Legend of the Swordking Chapter 61: Introduction to Storm Sting
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At night, the small courtyard of the Sharpen Office was shining with stars.
"Boom..."
Someone knocked on the door, it was the voice of the instructor Rand: "Bu Yixuan, I have received the items."
Open the door, besides Rand, there are two teaching assistants. They are holding thick school uniforms and some daily necessities.
Land said with a smile: "You can check, there are five sets of school uniforms, five pairs of training shoes, leather boots, in addition to a set of teaching books for the Rising Academy, four kilograms of blood coral and one 80-year blood ginseng. The first batch of training materials given to you will be available in the future."
I was surprised: "So many?"
"Yes, this is the standard for the second class of Rising Academy."
"Okay, thank you Teacher Rand."
"Then I won't bother you to rest. This is our class schedule. Tomorrow your first class will be an outdoor class. Remember to go to class on time, understand?"
"Got it."
After Rand left, I put the heavy things in the cabin and unfolded a set of school uniforms, which were roughly the same as my original school uniforms for alternate students, except that the gold-red word "rise" was put on my chest. I finally bid farewell to the candidate's identity, and he relied on his fist to punch this identity out!
I am very pleased, continue to practice kung fu, practice fighting skills.
Until late at night, the battle technique did not break through the small realm, but after the operation again and again, the skill has become a lot more mellow. This is impossible. There are many people who cannot break through a certain bottleneck for months or even years. , And the more difficult it is to break through the more you practice, the more difficult it is to break through. I have already felt that, not to mention that my previous battle was only to the second level of the fourth level, and now it has surpassed the previous cultivation base. The knowledge of the realm behind the battle is also zero, which is tantamount to moving forward in groping.
As for the fathers, the father’s fighting technique was only cultivated to the third level, and the second uncle’s step was just perfect for the second level. If it were not for the decline of generations, it would not have been famous and prosperous. Home will be reduced to the point where no one cares about it today.
However, in this generation, my fighting technique has made a big breakthrough, and my cousin Bu Xuanyin is even ranked among the Dragon Spirit Continent's martial arts list. The rise of Bu's family is already something that cannot be stopped.
Take a shower and go to bed!
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The next day, I woke up naturally and looked at the time. It was just seven o'clock.
Wash up, put on a new rising school uniform, and have a meal in the cafeteria.
It is gratifying that the student card of the Rising Institute can buy breakfast for up to three people, so that I was half full for the first time and I was very moved.
According to the schedule, arrive at the 17th training ground before 8 o'clock.
There were more than 30 men and women on the training ground, all of them were students in the second class of the Rising Academy. Four MMs including Su Yan and Tantai Yao were among them. They greeted me from a distance.
"Tsk tusk..." Tan Taiyao looked at my school uniform, looked and looked again, and said, "Sure enough, people rely on clothes. Master Fu looks much more handsome in this set of Rising Academy uniforms. So salted fish!"
I touched my nose: "Isn't it okay not to have salted fish?"
Su Yan Gege smiled and stood with Tang Queran without speaking.
Liu Tong'er held the giant sword in her hand, blinked at me, and said nothing.
At this moment, a figure walked slowly. It was Rand, our quasi-spiritual mentor, the mentor of the second class of the Rising Academy, followed by four teaching assistants, who were his subordinates.
"Okay, ready to go to class!"
Rand's eyes were dignified, his toe hooked a training sword in his hand, and said: "Today’s outdoor course is the advanced level of the wind stab. As one of the general spirit martial arts of the All Souls Academy, the speciality of the swift stab is It is swift and swift, with a strong ability to break defenses, using the high-speed rotating spiritual vortex to pierce the opponent's defense and defeat the opponent in the thunderbolt.
The students are listening attentively.
I was at a loss. Seriously, I don’t know how to stab the wind, not even the first-level entry!
Seeing my dazedness, Lanter smiled slightly: "Bu Yixuan, you were a candidate before, and now you have entered the Rising Academy by leaps and bounds. How much do you know about Haifeng Sting?"
I shook my head and said: "Teacher, I haven't studied the wind stab, and I haven't had time to read the book. The previous time has been spent on practicing Longxi Gong and the family tradition of fighting and cutting."
"That's it."
Rante shook his hands lightly, and suddenly the iron sword seemed to possess spirituality. Spiritual power surged in the sword body, turbulent flow, and in a blink of an eye, white waves of air formed around the sword body. It is the prelude to the start of the gust of wind.
"Isn't it? This is the power of the first-order wind stab. It is activated instantly, and the strongest blow is exploded before the opponent has time to defend."
"Hmm."
Rand raised his foot and kicked a training sword to me, and said: "Our second class has the lowest level of stab training and has at least Tier 4. You can't do without basic courses, come on, try?"
Several classmates around couldn't help laughing. Their eyes were full of unbelief. Can someone who doesn't understand Haifeng Sting be able to activate it after a glance?
However, Mentor Rand’s technique of launching the wind stab was very slow throughout the whole process, and my talents can be seen more clearly. In fact, I don’t need to read a book at all. Just this swallowed talent can instantly understand the blast of wind stab. After all, the wind stab is only a third-rate spiritual martial art. It has a long history but does not have much deep roots. It is something that people can learn. The only difference is the difference in strength and weakness.
