Two days later, Zhao Lin found Pan Yue and told him his decision.
"Elder Pan, I want to practice the Wind Control Technique!"
He has finished reading the two martial arts classics, Nei Jing Kao Zhi and Wu Jing Zong Gong. Although he is not proficient, he has a deeper understanding of martial arts.
What makes me stronger than others is strength and speed.
The sense of smell is of little use in actual combat, and hearing can only be used as an aid.
The three different attributes of wind, ice and thunder are infuriating, and the ice attributes of Tianshuang Fist and Sanyin Claw are quite powerful and can be used as the main attack method.
Wind energy has a bonus to speed, which is why Zhao Lin chose it.
In fact, he has always been interested in the thunder attribute. After all, no attribute can match it in terms of attack power.
It's a pity that I can't find a suitable method to make it grow. Even if I learn how to drive it, I can only punch one or two punches with just a little bit of thunder energy in the air sea, and then I can only stare.
In addition, Xingyun Sect does not have a complete inheritance of thunder-related skills, and only has one thunder-dispelling technique, which is unable to exert the true power of thunder-related Qi.
This is because if you want to deduce a skill of a certain attribute, you must have the true energy of that attribute. However, there have been too few people in the Xingyun Sect with the thunder attribute physique in the past generations, and none of them have cultivated to the Yuan realm.
After weighing the balance, Zhao Lin finally chose to practice wind energy to further increase his speed.
Martial arts are ever-changing, but in the final analysis it is strength and speed. Skills, resistance and intelligence are just the icing on the cake.
With only three months left until the martial arts competition, Zhao Lin plans to focus on practicing this martial art.
After hearing Zhao Lin's decision, Pan Yue smiled slightly and said, "I respect your opinion. As I said before, only you know yourself best."
"But there is a question. I have measured your wind energy and it can only last for five breaths at most. Why don't you practice the Wind Gathering Technique first instead of the Wind Control Technique?"
The Wind Gathering Technique is a basic technique, and people with wind attributes can improve their cultivation after practicing it.
The Wind Control Technique can only drive the wind attribute Qi.
Zhao Lin could increase his wind attribute cultivation by drinking medicine, so naturally he didn't want to waste time starting with the Wind Gathering Kung Fu.
However, this reason could not be expressed verbally, so he explained: "Back to the elder, there are only three months left before the martial arts competition. If you practice the Wind Gathering Technique, your cultivation level may not increase much."
"The disciple feels that although he is a little eager for quick success, practicing the Wind Control Technique first can come in handy immediately."
"Just know that you are eager for quick success!"
Pan Yue joked, then nodded, "Wind Control Technique can increase the speed of movement, and the effect is immediate, so it is a good choice."
Zhao Lin saw this and struck while the iron was hot: "This disciple also wants to practice another attack technique."
After absorbing Fengli's soul, his body was further transformed. The meridians and acupoints were quite friendly to the wind energy. Zhao Lin felt that he still had some leftover.
The sect's chief disciple, Xiao Jin, only ranked among the top thirty-two in the last martial arts competition. From this, you can imagine how fierce the competition is, and we must work harder!
Pan Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile, "Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?"
Zhao Lin said frankly: "Disciples will know how to exercise discretion. If the Wind Control Technique is not heated enough, they will never practice other techniques rashly."
Pan Yue pondered for a long time, and finally agreed, "Okay, extraordinary people do extraordinary things. You can enter the first level of blood realm at the age of nineteen, so maybe you shouldn't treat it with common sense."
"The sect doesn't have many wind-attribute skills. We only have Xiaofeng Fist, Sky Splitting Slash, and Wind God Kick. Which one are you going to choose?"
Zhao Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "This disciple has practiced boxing, claw, and leg skills, but he still lacks a palm skill. How about splitting the air and slashing?"
Pan Yue chuckled and said, "There happens to be someone in our Xianyuntang who has practiced this skill. I'll let him demonstrate it and you can make your decision."
He turned to the guard and said, "Go and find Hu Zun."
"yes."
The guard left in a hurry, and after a while, he walked into the courtyard with a middle-aged man with a ruddy face and a simple appearance.
"Hall Master."
The middle-aged man saluted.
"Hu Zun, please demonstrate how to slash through the air."
Pan Yue ordered.
"yes."
Hu Zun responded, stepped back ten steps, and suddenly struck out with a palm without warning.
I saw a flash of green light, and the energy formed a half-moon-shaped sword slash, which was more than three feet long.
Even though they were ten steps apart, they could still feel the strong wind blowing on their faces.
Zhao Lin was stunned and said in confusion: "That's not right! A warrior in the blood realm can't leave his body with his energy. The longest energy is only one foot. How can his energy reach such a distance?"
Pan Yue smiled without answering and looked at Zhao Lin, meaning to let him think for himself.
