Chapter 84 The holy method of a hundred battles! Youthful spirit and veteran

"Bajiquan is the most powerful and powerful boxing method in the world." The old lady slowly said: "As the old saying goes, Tai Chi is the order of the world, and Baji is the foundation of martial arts."

Along with her voice sounded.

The clouds in Guzhuang also started to move.

"Bajiquan, walking is like walking through mud, the feet are no bigger than the knees, the footwork is irregular, there is no bow, there is no eight, there is no horse, there is crowding, rubbing, stamping and crushing..."

Guzhuang Yun raised his head, straightened his body, and sat on his hips. His movements were crisp and powerful, he exhaled and made a sound, and waved his arms violently and continuously, creating a phantom.

"The boxing moves like a stretched bow, and the blows are like thunder."

"This is the three-point hand of the King of Hell."

The old lady's tone was neither urgent nor slow.

"It is one of the eight major moves of Bajiquan.

"The tiger climbs the mountain hard.

"Welcome to the door without caring..."

She performed the eight major moves performed by Gu Zhuangyun one by one.

Finished Bajiquan.

Guzhuang Yun took down the Spring and Autumn Sword from the weapons rack again.

The so-called Spring and Autumn Sword is actually Er Ye’s Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

As he was wielding his sword, the old lady spoke again.

"Spring and Autumn Sword Techniques, including chopping, lifting, hanging, slashing, interception, thrusting and other moves, must be clean and neat. It emphasizes that a broadsword is as fierce as a tiger, and every move must be powerful and majestic.

"In addition, because in ancient times, swords were heavy and people were weak, so if you want to practice Spring and Autumn Swordsman, you must have a solid foundation in boxing, and your waist, leg and arm strength must be strong enough.

"Actually." The old lady turned to look at Fang Ke.

"If you want to practice weapons, you must first practice your fists and kicks. Once you practice your fists and kicks thoroughly, your weapons will become an extension of your body.

"Next, you will practice boxing and kicking with me first."

Fang Ke nodded to express receipt.

Soon.

After finishing practicing the Spring and Autumn Knife in Guzhuang Yun, the old lady reached out and grabbed the knife and lifted it into her hand.

"My sword practice is pretty good, but it lacks a bit of strength, not like a tiger, but like a cat."

As the old lady spoke, she threw the knife with her right hand, held it with both hands, and turned right to pick up the knife.

A moment.

The old lady was like a tiger emerging from its cage, its fangs and claws exposed, and a terrifying aura erupted from her skinny body.

She continued to swing the knife, stepped back to the right, circled the knife upwards to the right with her body, and flashed the knife in front of her chest.

There was a clang of a knife.

Gu Zhuangyun, who was standing in front of him, subconsciously stepped back.

Fang Ke also gasped.

The old lady didn't seem to use any energy or blood, but the aura on her body was majestic and thick, with fierce murderous intent, permeating all directions.

"Don't use this move to become a bastard. The one who wields the sword is the overlord, a tiger that can rise up and kill at any time. It is not defensive or retreating. Those who use the spring and autumn sword are fierce generals.

"You have vitality powers, don't be afraid of getting hurt, fight your opponents for your life, you won't be the one who dies!"

The old lady threw the knife to Guzhuang Yun and asked him to figure it out for himself.

Guzhuang Yun was driven to a corner of the practice room, and he felt sour in his heart as he watched the old lady teaching Fang Ke step by step...

Fang Ke didn't care what he thought and concentrated on practicing with the old lady.

"There are many ancient martial arts sects, and there are countless kinds of martial arts. The parts of the body that are used are varied from head to toe, almost everywhere in the body, and each is different.

"Every muscle and every bone in the human body plays various roles in combat.

"Before the spiritual energy is revived, there is no way to practice cultivation, the body is not good enough, and it is difficult to practice martial arts.

"After the spiritual energy is revived, the path of cultivation continues. It is simple to strengthen the body, and it is also easy to practice martial arts. There is no need to exercise the body anymore. You only need to learn moves, routines, responses, and 'intention'."

The old lady stood in front of Fang Ke with her hands behind her back.

"Over the years, I have combined various ancient martial arts schools, discarded all physical training methods, and compiled and condensed a set of fighting methods that correspond to the muscles and bones of the human body.

"I named it the Holy Law of Hundred Wars."

Far away.

Guzhuang Yun stopped playing with the knife and came over quietly.

The old lady found out, but didn't care about him.

She turned on the projection in the practice room.

"This method has a total of 129,600 martial arts moves, involving the mobilization of all the muscles of the human body, as well as the range of motion of the joints, the way of exerting force, and the extreme movements that can be achieved.

