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Assassin's Chronicle

Assassin's Chronicle AC

Author: Hit the Southern Wall

4.14 (246 ratings)

5 Uninvited guest 6yr

Translator: Nyoi_Bo_StudioEditor: Nyoi_Bo_Studio

Anfey drew more than seven hundred lines on the walls of the mansion. His physical capability finally reached its best condition yet. Every line represented one day. There wasn’t a clock on the island, so he could only use this most primitive way to record the passing of time. More than two years had passed, and Anfey had lost patience several times, trying to cross the strait to find someone to talk to and ease his loneliness. But each time, after swimming about ten miles, he gave up and returned to the island. The one who was not able to endure loneliness could not win big! Rather than going out now, it was better to continue waiting, because the outside world was unpredictable!

Anfey's training method was systematic. Since the original owner of his body was too weak and cowardly, the progress was slow. The first step of combat training was improving his eyes and movement. More accurately, it was to control the instinct to blink. When an object flew towards a person's head, ordinary people would involuntarily blink to avoid their eyes being damaged. This was the main difference between ordinary people and people who had undergone training. When boxing, no matter how heavy th

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