo-wol was different from ordinary people. It wasn�t just because Pyo-wol remained until the end and looked at him.�
The moment he saw Pyo-wol�s still eyes, Hwangbo Chiseung could instinctively feel it.
He had the eyes of someone who had climbed up from the bottom of despair which was worse than his.
He doesn�t know what despair is worse than his own, but he thought that if Pyo-wol had endured such a hellish time, he would be able to present a new path to himself.
�Why should I help you? What do I gain from it?�
�I will offer my allegiance.�
�I do not need it.�
�Then I�ll give you my life. If you can help me recover my martial arts, even if you take my life, I will accept it.�
Hwangbo Chiseung was sincere.
He realized that he didn�t need pride anymore because he was completely abandoned by the world. What he needed was a strand of hope that could lift him from the bottom of despair. JrNovels.com
�����.�
�Focus the flow of your internal qi along the meridians of your remaining arms, instead of both arms. Then execute your martial arts that you used to do with your two arms with only one arm.�
�Is that possible?�
�Are you going to give up if it�s impossible? If you can�t handle that much, then you can live like that for the rest of your life.�
Pyo-wol walked away without any hesitation.
It was not as if he felt something special about Hwangbo Chiseung that would make him want to stay. Pyo-wol just wanted to see if Hwangbo Chiseung could get over his despair.
But it turns out, Hwangbo Chiseung only amounts to that much.�
Spending any more time here would only be a waste of time.
That was then.
Thud!
Something suddenly flew and fell in front of Pyo-wol.
It was the arm that lost its owner.
Hwangbo Chiseung had thrown out his severed arm.
When Pyo-wol turned around, he could see Hwangbo Chiseung kneeling down.
�Help me.�
������
�You said that there was a way, didn�t you?�
Hwangbo Chiseung looked at Pyo-wol with fearful eyes. The emptiness that had been in his eyes� a while ago had already disappeared.
He was so desperate that he wanted to grab even a single strand of hope.
Above all, he felt that Pyo-wol was different from ordinary people. It wasn�t just because Pyo-wol remained until the end and looked at him.�
The moment he saw Pyo-wol�s still eyes, Hwangbo Chiseung could instinctively feel it.
He had the eyes of someone who had climbed up from the bottom of despair which was worse than his.
He doesn�t know what despair is worse than his own, but he thought that if Pyo-wol had endured such a hellish time, he would be able to present a new path to himself.
�Why should I help you? What do I gain from it?�
�I will offer my allegiance.�
�I do not need it.�
�Then I�ll give you my life. If you can help me recover my martial arts, even if you take my life, I will accept it.�
Hwangbo Chiseung was sincere.
He realized that he didn�t need pride anymore because he was completely abandoned by the world. What he needed was a strand of hope that could lift him from the bottom of despair. JrNovels.com
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