Zhao Lin frowned and thought, then suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I understand! His strength has not broken through the one-foot limit."
"It's entirely because of the strength of wind, which stirs up the air currents in the air to form wind blades."
Pan Yue laughed loudly, "That's right! This is the advantage of wind energy!"
"Wind energy is difficult to control and changes little, but this air-cleaving slash can expand the attack range."
"Although the attack power is weakened one foot away, the power cannot be underestimated."
Since the Sky Splitting Slash was so powerful, Zhao Lin didn't need to hesitate at all and simply said: "Disciple, just choose the Sky Splitting Slash."
As long as he learns this trick, even if he only has Hu Zunwu's success, he can take his strength to another level.
Pan Yue nodded, "That's it."
Zhao Lin suddenly thought of a question and asked: "Elder, Liu Feiyang of Liyang Sect also has a wind physique, why don't you see him using this technique?"
If Liu Feiyang used this trick in the internal competition, it would definitely be very difficult to deal with him, and even if he could win, it would be a lot of trouble.
Pan Yue put away his smile, "Because this technique was researched by our seniors from the Xingyun Sect, and the Liyang Sect is unwilling to exchange other techniques or resources with us, so naturally it will not be passed on to them for nothing."
Zhao Lin understood that it turned out to be the reason why the sect was so proud of itself.
Seeing that Zhao Lin had made up his mind, Pan Yue continued: "Three months are urgent. If you encounter problems in cultivation, you can discuss it with Hu Zun."
"Yes." Zhao Lin and Hu Zun responded in unison.
Wind Control Technique and Air Splitting Slash are both secret techniques of the Xingyun Sect. Before Pan Yue taught them to Zhao Lin, he specifically asked Lu Chaohuan for instructions and obtained copies of these two techniques to Zhao Lin with the permission of the master.
"Keep it well and never pass it on to others."
"Disciple, don't worry."
Zhao Lin took the two thick books and was slightly surprised. He flipped through them and found that there were only a dozen pages of exercises. The rest were the training notes of predecessors, and there were many blank pages.
Pan Yue smiled and said: "These two techniques have been continuously deduced and perfected by the predecessors. If you have unique experience, you can also record it on it for future generations to learn."
"Of course, it's too early to say this now, but it's best to have it in mind."
Zhao Lin nodded silently, thinking: "Forefathers planted trees, and future generations enjoy the shade. If one day I can create a martial art, my martial arts practice will be in vain."
After returning home, he began to practice the Wind Control Technique.
For people with wind attributes, the Wind Control Technique is not difficult. Zhao Lin encountered no difficulties and basically mastered the method in less than a month.
The effect is indeed much stronger than that of Guihai Jue. There will no longer be a situation where wind energy is difficult to control and is scurrying around.
In the depth of winter, when he could retract and release freely and operate as he wished, Zhao Lin began to practice splitting the air.
…
In front of the Qianye Tower, three men wearing yellow silk embroidered gold robes came from a distance, followed by a group of men in brown robes and short robes.
The hierarchy of Lieyan Sect is very strict, and only the leader and elders are allowed to wear clothes of the same color as the local precious topaz.
The three of them walked into Qianye Tower without saying a word, with serious expressions on their faces.
Not long after, I came to a retreat room.
Just as the leading man was about to raise his hand and knock on the door, a voice came from the room: "The door is not closed, come in."
The majestic man looked at each other and without hesitation, opened the door and walked in.
"Headmaster Ke, Elder Mai, Elder Gu."
Huo Shan sat in front of the window, his whole body in the shadows, and said expressionlessly, as if he had expected them to come.
The majestic man said in a deep voice: "Great Elder, you must be aware of the crisis our sect has been facing recently."
"More than thirty Yuan Realm warriors from Dai Viet and Wu Che gathered at the border and sent envoys three times to put pressure on our Lieyan Sect, saying that the mastermind behind the assassination must be handed over!"
Huo Shan said calmly: "Should you hand me over and this matter will be over?"
Elder Mai suddenly shouted: "Huo Shan, your incompetence has caused the sect to suffer losses. Do you know how much we have to pay to resolve this matter?"
The ancient elder on the side also said: "Six places have been given up for this martial arts competition, and there are countless rare herbs, including the dragon bone tree blood collected in the past ten years, which must be given to others as compensation!"
Huo Shan smiled "haha", "These costs are nothing compared to what I have done!"
Elder Mai's expression suddenly changed, and he was about to scold him, but Master Ke stopped him with his eyes.
"Elder Huo, you are my elder and a hero of the sect. I have always respected you and know that you have made great contributions to the sect."
"But the sect has developed so far that it can no longer use this method."
"You also know that although we have a good record in the martial arts competition, the number of Luanyuan realm warriors is far less than that of Dai Viet, let alone the black chariots."
