"You're too fast for that."
"Not too fast, either."
"In decades, I've never seen anything as fast as you.
"This is an eight-grade sword technique!"
Lin Cang looked at Zhou Heng in utter shock and couldn't help but have great doubts about his past decades of martial arts training.
Was martial arts really that hard to learn?
This Benevolent Falling Sky Sword himself had practiced for a whole half month before he was able to get started.
But this brat Zhou Heng, in less than an hour, had actually learned it!
And, after learning it, the progress was extremely fast.
It had only been less than two more hours of practice, making Lin Cang feel that he had already reached the fire he had been cultivating for two or three years.
Could it be... that this was genius?
It's unbelievable!
"This, it's probably because I'm pretty good at swordplay." Zhou Heng scratched his head, he didn't know how he should comfort Lin Cang.
After all, an open-minded player like himself wasn't something ordinary people could compare to.
However, when he learned the Penumbra Falling Skies Sword just now, he didn't use the assignable proficiency of eight, but rather, he learned it after actually listening to Lin Cang's explanation and carefully watching Lin Cang perform it.
It was just, a bit faster.
This was due to the fact that he himself had the proficiency to reach the advanced "Broken Sword Style".
The Broken Sword Style was not essentially a sword move, but a sword theory, and Zhou Heng's increased proficiency in the Broken Sword Style was equivalent to his deeper comprehension of the sword theory.
Naturally, it accelerated the speed at which he could learn other sword techniques.
And at the same time, Zhou Heng's comprehension of the "Broken Sword Style" was further deepened as he learned the Falling Sky Sword.
[Eighth Grade�� Dokkaku Ninth Sword Breaking Sword Style: Advanced (2222/3000)
[Eight Item]Running Sky and Setting Sun Sword: Intermediate (1255/2000)
It must be said that the Broken Sword Style was truly a divine technique, a perpetual motion machine of sword proficiency, and no matter what sword technique you newly learned, you could raise the proficiency of the Broken Sword Style.
And when the proficiency of the Broken Sword Style is raised, it will in turn raise the proficiency of other sword arts.
It was really very useful.
Lin Cang, on the other hand, now seemed to be in deep thought, and only after a while did he nod his head with a serious expression, saying, "Maybe it really is me! Delaying you, I'm afraid your achievements would have been even higher if you had been allowed to learn swordsmanship in the first place."
He was treating Zhou Heng as the kind of genius who specialized in swordplay.
The reason why he hadn't noticed it before was because Zhou Heng had previously cultivated swordsmanship and didn't reveal his talent for it.
For a moment, his heart was filled with apologies.
After all, what martial arts an apprentice picked when they first entered the martial arts school was usually suggested by the instructor.
"Don't think so, Master Lin, I didn't know anything about martial arts at that time, and if it wasn't for Master Lin I wouldn't have known what I should learn myself." Zhou Heng smiled, "Moreover, my talent with the sword isn't bad."
".... "Lin Cang was first slightly silent at the words, then smiled, "Indeed it's not bad, it's also rare for you to cultivate a ninth-grade saber technique from nothing to perfection in two years.
"However, I still want to remind you, saber technique and sword technique, you'd better choose only one specialization in the future.
"If you learn them both, even if you're excessively talented, I'm afraid you'll end up in a refractory and imprecise situation, burying your martial dao future ."
"Well, I know." Zhou Heng nodded and agreed.
He knew that Lin Cang was concerned about him, but his heart wasn't any more than planning to actually give up on the blade technique.
Because he knew very well that he was able to practice so fast and learn so quickly not because of any great talent, but because of the opening of an external hangman!
With such a plugin that quantifies one's proficiency, quantifies one's breakthrough progress, and occasionally rewards proficiency in, just one martial skill is simply not enough to practice.
What's more, doesn't a double sword and three swords and three divine skills smell good?
And there's also the fact that this can also confuse your opponent and hide your strength.
