Fifteen years later

Ahh

Fifteen hours later

Wang Zhen went straight to Raymond's residence early in the morning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, at this time, he was really overwhelmed by the joy of dancing.

After last night's unremitting efforts, the battle spirit can already flow down the whole body for more than dozens of minutes. Although the speed is slower, it is also a real low-level lower level strength. He saw a golden avenue spread out in front of his eyes, from the door of the bedroom toilet to the practice room of Teacher Raymond's villa.

The students who met by chance were still burning with gossip spirits, "Isn't that Wang Zhen? Why isn't his face swollen?"

"Now you're a little white, if you can do it so quickly, you must have cultivated your first-level battle intent. ”

"I knew that I also applied for the Department of Combat Skills, and I wouldn't be afraid of being found by my girlfriend when I went out to take care of my sister in the future!"

"Brother, look at who's behind it, I'll go first-brother and sister, you can do it lightly. ”

Fifteen minutes later

Raymond looked at Wang Zhen who was smiling and couldn't help sighing.

"Wang Zhen, generally speaking, there is a little talent in the war vocational school. The average time it takes for our department to reach Level 1 Combat Spirit is three hours. ”

"Ugh"

Wang Zhenru was poured cold water from head to tail. Yes, it only took a few dozen minutes for Lucy to learn all the trick-level magic. The primary magic took only one afternoon. But oneself seems to have 。。。。。。 from entrance to school It's been more than 20 days.

"Didi, the comma mode is over, start the fecal painting wall mode, and the mode is switching. Wang Zhen issued a mysterious command in his heart.

"Okay, please start teaching me first-level combat skills. Wang Zhen's expression was resolute and serious, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

Lei Meng looked at Wang Zhen at this time, and also said with a straight face: "Okay, we warriors don't pursue kaleidoscopic skills like mages, and we don't have to repeat their panacea-like effects." We don't need to be the mentors of civilization, we don't need to be the inventors of wisdom, we just need to be the most powerful iron fist of mankind. What we have is just a will to fight the heavens, the earth, and the world for the fate of mankind. What we have is just a kind of combat skill for the continuation of civilization, to fight demons, fight saints, fight the world, and fight all over the world!"

"So, we warriors seek nothing more than the pinnacle of our fighting prowess, and we choose to be the strongest shield, the sharpest spear, the most furious and devastating warhammer. ”

Wang Zhen was aroused by these loud words, and felt that the battle intent in his body began to flow on its own.

"Only when you have this kind of belief, will your fighting spirit be used by you, will you become stronger, and will you be able to use powerful combat skills. Remember, the will to fight is strength, and the skill is skillful, both of which are indispensable. Now keep an eye on my movements. ”

Lei Meng's eyes widened, there was no wind around him, his battle intent poured out, there was a crackling sound in the air, the momentum of the whole person changed and changed, and the battle intent continued to weaken, weakening five times in a row. Wang Zhen knew that this was his forced compression of his sixth-layer battle intent to one layer, so as to perfectly show the essence of this first-order combat technique.

"Eight Winds Break Evil Legs!" Raymond shouted. With his left hand on the ground, the whole person stood in the air with a overwhelming momentum, and the lightning kicked out with his left foot, and there was a popping sound where the toes touched the air.

Then, the left foot retracts but does not land, the right foot blasts out again, and after the right foot is completely straightened, the left hand bounces up, changes to the right hand to land, and the right foot draws a huge semi-circle path, like a meteor hammer to the other side, after a complete accurate semicircle, the retracted left foot kicks out again.

This went back and forth twice, and in one breath, it whirled and blasted eight heavy blows.

Wang Zhen was dumbfounded, how could he have eaten and seen it, it is not difficult for those martial arts masters in movies to make this kind of action. But to blast this set of actions out like a high-speed train head-on, let alone do it, it feels illogical to even think about it.

This is the power that the Blue Star Terran has invented that rivals magic!

Before, Wang Zhen had always wondered how to harden the fireball with only his body, and he had always wondered why the warrior, a profession that could only cut flat, stood side by side with the Faye! It is worthy of the title of the iron fist of mankind. His pride in magic still exists, but he has also abandoned prejudice in combat skills and is full of the highest praise!

