The first is a person's internal power level. The stronger the level of cultivation, the amount of internal power stored, the speed of operation, and the power of moves will become stronger!
The second is the skills practiced by warriors.
The strength of the technique can largely make up for the gap caused by cultivation.
It is also the main reason for the gap in combat power between warriors.
The second is weapons.
The increases that different weapons can bring also vary greatly.
Fourth, it is combat experience.
This is not so much something that can be acquired through cultivation, but rather an innate quality.
And finally, there are some who have poor cultivation talents, or whose meridians are naturally blocked.
These people can achieve the purpose of increasing their strength by practicing horizontal exercises and using external exercises to strengthen their bodies.
These two warriors in the small courtyard of a residential building in the outer city.
One has already begun to break through, as long as he breaks through to the middle-grade Dacheng realm.
He will be more confident that this action will succeed.
Once successful, you will be rewarded by the city lord.
They were all people who originally had poor cultivation talents, and their original upper limit was limited.
After practicing the technique given by the city lord, their cultivation speed increased immediately.
Although this technique will make them more violent, more bloodthirsty, and even have distorted personalities.
But as long as they can become stronger, as long as they can stand out, as long as they can trample under their feet those who once looked down on them and bullied them, they will be satisfied.
And there are no less than a hundred people like them in Emperor Wu's city.
Emperor Wu City is too large, has a complicated personnel structure, and has been established for a short time, which creates a huge problem for them.
That is to pursue talent and strength too much.
Only those with good talents can prosper in Emperor Wu City, while people with poor talents may be worse than a dog in Emperor Wu City.
This is an extremely helpless reality.
And most of the hundreds of people who have been bullied because of this phenomenon have already broken through to the Dacheng Realm!
This is one of the reasons why they follow Shangguan Dao wholeheartedly.
Even the orthodox disciples in Emperor Wu's city probably don't practice as fast as they do.
Moreover, their cultivation base is growing extremely rapidly, and the upper limit is also high. Several people's cultivation base has even reached the middle-grade Dacheng realm.
In terms of the strength of the warriors lining up, Shangguan Dao is fully capable of truly taking charge of Emperor Wu City.
It's a pity that they have never been favored by the elders in Emperor Wu's city.
Even the so-called proud men have always looked down upon them.
Therefore, they have been forbearing and hiding themselves.
These people under Shangguan Dao also couldn't stand those proud men.
They only enjoy the pleasure of knocking these proud men off the altar.
This can give them a different kind of satisfaction.
Seeing that his companion is almost completing the cycle of the Great Zhoutian, once completed, he will be able to become a true mid-level Dacheng realm warrior.
A trace of jealousy and...a trace of imperceptible resentment suddenly appeared in the other man's eyes.
But he quickly said to himself:
I will reach this point, and I will soon enter the middle-grade Dacheng realm. I have to hold back, hold back, hold back!
As he recited silently in his heart, the murderous intent in his eyes gradually dissipated.
And with his eyes closed to rest his mind, the body of the man who was breaking through to the middle-level Dacheng realm trembled slightly.
He had already felt the killing intent, but he didn't say anything, he just silently accelerated the pace of his cultivation.
After about a stick of incense, he successfully broke through to the middle-grade Dacheng state.
He opened his eyes and gave a rare thank you to his companions.
His companion silently closed his eyes again, and after a moment, the bloodlust in his heart rushed into his heart again.
After enduring this for a quarter of an hour, he finally couldn't help but get up.
The man who had just been promoted to the middle-grade Dacheng Realm closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't feel this scene.
This man could no longer suppress the murderous intention in his heart, and he wanted to seek vent.
They all know that this is the sequelae of the practice, but at the same time, this is also the real emotion that is amplified in their hearts.
It is a great evil thought.
Once they are dominated by this emotion, they must release it as soon as possible, otherwise they may become unstable or even become possessed!
So he left this small courtyard and came to the woodshed not far away.
The original owner of this family, a family of twelve, is imprisoned here.
Except for killing a guard here when he first came here.
Everyone else is locked up here. After all, the really strong smell of blood will still rot quickly in this not-so-hot early autumn.
The unpleasant pungent smell of decay is likely to attract the attention of bystanders, who do not want to cause unnecessary trouble.
Therefore they did not kill the remaining twelve.
But at this moment, he could no longer bear the murderous intention in his heart.
After arriving here, his red eyes first saw a burly young man. His image was very similar to the person he dreamed of killing.
So he slowly walked forward and roared:
"Liu Licheng, go to hell!"
At the same time, many people in the inner city were making final preparations.
Among them, the home of Kong Xiaolian, the chief scholar of the cabinet.
All the important members of his faction are here today. They are holding a flower appreciation banquet, and there are three young warriors at the bottom of the seats.
The three of them are the three people whom civil servants pay the most attention to this time.
Among the people selected by the civil servant group, only they are qualified to dine with this group of big men above the third rank in the court.
Of course, even so, they could only sit at the end and listen quietly to the big bosses' conversation.
After appreciating the poems, the bosses finally remembered these three warriors.