Doesn't it smell good when the enemy thinks he is good at swordplay, painstakingly researches schemes and strategies against it, and finally takes out his longsword and kills the four corners of the earth?
Given the existence of various Old Yin Bi and Gou Sheng, the situation of eating everything in one move was definitely unrealistic.
A martial arts practitioner.
You have to leave a few tricks that others don't know about.
Hmm...
Keep using the knife on the surface later.
Slash people smoothly.
.....
A seventeen year old ninth grade martial artist had appeared in the Long Xing Martial School.
The news quickly spread through Huang Tongfu.
After all, Huang Tongfu City wasn't a big place, and there were only a handful of people who had the financial resources and access to buy great tonic elixirs.
And in order to reach the Ninth Grade, just taking medicine wouldn't do, one had to cultivate the Pile Work to perfection as well, so that the replenished qi and blood could be catalyzed into stamina.
On top of that, one had to have a ninth-grade move also cultivated to perfection, which was even more difficult than accumulating stamina.
After all, stamina could also be catalyzed by replenishing qi and blood with elixirs, but this aspect of the moves could only be practiced by oneself, and not by external forces.
In the beginning, the reason why Sun Zhengping was seen as the most promising martial artist to reach the ninth grade before the age of thirty in Huang Tongfu City was because he had trained the Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain to perfection.
Coupled with his rich family background, as long as his stakes were pure, he could catalyze the stamina by taking medicine to replenish his qi and blood, thus truly stepping into the ninth-grade level.
All things considered, those who could reach the ninth grade before the age of thirty were rare when looking at the entire Huang Tong Residence.
A seventeen year old Martial Dao Ninth Grade!
It's astonishing!
It can definitely explode the entire Huang Tong Fu City's "gossip" market, so that the name "Zhou Heng" spread in the streets and alleys of restaurants and teahouses people's talk.
Only half a day has passed, and already a commentary about Zhou Heng is online.
In the afternoon, in a teahouse in the southern part of the city, the storyteller was talking on the stage.
The storyteller was eloquent on the stage, with a lotus flower in his tongue.
The story is about the battle between Zhou Heng and Sun Zhengping, about the two of them fighting for the favor of Wang Qingqing, the best woman in the world, and the darkness of the sun and moon.
The crowd offstage held their tea bowls and listened attentively.
Among these people, there was a young gentleman in a white brocade robe, handsome, with soft features and a figure-eight beard, who was listening with head shaking and relish, her thoughts completely intoxicated with the storyline.
Pah!
Suddenly listening to the beat of the waking wood, this young gentleman was suddenly interrupted from his thoughts and woke up with a startled expression as he looked towards the storyteller on the high platform.
Just listen-.
"...let's just say that this Zhou Heng has outsmarted Sun Zhengping and has finally won Miss Wang Qingqing's favor and will serve as his personal guard. To know what happened afterwards, let's listen to the explanation next time!"
Then this Mr. Storyteller retreated back into the back room at a very fast pace, not giving people a chance to react at all.
After all, breaking chapters is a recipe for a beating.
This is all the storyteller's experience.
Every time "break" he would quickly run away, so as not to be caught by the audience.
The young gentleman was stunned for a long time when he first listened to a storyteller, how could he have ever seen this kind of operation? "How can this be!?!?"
It's hard to sneak out, but why can't you even hear the whole story!
However, she then thought that the main character of this story, Zhou Heng, was from this Huang Tongfu City, and if she wanted to know what happened afterwards, she could just go over and ask the person himself.
"Hey, my uncles and aunts and uncles and aunts and grandparents were right, I'm the smartest!" The young gentleman's eyes lit up and he ran out of the teahouse in a flash, intending to go find Zhou Heng himself.
But as soon as she took two steps, she stopped again, scratching her head and looking around blankly.
She suddenly realized that she didn't know where exactly Zhou Heng was in the Brass Mansion City....