Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 522: This is a great time for martial arts!
After 3,000 miles of martial arts practice, it is necessary to condense the true meaning of martial arts, "refining essence and transforming qi" with the true meaning, and finally turning it into the incarnation of martial arts for 6,000 miles.
As the master of martial arts, even if Chen Luo does not refine himself, martial arts will continue to give him feedback, but the speed will be slightly slower.
Since he came to the Southern Wilderness, Chen Luo's practice has also been delayed because there are not many opportunities to change back into a human body.
It's been almost three months, and there is no breakthrough!
Fortunately, the human race's martial arts are now prosperous, and the power of martial arts feedback is endless, so that Chen Luo finally stepped out of the four thousand miles and entered the stage of five thousand miles.
Chen Luo returned to Liaozhai's study, instructed Mastiff Lingling to guard the door, and then released the supernatural power of blood transformation and restored the true appearance of the human race. At the moment when Chen Luo regained the true appearance of the human race, one after another colorful aura emerged from Chen Luo, and there seemed to be countless figures who performed martial arts techniques in the mist, and finally all belonged to Chen Luo.
The majestic power surged in Chen Luo's blood vessels, and a trace of burning sensation spread throughout the body along the meridians. During the refining process, Chen Luo sensed that his body was further strengthened. .
Chen Luo was calm, and on the colorful avenue of six thousand miles, it seemed that a red sun was slowly rising.
Above the avenue, the light of martial arts fell on the countless figures walking forward, and the light fell into one after another. Bow down.
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East Cang City, Lunjian Pavilion.
A Taoist disciple was attacking the opposing warrior with the Spiritual Mind Technique. The warrior was hurried to dodge, but one could not dodge, and was finally hit by a thunderbolt. At that time, he hit a rope from his hand, quickly wrapped one corner of the ring, grabbed the other end of the rope, circled around the corner of the ring, and finally fell heavily on the edge of the ring.
The Taoist disciple put away the spell and said with a smile, "Brother Wang, you are defeated again!"
The warrior struggled to get up, forced a smile, and said with difficulty: "I...haven't gotten off the ring, no...not a failure!"
The Daoist disciple frowned slightly, pinching the magic in his hand, and electric lights flickered on his fingers. He said lightly: "Wang Busheng, ah Wang Busheng, although I admire you, I will not be soft-hearted!"
Speaking, the Taoist disciples waved their hands, and a thunder light shot at Wang Busheng. The thunder light turned into a ferocious beast and rushed towards Wang Busheng.
"Come on, come on, savage thunder!" When the people present saw this, they couldn't help but gasp.
Barbaric Thunder Technique is a kind of lightning control technique of Daomen. It is realized by Daomen Tianjiao Beifeng Xiaodao in an action to capture wild beasts in Dongcang City. The power of Leifa.
"It's a pity..." Some people shook their heads and sighed, looking at Wang Busheng's appearance, even if the speed of barbaric thunder art is not as fast as the orthodox thunder control art, but Wang Busheng must not be able to escape.
This thunder technique is enough to make Wang Busheng cultivate at home for three days.
"Wang Busheng's talent is still a bit poor. Even if the basic skills are extremely solid, but he can't master those powerful martial arts, he will still suffer in battles!"
As the first batch of warriors to enter the city, Wang Busheng's name can be regarded as well-known throughout the city. Unlike Ji Zhong, Song Wuji, Adamo and other martial arts geniuses, Wang Busheng has another meaning for Dongcang martial artists.
Wang Busheng is not a martial arts genius, but is barely considered a Chinese 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 the points to ask the brothers and sisters who had comprehended advanced martial arts and wanted to master an advanced martial arts.
You must know that even if he desperately accepts the task, the score is actually not high.
And advanced martial arts, even if it is comprehension, is it a one-time thing?
I don't know where I heard that, in the battle, the understanding of martial arts is the fastest, so he began to frequent the sword pavilion.
Some good people have counted, so far, he has fought 266 official battles in Lunjian Pavilion, and he has lost all of them!
He thinks he just didn't win, as long as he can stand up and challenge again, he won't lose!
Someone persuaded him to find some sure opponents, but he refused. What he wants is those who are similar to his strength, or even higher than him, as his opponents.
Only such an opponent can force his potential.
But the price is, one win!
So, someone gave him the name "Wang Busheng", but over time, no one remembered his real name.
They only know that Lunjiange has Ji Zhong, who has never been defeated; Lunjiange has a king who is invincible and has never been defeated!
But as he fell again and again and stood up again and again, the laughing voices gradually diminished, and the cheering voices increased.
You can knock me down, but you can't beat me!
Countless warriors have seen their shadows in Wang Busheng, and they all hope that Wang Busheng can win a victory.