Huo Shan was silent for a long time and said unwillingly: "I only regret one thing now. I shouldn't have sent Tuza and Enli at the beginning. I should have taken action myself. Even if a war started, I would have to kill these two scourges, Basang and Zhao Lin."
Elder Mai sneered, "That's nonsense. Our Lieyan Sect has countless young talents. Do we need these shameful methods?"
Huo Shan glanced at him contemptuously, "Which disciple of our sect can deal with the assassination of Tuza or Enli alone?"
Elder Mai snorted, "What five people? The news must have leaked out, so that people can be prepared. How can those two young boys possibly deal with five blood realm masters from our Fierce Flame Sect?"
Huo Shan sighed and said nothing more.
Head Ke bent down and saluted, and said in a sincere tone: "Elder Huo, don't worry, you are a hero of the sect, and you will have dignity before and after your life."
Huo Shan bowed and said, "Okay, give me the stuff."
Headmaster Ke winked at his subordinates, who quickly walked up to Huo Shan and handed over a jade bottle.
Huo Shan opened the jade bottle and smelled a mixture of fishy and fragrant smells. He laughed and said, "The master is interested."
The jade bottle contained a mixture of dragon bone tree blood and poison.
Dragon bone tree blood has the effect of stimulating qi and blood. If mixed with highly toxic substances, the blood will seal the throat.
Yuanjing warriors are not all poisonous, but as long as they are not lucky enough to resist, they can be killed in an instant.
Giving death with the precious dragon bone tree blood is also considered a courtesy.
Headmaster Ke bowed his hands and led everyone out of the room.
Huo Shan looked back out the window, put the medicine bottle to his mouth, and drank it in one gulp.
Not long after, Head Ke and others walked into the room again and saw Huo Shan's face was ashen and he was slumped on the bed.
"Please put the Great Elder into the coffin!"
…
Winter and summer are changing, and spring is here again.
Although the weather is still cold, the trees on Xingyun Mountain have sprouted new buds, and the mountains are dotted with green.
sieve!
In the practice room, Zhao Lin struck out with a slash in the air, whipping up a fierce wind.
The air-splitting slash is not a simple wind knife. It is not completely attached to the palm and forearm. When swinging the arm, it drives the airflow and forms a half-moon-shaped knife slash outside the strength.
His skill is not as deep as Hu Zun's, but his sword is more than two feet long, far exceeding the strength of a blood realm warrior.
Zhao Lin had done a test and found that the wind energy in his body could sustain the extremely fast movement for about ten breaths, and he could execute five air-cleaving slashes at the same time.
Although you can't use it as much as you want, once you use it, it will definitely make your opponent unable to guard against it.
"Very good! Good practice."
Yang Lin praised him, clapped his hands twice in a rare moment, then turned to Pan Yue and said, "It's also Elder Pan who teaches well."
Pan Yue said modestly: "Brother Yang, thank you for the award."
"Zhao Lin, come here and let me tell you something."
Yang Lin called Zhao Lin to his side and said: "The mastermind who sent people from the Lieyan Sect to assassinate you last time has been forced to die to apologize, and the spies planted in Dai Viet have also been uprooted. The matter can be finally explained."
Zhao Lin clenched his fists, lowered his head and said, "Thank you sect for taking action."
Yang Lin smiled and waved his hand, "You are from the sect, what can you thank me for? But even though the mastermind is dead, you still have to be careful."
"The fact that they can send someone to assassinate you shows that they are wary of your potential and must not let down their guard."
"yes."
…
Wulun Mountain is located in the north and stretches for thousands of miles.
There is Gutuoling in the mountain, and a green lake is surrounded under the ridge. The water of the lake is pure, like a jade belt.
"Wow..."
A dark-faced strong man was fully immersed in the lake water, with only his head exposed, punching the big rocks at the bottom of the lake.
Every punch caused waves to be tens of feet high, and the force of the punch was like a long white dragon running through the bottom of the lake.
As the strong man continued to punch, the ripples in the center of the lake gradually expanded, and stacks of water ripples rolled and slapped on the lake shore.
"Very good, your Heavy Mountain Fist has broken through to the fifth level and reached the power of the Five Cauldrons!"
A man in green robe stood on the shore and said with a smile.
"Borta, that's all for today."
Upon hearing this, Borta stopped moving and walked step by step from the lake to the shore, revealing a body as strong as a mountain, blocking the dazzling sun and casting a huge shadow on the sandy ground.
"Master, why don't you practice so early today? There's still an hour left!"
The man in green robe smiled and said: "We will set off in two days, so save some energy for the journey."
Borta wiped the water droplets from his face, his eyes full of anticipation, "It's been three years since the martial arts tournament!"
(End of chapter)
