Zhao Jingting looked around and said, "The assessment of the six martial arts has been solved first?" ”

He was consulting with four teachers.

Xin Danxuan smiled and said, "It's up to you to decide." ”

Zhao Ting's "soliciting opinions" was originally a formality, and after Xin Danxuan expressed his position, he no longer asked Ji Xiaohua and others for their opinions, his eyes swept on the left side, and said, "You come down." ”

There was no roll call.

But Li Yichun, who was sitting at the end of the seat on the left, naturally knew that he was referring to himself, so he immediately jumped down and stood in the center of the six seats on the left and right.

Although he ranks low in this year's 12 biographies, he is also one in a million.

Li Yichun swept away, as if he didn't find the "tool man" in charge of the assessment?

Li Yichun originally guessed that it was either a sparring between disciples, or the teacher personally went down to the assessment; Or borrow a puppet-like curiosity.

But now it seems that none of them were guessed.

A hint of a playful smile crossed the corner of Zhao Ting's mouth, his right arm bent, and his little finger was lightly hooked.

Li Yichun's body stiffened, he leaned over suddenly, hugged his abdomen with both hands, and vomited!

The "white doll" that was swallowed in the stomach two days ago was vomited again.

But it is not restored to its original appearance, but it has grown into a person as tall as the wind, and its facial features are much clearer; It is a replica of Li Yichun.

Zhao Xiaoting said leisurely: "It is your opponent." ”

"All of his basic qualities are exactly the same as yours. In terms of the mastery of the 'seal', it is in a state where it has already been 'formed' and is only one step away from the 'inch heart'. ”

"If you have mastered the 'heart', you can easily win, but if you can't, you will definitely lose."

As for mastering the "Huncheng" of the previous seal, there is no need to assess the first-class descendants!

Li Yichun has a steady personality, and wrinkles appear on his brows at this moment, as if he is surprised, and like an indescribable emotion.

After exercising hard in the past two days, Li Yichun only felt the taste of "virtual shadow in front of him" and "both subject and object" in his senses, which was very helpful to his own understanding.

But now it really has become an external entity, and it is still its own opponent...... It's really mysterious!

Zhao Xiaoting said: "What are you waiting for? The place is spacious enough. Let's go. ”

As soon as Li Yichun's thoughts were closed, he immediately looked solemn, and came to the center of the scroll with the "mirror image".

Stand opposite each other and stand still for three seconds.

Catapult, sortie!

Extreme static becomes extremely dynamic.

Xu Zhenyun, who was watching the battle, flashed a trace of joy in his eyes.

During the first war with Fairyou, Xu Zhenyun had already perceived the actual combat system of "martial arts", which was very different from what he imagined; An elite-level martial arts genius is definitely not a "large body cultivator".

But I was in the bureau at the time, and there was no video to keep, so this perception was not specific enough.

Now as a bystander, it is clear at a glance.

The metaphor for the "metal slug" is still sluggish.

In fact, from the perspective of a bystander, the "elasticity" of Li Yichun's body is visible to the naked eye!

It has the regularity of 100 alchemy iron, but also does not lose its flexibility.

Fast-impacting graphics that are pleasing to the eye.

Fast, concise, and elegant, but at a glance there is an obvious "extraordinary" temperament, not like mortal means.

Super rubber man?

No, a mixture of "alloy" and "rubber"?

Li Yichun and his "mirror image" scuffled together, and the two sides exchanged fists and feet, and dozens of blows went down in an instant, but it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Suddenly, Li Yichun punched out.

After being avoided by the "mirror image", he did not slow down, rushed straight out dozens of feet away, almost reached the edge of the "picture scroll", and then turned around sharply, ready to blow!

"Mirror" double fists into a well bar, block.

The fists and arms intersected, and a little concussive force overflowed, spreading out like water waves, and gradually conducting.

Both "Li Yichun" were slightly deformed, passing from the point of collision to the feet, and there was a noticeable depression under the foot formation.

Xu Zhenyun secretly said that it was a pity.

Li Yichun's blow was directed towards the "inch heart", but it was unsuccessful.

Li Yichun was not discouraged, he still slid over the trend, rushed to the end of the other end of the formation, turned around again, and prepared to attack, like a classical general's horse battle heads-up.

However, for three consecutive rounds, although the shaking of "Mirror Image" became more and more widespread, the victory was still not scored.

Li Yichun's expression was solemn.

Although Zhao Xiaoting did not explain, he himself sensed it through actual combat:

With the physical strength of his ninth-grade cultivator, if it is an ordinary fighting style, he may not lose much physical strength after tens of thousands of rounds.

But to go to the "inch heart" of achievement, that is another matter, every blow must hold the determination of "surpassing oneself and achieving perfection".

The number of attempts to climb like this must be limited - he has a chance to do so at most!

Ten times later, his comprehension of the "seal" was declared a failure.

In the "old-style assessment" of the former first-class disciples, the losers would not exceed a quarter in proportion; Not to mention that this year, I have improved my method so that I can get two days of "fun" in advance.

Failure, no excuse!

Three more rounds.

By the seventh blow, Li Yichun's fist was a little softer on the arms of the "mirror image"; It seems that the strength is not as abundant as before.

Xu Zhenyun's eyes lit up.

It was clearly seen that this soft blow was surprisingly powerful, and it immediately bounced the "mirror image" more than 100 zhang high, straight into the sky, and seemed to have hit the top of the enchantment.

Li Yichun sat down on the ground suddenly, beads of sweat the size of soybeans dripping down his forehead.

