Theoretically speaking, as long as you have a secret book, you can draw endless draws, but generally no one will do that. Because a person's energy in life is limited, it is extremely difficult to practice one kind of skill, let alone practice multiple kinds.
, even people with great talent are subject to the constraints of time.
Only those who have drawn duplicate cheats, or those who want to develop their power and give their subordinates some kung fu training, will think that the more kung fu the better.
However, the power developed in this way will not be very strong, because the rule that "the secret book that has been sacrificed cannot be practiced to perfection" is not only valid for the exiles themselves, but also for the people who are taught it.
To put it bluntly, this mechanism is targeted by two cosmic wills at the same time. At best, you can wholesale third- and second-grade warriors, but you will never be able to produce first-grade masters.
Smart friends must have noticed the state of 'superior perfection', which is a state possessed by every kind of martial arts. It means that the essence of understanding has reached the extreme that the predecessors can achieve. It also means that in this kind of martial arts,
There is no limit within the range. As long as you can continue to become stronger, you can continue to upgrade with your martial arts skills.
If you create a matching internal skill, then the third level will be promoted to the second level. If you understand the true meaning of the relevant martial arts, then the third level will be promoted to the first level. If you use this thing to break the void, then it is the secret skill of the Earth Ranking!
But the premise of all this is that you can practice a kind of martial arts to a superb state.
Is it difficult? It’s difficult!
Sometimes we have to admit that talent is a very mysterious thing. Some people have strong arms but short and stubby lower limbs. Such people are suitable for boxing. Some people have long, round and powerful legs. If they practice kicking, they will get twice the result with half the effort.
Some people are born with eight fingers, and without their little finger they are suitable for playing the guqin. This makes no sense.
What Zuo Zhou is good at is archery.
Lianzhu Arrow is a third-level martial arts. It has no supporting internal skills, no true meaning of martial arts, and not even complicated moves and routines. All it has is a method, a method of converging the power of two arrows at one point. But it was unexpected.
It perfectly fits Zuo Zhou himself. From this point of view, he is the Emperor of Europe.
The result of this fit was that Zuo Zhou had already mastered the art of arrows three years ago!
Zuo Zhou didn't know if it was difficult to practice a kind of martial arts to a superb state. Anyway, among the exiles he knew, no one had practiced even a third-grade martial arts to this level. Of course, it might also be because his social circle was relatively narrow.
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After practicing the Lianzhu Arrow to perfection, Zuo Zhou did not blindly sacrifice it to the lottery, because he could only draw the third grade by sacrificing the third grade. His energy was limited, so instead of gambling on the unknown secret book that he didn't know whether to use or not, he might as well
More time is spent practicing Taoist health-preserving skills. After all, this is a method he has practiced for sixteen years, and he has a feeling that Taoist health-preserving skills are about to reach perfection, but...it seems that there is still some missing opportunity.
Facing the arrogant and arrogant young man in colorful clothes, Zuo Zhou always remained calm and restrained. Even when the beggar man was defeated, he did not panic. Naturally, it was because he had a unique skill in his hands.
The Orchid Sword was placed on the bowstring, stretched until the full moon, and shot out.
Then use your ultimate speed to draw out two more arrows, shoot one arrow out, and then shoot out the other arrow, and call it a day!
It was like three meteors flashed across the dark night sky. The third arrow hit the second arrow and fell powerlessly. The second arrow suddenly accelerated as if the air was torn apart. Then the second arrow hit the Orchid Sword, three times.
The attack power is instantly superimposed.
The second arrow exploded into powder and fell to the ground, while Orchid Sword suddenly bloomed with a dazzling blade. The buzzing sound of the sword was like an electric drill, stimulating everyone's brains.
Its image was blurred for a while, and finally even disappeared from everyone's eyes, until the entire sword blade was pierced into the ground, and everything settled.
The face of the young man in fine clothes gradually turned gray, and waves of fatigue spread throughout his body. He tried to lower his head and found that the lower left side of his chest was empty, and no blood even flowed out of the smooth wound for a short period of time.
"You...are all...exiles, why do you..."
The young man in rich clothes looked at Zuo Zhou standing on the roof, his pupils shrinking as if he wanted to remember this figure firmly.
Zuo Zhou looked at him from a distance, his eyes like stars, and it was as if the night sky was brightening because of him, "The person who raised me was not an exile!"
This was the last sentence the young man in Chinese clothes heard. Looking at the slowly closing eyes, he might have some understanding, or he might be planning how to take revenge in the next life, but don't worry about these.
In the world of martial arts, who doesn’t have a few awesome enemies?
"Put down your weapons and surrender without killing!"
Magistrate Hua made a big jump and jumped from outside the courtyard gate into the courtyard gate. He slammed the big gun in his hand to the ground. There was a metal clang and the gun barrel bounced off the ground.
However, those servants were already frightened out of their wits and would not pay attention to this. Now when they saw a strong figure, they immediately became frightened.
When Magistrate Hua saw this, he laughed and said, "Come here, put these villains in jail until I have time to interrogate them."
A group of police officers immediately restrained the murderers with shackles and pushed them away before they left.
Zuo Zhou ignored them, found an angle from the side and climbed down from the roof, trotting all the way towards the handsomely dressed young man. He was so simple even if he didn't know how to do Qinggong.
Revenge? Humph, if you let me find out the Nine Yin White Bone Claws, you can practice the Five Tiger Door-Breaking Sword honestly for the rest of your life!
Although Zuo Zhou was proud, he still kicked the body of the young man in Chinese clothes out of caution. After all, as long as there was physical contact, there was no need to use his hands.
Well, this is the voice dubbed by Zuo Zhou himself, and a secret code appeared in his mind... Isn't it golden?
In an instant, Zuo Zhou felt full of malice. Why is it not a unique skill? They all have the same chance, so why is it not a unique skill?
"How come you have so much knowledge but don't practice it? You do so many third-level martial arts...Gan!"
"What's wrong, Guard Zuo, is he injured?" Shibi Khan ran to Zuo Zhou with a dagger in his hand and looked him up and down. Huh, those fast-moving government officials only know how to take credit, only he can feel sorry for people!
Zuo Zhou sighed to adjust his mood and raised his trembling hands, "It's okay, it's just the aftereffects of using his ultimate move."
As a third-level martial art, the limit of Renju Arrow is two-star Renju. Only after he has practiced it to perfection can he further use the three-star Renju technique. However, he has neither internal strength nor external skills. Even if he knows the principle of four-star Renju, he cannot use it. Besides, he has no internal strength and no external skills.
When the three-dimensional force is concentrated on an arrow, ordinary arrows cannot bear it at all, which means that Orchid Sword is a first-class magic weapon, otherwise it will explode on the spot.
"Uncle Hong! Uncle Hong! You...what will we do if you die?"
Listening to the cry of the beggar girl next to him, Zuo Zhou finally remembered that there was still a master to bury.