"Well, when I was watching the others practice before, I actually learned almost everything." Zhou Heng said in a serious manner.
Although there was only 1 assignable Ninth Grade Martial Skill proficiency left, for the current him, learning the Ninth Grade Martial Skill was already easy, this 1 proficiency was a bit of a rib, so he might as well use it up now to further improve the proficiency of the Lone Nine Swords.
After all, what was learned was the strength that truly belonged to him.
"A talent like yours is truly... astounding." Lin Cang couldn't help but sigh, he had never seen someone as talented as Zhou Heng before and said, "Maybe one day I'll really see it on the list of people! You."
"Maybe it's still the top ten." Zhou Heng smiled.
"You kid is getting more and more floaty." Lin Cang laughed and scolded, only taking Zhou Heng as a joke, then said, "Since you've already learned a Ninth Grade Sword Technique, then I'll be next to I'll teach you an eight-grade sword technique, the 'Penetrating Sky Falling Sky Sword'.
"This is 'Falling Sky Flying Sword' Kong Chengshun's best martial art, and also the highest martial art an outer disciple of the Chang Xing Sect can learn, it should be good for you The next contest to be faced is useful."
"Thank you, Master Lin." Zhou Heng thanked heartily.
He knew very well that for Lin Cang, this eight-grade sword technique was not easy to come by.
The Penumbra Falling Sky Sword wasn't among the ranks of martial arts that the Long Xing Martial Arts Center taught for free.
It belonged to the secret tradition of the martial club.
It was a sword technique that Lin Cang was allowed to learn after he had spent seven years training ten Ninth Grade martial artists as a Martial Arts Instructor.
Powerful.
The moves were subtle.
It was definitely superior among the eight-grade sword techniques.
���Under normal circumstances, one would have to pay an extremely high amount of money as tuition to learn this sword technique.
Even in the Changxing Sect, as an outer disciple, one would need a certain amount of merit to learn this sword technique.
Now, Lin Cang was willing to teach it to him unconditionally .
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North District of the city.
Tongchang Martial Hall was considered the middle tier martial hall in this prosperous area, and had been open for over two hundred years, producing many promising martial arts apprentices for the Chang Xing School.
Without a doubt this was the strongest of the three martial arts schools under the jurisdiction of the Chang Xing Sect in Huang Tongfu City.
Therefore, this martial arts school naturally had a much larger "territory" than the Long Xing Martial Arts School.
Although it wasn't as vast as the Wuxiang Martial Arts Center, it was a large martial arts school with a separate courtyard and many special training rooms.
On the east side of the Tongchang Martial Hall, there was a Deliberative Building, the top floor was a place dedicated to the owner's office, called the Deliberative Pavilion.
Huang Jingfu has been over seventy years old, with white hair, but still holding the master of the museum's seat attached to it.
At this time, inside the Deliberative Thinking Pavilion.
Huang Jingfu was sitting on a golden wood chair, sipping a cup of clear tea, taking a look at the old man sitting across from him and smiling euphorically, " Brother Hong, what is this rush and head full of men that you're running over to me for?"
The old man opposite him was named Hong Kang, also in his sixties, and was the owner of the Chang Sheng Martial Hall.
"Old Brother Huang, you wouldn't know it yet." With an anxious expression, Hong Kang said, "That little shabby family in Long Xing actually produced a seventeen year old Nine-Pin!"
"Know." Huang Jingfu smiled faintly, clouding the tea bowl down.
"So, then, why are you still so calm and relaxed, old brother?" Hong Kang was puzzled, his face filled with a puzzled expression, "Seventeen years old, seventeen years old, nine pints, what can we do about this?
"But you know, as long as an apprentice can pass the examination to become an outer disciple, the martial arts school he comes from will be supported by the Chang Xing School, and from now onwards The three years of three thousand taels of silver have arrived each year, totaling nearly ten thousand taels of silver, we can't just lose it!"
"Older brother is worried about the six thousand taels belonging to you, right." Huang Jingfu laughed and said, "Don't worry, we've already agreed, I'm one and you're two, I won't lose you."
