Chapter 112: What is Martial Arts?

"Perfect?"

As the light of the second stone tablet bloomed, all living beings were shocked, and with Mo Xue's words, this shock was pushed to the peak.

"How can it be perfect? Generally, the correct answer is only qualified, even if it is the prince of the East China Sea, he is also qualified, he is perfect!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, these three questions are so mysterious, it is a fluke for him to answer one question correctly, how can he answer the second question correctly, it is absolutely impossible!"

"Who is this person, it doesn't seem to be from my ancient Han Dynasty, I don't know if it's Tianqin or Great Xia. ”

The creatures around the square frowned one by one, and their eyes fell on Zhang Jian, some did not believe it, some guessed, but more than that, it was killing intent.

This killing intent not only came from the Kraken and the Indigenous Demon Beasts, but also from the human powerhouses, among which the seven Nine Martial Artists of the Open Vein Realm in the core area were the strongest.

One by one, they stared at Zhang Jian coldly, full of murderous intentions.

"Wow, Brother Jian is so strong, he actually answered two questions correctly, he deserves to be my Brother Jian!"

Guan Shanyue's eyes were full of stars, the annoyance on her face disappeared with Zhang Jian's correct answers, her fat trembled, her fists clenched, and her face was full of excitement.

Guan Lengyue on the side was dressed in tight black clothes and had a proud figure, at this time, her beautiful eyes also fell on Zhang Jian, her expression was cold, but in her beautiful eyes, there was a touch of shock and discoloration.

"It's worthy of the person who defeated Luo Ao, and he can actually answer two questions correctly!"

Feng Ping stood on the right side of Guan Shanyue, his eyes burst into essence at this time, looking at Zhang Jian, there was a touch of admiration and war intent in his eyes.

platform.

Zhang Jian slowly withdrew his hand, heard Mo Xue's words, pursed his lips, swept a smile, and reached out to take the second dragon blood crystal.

"The last question, the reward is not given by me, but by the stone tablet, I hope you can answer it correctly!"

Mo Xue's gaze fell on Zhang Jian, a rare soft smile appeared on her cold face, with a hint of expectation and encouragement, her voice was like snow, her voice was like ice, but it contained a trace of gentleness.

"I'll try my best!"

Zhang Jian smiled faintly, the first two questions were not too difficult for him, so he got two dragon blood crystals, which also made him feel good, and as for the discussion and killing intent of others, he didn't care about it.

The great husband stands in the world, what is the fear!

If you cower, why bother stepping on the martial arts!

"I don't know what kind of problem this third question is!"

Zhang Jian's inky pupils showed a hint of expectation, although the previous two questions did not stump him, but not ordinary people can answer, so he is also quite interested in the third question.

"The third question, he's going to answer the third question!"

"He will never be able to answer it, and I have never heard of anyone who can answer the third question correctly!"

Seeing Zhang Jian walking towards the third stele, everyone held their breath one by one, expectation, jealousy, and resentment, most of the emotions, did not want Zhang Jian to be able to answer the third question.

In this way, although Zhang Jian is amazing, with the East China Sea Prince Zhuyu in front, he can accept it.

But if Zhang Jian answered the third question, then it would cause a sensation on the entire Dragon's Lair Giant Island, and they didn't dare to imagine that situation, so they all cursed Zhang Jian for not being able to answer the third question.

Under the gaze of everyone with different emotions, Zhang Jian walked to the third stone tablet.

The third stele seems to be the same as the first two, but it is only when you get closer that you notice the difference.

Although the stele is also made of ice and snow, there are some hair-thin textures on it, which are intertwined to make it seem to be a picture, but it is indistinct.

Zhang Jian raised his right hand and slowly approached the stone tablet, and a cold aura rose, making Zhang Jian couldn't help but tremble slightly.

At this moment, Zhang Jian found that his eyes were full of white, as if he had walked into a strange space, there was no longer a platform under his feet, and there were no other creatures around, only himself, stepping in this white world.

Pure white.

Pure white.

The moment Zhang Jian stepped into this space, the wind and snow filled the sky, and a huge and vague figure was revealed from the wind and snow, Zhang Jian's figure was like an ant and an elephant compared to it.

"What is martial arts?"

The sound of rolling is like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens, rumbling, this time it is no longer the vicissitudes of life, but contains a domineering atmosphere, this domineering atmosphere is proud of the nine heavens, like this heaven and earth, all have to surrender!

"The third question is actually what martial arts are!"

Zhang Jian's ears were buzzing, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, he stood in front of the huge figure, without the slightest fear, without the slightest curiosity, he was the Supreme God Emperor, he was Zhang Jian, and he did not give in to anything.

Question 1: What is martial arts?

Question 2: What is the Tao?

Question 3: What is martial arts?

The three questions seem to be related, but they are very different.

The first question asks about the heart, the second question asks about the truth of heaven and earth, and the third question is the most mysterious, asking about martial arts.

The so-called martial arts is the name of every martial artist after they embark on cultivation, and it is said that the first person who coined the term believes that martial arts is the first way to pursue truth through martial arts.

Martial arts, Xuan and Xuan, a thousand people, there are a thousand kinds of martial arts.

Some martial arts defend the weak, punish the evil and promote the good, and are called chivalry.

Some martial arts pursue the truth of heaven and earth, ask the heavens, and are called immortals.

Some martial arts products are red dust in the world, and they are called guests when they fight the world.

Everyone's understanding of martial arts is different, but few people really understand what their martial arts are.

How foolish the world is, asking about others!

"Martial arts, what is it?"

Zhang Jian lowered his head, with a thoughtful meaning in his eyes, this question is not easy to answer.

In the previous life, Zhang Jian was the supreme god emperor who crisscrossed the heavens, he was invincible, he was powerful, but he also missed a lot of scenery and beauty along the way, and was finally buried by his brothers and red faces, falling from the peak to the bottom.

In this life, his soul was reborn, but he missed Jian Ling, and since then he has been in revenge and cultivation, it seems that he will repeat the path of the previous life.

But this kind of road, because he has gone through it all over again, so Zhang Jian understands that this is not the right path for himself.

So, where is your path?

What is your own martial arts?

Silence has become the main theme of this white world, and after the huge figure asked a question, it was suspended in mid-air, not moving at all, as if waiting for Zhang Jian's answer.

"If life is reincarnated, since God has let me be reborn once, if I take the old road, wouldn't I be sorry for my new life!"

"What a person pursues is nothing more than the word perfection, nothing more than a clear conscience. ”

"I was born with remorse and lived with revenge, but for Jian Ling, I had a guilty conscience. ”

"If you have a guilty conscience, how can you move forward, and how can you pursue the pinnacle of martial arts. ”

"My way is martial arts, and my heart is a clear conscience!"

I don't know how long it has been, it seems to be an instant, and it seems to be a long time, Zhang Jian's still standing body suddenly moved, and a murmur sounded from his mouth, like a mosquito chirping, getting stronger and stronger, and finally turned into rolling thunder, spreading in all directions.

At this moment, Zhang Jian's dark eyes burst out with a brilliant light, unprecedented firmness, and lit up from his eyes.

Its voice is like thunder, and its heart is firm.

At this moment, it seemed that the fog that had been shrouding the body was shattered, and the mind was clear.

"My way is the way of martial arts!"