After practicing martial arts for three thousand miles, you need to condense the true meaning of martial arts, "refining and transforming Qi" with the true meaning, and finally transform it into the incarnation of martial arts of six thousand miles, which is a road leading to the mystery of the human body.
As the master of martial arts, even if Chen Luo doesn't refine it himself, martial arts will continue to give him feedback, but the speed will be slightly slower.
Since arriving in the Southern Wilderness, Chen Luo's practice has been delayed because there are not many opportunities to transform back into a human body.
It’s been almost three months and there’s still no breakthrough!
Fortunately, the martial arts of the human race are now prosperous, and the feedback from the martial arts is endless, allowing Chen Luo to finally step out of the four thousand miles and enter the five thousand miles stage.
Chen Luo returned to the Liaozhai study room and asked the mastiff Lingling to guard the door. Then he released the magical power of blood transformation and restored the original appearance of the human race. At the moment when Chen Luo returned to his true form as a human, streaks of colorful energy emerged from Chen Luo's body. There seemed to be countless figures in the mist performing martial arts, and finally they all fell into Chen Luo's body.
The majestic power surged in Chen Luo's blood vessels, and a hot feeling spread throughout his body along the meridians. During the refining of Qi, Chen Luo felt that his physical body was further strengthened. .
Chen Luokhen calmed down, as if there was a red sun slowly rising on the six thousand miles of colorful avenue, and his martial arts insights turned into rays of light, illuminating the colorful avenue.
On the avenue, the light of martial arts fell on countless figures walking forward. The light fell into the figures. All the figures who were moving forward suddenly stopped and bowed towards the red sun above the avenue. bye.
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Dongcang City, Lunjian Pavilion.
A Taoist disciple was attacking the warrior on the opposite side with his spiritual soul technique. The warrior evaded in a panic, but he couldn't dodge in time. In the end, he was hit by a lightning bolt and his whole body was ejected. Just when he was about to fall off the ring, He pulled out a rope from his hand and quickly wrapped it around a corner of the ring. He pulled the other end of the rope, turned around the corner of the ring, and finally fell heavily on the edge of the ring.
The Taoist disciple put away his magic and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, you have failed again!"
The warrior struggled to get up, forced a smile, and said with difficulty: "I... haven't left the ring yet, no... it doesn't count as a failure!"
The Taoist disciple frowned slightly and squeezed the magic weapon in his hand, and electric light flashed on his fingers. He said calmly: "Wang Busheng, Wang Busheng, although I admire you, I will not be soft-hearted!"
As he spoke, the Taoist disciple waved his hand, and a bolt of lightning shot at Wang Busheng. The lightning turned into a ferocious beast and pounced on Wang Busheng.
"Coming, coming, Barbaric Thunder Technique!" Everyone present couldn't help but gasped when they saw this.
The Savage Thunder Technique is a Taoist thunder control technique. It was learned by Taoist Priest Beifeng Xiaodao during an operation to capture wild beasts in Dongcang City. He sacrificed the agility of the Taoist Thunder Control Technique, but increased the power of thunder. The power.
"What a pity..." Some people shook their heads and sighed. Looking at Wang Bisheng's appearance, even though the speed of the wild thunder technique was not as fast as the orthodox thunder control technique, Wang Bisheng definitely couldn't avoid it.
This method of producing thunder was enough for Wang Busheng to practice at home for three days.
"Wang Bu Sheng's talent is still a bit lacking. Even if his basic skills are very solid, if he can't master those powerful martial arts, he will still suffer in a battle!"
As one of the first batch of warriors to enter Dongcang City, Wang Busheng's name is well-known throughout the city. Unlike martial arts geniuses such as Ji Zhong, Song Wuji, and Adamo, Wang Busheng has another meaning for the warriors of Dongcang.
Wang Busheng is not a martial arts genius, he can barely be regarded as a middle-aged man. But he was unwilling to do so. He desperately took over the tasks of the City Lord's Mansion again and again in exchange for points. Then I used my points to consult those senior brothers and sisters who had mastered advanced martial arts, hoping to master an advanced martial arts.
You know, even if it is a mission that he desperately takes, his points are not actually high.
And advanced martial arts, even if it is understood, is it something that happens overnight?
I don't know where I heard that martial arts is the fastest to be understood in a battle, so he began to frequent the Lunjian Pavilion.
Some good people have counted that he has fought a total of 266 official battles in Lunjian Pavilion so far, and all of them were defeated!
But he thinks that he just didn't win. As long as he can stand up and challenge again, he is not defeated!
Some people advised him to find some sure opponents, but he refused. What he wants is those who are about the same strength as him, or even higher than him, to be his opponents.
Only such an opponent can force out his potential.
But the price is, not winning a game!
So, someone gave him the name "Wang Busheng". As time went by, no one remembered his real name.
They only know that there is Ji Zhong in Lunjiang Pavilion, who has never been defeated; there is a king in Lunjiang Pavilion, Buvi, who has never been defeated!
But as he fell down again and again and stood up again and again, the voices of ridicule gradually became less and less, and the voices of cheering became more and more.
You can knock me down, but you can't defeat me!
Countless warriors saw their own shadow in Wang Bisheng, and they all hoped that Wang Bisheng could win.