Unfortunately, the natural moat of strength cannot be compensated by blessings. Even if Wang Busheng has already understood all martial arts, even if Wang Busheng sacrifices his life to try to master it, it is still hard to win.
The incident of Wang Busheng once alarmed Baizhan Hall. After watching Wang Busheng's battle, a great scholar of Baizhan once commented: The aptitude is mediocre, and it is difficult to have inspiration. If the aura doesn't come, it's just the next day.
To this, Wang Busheng's answer is: be prepared to work hard and wait for the coming of aura.
At this time, the barbaric thunder technique had already hit Wang Busheng, and the scorching electric light scorched the hair in front of Wang Busheng's forehead slightly.
"Are you going to lose again?" The surrounding warriors all sighed at the same time.
There are so many people, how many geniuses can there be?
At this moment, they are all invincible.
Some female warriors even closed their eyes and couldn't bear to see Wang Busheng being slammed off the ring.
"Is it still not possible?" Wang Busheng looked at the flashing lightning in front of him and took a deep breath, "Warrior, never admit defeat!"
When he was about to deliver his final blow, he was suddenly shocked. He seemed to see a light!
That ray of light was like a red sun, dispelling the haze in his soul sea. For a while, 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, which lay across his soul sea.
"This is..." Wang Busheng's eyes moved slightly, and as the phantom of the colorful bridge appeared in his mind, a message of martial arts also appeared in his mind.
It's all a long time, but to the outside world it's an instant.
"I understand!" A look of disbelief appeared on Wang Busheng's face, he waited! He waited until the aura came!
At this time, the barbaric thunder technique had already hit Wang Busheng. Under everyone's helpless and worried gaze, Wang Busheng suddenly made a strange gesture. There was a strong suction all over.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, the dazzling barbaric thunder technique disappeared on one of Wang Busheng's hands.
"Sucking Stars Dafa?" The little Taoist priest opposite was shocked.
"No, it's not the magic of absorbing stars!" said the sharp-eyed martial artist, "This is Beiming magic!"
However, Wang Busheng quickly rejected this statement, only to see that the thunder light that was visible to the naked eye quickly turned around in Wang Busheng's body, and then hit it out from Wang Busheng's other hand.
"Wow!"
The barbaric thunder technique that had just disappeared reappeared, but this time it rushed towards the Daoist disciples with a piercing electric sound!
"Follow the way of the other, and the body of the other!" Someone exclaimed!
"The stars are moving! It's the stars!"
At the same time, the Daoist disciples were obviously not well prepared. They re-run the innate purple qi, and once again condensed a thunder technique to hit the attacking barbaric thunder technique. The two thunder techniques collided, and a loud noise erupted. After the light passed , The Taoist disciple was in ragged clothes, half kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath. He tried to get up, but couldn't.
Wang Busheng looked at his opponent, sighed, and overloaded his martial arts, which finally made him unable to support him and fell to the ground.
At this time, Lunjian Pavilion was quiet.
How is this judged?
A moment later, a voice came from the Lunjian Pavilion: "This battle is a draw!"
"It's settled!" Suddenly, there was a huge cheer in Lunjian Pavilion, "Wang Busheng, it's settled! This time it's settled!"
Wang Busheng collapsed on the ring, looking at the ceiling of the Lunjian Pavilion, his face was bitter: "Isn't this a high-level martial arts of 55%?"
"Hey, why is it so hard to win once?"
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Hundred Battles Hall.
Xiang Jixuan stood on the high platform of Baizhan Hall with his hands behind his back, listening to the cheers coming from everywhere in Dongcang City, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
A great scholar with a hundred battles approached Xiang Jixuan and said with joy, "The news came from the Wuyuan Academy that nearly half of the students have made breakthroughs."
Xiang Jixuan shook his head: "He Zhiwu Academy~IndoMTL.com~ You can listen to the voice of Dongcangcheng, and the voices of Daxuan that you can't hear."
"The master of martial arts has made a breakthrough, and the luck of martial arts has risen again!"
The Great Confucian of Hundred Wars nodded: "I really envy this group of warriors, who were born in the same era as the master of martial arts."
Xiang Jixuan nodded: "Yes. When the Holy One was there, how many saints came out. It was those seventy-two disciples and three thousand disciples who laid the foundation of my Confucianism."
"Now, Chen Luo is doing the same thing!"
"Old man, we are witnessing history!"
The Great Confucian of Hundred Wars nodded, and looked up with Xiang Jixuan, where there was a bright red sun, trying to ascend towards Zhongtian.
Amid the cheers, Dongcangwutang's recitation became more firm and high-spirited——
"The red sun is rising, and its path is bright. The river flows, and the ocean flows... The future is like the sea, and the future is long in Japan. Beautiful, my young China, and the sky is not old! Strong my Chinese young, and the country has no boundaries!"