MTL - Sword God-Chapter 2 True Sword 8
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In the middle of the night, the full moon is high and the moon is just empty. Hao Bai moonlight sprinkles the earth, and frost is like snow.
The waves of a small lake are not shocked like a mirror, reflecting the full moon, as if it contains another world, the lake is covered with white moonlight.
Chen Zong was lying by the small lake, with his hands behind his head, bathed in the moonlight, staring at Mingyue in a daze, his mood was chaotic.
It's not easy to pay so much and so little.
But martial arts and hard training are not enough, but also need external support, otherwise they will only hollow themselves out and eventually exhaust themselves. Like Chen Zhigang, he can eat the flesh and blood of a beast, strengthen his body, and take more. Energy pills assist in cultivation. It is said that the children of those large families in Fengwu City can take one energy pills every 30 minutes.
If Adi Xiu is still alive, it is easy for Chen Zong to eat fierce beasts daily. It is not difficult to take an energy pill at intervals, but if not, the fact is the fact that one energy pill is distributed every three months It was Chen Zong's most anticipated time, but today it was destroyed.
Sometimes thinking about it, Chen Zong was at a loss.
The lack of qi and blood is born innate. Unless there is a suitable treasure medicine to improve it in one fell swoop, it will always exist, seriously hindering his hind legs, making Chen Zong's dreams and goals distant.
But treasure medicine is so rare that even the father who once had seven layers of Qi and blood environment can't get it.
Thinking about it, Chen Zong suddenly felt that the moonset tonight seemed particularly bright.
"No ... there seems to be something falling." Trying to widen your eyes to see clearly, only a brighter light than Mingyue quickly fell: "It looks like it's coming to me ..."
"Not good!" At the moment when the light was shot down like a sword, Chen Zong finally reacted, and when he was about to dodge, the light like a sword seemed to know his intention, the speed increased by a hundredfold and shot into Chen Zong through time and space. Eyebrow.
As if being pierced through the head, severe pain such as flash floods hit the whole body, directly coma Chen Zong.
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"Where is this?" Chen Zong looked around blankly, surrounded by a dark void, and then lowered his head but couldn't see his body, but he could feel his existence, which was very strange.
The silky silver light diffused from a distance and attracted Chen Zong to fly away. I didn't know how long it had flown. Chen Zong saw the light source, and a group of silvery lights remained in the center of the dark void. The closer he got, the more shocked Chen Zong was. .
That silver light seems to be composed of countless silver dragons crisscrossing each other, each silver dragon seems to come from nothingness, connecting the heavens and the earth through time and space, containing endless mysteries.
In the center of the light woven by countless silver dragons, a piece of debris is quietly suspended, the shape is the same as the tip of a sword, and the body is silver-white, exuding ancient deep waves.
Constantly approaching, in the end, Chen Zong's consciousness drifted into the brilliance of the silver Canglong weaving, and the moment it came in contact with the blade of the sword, as if something exploded, impacting all directions, making Chen Zong completely unconscious.
Suddenly, the light at the center of the eyebrows flickered, and the charm was shocked, better than the light of the bright moon.
The layers of light spread like water waves, permeating Chen Zong's body, and it seemed that something was being squeezed out of Chen Zong's body.
After mid-month, the sun gradually faded, Chen Zong's streamer returned to the eyebrows, the light was restrained, his fingers consciously moved, his eyelids fluttered and opened, at a loss, then sharp, and the stench penetrated into the nostril, as if dead The rat that had been rotten for several days caused Chen Zong to retaliate.
"How can this happen?" Chen Zong exclaimed, with a layer of thick mud on his hands, his eyes were better than in the past, and the black and red could still be clearly distinguished in the white moonlight, which was the source of the stench.
He quickly took off his clothes and jumped into the lake to scrub vigorously. After scrubbing it ten times, he washed off the black and red mud on his body. Chen Zong was shocked to find that his skin became fair and ruddy, like a baby. In the past, because The paleness and dryness of innate blood and the scars left by excessive martial arts no longer exist.
The whole body is light, as if it can fly up with a single jump. The heart is strong, the blood is strong, and the body is full of power. This feeling has never before made Chen Zong laugh and startled.
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Without sleep all night, Chen Zong was energetic.
"It's great, not only the root cause of congenital lack of blood gas has been eliminated, but there is no longer half weakness, full of blood, even breaking through to the second floor of qi and blood environment with repairs." By the side of the small lake, Chen Zong was full of excitement.
"It is said that some of the old treasures have the function of smashing the veins and washing the bones. Is this what I am?"
"It's more powerful, faster, more responsive, and more flexible. It's almost like a reborn."
While talking, Chen Zong poses in a tiger-style, heart beats, blood surges, and more powerful power flows in the limbs, the space between the eyebrows, the trembling of the sword tip, and the silver dragon flying, making Chen Zong forget everything and focus on boxing.
Punch out!
Tiger Chong!
With one punch, the air seemed to penetrate through, and the wind sounded.
Tiger turn!
Tiger Leap!
Tiger Storm!
With the final punch, the sound of the wind surged.
"Ha ha ha ha, the strength of the second layer of Qi and Blood Really is far better than the first layer." Chen Zong gathered his fists and laughed.
The first realm of martial arts, called Qi and Blood Realm, is divided into nine layers.