So one of them touched his long beard. Instead of wearing a crown, he wore a head of gray hair tied up with a simple wooden hairpin.
When I stood up, my body was a little shaky.
This scene fell in the eyes of the three young warriors, and all three of them felt pity for him.
If you are old and caged, your life will not be long!
And they are like the rising sun.
There is still some time left before their truly most glorious time, let alone their twilight years.
Zhengyang Wubi can be said to be their first bloom.
They had joined the civil service group more than half a year ago.
They became the personal guards of the three ministers.
Of course, those who can be selected by the civil servant group cannot be those warriors from big sects and big families.
Being selected means that their births are not particularly good, but their talents are definitely not bad.
It can be said that they are equivalent to scholars from poor families. To a certain extent, the world of warriors pays more attention to family background. If you have a poor family background, even if you are extremely talented and do not have good martial arts or good masters to guide you, your The upper limit is there.
After these warriors from humble families joined the civil service group, the civil service group used its strong connections, financial resources, heritage, etc. to find suitable martial arts for them.
They even spent a lot of money to find a senior in the world of middle-grade Dacheng realm to guide them.
In the face of huge amounts of money, that senior taught almost everything he had learned in his life.
Therefore, although these three people are only at the low-level Dacheng realm, their own strength is not much worse than those geniuses from top sects and families.
And in their hearts they also have respect for the civil service group, especially Kong Xiaolian.
All three of them called Kong Xiaolian their Yafu.
Kong Xiaolian smiled as he watched the old man with gray beard and hair walk out tremblingly.
He was the teacher, Taifu, and Pan Yanjin of several princes in the dynasty.
Pan Yanjin opened his mouth and said:
"The Zhengyang Martial Arts Competition will be held in three days, since the three young heroes we selected are all present.
It's better to let them compete with my guards and let me and others see their cultivation level, so that we can rest assured. "
Kong Xiaolian glanced at the three young people sitting at the end without leaving any trace, and found that their faces showed dissatisfaction. The young people still couldn't hide their feelings, so he slowly said:
"I don't think this is necessary. The strength of the three young men has been affirmed by the great hero Quan Hu Renquan. Today is a flower appreciation feast for us, but it is also a practice feast for the three of them.
Talking about fighting and killing at such a banquet is really a disgrace to the scene! "
Kong Xiaolian, the head of the civil service, has said this, so the people below should not object again.
But this Pan Yanjin's qualifications are there. He is one generation older than Kong Xiaolian, and he is also a veteran of three dynasties.
He had also drunk some wine before, and coupled with his old age, he felt inexplicable emotion at this time. When he saw the energetic appearance of the three young people, he felt that he had reached the end of his life.
Being drunk, he couldn't help but feel pessimistic and desperate about the future of the Manchu civil servants.
Therefore, he must seize the opportunity of this Zhengyang martial arts competition, and he is also the most die-hard supporter of the bet with His Majesty the Emperor.
He said firmly:
“I want to confirm the strength of these young people with my own eyes.
I don't have much time left, can't you satisfy my wish? "
He first looked around and looked at the big guys. These big guys were all very thick-skinned. They had already developed it. Not only was it thicker than the city wall, it was also much thicker than the wall of his own courtyard. Therefore, each one of them was very thick-skinned. His face does not change color.
And the old man also knew that his words had no effect at all in front of these old foxes.
So his eyes finally fell on the three young heroes.
When the three young men saw the old man looking over, although they felt a little unhappy in their hearts, the character of respecting the elderly and loving the young in this era was engraved in everyone's bones, so the three of them immediately stood up.
After saluting the old man respectfully, he turned to look at Kong Xiaolian and said:
"Sir, we are willing to compete with Mr. Pan's guards.
You adults have treated us well. After practicing for more than half a year, we also want to show our results to you. "
So Kong Xiaolian no longer persisted.
Immediately afterwards, someone moved all the banquet tables to one side, creating a large space.
Generally speaking, this place is big enough for civil servants to hold banquets and watch dancers dance.
However, the three young warriors found that the venue was still a bit small, but they did not speak.
The first is a slender young man. The weapon in his hand is actually a Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which weighs eighty-two kilograms.
This is an imperial-level weapon, with a bright blade flashing with a dazzling cold light.
Pan Yanjin, an old man, asked his guards to come out. He happened to have three guards with Dachengjing's cultivation.
The first person to come out was a middle-aged military commander with a burly build and wearing light armor.
He was originally a military commander on the battlefield, but he had a falling out with his superiors over some matters, and was eventually framed and framed.
After being imprisoned, he was rescued by Pan Yanjin. Because Pan Yanjin and his father were old acquaintances, he joined Pan Yanjin's command and became the leader of the three commanders.
He uses a long stick. This spear is generally used by cavalry and is much heavier than a spear.
A long tree swept across, and a strong wind roared in the place. All the elders suddenly felt that the place was a little crowded.
"Guande, please give me some advice from this commander!" said the slender young man.
"Ji Yangwu!" Pan Yanjin's commander was concise and clear. After announcing his name, he rushed over with his long arms straight.
