Chapter 41: Martial Arts is Peculiar
"Anyway, you have only recently entered the stream of martial arts now, and it will be a long time before you are promoted to the second rate. I also encountered the great expansion of the main family, and there were positions to be released, and there was also a place to make contributions. Li Guang came back to his senses at this time and woke up Zhao Feng.
"So don't worry, when the time comes, the exercises will be given, and you just need to do your current things in peace. ”
"I see, but what's so special about the master's second-rate exercises?"
Zhao Feng shrugged his shoulders, he didn't listen to Li Guang's words.
With the Exercise Fusion Device, he is destined to advance much faster than others, so he should naturally plan early.
"Well, it's good to tell you to let you satisfy your cravings. The main family has two second-rate exercises, the most powerful of which is a technique called Cold Ice Fist. ”
"After practice, when you urge with all your strength, you can condense ice crystals, which can defend and hurt people!"
Wang Daolin described, with a yearning look on his face.
"In the past, I have seen the three elders use this exercise, and at that time, the ice crystals were condensed in both hands, wrapped around the fists, and with just one punch, they pierced through the one-inch-thick iron armor, which was extremely terrifying. ”
"It's just that Elder Kaohsiung followed Gao Gongzi to Yanwutang, which has not been seen for almost five years, I don't know how his skills are improving now, and whether he has stepped into the first-class realm. ”
Wang Daolin sighed, feeling sorry that he would never be able to see the Ice Fist again.
"Ice Fist, it's really desirable. What about the first-class martial arts realm?" Zhao Feng looked at the posture of King Naluo, and could probably guess that this so-called cold ice fist should only have some ice crystals covering the fist.
"First-class martial artists, all have some strange performances, the most basic is light power to the extent of crossing the river with a reed, fist and leg skills condense martial intent, can control gold, wood, water, fire and earth, internal strength to open up the bridge between heaven and earth, and the internal rest is endless, this is called a first-class master. Wang Daolin's voice was a little excited.
"Such an exaggeration?" Zhao Feng was shocked by this statement, this sounded to the point of breaking the void in other novels, how could he be a first-class master.
"There is no exaggeration, it is all documented. What's more, the city lord of our Linshui City is a first-class martial artist, and in a city with a population of more than 100,000, all the city lords are first-class martial artists, or even above. Wang Daolin shook Zhao Feng some news again.
"The lord of the city is a first-class martial artist... After Zhao Feng listened, his intuition felt that it was impossible.
"Then there are so many martial artists of this rank, why is it so difficult for us to practice martial arts?"
"Practicing martial arts, it is difficult to have resources and talents, with resources, it is a pile of first-class martial artists, not to mention, Xianmen set up a martial arts hall in Xiaoshan Mansion, and I heard that the family members who had passed the martial arts hall in the past passed the message that there was a set of pills in the martial arts hall, and if you eat it, you can immediately become a first-class martial artist, but in the future, it will be difficult to make an inch. ”
After Wang Daolin finished speaking, Li Guang also sighed:
"The starting point of others is the end point that you can't reach in your life, this kind of news, speaking out will shake the heart of martial arts, Brother Wang, why do you want to tell Zhao Feng now?"
"I will hide it from others, the situation is really as you said, Brother Li, saying it will shake the heart of the martial artist, and it will be difficult for the martial arts to enter the realm in the future. But Zhao Feng is different, with Zhao Feng's talent, he may not be able to climb to the top, and when he says it, he sets a goal for him and urges him to forge ahead. Wang Daolin shook his head and looked at Zhao Feng with hopeful eyes.
"Thank you two darts for your concern, I naturally won't be intimidated by this kind of news, I believe in myself!" Zhao Feng bowed to the two darts.
"Yes, yes, with this thought, it is not in vain that the two of us have wasted so many tongues. Wang Daolin and Li Guang glanced at each other, both smiling.
Looking at the two people in front of him, Zhao Feng couldn't help but sigh.
Whether it was the previous blockade of news for the evolution of martial arts, or the various trainings given after determining one's talent.
In every sense, these two have done everything that a martial arts predecessor should do.
As for the closer level of resources, they need to enter the circle of the two of them by themselves, communicate with each other, and gain trust, so that they have a deeper secret to open themselves.
It's just that Zhao Feng has a fusion of exercises and exercises, and the speed of this improvement is destined to exceed the imagination of these two people, and when he reaches a new level, he will join the corresponding system, and the secrets of each level will be disclosed to him.
In this world, we all rely on strength to speak.
Therefore, Zhao Feng thanked these two people, but he would not spend too much effort on interacting with these two people, the root of everything came from strength, which was the right way, the royal way.
Thinking of this, Zhao Feng put his focus back on the fighting field, the battle of second-rate masters is still rare for Zhao Feng now, and when he sees it, he moves a stool and eats popcorn to appreciate it slowly.
At this time, the old man was using the dragon claw hand to fight against King Luo's three yin hands.
Woohoo!
Every time the old man came out of his claws, the air surged, and there was a whimper, as if there was a faint sound of a dragon's groan.
I didn't feel it when I was far away just now, but now that a while has passed, the convoy is closer, and I feel that the sound of the dragon's moan makes people feel difficult to breathe and feel stuffy in their chests.
Zhao Feng, who had doubts, carefully observed the old man's hands, and finally found that the wrinkles on the old man's hands were faintly formed into scales, and they were still glowing with an inexplicable luster.
"The martial arts are special, the hands are scaly and shiny, this old man is also a second-rate, but he doesn't know the degree of cultivation?" Zhao Feng finally tasted the subtle meaning and asked Wang Daolin.
"That's right, it seems that your martial arts observation has also increased, which is a good thing. This person's cultivation should be in the middle of the second-rate, because the peculiarity is not obvious, and it has been spelled to this extent, and it is impossible not to use any hole cards, so this person's martial arts cultivation is at most like this. Wang Daolin was explaining, but there was still envy on his face.
Second-rate, he has never set foot in it, but because he has seen a lot and has a deep understanding of martial arts, he has served as a sect leader.
"This Luo Tiannai is the head disciple of the Sanyin Sect, he is talented, he broke through the second rate at the age of twenty, I remember, it was the year before last, and now it should be twenty-two, and he has become a Sanyin hand at this age...... It's not a loss to be the first young person in the county!"
"Oh, awesome......"
Zhao Feng listened, and his heart was not shocked.
He himself, who is only fifteen years old and has been practicing martial arts for less than a year and has entered the third-rate player, is standing here, as long as he doesn't encounter drug abuse, he can say that everyone here is rubbish.
It's a pity that this kind of thing can't be told to others, it's like a night walk in brocade, but it's a lot less fun.
At this time, Zhao Feng observed the battle situation more and more meticulously.
'This Wu Tian's martial arts are feminine, like a spider's web, pushing the opponent into a desperate situation step by step, at this time the old man is already powerless, it's better to admit defeat as soon as possible......
Just when Zhao Feng's thoughts came up, the situation in the field suddenly changed.