"Ahh

Wang Zhen, who was imitating a certain meow king pretending to be deep, was instantly knocked to the ground and trembled.

"Ray... Teacher Raymond, next time you pass on the spirit technique, can you say hello first?"

Raymond turned a blind eye, slowly relaxed his control to restore the realm, and said nonchalantly: "This is the method of the Eight Winds to break the evil leg's battle intent. You practice well. When your fighting spirit can support 8 consecutive kicks, you can advance to the upper position. ”

Isn't it possible to advance only if you break through the battle intent? How can you refine it into a move? Wang Zhen was puzzled and asked, "Teacher, are you saying that when this leg method is refined, the battle intent will exactly reach the strength of the second order? Then the second-level combat skill is also used to refine the battle intent to the third level?"

Raymond was stunned for a moment, his face changed several times, as if he was surprised that the king was really quick, and after a while, he pretended to be calm and said: "I didn't expect you to be able to think of this layer now." Yes, combat skills are not only the method of using battle intent, but also the method of tempering. ”

Wang Zhen gave a thumbs up: "The ancestors who invented combat skills are really geniuses. Training can support the power of combat skills, and practicing skills can sharpen the strength of combat intent, which complements each other and is more than twice the result with half the effort!"

After praising it, Wang Zhen calmed down, imagining the pride of the battle heaven and earth described by Raymond just now, and the battle intent around him began to flow slowly. I saw him shout loudly -

"Fight!"

He fell sideways, his left hand supported the ground, and his legs stepped out in a row, boom! Just one kick, I felt that the force of the shock was extremely great, and there was a sharp pain in the left wrist, and the five fingers had sunk into the ground. Boom, gritted his teeth and kicked again, his elbows were broken, his mouth was bitter, his legs were numb, and his brain was buzzing. Then the left hand off the ground, the right hand flipped, the right foot rotated, just turned one hundred and eighty degrees, when the emergency stop was about to retract the force, only to feel a whirlwind of the sky, the body stiffened, forced to stop.

Raymond said indifferently: "You can blast three kicks the first time you use it, it seems that you have used more of your all-weapon specialization ability, and you will still have muscle memory." You kid really have too many advantages over others. ”

Wang Zhen smiled and asked: "Teacher, it's just kicking my legs, I'm confident that I can do it now without fighting intent, why can't I use my fighting intent instead?" When I was kicking just now, I felt that the muscles in my body were fighting each other, not only did I have no muscle memory at all, but even my sense of coordination when I walked and ate didn't exist, as if every muscle bundle needed its own brain to regulate. ”

Raymond nodded: "Yes, you described it very appropriately, when you become more powerful, you need to personally control more by your brain." You will go through a process of transcending your instincts – returning to your instincts. It's not something you're going to think about right now, though. ”

"Combat skills are derived from martial arts and beyond the level above martial arts, you have always been aiming for a mage, you have not been tempered since childhood, and now your body foundation is not enough, so it will be a lot of load. ”

Wang Zhen asked again: "Teacher, the first-level combat skill is already so powerful, what is the second-level combat skill, can you show it to open the eyes of the students?"

Lei Meng's face changed, and he said sternly inexplicably: "Don't be too ambitious, you first train the Eight Winds Breaking Evil Leg well, and then talk about it, if you practice it well, it can even transform into a second-level combat skill." ”

Wang Zhen was overjoyed when he heard this, "This combat skill can also evolve!" Then the conversation changed, "Since the first-level combat skills are strong and can evolve, then the students want to see the magic of the second-level combat skills! ”

Raymond didn't say a word, staring at Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen looked at his face, and it seemed a little familiar, as if, probably, maybe a little like when he asked him if there would be a big fireball.

"Uh, teacher, wouldn't the second-level combat skill be an upgraded version of this leg technique, and the combat skill department is only one skill for the entire primary level? Or is it that the combat skill is originally just a method of refining the battle intent, and the warrior's moves are all based on flat slashing?"

"Isn't it enough for a warrior to be able to cut flat?, and the second-level combat skill has already been renamed Eight Winds Slashing Feet, so it's not too fast - get out and practice!" is still a familiar expression, still a familiar tone.

On that afternoon with dark clouds, the young man once again galloped like the wind in the practice room.