"Wow..."
The spirit energy poured into the iron sword, and a small light pattern was instantly waved. Under my light push again, I suddenly "brushed" a light on the blade, nearly half a meter long. The awns spread all over the blade, it is the prelude to the gust of wind!
"Aim at the iron man stake and hit it out to have a look." Rand embraced his arms and smiled expectantly.
"Yes."
Under one arrow step, the sword light pierced my hand, and there was a loud noise, the iron man's stake swayed, and an inch of sword mark appeared on the iron man's chest. Tsk tsk, gust of wind The lethality of the assassination is amazing!
"Damn, don't you?"
"What learning ability is this?"
"Learn to stab the wind in one second..."
Everyone was stunned. Even talented girls like Su Yan and Tang Queran were slightly moved. Everyone would be stunned, but there was only one who could learn so fast.
"Sure."
Rand nodded with satisfaction, and said: "The most important thing about the wind stab is the technique, speed and proficiency. As long as you practice hard, you can break through and advance by yourself. If you look at the textbook yourself, ask if you don’t understand. , Okay, let's continue the class, and then I will talk about the circumstances and the method that the blast stab can best defeat the opponent."
Everyone listened to the class solemnly.
Rante talked about several situations in which wind stabs can be launched and can achieve meritorious work. Since they are spiritual martial arts, they are only combat skills, so you can’t use stabs as soon as you come up. That way you can only hit fools. The so-called timing is easy. It was a blow that made the opponent unprepared, if it couldn't defeat the opponent, then it would be useless, just a waste of spiritual power.
The wind stab is a kind of spiritual martial arts that consumes very much spiritual power. Normal spiritual practitioners are drained of spiritual power after using it ten times in a row, and as the level of blast stab increases, this loss will be even greater. Therefore, in the master duel, the gust of wind is generally not seen. When you can see it, it means that the victory or defeat has been divided. This is originally a spiritual martial skill that can destroy the opponent and completely defeat the opponent.
After half an hour, I can already pierce a one-meter long wind stabbing sword air completely.
Promote to the first level!
By the time of noon, the proficiency seemed to be enough, and I already understood the artistic conception of Gaofeng Sting.
"Shasha..."
My body sank, I pulled my posture away, my right arm was filled with the spiritual power of the Dragon's Breath Art, and the scene of Tianfeng Longxuan appeared around my body. With a sudden blow, the iron sword was surrounded by endless white. The air wave suddenly shot a sword energy nearly two meters in length, with awe-inspiring aura, making an iron man pile humming, and the pit that blasted out this time was two inches deep!
"Wow, second-order wind thorn?!"
Su Yan looked at me in astonishment: "Your progress is too fast..."
I was speechless: "No way, who made me a beginner? It's still too far behind your sixth-order wind stab."
Su Yan Nunuzui: "According to your progress, I am afraid that you will be able to train into the sixth-order wind sting in less than half a month. What is the hurry, take your time, there are still a lot of general spirit martial arts to learn!"
"Hmm."
"get out of class is over, shall we go to dinner?"
"Let's go."
This time, I can go to the cafeteria for dinner together, and four beautiful women will accompany me. There is no way. Our classmates have already called us "the five-member group of the second class of the Rising Academy". We are one The team, eating together and attending classes is also understandable.
……
In the cafeteria, there is an endless stream of students eating at noon. After sitting down and ordering, the waiter delivers the food. After entering the Rising Institute, the food is even better. It is really unfair. Looking back on my days as an alternate student, It's too hard to look back, sometimes I can't even eat meat at noon.
A group of acquaintances sat at a table beside it.
Zhuang Hengxing, Li Xun, Wang Yi, Ella and others are at the table. These top students in the first class of the Rising Academy have actually come together, but it is normal to think about it. After all, they now have a common rival— —The five-member group in the second class of the Rising Academy!
Li Xun looked at us, holding a carbonated drink in his hand, and said: "I heard that someone has gotten started this morning?"
"Yes."
I turned around and smiled: "I didn't expect the news to spread so quickly, Li Xun, you are really concerned about the second class of our Rising Academy."
Li Xun snorted coldly: "Who pays attention to you? I just heard it. The mere introduction of the wind stab is a fart, and there are a lot of students who have reached the fifth level of the blast stab in our Rising Academy!"
"Really?"
Su Yan smiled and said: "As far as I know, most of the top students in the first class of Rising Academy are students of one to two years. It has been a year after entering Wanling Academy to stab the fifth rank. Is it embarrassing? Wait and see. Well, Bu Yixuan can stab the fifth rank in no more than one month!"
"Huh..."
Li Xun didn't say anything, and sat down angrily. It seems that he also knows that my gust of wind will practice fast.
Ira looked at us from a distance, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she smiled: "Don’t be proud of it too early, your second class has not yet won the game, Xuanyuanjian and I have not played against you yet, so we talk about everything. Too early."
This woman is very powerful. Wang Yi was beaten by her without the strength to fight back. Naturally powerful!
Tang Queran pushed a glass of drink in front of me, glared at me, and said: "What are they talking about? It's better to add more water if you have this time!"
Me: "Oh..."