Chapter 7 Reflection! New goals

Wang Junlin and Garon were less than ten meters apart, facing each other, the majestic Fifth Sense Small Universe was burning fiercely, and the atmosphere of the entire training ground became extremely depressing, and everyone watching the battle couldn't help but hold their breath.

Seeing that an earth-shattering battle was about to break out, it was not that no one in the crowd watching the battle wanted to step forward to stop it, but at this moment, they were completely powerless, even the genius of the genius on the same level as Sachar, Aiolos, was powerless.

"Enough!" Seeing that this battle could no longer be avoided, a cold voice sounded in everyone's ears, it was the silver saint who had been like an ornament and a sculpture all day long. Historically, to be able to become a Silver Saint Seiya, the minimum standard is to comprehend the sixth sense of the small universe, and the best of them have broken through to the seventh sense of the small universe, and the Silver Saint Seiya, who can supervise these Golden Saint Seiya candidates, is the best among them.

Wang Junlin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, dissipating the fifth sense of the small universe, he knew that if he continued to fight, he would definitely be defeated, and there was no luck at all. In fact, when he took the initiative to explode the small universe, he had already been defeated, and he was completely defeated, and now he is still far from Sagar.

Saga's face was grim, and he looked at Wang Junlin deeply, and finally gave up the intention of continuing to fight, and silently dispersed the fifth sense of the small universe, ignoring everyone, turned around and slowly returned to the distance, and started a new round of training.

Looking at the back of Saga leaving, Wang Junlin frowned slightly, not very satisfied with his performance just now. If it was to compete with the fifth sense of the small universe, he admitted that he was indeed no match for Sagar, who comprehended the fifth sense of the small universe a year earlier than him, but he firmly believed that one day, he would definitely catch up.

Putting aside the fifth sense of the small universe, Wang Junlin didn't think that he would be inferior to Saga in terms of fighting, and in his heart the Chinese technique was the strongest fighting technique. In the battle just now, in the face of Sagar's rapid attack, he had a lot of time in his mind to crack it, and even more than one, but it was always half a beat slower, and his body's reaction couldn't keep up with the operation of his brain, so that he could only cope with it in the end.

"I still have too little actual combat experience, so that I can't give full play to the power of Bajiquan...... "Wang Junlin just thought about it for a while, and found the reason for this failure, and his fists were unconsciously clenched tightly, and he secretly made up his mind.

"Ah, Junlin, you are so good that you can fight with my brother to this extent." Garon ran over at the right time, laughed and patted Wang Junlin's shoulder, as if he had encountered some great joy.

"Garon, are you so happy? Sometimes, I wonder if Zachar is your brother after all. Miro, who came over together, glanced at Garon angrily, and gave Wang Junlin a thumbs up, exclaiming: "Man, you hide so deeply, you really don't see it." ”

Wang Junlin smiled indifferently and said, "I don't want to hide anything, it's just that my cultivation method is very strange and useless in your eyes." ”

“OH！ MY GOD！ Garon exclaimed in disbelief, "Is your slow kung fu really useful?" It's also incredible. ”

"It's amazing!" Miro was also full of disbelief.

The corners of Wang Junlin's mouth curled slightly, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more.

In this battle with Sachar, Wang Junlin has really gained a lot. First of all, Dismask and Abrody no longer dared to provoke him at will, and "buzzed" like a fly in his ears; Secondly, a group of Gold Saint Seiya candidates, including Sagar, and even the Silver Saint Seiya who wore sculptures all day long, were impressed by him, and not only would they no longer criticize him for his "strange" cultivation method, but they also had curiosity in their hearts; The most important thing is that Wang Junlin correctly recognized his own shortcomings, and has decided that in the future, in the cultivation of Bajiquan, he can no longer work behind closed doors, but to practice more with others to increase his actual combat experience.

"Hi dude." That morning, Wang Junlin took the initiative to find Arudiba. I don't know if it's a tacit understanding, since Wang Junlin joined the Golden Saint Seiya training camp, he and Arudiba, the two Taurus Gold Saint Seiya candidates, have never had any intersection again, although the two train on the same training ground every day. But today, Wang Junlin took the initiative to break this tacit understanding.

