Half a year later, a mysterious duo dominated Jiangnan's butcher trade:
Fat master "One-Cut Chen," skinny apprentice "Liu Two-Dog."
One slash—bone and blood never touch, skin and meat part like lovers. Even the pickiest restaurant chefs found no fault.
No one knew they were actually practicing sword forms with butcher knives:
The Nine Han Pig-Slaughtering Forms—every move aimed at vital points.
Jianghu nicknamed them: Jiangnan Twin Killers.
A rival guild challenged them to a blade duel.
Piggy hugged Old Black and laughed: "Sure, loser offers up his pig."
Half an hour later, ten master butchers lay flat, tendons sliced clean.
Two-Dog sheathed his knife and said coolly:
"Now you've seen what a real bone-scraping blade looks like."