But he didn't have time to wipe it, his eyes were full of joy!

Zhao Xiaoting nodded lightly and said, "Finish in the seventh blow." ”

Wei Xinghe clasped his hands around his chest and said, "You have worked too hard in the past two days. If you cut half the time, you can expect to finish before the five strikes. ”

Li Yichun was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little bit by Wei Xinghe, and his joy dissipated for three points, and he silently returned to his seat.

Immediately afterwards, Ke Yuankai and Su Chengen shot one after another. The results are five strikes and four hits to achieve the "inch heart".

In fact, they and Li Yichun's strength is between them, but they have absorbed Li Yichun's experience, and they directly use the battle array impact method as soon as they come up, and their mentality is more stable.

Zhao Ting's eyebrows condensed slightly, as if he was not too satisfied with this result.

The fourth to leave the table was Lu Shuwen.

He frowned and spit out the "white foreign object", and gently dusted his sleeves.

At the stage of entering the field, Lu Shuwen walked very slowly, with a casual smile, like pretending to be relaxed in front of the big war.

But after standing on the edge of the "picture scroll", his temperament suddenly changed.

A scribe's robe, windless and automatic, with fluttering clothes.

In an instant, he turned into an afterimage and jumped out.

From "standing to the predetermined position" to "officially shooting", there is no seamless connection between the process of reconciling physical and mental construction; It seems that infinite energy has already been accumulated in the dark, and the mind is as light as a weight.

This punch is not a direct hit, but a high leap and a slash in the air!

The mirror "Lu Shuwen" is as immobile as a mountain, and the arms are resisting!

With a fist exchange, the "mirror" kneeled on his right knee; The "picture scroll" under the knee also sunken by at least three inches.

Lu Shuwen's calm face bloomed with surprise.

But this "surprise" was instantly taken back.

It seems that one blow will separate the winner and loser, but this condescending blow, if it is an "inch heart", the "mirror image" should be completely paralyzed on the ground.

It's not close!

Between the lightning and flint, Lu Shuwen looked back.

The moment he was about to send, he was still in perfect condition.

But the moment it really hits the target, it still spreads from an absolute "point" to the size of a mung bean, and it is no longer a perfect "inch heart".

Barely half a step "inch heart".

Lu Shuwen shouted, his eyes protruding!

The left arm, which was originally playing a balancing role in the air, suddenly turned into a fist gesture, and the muscles bulged three inches, and slammed down!

At this time, the "mirror" was hit by the previous blow "half a step inch heart" and lost its combat effectiveness, and this punch quickly smashed into his chest and abdomen.

There was a crisp sound of "bang", and the "mirror" was scattered up and down and broken in two.

Whether it's attack, defense, or endurance, the "mirror" is exactly the same as me.

This is actually the result of a blow falling on Lu Shuwen himself, who is defenseless.

Second blow: "Inch Heart".

Lu Shuwen flew up and kicked half of the "mirror" beside him away, and hit him hard.

Punching his chest three times, Lu Shuwen laughed and said, "After all, I still didn't do it!" ”

Laughing and laughing, two lines of tears flowed.

Then he raised his head, looked at Xu Zhenyun, and asked the sky: "It's a pity that I still haven't been able to catch up with you after all." ”

Xu Zhenyun doesn't need to say more; Between the words, Lu Shuwen seemed to have acquiesced to asking the sky that he could also achieve "one blow to the heart".

Xu Zhenyun was stunned.

At the moment when Lu Shuwen beat his chest, in fact, Xu Zhenyun did not empathize with him, and felt that the other party was suffering from a young illness and was engaged in performance art.

But looking back at all the details of Lu Shuwen's shot, every step and every moment of the end, Xu Zhenyun suddenly realized - in fact, Lu Shuwen was the most prepared one.

Although he did not practice hard like Li Yichun and Su Chengen to the point of sluggishness and black eyes; But his preparation was more accurate, more reasonable, and more attentive.

After the eye contact, although he was speechless, Xu Zhenyun instantly understood the other party's intentions.

Lu Shuwen seems to have a scholarly temperament, but in fact, he thinks very highly of himself, and he doesn't think that he must be inferior to the two martial arts cultivators Xu Zhenyun and Xiang Tianwen in the "Group A".

So he held his breath to achieve "one blow to the heart" and keep pace with Xu and Xiang.

But in the end, it was still one step short.

Xu Zhenyun's "one blow to the heart" was completed as early as in actual combat, and he did not invest any energy in this matter in the past two days.

Although Xu Zhenyun thought that most people would take the "fun" of these two days very seriously.

But it still underestimates how "serious" they are.

Now that I think about it, in addition to the daytime WTO accession homework, I am afraid that once they are quiet, they are using that prop to improve themselves......

Two sleepless nights should be the norm.

Therefore, before Lu Shuwen completely released his emotions, he didn't bring into the other party's state of mind at all......

Xu Zhenyun used to only feel that "lonely as snow" and "unbearable cold in high places" were just moaning without illness; But now I feel a little compassion.

Look up.

Ji Xiaohua is careless; Su Yu Han Mu Ran drinking. Xin Danxuan and Wei Xinghe were full of laughter.

Zhao Xiaoting and the two "uninvited guests" behind him also looked calm, without showing a trace of ripples.

It seems to have become commonplace.

Zhao Jingting glanced at Xiang Tian and said indifferently, "It's your turn." ”

Xiang Tianwen jumped down from his seat and said with a disdainful face: "I don't fight with scarecrows!" ”