In fact, using martial arts to fight against people can increase the corresponding proficiency, Zhou Heng had guessed before.

This is also logical.

But he didn't expect that he could actually gain proficiency from his fighting opponents!

If he was as expected—

When the proficiency level of the Eighteen Styles of Divine Power reaches 1, he should be able to officially learn this martial art!

This means that as long as he fights long enough, he can even directly learn the martial arts performed by his opponent!

Usually, the martial arts hall will only teach the apprentices who have not entered the product three nine-grade martial arts, one internal strong pile skill, one body method, and one martial arts used to attack, so as to avoid the apprentice's martial arts being too many but not refined, and it is difficult to enter the nine grades.

Of course, you can learn more if you want to.

You can only learn by watching others practice martial arts.

However, for the martial arts experience of an apprentice, unless you are a genius with extremely high qualifications and understanding, it is extremely difficult to learn the Nine Rank Martial Arts on your own.

It is almost impossible to succeed.

Even, if there is no nine-rank martial artist around to guide and explain, it is possible that you will practice yourself by yourself.

But if you want people to teach, you have to spend money.

And it's expensive!

As little as dozens of taels, as much as hundreds of taels!

It's completely different from the low basic tuition.

This is the rule of the martial arts hall.

Now, you can learn new martial arts by fighting!

That's a lot of money!

Thinking of this, Zhou Heng's eyes suddenly lit up.

At this time, Lin Cang took a step forward and said with a smile: "What's the matter, Xiao Zhou, just took a palm, it's not good?"

"How could it not work!" Zhou Heng raised the blade in his palm and laughed loudly: "Master Lin! it's not over yet! Let's continue to fight for three hundred rounds!"

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......

Airplanes!

Zheng!

The sound of the palm wind colliding with the knife, and the sound of the blade cutting through the air intertwined in the hall of the Longxing Martial Arts Hall.

The figures of Zhou Heng and Lin Cang flickered and flickered, and the battle was very fierce.

For a time, it was up and down.

People watched intently.

For the apprentices of the martial arts hall, such a battle is a very rare opportunity to learn actual combat.

Yu He looked at Zhou Heng, who had not lost the wind in the confrontation with Lin Cang, and exclaimed in his heart: "I didn't even find out that he was already so strong." ”

"Brother Heng'er is really amazing!" Yun Sleeve looked at Zhou Heng's figure happily, and said secretly: "Before entering the product, you can fight like this with a nine-rank martial artist with a perfect sword technique, this is really a martial arts wizard." ”

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......

"You are using the martial arts [Longxing Nei Zhuang Pile Gong] [Nine Pins] to defuse the strength of your attack, and your proficiency is +1. ”

"You used the martial arts [Twelve Paths Mountain Splitting Knife Technique] [Nine Pins] to perform a subtle attack, and your proficiency is +3. ”

"You used the martial arts "Eight Steps of Flying Grass" [Nine Pins] to perform a thrilling dodge, and your proficiency is +2. ”

......

"Lin Cang is using the martial arts "Shenwei Eighteen Styles" [Nine Grades] to attack you, you successfully parry, and your proficiency in "Shenwei Eighteen Styles" is +0.06. ”

"Lin Cang is using the martial arts "Shenwei Eighteen Styles" [Nine Grades] to attack you, you have performed a perfect parry, and your proficiency in the "Shenwei Eighteen Styles" is +0.2. ”

......

"Congratulations! After a fierce battle, your proficiency in the "Eighteen Styles of Divine Might" [Nine Ranks] has reached 1, and you have officially learned this martial art!"

"Since you have cultivated the "Twelve Paths Mountain Splitting Knife Technique" [Nine Grades] to perfection, and you have quite a comprehension of the palm technique, the proficiency of the "Eighteen Styles of Divine Might" [Nine Grades] has automatically reached the intermediate level. ”

......

Under Lin Cang's palm-like attack, Zhou Heng finally officially learned this nine-rank palm technique through continuous parrying, resisting, and dodging.

And the proficiency has directly reached the intermediate level.