A stab from a long spear is as heavy as a thousand pieces of stone.
Needless to say, Guande's Qinglong Yanyue Sword is also a heavy weapon, and it can easily deflect this heavy shot.
As soon as they made contact, Ji Yangwu felt uncomfortable.
"Practice horizontally?"
Guande smiled softly, slashed with his knife to force the opponent back, and then replied:
"Before I was favored by you adults, I didn't have any good skills, so I could only practice horizontal training. Now my leg skills, boxing skills, and body skills have all reached the level of Dacheng. Then my senior guarded me and opened up the Ren and Du second meridians. After that, I felt that my horizontal training skills had improved again.
So, my lord, this battle is my first battle after my rebirth, so please go all out! "
Ji Yangwu's face was shocked. The boy in front of him was so terrifying. He had almost reached the peak of Heng Lian Kung Fu. Such a person had opened up the Ren and Du channels, how terrifying it must be.
So he stopped holding back and went all out.
But after only twenty moves, Chang Yang, who was known for his strength and composure, was sent flying. The blade of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was placed across Ji Yangwu's throat. This control really opened Ji Yangwu's eyes again.
Guande relied entirely on force to defeat the enemy. Ji Yangwu did not gain the upper hand even once in the twenty moves, and was suppressed the whole time.
"Concession!" Guan De put away the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and saluted Ji Yangwu.
Ji Yangwu returned the gift, and then directly praised him.
This scene made all the adults sitting here satisfied, because of Guande's character, demeanor, and also because of his strength.
The second young man who appeared was named Xu Cheng. He had an extraordinary background. He was a branch of the Xu family in Guangdong. Because he could not study well, he began to practice martial arts. Unexpectedly, he had a good talent.
But in the Xu family, one's own children would be despised for practicing martial arts. He never got ahead until they decided to participate in the Zhengyang martial arts competition, and he was discovered.
When he appeared on the stage, his depressive aura made all the adults present not very fond of him, but everyone knew something about him. He had been suppressed for more than twenty years, and now he is rising to the top, but the anger and anger that had been suppressed for many years were The madness is clearly felt by all human beings.
If it were on other occasions, this feeling would make them unhappy, and they might even suppress it subconsciously.
But this is not the time, they need this madness.
Xu Cheng used double swords, which were also imperial-level weapons.
His opponent was a martial arts master who took refuge under Pan Yanjin. He lived a stable life for several years, but he also practiced without falling, so his cultivation was profound.
The two of them showed no politeness and rushed to fight each other.
In fact, the main reason was that Xu Cheng didn't give the opponent a chance to speak. He broke out with a rare madness as soon as he came on the court, which shocked his opponent.
The strength of the two of them is about the same. Of course, Xu Cheng is more than two rounds younger than the other, and his talent is of course far beyond that of the other.
But it was supposed to be a back-and-forth competition. In Xu Cheng's almost crazy attack, in less than twenty rounds, the opponent could not stop him.
He really felt that if he lost, he would be chopped down by the opponent's sword, and the speed of the two swords was extremely fast. If he slowed down for a moment, his life might be in danger, so he decisively surrendered.
Fortunately, after Xu Cheng heard the opponent admit defeat, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and then the madness slowly subsided, and he did not continue to attack.
The results of the second competition surprised everyone, but it was also reasonable.
After this competition, the adults decided to place the third competition outdoors, so soon, the huge venue was cleared in the courtyard outside.
The third young man took action, but this competition disappointed all the adults.
Sun Yunshi is a casual cultivator in the world. He is extremely talented. He has cultivated to the level of Dacheng. He speaks well and gives people a rather shrewd feeling.
But this kind of shrewdness is still too immature in front of all the wise men.
As soon as Sun Yunshi came on the field, he rushed to deal with his opponent with twenty moves, but his opponent chose a safe way after seeing the previous two duels.
Originally, the strength of the two was about the same, but after the exchange of more than twenty moves, Sun Yunshi began to become impatient.
He is a person who is good at management and has great talent. He has become a disciple of many casual cultivators in the world and has grown up step by step. For himself, he has always had the illusion that he is the protagonist of the world.
Therefore, Guan De's humility and Xu Cheng's silence both gave him the opportunity to develop himself.
He even became a disciple of the senior who was in the middle level of Dacheng Realm, and he was indeed more inclined to him when teaching.
But he was too shrewd, so Sun Yunshi, who had not defeated the opponent after thirty or forty moves, became a little impatient and accidentally had his weapon knocked out of his hand.
Although they suffered a defeat, Kong Xiaolian and others also recovered Sun Yunshi's mood a lot with just two words.
Kong Xiaolian said with a smile:
"Painting also pays attention to leaving blank space. You have already demonstrated your strength. You can keep the remaining trump cards. When the real martial arts competition comes, you can use them as much as you can. It will help me and others, and it will also help you. Earn your own glorious future!"
The three young men stood up together, saluted Kong Xiaolian, and then saluted Pan Yan, giving the old man enough respect.