"No." Hong Kang even said again, "Have you forgotten, old brother? Seventeen years of age and nine grades, such an age and such a cultivation, he will definitely be positioned as an outer gate within the Changxing Sect.
"And we only have one quota in the Huang Tong House, if we settle on that kid, we won't have a share, I won't get the silver, and your grandson won't be able to make it. The outer disciples of the Changxing School are now ah!"
It turned out that the two had already made a secret contract, and when the tournament was assessed, Hong Kang would have his apprentice intentionally lose to Huang Jingfu's grandson.
In a martial arts tournament, the slightest mistake was a total loss, anyone could make a mistake, and the probability of being discovered in a fake match was extremely low.
In this way, Huang Jingfu's grandson could become an outer disciple of the Chang Xing Sect, and Hong Kang's side would also receive a large sum of silver.
It could be said that it was killing two birds with one stone.
Who would have thought that a Zhou Heng would appear halfway through, and the Long Xing Martial School, which hadn't even been eligible to run for election in previous years, would actually produce a seventeen year old ninepin!
This was disgusting to Hong Kang.
"Older brother don't panic." Huang Jingfu stroked his goatee and smiled, "Hehe, the news of that Zhou Heng of Long Xing, old brother, I've actually already heard about it.
"This brat cultivated the Twelve Path Splitting Mountain Saber Technique to perfection a month ago, and to have such an achievement at the age of seventeen, he is indeed called to be excessively talented, but at that time, his pile strength and stamina were still quite far from the ninth grade.
"Older brother do you think there is any way for him to cultivate pile work to perfection in just less than a month's time, allowing the stamina to penetrate through his body and reach the ninth grade?"
"Take drugs?" After all, Hong Kang is also a Seventh Grade Martial Artist and is very familiar with the process of martial cultivation, and with this thought, he immediately laughed, "I see, Older brother means that this Zhou Heng was pushed to the ninth grade by the power of the medicine?"
"Exactly!" Huang Jingfu smiled confidently, "Zhou Heng must be a ninth grade that the Long Xing Martial School has desperately smashed out with medicinal power, which means he needs to be Accepting Kong Chengshun's test requires a sparring match with an eighth-ranked martial artist who is on the list of people."
"Haha, as long as he can't pass the test, then he's automatically disqualified." Hong Kang was beaming with joy, but he was still a little uneasy, something that involved several thousand taels of silver had to be taken seriously.
So he was a little worried again, "But this is just a test after all, Kong Cheng Shun definitely won't use his full strength, and Zhou Heng doesn't have to defeat the What if he, what if he does pass the test?"
��� "Pass?" Huang Jingfu laughed at the words, stood up and patted Hong Kang's shoulder, smiling, "Older brother just keep your heart in your stomach, he is absolutely not It might pass the test."
At this point, he was going to stop, but probably because he was afraid of Hong Kang worrying blindly again, he said, "It's actually very simple, think about it, old brother Is it an easy task for, Zhou Heng to train a sword technique to perfection at the age of seventeen?"
"Of course not." Hong Kang shook his head, but his mind wondered, "Does it matter?"
"This means that what Zhou Heng is really good at is mostly just saber technique." Huang Jingfu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I've also inquired about the previous battle between him and Sun Zhengping, and it was indeed only the saber technique that excelled."
"Yes, that's right! It's already extremely difficult to train a blade to perfection at the age of seventeen, and he simply doesn't have the energy to learn any other martial arts!" Hong Kang suddenly realized, stroking his palm and smiling, "Older brother means that as long as he restricts the use of the knife during the test, Zhou Heng will definitely fail the test! ! But how is that going to happen? Even Kong Cheng Shun won't listen to us ah."
"I have my own ways to do that, don't worry, old brother." Huang Jingfu sat back down in his golden wood chair, re-cupped his tea bowl, and took a slow, confident sip.
"How many disciples have I trained for the Chang Xing Sect after your old brother plowed through the area for decades? There's a lot of connections. Can't you handle that?
"Zhou Heng who can't use a knife is a loser, don't worry about it, this matter is foolproof, come, come, have tea with me."