Of course, martial arts are divided into grades, and the legendary Shaolin Yijin Sutra will not be compared with any tiger sword technique.

However, the official classification of martial arts is very complicated, it is divided according to the characteristics of various aspects of martial arts, and this information is not open to the public.

On the Internet, according to the general grade of martial arts, each martial arts has been graded. Although this can only be used as a reference, there is some truth to being recognized by everyone.

Martial arts from low to high, can be roughly divided into three levels: miscellaneous cards, secret legends, and peerless learning.

Miscellaneous cards refer to the kind of tricks and a half that can be seen everywhere in ancient times, and I don't know which country martial artist came up with a pat on the head. This kind of martial arts has no head or tail, and it belongs to the lowest end.

Esoteric and peerless learning are both inherited martial arts, which have been perfected by many generations of various families, and most of them have a very high degree of integrity, and the difference between the two is only the final achievement.

Most of the secret legends only end in the realm of death and life, and the peerless learning can at least be cultivated to the artistic conception of the gods, and some even point directly to the true realm.

The mastery is also divided into three levels: heaven, earth, and man, the higher the level, the stronger the power, and the greater the difficulty.

Of course, these martial arts masteries are all generously placed on the Internet, and anyone can learn them, but few people can learn them when they get started.

Whoever learns mathematics also starts with the four operations, how can anyone come up and learn calculus?

Only an outlier like Su Jun would rely on his own time to exchange and forcibly pile up his own cultivation time with a long cultivation time.

Twenty years of penance is just to complete the three layers of Sunflower Sutra internal strength and reach the realm of qi cultivation, and its difficulty can be seen.

For other modern martial artists, how many people can bury their heads in hard training for twenty years?

However, Su Jun has practiced it after all.

The reward of twenty years of penance is that the true qi around Su Jun's body is surging, and the extreme yin true qi has completely filled the meridians and acupuncture points all over his body, almost to the point of overflowing.

There is no one in this world who can get closer to the White Blade Realm than him.

"If you want to break through, you first have to use up this body of true qi. "As a former master of the Dead and Living Realm, Su Jun's understanding of martial arts is no weaker than anyone else's.

When the moon is full, it is a loss, and a state that is too extreme is not conducive to a breakthrough, except for the situation between life and death, which is usually a peaceful state that is conducive to promotion.

So Su Jun picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message to Lin Jingya.

"Fight?"

It didn't take long for Lin Jingya's news to come back.

"The Secret Service. ”

Su Jun immediately got up and walked out of the room. Now he just wants to find an opponent to fight well, and his true qi is so full that his meridians are starting to swell and pain, and he can't continue any longer.

"Second brother, are you going out?" Jiang Anqi in the living room couldn't help but say when he saw him come out.

"Hmm. Su Jun only had time to respond, and hurriedly walked out.

The sound of the door closing sounded heavily, and Jiang Anqi touched his head suspiciously. He always felt that Fang Cai's second brother seemed to be a little different from before......

His expression and movements seem to have an inexplicable feeling, giving people a strange sense of femininity.

It wasn't feminine or sissy-like femininity, but more like a snake writhing on the ground, cold and dangerous.

......

When Su Jun came to the Secret Service, Lin Jingya was already here. She didn't deliberately wait for Su Jun, but was already looking for someone to practice in the Secret Service.

Su Jun rushed to the training ground, and Lin Jingya was wearing a clown mask and fighting a man in a white martial arts uniform.

This man had a solemn expression, looking like he was about thirty years old, and he was fighting with Lin Jingya's long knife empty-handed.

Even if the latter uses a long rubber knife from the training ground, the power should not be underestimated.

"A martial artist who has studied part of modern judo and karate. Su Jun's eyes were so vicious, he could see the other party's origin almost at a glance.

There was also a young man next to him who was watching the two fight, and when he saw Su Jun coming, this person immediately greeted him: "You are Su Jun, meet me, my name is Wei Zhenlong." ”

Wei Zhenlong has a very powerful name, but his face is very kind, and he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, more like a young employee sitting in an office.

Su Jun nodded.

He had heard Lin Jingya mention this person. Before she joined the Secret Service, Wei Zhenlong and his companion Huang Huai were the highest combat strength of the Ancheng branch except for the chief and deputy team leaders.

The Secret Service has to manage all the forces in a city, and of course its strength must be far surpassed.

Wei Zhenlong, a kind-looking young man in front of Su Jun, and Huang Huai, who was fighting against Lin Jingya, were all strength at the ninth stage level.

With people like them, one person can wipe out all the high-level leaders of Dragon Tiger Terrace, even if the latter has several sixth-stage masters in charge.

"Lao Huang and I just came back from a mission, and we have heard of you for a long time. Wei Zhenlong said with a smile, "Let's have a discussion?"

"Come on. Su Jun didn't hesitate at all, and said immediately. He doesn't care who his opponent is, he just wants to have a good fight.

Wei Zhenlong's eyes lit up suddenly.

In the past two days since he returned to the Secret Service Bureau, Su Jun's ears were almost calloused when he heard the name, and even the clown and the woman admitted that she was talking to the other party, Wei Zhenlong really wanted to see what kind of master he was.

However, it was the first time for the two sides to meet, Wei Zhenlong didn't want to hurt the harmony, and arched his hand: "I am good at palms, and the most familiar one is Liu's Mianzhang, I heard that Brother Su is good at using hidden weapons, so I will ...... it first today Huh?"

Before Wei Zhenlong finished speaking, Su Jun had already smashed his head with an extremely violent punch, so startled that he almost didn't react.

However, in the end, it was a ninth-stage powerhouse in the White Blade Realm, and his reflexes and acuity were far beyond ordinary people, Wei Zhenlong raised his hand and blocked it with a palm, using the Liu Clan's Mian Palm, which he was most familiar with.

Su Jun's punch slammed straight over, there was nothing fancy, it didn't belong to any move at all, even Taizu Changquan didn't have it.

But it was such a punch that brought a cold and majestic true qi, which almost instantly crushed Wei Zhenlong's palm strength.

Wei Zhenlong was slightly shocked in his heart, but after all, he was an experienced person, and he was still able to do it in the face of danger, and he raised his left hand to meet him.

He twisted his hands around, almost pulling against Su Jun's arm, trying to dissolve the power of his fist with skill.

Although Su Jun's true qi is many, his realm is there, and the true qi that erupts at one time is not against the sky, and it was finally dissolved in front of Wei Zhenlong.

Wei Zhenlong just breathed a sigh of relief, but then even his face turned green.

Su Jun was like a hungry tiger pounced, and the whole person soared into the air, with a huge fist in front of him, and the target was Wei Zhenlong's brain.

The true qi that swayed out was as if he didn't want money, almost making the air around him ripple, and it made Su Jun look like he had a lot of bearing.

The martial artists in the ring also often do this, but they do it to create an image, and Su Jun is completely too much true qi.

The bit of true qi consumed by the secret weapon, how can a fist be powerful?

And Wei Zhenlong completely wanted to cry without tears - which bastard said that this person is good at secret weapons?