Qi and blood level one to three layers, only to strengthen the body to strengthen blood, is the basis, hence the name warrior.
One layer of qi and blood, one arm can have 50 to 100 pounds of strength.
The second layer of qi and blood environment, one arm can have 200 to 300 pounds of strength.
There are three layers of qi and blood, and one arm can have 400 to 500 kilograms of strength.
This is the standard. Some people with stronger natural strength will exceed the standard. For example, Chen Zhigang, who has three peaks of Qi and Blood, has 600 kilograms of strength in one arm.
Before, Chen Zong had less than one hundred pounds of strength in one arm, but now he has more than two hundred pounds and less than three hundred pounds. It is a leap-forward improvement. The breakthrough is not only increased strength, speed, but also the power of boxing surged.
"Practice again!" With a low sigh, Chen Zong put on a tiger-like gesture again.
He used to have congenital lack of blood, he always felt weak, and he would be tired after three or four consecutive exercises. Now, after five exercises, he still has more energy.
Over and over again, it is very brisk, and the extremely clear mind straightens up the understanding of Tiger Boxing. The nuances that were neglected in the past are grasped one by one. On the tenth pass, the figure jumps like a tiger, and boxing falls off like one. A violent wound hurts, a boxing hit, the strong wind broke, as if the tiger was roaring in the distance.
"Tiger roar, tiger force boxing has initially reached Dacheng." Chen Zong was startled. Yesterday, he was still worried when he could practice the tiger force boxing to Dacheng. After a day, he entered Dacheng. It was too fast.
"It must have something to do with last night." Chen Zong secretly said, excited, took a deep breath to calm down, hit the iron while hot, continued to practice, and strive for further improvement.
After another ten times, Chen Zong punched out, and each punch brought a strong wind roar, like a tiger roaring in front of him, with an amazing momentum.
"The peak of Dacheng!" Chen Zong breathed in the air, despite his psychological preparations, still horrified. His blood was raging in his body, and his strength grew, such as the water of the river and the river, which made him tired quickly.
"Huli Boxing has been practiced to a great degree, and the exercise area has reached 50%, which is better than Xiaocheng. The practice effect is more obvious." Chen Zongxin was so happy that he frowned immediately: "The warrior in the Li people only had 29 days to fight, even the tiger When the power boxing method is completed, I ca n’t upgrade Xiu to the third level of Qi and Blood. It ’s difficult to get the first three of the warriors. ”
The war of thugs is held once a year. The top three can go to the Feng Family's Chen Family Clan to practice, learn more advanced martial arts, and enjoy more resources. Each tribe's children are very eager to see it as a leap. Longmen's opportunity, but only the children of the family who are younger than 15 years old can participate. Chen Zong will be 15 years old in three months. This is his only chance.
Cultivation in the clan family, becoming a warrior, becoming strong, and then finding a treasure for Adi to cure and restore cultivation. This is his long-cherished wish and the goal for which he is striving.
"If you can get a better foundation of martial arts than Tiger Boxing, you will be able to practice faster." He said to himself, Chen Zong also knew that it was fantasy, who knows, the blade of the eyebrow space seemed to listen Knowing what he said was normal, and with a slight trembling, a silver Canglong flew out and rushed into Chen Zong's mind.
If he was struck by lightning, Chen Zong trembled as if he had become a statue.
After half an hour, Chen Zong's eyes turned and he woke up. His face was full of unstoppable smiles. I wondered if I had suffered too much before. God has eyes. UU reads www.uukanshu. com now compensates.
In that half an hour, Chen Zong obtained a foundational martial arts study, a foundational martial arts study that far surpassed the tiger force boxing method—the eight true swords.
"Eight swords, with one body in one step, you can exercise 60% of your body at the beginning. You can exercise 70% of your body, 80% of your success, and 10% of your success." Nearly dreaming, Chen Zong has some Alas.
Just now he was still worried that the practice speed of Tiger Force Boxing was too slow, and he did not expect to send him a foundation weapon science that was far superior to Tiger Force Boxing, or a rare weapon-based weapon science.
"Is there any request?" Chen Zong wondered, "give me two energy pills."
Without movement, was it too much, or it was changed into a grain, or there was no movement, Chen Zong had to give up, and turned his attention to the eight real swords.
To practice the Eight Swords of the True Sword, we must first have a sword.
"In order to reach the first level of blood and blood, the children of the family can go to the weapon room to receive a weapon for free. This opportunity is just the right opportunity." Chen Zong secretly stepped forward and walked towards the family weapon room. He continued to think about the truth along the way. Eight swords.
There are eight types of true swords, which are eight strokes in total, in order of increasing order, followed by Fujian, Draw, Sword, Ring, Slash, Sword, and Sword.
There are five forms of standing, ambush, elastic, twist, and spin.
There are six types of footwork: punch, slip, point, move, jump, and turn.
The eight styles can be used continuously or independently. Each style must be matched with the corresponding body and footwork to maximize its power.
How to cultivate, each type of movement and change are clearly presented in my mind, like a brand.
"If you just start, you need to combine the three steps of the sword, which is very difficult."
"But once you get started, it is quite powerful and may be enough to beat Xiaocheng's Tiger Boxing."
For a time, Chen Zong was full of fighting spirit.