Arudiba stopped training, looked at Wang Junlin calmly, and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Wang Junlin shrugged his shoulders and said, "Man, don't you think that we, who are also candidates for the Taurus Gold Saint Seiya, should have more communication?" ”

Arudiba was slightly stunned, as if he really didn't expect Wang Junlin to say this, and after a period of silence, he asked again: "Why?" ”

yes, why? Shouldn't the two be rivals? What the hell is more communication?

On the training ground, the other people who were about to watch the excitement couldn't help but look at each other, and they really couldn't understand what Wang Junlin was doing.

Garon muttered quietly, "Oh, is Junlin crazy? ”

Miro nodded thoughtfully, and said in a deep voice: "I think he may not have taken his medicine today." ”

Garon and Miró looked at each other, feeling like confidants, and then more like two bear children stealing candy, and laughed in a low voice.

Wang Junlin didn't know about the scene of the two bad friends, and even if he did, he didn't bother to pay attention to it. At this time, he said seriously: "Man, communication can make us progress together, and blindly working behind closed doors will limit the improvement." ”

"Why?" After another moment of silence, Arudiba asked again. It seems to be the same question, but Wang Junlin knows exactly what this "why" means.

Wang Junlin said: "It is also a candidate for the Taurus Gold Saint Seiya, and we can discuss it easier to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and the absolute optimal ratio." Arudiba, I think, even if you are a competitor, you will not refuse to grow faster. ”

There was another long silence, and Arudiba did not say anything in favor or against it, but only assumed a fighting posture. This meaning is obvious enough, whether it is necessary to communicate more in the future, or whether it is necessary to fight the last battle first.

Seeing this, Wang Junlin stopped talking nonsense, and also put on a posture, after all, the communication he did was a battle, a fight. Could it be that you can still expect two big men to get together and bite their ears when they have something to do?

Seeing that another wonderful battle was about to be staged, everyone else had their eyes lit up and looked forward to it. They were very curious about Wang Junlin's combat effectiveness, after all, the battle with Sagar that day was only a short time, and they really couldn't let them know too much; Similarly, they are very curious about how strong Arudiba's strength is, but this guy is hidden all over again, making people confused about the truth and reality.

On the training ground, Wang Junlin and Arudiba stood opposite each other, staring at each other, their eyes were also full of solemnity, and the irrepressible monstrous war intent.

Arudiba's hands were crossed in front of his chest, looking casual, but in Wang Junlin's eyes, it was indeed a different situation, an excellent state to deal with the enemy, like a spring that was pressed to the extreme, once it broke out, it would definitely burst out with the greatest lethality, crushing the enemy from any angle.

"Iai?" Wang Junlin's expression became more and more solemn, and he could see Arudiba's posture at a glance, and he already had a way to deal with it in his heart.

Seeing that Arudiba did not have the slightest intention of making a move first, and wanted to wait for work, Wang Junlin no longer hesitated, stepped forward, formed a left lunge, and punched directly at Arudiba's face, which was very urgent.

Arudiba's eyes flashed, like two small suns, dazzlingly bright, unheard of Wang Junlin's punch, and the same punch hit straight out, slamming into Wang Junlin's chest. It seems to be a lose-lose posture, but in fact, he completely relied on his height and arm length to hit Wang Junlin first.

Wang Junlin seemed to have expected it, his right fist slashed, slapped downward, and blocked the punch attacked by Arudiba with a "snap", in fact, the first punch was just his false move, in order to lure Arudiba to make a move. At the same time, his prepared left fist struck out like lightning and slammed into Arudiba's abdomen.

Arudiba was also not slow to react, his right fist rushed out like a cannonball, and counterattacked at Wang Junlin's throat.

Wang Junlin closed his fist, twisted his body to avoid it, pushed a blow to Arudiba's ribs in his left palm, twisted his body to the left again, turned his right hand into a claw, and grabbed Arudiba's crotch.