"After practicing this method, no matter what opponent or attack you face, you will be able to make the most appropriate response.

"If you can learn this method, and the energy and blood of your whole body can be connected and melted into one, your combat power can be increased several times!"

Talking room.

The projection lights up, and a picture of the old lady appears on it.

She made a weird move and labeled it with text.

"Moon-holding pose," the old lady explained: "It mobilizes a muscle from the inside of the forearm, the outside of the big arm, to the back that is not usually used."

Fang Ke acted according to the picture.

The old lady stepped forward, touched his forearm, and pressed it gently.

Fang Ke felt his muscles numb.

"It's this tendon, try to tighten it and feel its existence." The old lady's fingers fell on his upper arm, pressed again, and then on his back.

"These are muscles that are not usually used in some movements. Remember their existence and mobilize them, and you can make moves that others cannot do.

"These are the foundation of the Holy Law of Hundred Wars!"

Guzhuang Yun was imitating by himself. He had a foundation in ancient martial arts and could learn it faster than Fang Ke.

The old lady didn't care about him and let him learn.

"If you want to practice the Holy Law of Hundred Wars, there are three major difficulties." The old lady said while teaching Fang Ke to feel the existence of all the muscles, bones and muscles on his body.

"The first is to sense oneself, control various parts of the body, and be able to mobilize them.

"Second, all the 129,600 moves must be memorized in your mind.

"Third, you must have a good idea of ​​the situations that each move will deal with, as well as your own strength and the level of attack or defense you can achieve, and truly practice it thoroughly.

"If you do this, you are already a beginner in the Holy Law of Hundred Wars."

The old lady cut out the second action on the projection and continued.

"After getting started, if you want to continue to practice the Holy Law of Hundred Wars, you need to mobilize the qi and blood all over your body, smelt them into one, and gather all your qi and blood together.

"No matter which part, which muscle or bone exerts force, the whole body's strength can be gathered and punched out from this place.

"In this way, the Holy Law of Hundred Wars can be regarded as a small state. At this time, no matter whether you are on the shoulders, elbows, palms, or even the back and abdomen, as long as you exert force, you will have the strongest power. Under the same state, no matter how talented or evil you are, you can

Sweep!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!

While Fang Ke was making movements, feeling his muscles and bones, his heart was stirring.

All over the body, with a movement of the palms and fingers, no matter where the force is exerted, the energy and blood of the whole body can be mobilized. Is this realm really possible?

A flick of the finger is like a punch?

Is this still a small success?

What does Dacheng look like?

"Dacheng's Holy Law of Hundred Wars talks about a 'meaning', which can also be said to be a 'Tao'. Your energy, belief, martial arts, etc., everything is integrated into that qi and blood, filling it with

In everything inside you.

"Every muscle and every piece of your flesh is filled with your will and your martial arts, boiling your blood and burning everything about you.

"Power beyond the shackles bursts out from your body. Every move and every move you make is ten times more powerful than yourself!

"This is the Holy Law of Great Hundred Wars!"

The old lady's tone was calm, but Fang Ke and Gu Zhuangyun both felt the incomparable power from it.

This power is surging, blazing, and burning everything.

"Fang Ke, you only need to learn the Holy Law of Hundred Wars. In terms of combat experience, no one can compare with you in the same situation!

"The small amount of holy magic that can be achieved within the human race can only be measured in the palm of a hand!

"With the Dharma accomplished, you are the second best person in the world!"

The old lady's voice was filled with powerful confidence.

Her Holy Law of Hundred Wars is not kept secret, and many powerful people in the human race practice it.

But not everyone can learn this holy method!

Among the human race, there are only a few people who can get started.

As for achieving great achievements in cultivation, except for her, the pioneer of the holy law, no one else, not even the two ministers, can achieve it!

This is the talent of the first person in Guwu!

The old lady left after talking for more than four hours.

Fang Ke and Gu Zhuangyun practiced in the practice room for more than two hours, and they did not leave until almost two o'clock in the morning.

Return to your dormitory.

Fang Ke summoned the ants, took out the spiritual metal, let the ants swallow it and tempered it, and then lay down.

Before going to bed.

He recalled what he had learned today in his mind...

……

The next day.

Classes during the day.

I didn't go to the practice room in the evening - the old lady said, just go once every three days.

After tempering the bones in the training room, I practiced and experienced the holy method of hundreds of battles by myself.

After two days of this, on the third night, I went to the practice room again to learn the Holy Law of Hundred Wars from the old lady...

