Chapter 11 The Beginning of the Martial Arts
In the next few days, Ling Jin spent the practice room and the library of Meicheng Academy. The days were very fulfilling, learning knowledge in the library during the day, and meditating and practicing at night to comprehend the exercises. He selected two exercises in the Shen family's practice room, Liuyun Palm and Wind Riding Leg, the exercises were from one to five levels, although these two were the lowest level exercises, but there were very few people who could cultivate to perfection.
Each exercise can be divided into introductory, minor, great, and great perfection according to the practitioner's level of cultivation. Ling Jin used two hours, and the two exercises could already be used proficiently, and he reached the realm of entry in two hours. And after only one day, he had already reached the point of entering the house, and it can be said that Ling Jin's comprehension ability was very high.
Of course, in the past few days, he has become more and more handy in the use of spiritual power, understanding the various acupuncture points in the human body, and also knowing how to look inward. It's just that he found that there was always a place in his dantian that there was no way to detect. His master seemed to have raised this question with him.
And at this time, Liu Fatzi, he joined the Shen family and became a member of the Shen family's escort team, and now he trains with other guards on the training ground every day, I don't know what's going on, Liu Fatzi seems to have made up his mind, and he is dedicated to training, even if he is weak, he has not shouted a word of giving up, he is gritting his teeth and training desperately. In this case, Liu Fatzi made Ling Jin and Shen Ruoruo feel unbelievable. But no matter what, the fat man is still developing in a good way.
Time flies, in a blink of an eye, three days have passed, and the competition is about to begin, at this time, Ling Jin has already cultivated the Liuyun Palm and the Wind Riding Leg to a satisfactory state. In the past three days, Ling Jin has not seen Zhang Kun and Zhang Han's father and son, nor has there been any disputes, since he easily defeated Zhang Han in the ring last time, many people in the Shen Mansion have called him: Brother Jin.
The day is getting higher and higher, and the competition is about to begin, and this time the competition is presided over by the city lord Shen himself.
There were a lot of people around the ring ring. The walls were also full of civilians who had come to watch the battle. This competition is unprecedentedly grand, and I heard that there are a few people who are not Meicheng who also participated.
The city lord of Shen counted and found that there were exactly two hundred people participating in the competition, so he divided them into four groups, and the competition was played together in four rings.
"Thank you for coming to participate in this competition, of course, you must already know that this competition is to find a horse for our Shen Mansion, and I hope to give it all out! ”
After the 200 people present have drawn lots, the game officially begins.
And what Ling Jin drew happened to be the No. 1 in Group B, and the person who played against him happened to be Zhang Han, who had conflicts with him.
"Today, I must beat you to your knees and beg for mercy, and the kid will take it!"
The last time Ling Jin defeated him, Zhang Han was very angry, so he practiced even harder, and finally, just yesterday, his cultivation of Broken Mountain Fist broke through to the realm of entering the house, which is also the capital that he thinks can beat Ling Jin now.
Ling Jin didn't talk nonsense, he started to fight directly, and the erratic Liuyun palm was punched out, as if clouds really appeared around his body. This surprised everyone present.
The illusion is concretized, and this anomaly can only be produced by temporarily cultivating a practice to perfection.
The young man on the field actually cultivated the palm technique to such a high and profound realm, which was amazing.
At this time, Zhang Han, who was on the field, did not have such a big feeling. What he felt was his fist, as if it were hitting cotton, and he couldn't use it at all.
While he was puzzled, Ling Jin turned his palm into a fist and imprinted it heavily on Zhang Han's chest. Zhang Han flew out upside down and fell to the ground.
At this time, Zhang Han's eyes were full of unwillingness. As if having made up his mind, he struggled to get up from the ground. Immediately afterwards, his momentum was getting stronger, and he stepped directly into the dark energy from the bright energy.
"Blood Wolf Transformation!"
Zhang Han roared, this was the killer weapon he was going to deal with Zhao Feng, and not many people knew that he would do this trick.
Since this is a technique that damages 800 self and injures 1,000 enemies, this can play a vital role in a critical period.
He really didn't want to lose to Ling Jin, and he had to repay all the insults he received last time.
With the blessing of the "Blood Wolf Transformation", Zhang Han's strength and speed have been increased.
Seeing him, he jumped up and quickly appeared in front of Ling Jin, his fists came out, and his breath blocked all of Ling Jin's retreats.
Ling Jin didn't retreat, and Liuyun Palm continued to defuse Zhang Han's attacks again and again.
They fought for about twenty rounds, Ling Jin took advantage of Zhang Han's carelessness, raised his right foot, and swept out with his windy leg, like a wall of wind smashed on Zhang Han's waist, a huge sound came out, and when the spectators looked over, Zhang Han had already smashed heavily into the audience.
The two who were originally evenly matched suddenly separated from each other in an instant. This surprised everyone, but they still gave Ling Jin enough cheers.
One of the favorites this time was eliminated in the first round by an unknown kid. Many people shook their heads and said that Ling Jin was the dark horse of this competition.
After the first group was finished, it was already noon. The next competition will be held in the afternoon. Give them plenty of time to rest.
In the afternoon, the game continued in full swing. Obviously, the opponents in the next few rounds were easily defeated by Ling Jin.
Therefore, Ling Jin won the first place in Group B without much effort. At this time, the other three groups have also decided the first place.
The match between the four of them will take place the next day. They are: Ling Jin, Zhao Feng, Wang Wen, and Shi Dun.
Among them, Wang Wen is the eldest son of the Wang family in Meicheng, he is not very handsome, but he has fortitude in his eyebrows, and his martial arts talent is also very high, it is said that his strength is not inferior to Zhao Feng of the Zhao family, and even surpasses it. Of course, it's just rumors
And another person named Shi Dun, he is not from Meicheng, he just came to participate in it, and he came out to practice like Ling Jin.
He was very tall, and his robes could not cover his strong muscles, which was impressive.
The stone armor skill he cultivates is to cover his body with a layer of stone armor, and his defensive power is amazing. When the opponent's internal strength is exhausted, counterattack in one fell swoop and achieve victory.
Ling Jin is also full of anticipation for his opponents tomorrow and is eager to fight them. I don't slack off at night.
"I'm going to get stronger!"
He used this to motivate himself to cultivate every day.