Arudiba snorted angrily, took a step across, and let go of Wang Junlin's cruel grasp, and at the same time dodged a trace of space, his whole body tensed, his right shoulder sank slightly, and his left foot stepped heavily on the ground, rushing towards Wang Junlin, looking like a wild buffalo that had gone crazy. This collision really has a bit of the flavor of Baji Boxing to kill Zhao Tieshan.

Wang Junlin's eyes lit up, and the coping move that had been planned in his mind was suddenly thrown out of the clouds, and the sound of "hum" came from his abdomen, which was also heavy shoulders and twisted his waist, and his feet and ten fingers flicked, clasping the ground, and his feet, waist, spine, and shoulders exerted force at the same time, and rushed towards Arudiba.

In the eyes of everyone watching the battle, Wang Junlin and Arudiba were like two bison who had gone crazy, colliding heavily in one place.

There was a loud "boom", and time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone only felt that the ground of the entire training ground trembled slightly.

Looking at Wang Junlin and Arudiba again, the two of them stepped back almost in no particular order, stared at each other, and resumed their confrontation again.

"Good power! That's all for today, we'll fight again next time. Arudiba glanced at Wang Junlin deeply, turned around and walked away, very neatly. However, in his words, he had agreed to Wang Junlin's proposal to communicate more in the future.

Wang Junlin's eyes narrowed slightly, and although the battle just now was very short, he was both satisfied and not very satisfied. Satisfied, although there were only a few rounds of the fight just now, he gained a lot, at least he had a deeper understanding of Tie Shan's killing move; What is not satisfied is still the old problem, his actual combat experience is indeed too poor, and the traces of his moves during the battle are too heavy, and he has not detached from it.

"Junlin, you're too perverted." Garon leaned over again and exclaimed, "You can compete with the great buffalo of Arudiba in terms of strength. ”

"Not really." Wang Junlin said seriously: "In terms of strength alone, Arudiba is definitely above me, but he can't burst out all his strength at once, but I can exert my strength to the extreme at any time." ”

"Oh? Is this the magic of kung fu? It's amazing. After listening to Wang Junlin's explanation, Garon was even more shocked, attracting everyone's frequent sideways.

"Hey, brother, can't you just stop? Sometimes, I really wonder if you and Zaga are brothers, and why are you so different in character. Wang Junlin rolled his eyes and couldn't help but complain.

"Do you mean to let me do what that guy does, dragging like twenty-fifty-eighty thousand all day long? OH！ MY GOD！ It would be better to kill me, it's too boring. Garon put his hand on his forehead and whispered exaggeratedly.

"Hey man, be quiet." Miro patted Garon on the shoulder and quipped, "Look over there, Saga must be trying to kill you now." ”

Wang Junlin and Garon turned their heads to look, and at a glance, they saw Saga glaring fiercely at this side with murderous eyes.

Garon pretended to shrink his neck in fear, followed by an exaggerated laugh: "Hahaha......"

Wang Junlin and Miro glanced at each other, and both shook their heads helplessly, looking completely defeated. However, if you look closely, it is not difficult to find a trace of warmth and happiness in the eyes of the two. You must know that as candidates for the Golden Saint Seiya, they really can't slack off for a moment, and their nerves are tense all day long, and it is with Garon, who plays treasure all day long, that the two can completely relax in their rare leisure time.

The three of them laughed and played for a while, then dispersed and resumed their intense training.

The boring training, day after day, seemed to be stimulated by the two successive battles between Wang Junlin and Saga and Arudiba, and the candidates for the Golden Saint Seiya were even more full of horsepower, training harder and harder.

Wang Junlin is naturally unwilling, and he is also a strong body that has played with his life, and he finds Arudiba to fight every once in a while, and the results are mutually victorious, but his real experience is indeed increasing day by day.

During the day, when Wang Junlin was practicing Bajiquan, he comprehended the small universe; At night, he also stood in two pretends, contemplating the small universe. In comparison, because he is the last person to comprehend the fifth sense of the small universe among all people, there is a big gap between him and everyone in this regard, and he must make great efforts to catch up.