The third week of school.

Friday afternoon.

Fang Ke and others washed their hands and left from a classroom on the 36th floor of the martial arts arena.

Immediately, staff entered the classroom and carried out the tattered corpses of aliens.

"Going to practice?" Su Ming asked Fang Ke.

"Yes." Fang Ke nodded. In the past three weeks, he basically spent time in the practice room after class: "Are you going too?"

"Go!" Su Ming nodded heavily: "I worked in the training room for twenty days and earned about 300 credits, just for training!"

The two of them walked together, and Fang Ke took him on a bicycle, chatting on the road.

"I heard that the old students this time seem to be in contact with people in the class?" Fang Ke asked Su Ming.

In addition to attending classes, the students in the class practice cultivation, and they don’t have many personal contacts.

Only people like Su Ming who are well-informed know better.

Su Ming nodded.

"Yes, club recruitment, all martial arts clubs and new students have been recruited, and now we are contacting the students in our class.

"However, not many people in the class joined."

Students in gifted classes are treated differently from ordinary classes.

Their martial arts training is taught by nine martial arts teachers who are good at swords, guns, swords, halberds, fists, and kicks.

If people in the class want to learn anything, they can go to the teacher to practice at any time.

However.

There are several clubs that are different.

The old student in charge of admissions said that their club was well organized even on the battlefield of all races.

Once you go there, you can get to know those senior brothers who are at the level of military commanders or even martial sects, which is equivalent to having a backer immediately.

Some people in the class have joined these clubs.

Fang Ke was also invited, and the promise made to him was very high.

For example, as soon as he arrives at the battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, he will immediately be introduced to a strong man at the level of the King of Martial Arts for guidance, or various other benefits.

But he paid no attention to any of them.

Su Ming said: "There are several clubs asking for information about you. I guess they are looking for you to earn credits."

Fang Ke's eyes moved slightly: "Which ones?"

He was not surprised at all when someone asked about him.

I even feel that these people came too late.

On the first day of school, Gao Xiaolan told him that there was a group of Fengtian disciples in the school who were in great demand for credits and would definitely come to him.

This is also one of the old lady’s purposes for exposing him.

During these three weeks.

Some of the offers he rejected must have come from these people.

Failed to win over.

They were finally ready to take action against Fang Ke.

Of course.

In the past three weeks, it’s not like no one has come to challenge him.

But Zhu Cheng and Meng Xiu both have combat prowess at the level of a first-grade martial artist.

Among the old students, not many people are their opponents - after all, geniuses usually break through the martial arts in their freshman year and enter the battlefield of all races. The rest who have not broken through, except for those with ulterior motives, are all average.

Many people come to challenge.

But none of them passed the test of Zhu Cheng and Meng Xiu.

Therefore, Fang Ke has lived a relatively peaceful life during these three weeks.

But now.

Now that those old students have begun to inquire about him, it means that they are going to take action.

From Fang Ke, earn a lot of credits in exchange for resources.

"It's time to clean up these moths."

Fang Ke's eyes flickered as he entered the training room.

There are some people like Fengtian Sect who are timid and cowardly and dare not go to the battlefield of all races. They are just worms to all martial arts universities!

To know.

Purchasing spirit stones or other resources within Wuhan University is much cheaper than purchasing them from channels such as Warrior Building.

This is the subsidy given to geniuses by the entire human race.

They are the seniors on the battlefield of all races. They fight desperately to seize the resources and train the younger generations of the human race.

It's such a waste to feed it to the borers.

Enter the training room.

Fang Ke took out the spirit stone, took the bone-tempering powder, and practiced blood elixir.

With the help of numerous resources.

Twenty days.

His bone tempering degree has exceeded 80%, and he has entered the eighth-level warrior realm.

I have been practicing for a long time.

After the spiritual energy of several spiritual stones was exhausted, he stood up and assumed various postures, feeling the existence of the muscles and bones in his body.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!

These days.

The old lady had already pointed out all the muscles and muscles on his body to him, and began to teach him moves.

There are hundreds of thousands of moves, involving all parts from head to toe.

With just one hand, there are hundreds of various moves such as splitting, blocking, and tipping.

Learn these.

Not only does it require a strong memory, but it also requires sufficient control over oneself.

Fang Ke practiced in the training room for a long time.

"It should be about the same. You have learned too much, and you won't be able to realize much in just a few moments. Learn early and cool down early."

He sat down while muttering to himself, his heart moving slightly.

Large caterpillars appeared next to him - he was ready to cheat.