This is not a strange thing, many of the swords, guns, swords, halberds and fists and feet in the martial arts of the lower three grades are the same, and "Shenwei Eighteen Styles" can be regarded as a sword technique performed with the palm of the flesh.

At this time, Lin Cang, who was fighting with Zhou Heng, was more and more frightened, he clearly felt that at the beginning, Zhou Heng's palm technique was still very reluctant, but he quickly became proficient, and even seemed to be able to predict the change of his moves at some times.

Obviously he was just an apprentice, and he didn't fall behind in the battle with the Nine Rank Martial Artists, and even-

The more you fight, the stronger you get!

Very long-lasting!

"This kid can't have learned the Eighteen Styles of Divine Power in the course of the battle, right?" Lin Cang's heart suddenly had a very ridiculous idea.

Soon he dismissed the idea himself.

How is this possible!

Even if the Jiupin martial arts is not a particularly advanced martial art, it is not easy for an apprentice who has not yet entered the product to learn it formally.

A genius who can learn martial arts just by fighting, he has never seen it!

But Zhou Heng is becoming more and more comfortable with his palm attacks, which is also a fact.

What's going on?

Lin Cang was very puzzled in his heart.

"Master Lin, you're distracted!"

Zhou Heng noticed Lin Cang's mood change, and immediately let out a low shout, and the blade in his hand turned along the side of the opposite palm wind, bypassing all defenses, and slashing towards Lin Cang's door!

"Wow! Good knife skills!"

"To win!?"

"That's amazing!"

"Oh my god!"

The onlookers here couldn't help but marvel at this scene, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

Zhou Heng is actually going to win!?

He has only been practicing martial arts for two years, and he has not yet entered the product, is he actually better than Master Lin, who has been in the ninth grade for more than ten years?

Even if Master Lin just used a pair of fleshy palms to compete with Zhou Heng, who was holding a knife, he was already at a disadvantage, but the physical strength, strength, and skills of the Nine Rank Martial Arts were all all-round crushing the unqualified!

Not to mention the combat skills and martial arts experience that have been honed for decades!

Zhou Heng can actually win!?

Incredible!

Airplanes!

At this moment, a somewhat deep loud bang suddenly exploded, and the air surged violently.

Facing Zhou Heng's knife, Lin Cang brazenly slapped!

The momentum of this palm was like a mountain and sea in the lower realm of the gods, so that the area around him was shrouded by the palm wind, blocking all the range of action of Zhou Heng in front of him!

Zhou Heng only felt that the boundless palm power was coming, and there were killing machines in all directions!

There is no way to avoid it!

Can only parry!

Zheng!

Slap in the face!

The blade in Zhou Heng's palm trembled, and he let out a mournful roar!

At the moment when Lin Cang's palm hit the blade, Zhou Heng only felt a vast and majestic force coming, and the shock of the tiger's mouth hurt, and the knife in his hand was immediately shattered.

It seems that the winner has been decided!

Seeing this, the excitement just now suddenly fell to a low point.

Still lost.

However, this is also normal, the gap between the unentered product and the ninth product is too big.

"Whew-"

Lin Cang exhaled, he had already exerted all his strength in the palm just now, and said secretly: "This kid is really difficult to deal with, how can he be so familiar with the Eighteen Styles of Divine Power, it's like he has already learned it." ”

But at this time-

Zhou Heng's left hand suddenly raised, and his five fingers came together into a hand, making a knife swing, and rushing forward with lightning speed, and in an instant, the hand knife stopped at Lin Cang's neck.

Kamui Eighteen Style!

The man of God wields a sword!

Zhou Heng!

Victory!

Lin Cang looked stunned.

Yu He and the other martial arts apprentices were even more dumbfounded!

The hall of the martial arts hall is full of dead silence!

Falling pins can be heard!

At the same time, Zhou Heng heard a hint.

"Congratulations! Defeat the evenly matched opponent Lin Cang, Lucky Bag [Silver] +1. ”

"Lucky Bag [Silver]: It is all-encompassing, all-encompassing, and you can get surprising rewards when you open it. ”