I practiced to open an external pendant Zhou Meteor Bit 2196 words 2020.03.23 15:47
Actually, the fact that using martial arts to fight against others could increase one's proficiency accordingly was something that Zhou Heng had speculated on earlier.
This was also logical.
But he hadn't thought that it was actually possible to gain proficiency from a warring opponent!
If he's right...
When the proficiency of the Eighteenth Form of Divine Might reaches 1, he should be able to officially learn this martial art!
This meant that if he fought long enough, he would even be able to directly learn the martial art his opponent was performing!
Usually a martial arts school would only teach an apprentice who had not yet entered the class three Ninth Grade Martial Arts, one Internal Strength Piledriver, one Body Technique, and one Martial Art for attacking. Avoid apprentices with so many martial arts skills that it's hard to get into the ninth grade.
Of course, if you want to learn more, you can.
You can only learn on your own by watching others practice martial arts.
However, for an apprentice with experience in the martial arts, unless he was a genius with extremely high qualifications and comprehension, it was extremely difficult to learn the Ninth Grade martial arts on his own.
It was almost impossible to succeed.
It was even possible to cripple oneself if there was no Ninth Grade martial artist around to instruct and explain.
But if you wanted to be taught, you had to spend money.
And it was expensive!
Less is tens of taels, more is hundreds!
It's completely different from a low basic tuition.
It was the rules of the martial arts school.
Now, you can learn new martial arts skills by fighting each other!
That's like making a lot of money!
At the thought of this, Zhou Heng's eyes lit up.
At this time, Lin Cang took a step forward and smiled, "What's the matter, Xiao Zhou, it's just one palm received and it's not working?"
"Why not!" Zhou Heng raised the blade in his palm and laughed loudly, "Master Lin! It's not over yet! Let's continue the battle for three hundred rounds!"
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Buzz!
Clank!
The sound of palm winds colliding with swords and the sound of blades slicing through the air intertwined in the hall of the Long Xing Martial Hall.
Zhou Heng and Lin Cang's figures staggered and flashed, and the battle was fierce.
For a time, it was actually indistinguishable.
People watched with rapt attention.
For the apprentices of the martial arts school, such a battle was a very rare opportunity to learn actual combat.
Yu He looked at Zhou Heng, who hadn't lost a single step in his fight with Lin Cang, and exclaimed in his heart, "I didn't realize he was so strong! up."
"Heng'er is amazing!" Yun Sleeve looked at Zhou Heng's figure with joy and secretly said, "To be able to fight a Ninth Grade martial artist like this with a perfect blade before entering a grade, this is really It's a martial arts wizard now."
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"You are using the martial art "Long Xing Nei Zhuang Piling Technique" [Nine-Pin] to defuse the strength of the attack, proficiency +1."
"You have made a subtle attack using the martial art "Twelve Roads Splitting the Mountain Blade" [Nine-Pin], proficiency +3."
"You have made a thrilling dodge using the martial art "Eight Steps of Flying Grass" [Nine-Pin], proficiency +2."
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"Lin Cang is attacking you using the martial art, "Divine Might Eighteenth Form" [Nine-Prizes], and you successfully parry the Proficiency +0.06."
"Lin Cang is attacking you using the martial art "Divine Might Eighteenth Form" [Nine-Pin], and you made a perfect move against Divine Might Eighteenth Form's proficiency +0.2."
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"Congratulations! After a fierce battle, your proficiency in the Eighteenth Form of God's Might [9] has reached 1, and you have officially learned this martial art!"
"Since you have perfected the Twelve Paths Splitting the Mountain Blade Technique [9 Pins], and have comprehended the palm technique in a similar way, the Eighteenth Form of Divine Might. The proficiency of "[Ninth Item] automatically reaches Intermediate."
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Under Lin Cang's stormy palm attack, Zhou Heng finally learned this formally through constant parrying, parrying, and dodging! A ninth-grade palm technique.
And the proficiency directly reached the middle level.