After more than 40 days of long cooling, the caterpillar’s ​​talent of cocooning and enlightenment can finally be used again.

Caterpillars climbed up one by one, spinning silk and cocoons around Fang Ke.

Soon.

Fang Ke was wrapped in a big white cocoon.

Inside the cocoon.

He didn't dare waste time, so he gathered his thoughts and quickly recalled what he had learned these days - only on his right arm!

Along with everything quiet down.

His perception reaches its peak.

The muscles and bones on his body were controlled by it, trembling and beating, showing Fang Ke's control over them at their peak.

At the same time.

Hundreds of moves related to the right arm flashed through his mind one by one.

Fingers, palms, wrists, arms, elbows, all the moves involved, combined with their application, quickly become one.

Soon.

Fang Ke felt that every cell in his arm seemed to be conscious, able to receive his instructions instantly and make all possible responses!

The next moment.

There is a noise in my ears.

The feeling of enlightenment dissipates.

Fang Ke tore open the cocoon and came out, putting away the languid caterpillars.

His eyes fell on his right arm.

My heart moved slightly.

He saw his hand, starting from the tip of the little finger, then the ring finger, middle finger, index finger, and thumb.

The five fingers are as flexible as dancing, and the five fingers are dancing different dances!

Soon.

The rhythm of the five fingers spreads to the palm, then the wrist, forearm, elbow...

A whole arm makes all kinds of incredible movements, and the speed is fast and the moves are smooth, just like an arm dancer who has practiced for a lifetime.

The next moment.

Fang Ke's arm suddenly froze, and he suddenly clenched his fist and punched out, and when he punched, it turned into chopping palms, pointing fingers, tiger claws, etc.

A punch was thrown out, and the changes were extremely strange...

"One arm has hundreds of moves. If you master it to a small degree, you can use 129,600 moves to attack and defend from any part of the body.

"The holy method of a hundred battles is so miraculous!"

Fang Ke was filled with admiration.

The old lady principal is so strong!

By smelting the ancient martial arts of the human race and combining them with the body structure, we developed this magical skill that integrates all kinds of techniques.

This.

Even the two ministers are hard to compare!

Practice sword skills for a while.

Fang Ke left the practice room.

The communicator rang, it was Su Ming.

"Fang Ke, come to the martial arts arena quickly, let's start a fight!"

……

Martial arts arena.

After class, Fang Ke and Su Ming went to the practice room.

Most of the other students in the class did not leave. Instead, they went to the first floor of the martial arts arena and chose to compete with other races - not only to consolidate the knowledge they had learned, but also to earn credits.

After red-haired Zhu Cheng finished a fight and rested, he found another alien who was in a suitable state and whose record was not particularly outrageous.

Just ready to make an appointment.

Someone is approaching.

"Zhu Cheng, I heard that you are guarding the goal for Fang Ke? We are all going to ask him to earn some credits. Who do you think you will fight first?"

Zhu Cheng turned around and saw twenty or thirty people in front of him, all looking at him with smiles on their faces.

He frowned slightly.

"Senior Xu, what do you mean?"

Xu Changjun said with a smile: "It's not interesting. Didn't the principal say that whoever can beat Fang Ke once will get a thousand credits.

"We old students, our talents are not very good, and we have never been able to break through the martial arts. We can only earn more credits and try to sprint.

"It would be too ugly if I couldn't make a breakthrough before graduation and were expelled from the Imperial Martial Arts School."

A sneer came from the side.

"In order to avoid being expelled, you can voluntarily drop out of school."

The speaker was Meng Xiu.

He strode to Zhu Cheng's side and looked at Xu Changzhen and others.

"I am also the one guarding the goal for Fang Ke. If you want to compete with Fang Ke, you should beat us first.

"Just in time, I also want to see how weak you are, the weaklings who have been unable to break through the martial arts masters for two or three years!"

He spoke very rudely, making a group of old students look downcast.

Xu Changjun still had a smile on his face: "Okay, there are so many of us, you two probably can't beat us. Which two seniors do you two want to give you some advice?"

There were screams nearby, and another person from the genius class stood up.

"Who says there are only two of them, so do I!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Throughout the hall on the first floor, students from the gifted class spoke one after another.

"Yes, who said there are only two of them?"

"You guys want to fight with each other?"

"This is Mr. Huangwu. He is so shameless. No wonder he has never been able to break through the martial arts master!"

"I am also in the genius class. I consider myself no match for Fang Ke, so I will guard the door for Fang Ke today!"

"That's right! I want to challenge Fang Ke. Let's talk about it after we win!"
Chapter completed!