Chapter 565. The Demon Shelter
Whenever Yi Dongmu had free time, he would go to practice with Han Sen because he wanted to master that skill.
Han Sen accepted the money he offered, as not to feel bad by rejecting Yi Dongmu's request. He practiced with him every time he could. The power of the skill surprised him. Even though Han Sen's battle perception far exceeded Yi Dongmu's, it was coming to the point where even he would not be able to dodge the slashing skill.
"It's a shame. You cannot find a skill like this in the Saint Hall, and I wouldn't mind learning it for myself. I'd wager it would feel great to kill things with this skill," Han Sen said to himself.
Accompanying Yi Dongmu in his practice yielded a few benefits of his own, too. He had to apply his focus to sense when Yi Dongmu was going to attack, and this worked to improve his perception even more.
The skill that Yi Dongmu was attempting to master was one that employed speed and stealth. In front of Han Sen, the only advantage he had was speed, but beating Han Sen with speed was next to impossible.
So Han Sen was not particularly worried about Yi Dongmu learning this skill to use against Dollar. Even if he mastered the skill, it would still be impossible for him to beat Han Sen.
If Han Sen hadn't known about this skill, and Yi Dongmu's mastery of it, then he might have stood a chance. But now that Han Sen was familiar with the skill, he doubted the possibility of losing to it.
"Poor Yi Dongmu. It's not like I want to lie to you, but you are the one who approached me for practice." Han Sen was observing Yi Dongmu, who was training and pushing himself as hard as he could, but his face looked strange.
During this time, however, the thought of how to obtain another sacred-blood beast soul sword gnawed at Han Sen's mind. He knew of a few creatures that would be able to provide him a beast soul sword, but they were all too strong for him. The Icefield were too small to host a great many more creatures, so his viable options were limited.