It wasn't a surprise that many of the lower three grades of martial arts in the lower three grades had the same sword, spear, and fist and foot skills, and the Eighteenth Style of Divine Might It could be completely seen as a blade technique that was performed with a flesh palm.
But Lin Cang, who was fighting Zhou Heng at this time, was getting more and more frightened, he clearly felt that at the beginning, Zhou Heng's palm technique to parry him was still It was barely, but it quickly became proficient and even seemed to be able to predict his move changes at times.
Obviously just an apprentice, he actually didn't fall short in a battle with a Ninth Grade martial artist, and even-.
The more you fight, the stronger you get!
Very long-lasting!
"This brat didn't learn the Eighteenth Form of Divine Might during the course of the engagement, did he?" A very absurd idea suddenly appeared in Lin Cang's heart.
Whirlingly, he dismissed the idea himself.
How was this possible!
Even though the Ninth Grade Martial Art is not a particularly profound martial art, it is not a task for an apprentice who has not yet entered the grade to learn it formally Easy stuff.
A genius who could learn martial arts just by engaging in a fight, he had never seen!
But it was also true that Zhou Heng was getting more and more comfortable dealing with his palm attacks.
What was going on?
Lin Cang was very confused.
"Master Lin, you're distracted!"
Zhou Heng spotted Lin Cang's change in mood and immediately gave a low cry, his blade turning down the side of the opposite palm, bypassing all defenses It's cutting into Lin Cang's face!
"Ooh! Good knife skills!"
"To win!?"
"That's awesome!"
"Holy shit!"
The crowd of onlookers here couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this scene, all of them staring at it with wide eyes, incredulous.
Zhou Heng was actually going to win!
He's only been practicing martial arts for two years and hasn't entered the grade yet, but he's actually better than Master Lin who has been in the grade for over ten years?
Even though Master Lin was inherently at a disadvantage when he only used a pair of fleshy palms to compete with Zhou Heng, who was holding a sword, the physical strength, stamina, and skill of a Ninth Grade martial artist were all All-round crushing of the uninitiated!
Not to mention decades of honed combat skills and martial arts experience!
Zhou Heng can actually win!
Unbelievable!
Buzz!
Just at this moment, a somewhat deep and loud sound suddenly burst open and the air surged violently.
Facing Zhou Heng's slash, Lin Cang brazenly palmed out!
The momentum of this palm was like a divine being descending a mountain, causing the area around him to be enveloped by the palm wind, blocking all of Zhou Heng's before him Scope of action!
Zhou Heng could only feel the boundless palm strength coming in, killing in all directions!
It's inevitable!
I can only parry!
Clank!
Palm strike!
The blade in Zhou Heng's palm trembled, emitting a sad cry!
At the moment Lin Cang's palm strength hit the blade, Zhou Heng only felt a vast and majestic power coming from the tiger's mouth, the knife in his hand immediately It just flew away.
It seemed like the odds were in!
The people around us saw the newfound excitement plummet to a low point.
It was still a loss.
But that was normal, the gap between the uninitiated and the ninth grade was too big.
"Hoo-"
Lin Cang spat out a breath, that palm he had just given his full strength, secretly saying, "This brat is really hard to deal with, how did he deal with the divine Wei The eighteenth style is so familiar, it's like it's already been learned."
But just at this moment-.
Zhou Heng's left hand suddenly lifted, five fingers together into a hand to do a waving knife, with lightning fast momentum, charging forward, in an instant this trick! The hand blade stopped right next to Lin Cang's neck.
Divine Might Eighteenth Form!
A god wielding a sword!
Zhou Heng!
Victory!
Lin Cang looked stunned.
Yu He and a bunch of other martial arts apprentices were even more dumbfounded!
The martial arts hall is silent!
I can smell the needle!
At the same time, Zhou Heng heard a prompt.
"Congratulations! Defeat the evenly matched opponent Lin Cang, Lucky Bag [Silver] +1."
"Lucky Bag [Silver]: which is all-encompassing and has everything in it, you can get surprising rewards after opening it."