But unfortunately, the gap in strength cannot be made up by blessings. Even if Wang Busheng has understood all the martial arts, even if Wang Busheng risked his life to try to master it, victory is still hard to come by.
Wang Busheng's incident once alarmed the Baizhan Hall. After watching Wang Busheng's battle, a Baizhan scholar once commented: mediocre qualifications, it is difficult to have inspiration. If the inspiration doesn't come, it's just a matter of time before you reach the end of the world.
In this regard, Wang Busheng’s answer is: Be prepared to work hard and wait for the inspiration to come.
At this time, the Wild Thunder Technique had already hit Wang Bisheng in front of him, and the hot electric light caused the broken hair in front of Wang Bisheng's forehead to bake and bend slightly.
"Are we going to lose again?" The surrounding warriors couldn't help but sigh at the same time.
Among all living beings, how many geniuses can there be?
At this moment, they are all invincible.
Some female warriors even closed their eyes, unable to bear to see Wang Bi Sheng being hit hard and falling off the ring.
"Isn't it still possible?" Wang Bu Sheng looked at the flashing thunder in front of him and took a deep breath, "A warrior, never admit defeat!"
The mortal energy in his body was circulating, and when he was about to deliver his final blow, his mind suddenly shook, and he seemed to see a ray of light!
That ray of light was like a red sun, dispelling the haze in the sea of his soul. For a moment, Wang Busheng felt that his soul was extremely clear, and the martial arts knowledge he had mastered in the past flashed before his eyes like a picture, and finally condensed into a rainbow, spanning the sea of his soul.
"This is..." Wang Busheng's eyes moved slightly. As the shadow of the colorful bridge appeared in his mind, a piece of martial arts information also appeared in his mind.
All this sounds long, but to the outside world it is just an instant.
"I understand!" A trace of disbelief appeared on Wang Busheng's face. He had been waiting for it! He waited for the spiritual light to arrive!
At this time, the Barbaric Thunder Technique had already hit Wang Bu Sheng's body. Under the helpless and worried gazes of everyone, Wang Bu Sheng suddenly made a strange gesture. The red dust energy quickly traveled through the veins along with the martial arts, and surged out all over his body. A powerful suction.
In front of everyone's eyes, the dazzling wild thunder technique disappeared from one of Wang Bu Sheng's hands.
"Star-absorbing magic?" The little Taoist priest opposite was shocked.
"No, it's not the Star Absorbing Technique!" A sharp-eyed human warrior said, "This is the Beiming Magic Technique!"
But Wang Bu Sheng soon rejected this statement. He saw that the lightning that could be seen with the naked eye quickly turned around in Wang Bu Sheng's body, and then was punched out from Wang Bu Sheng's other hand.
"Wow!"
The wild thunder technique that had just disappeared reappeared, but this time it rushed towards the Taoist disciples with a harsh electric roar!
"Use the other person's way to repay the other person's body!" Someone exclaimed!
"The stars have changed! It's the stars that have changed!"
At the same time, the Taoist disciples were obviously not prepared enough, so they re-activated their innate purple energy, and once again condensed a lightning technique to hit the incoming barbaric thunder technique. The two thunder techniques collided, and a loud noise broke out. After the light passed, the Taoist disciples He was in ragged clothes, half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily. He tried hard to get up, but couldn't.
Wang Bu Sheng looked at his opponent, sighed, and overloaded his martial arts skills, which finally made him unable to hold on and fell to the ground.
At this time, Lunjian Pavilion was quiet.
How to judge this?
A moment later, a voice came from the Lunjian Pavilion: "This battle is a draw!"
"It's a tie!" Suddenly, huge cheers came from the Lunjian Pavilion, "Wang Bu Sheng, it's a tie! It's a tie this time!"
Wang Bu Sheng fell on the ring, looking at the ceiling of Lunjian Pavilion with a bitter look on his face: "Isn't this a 50-50 high-level martial arts?"
"Hey, why is it so difficult to win once?"
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Baizhantang.
Xiang Jixuan stood on the high platform of Baizhan Hall with his hands behind his hands, listening to the cheers coming from everywhere in Dongcang City, with a smile on his lips.
A great scholar from all battles walked up to Xiang Jixuan and said with joy: "There is news from the martial arts academy that nearly half of the students have made breakthroughs."
Xiang Jixuan shook his head: "Not just the Martial Arts Academy, listen to the sounds of Dongcang City, but also the inaudible sounds of Daxuan everywhere."
"The master of martial arts has made a breakthrough, and his martial arts luck has increased again!"
The Hundred Battles scholar nodded: "I really envy these warriors, who were born in the same era as the master of martial arts."
Xiang Jixuan nodded: "Yes. When the Holy Sage was there, many saints came out. It was those seventy-two disciples and three thousand disciples that laid the foundation of my Confucian school."
"Now, Chen Luo is doing the same thing!"
"Old man, we are witnessing history!"
The Great Confucian of Hundred Wars nodded, and he and Xiang Jixuan raised their eyes to look into the distance. There, there was a brilliant red sun, trying to rise towards the middle of the sky.
Amidst the cheers, Dongcang Wutang’s recitation became more determined and high-spirited——
"The red sun rises, and its path shines brightly. The river flows out of the undercurrent, and the vast ocean empties... The future is like the sea, and the future is long. How beautiful is my young China, who is as old as the sky! How strong is my young Chinese, who has no borders with the country!"
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