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Bladeless Master

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Zing!

Crack!

Even though it was impossible to break into a sweat in the virtual reality, Zen felt as if his body was on fire after practising the art of swinging something in his hand. These dull daggers were hurting Zen’s hand more than the firewood. The grip on their handles made his hand blister, and even though his virtual character looked flawless, Zen could feel the pain they caused after swinging the daggers a hundred times.

As a chef, Zen did not have a chance to find out if he was ambidextrous. He only knew that he was taught to use a knife in his right hand to avoid bumping elbows into other cooks in the kitchen. Sometimes, he woul

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