A Collection of Chapters Eleven and Twelve by Murong Ting
"It is difficult for every practitioner to exert 100% of his or her own level of strength. In order to allow this power to be exerted, combat skills are developed. Depending on the type of combat skills, some combat skills can exert 100% of their own level.
Eighty percent of the power, but some combat skills can exert 100% or even 20% of the power." On the sex court, a long-haired girl wearing black clothing was seriously explaining the knowledge of combat skills.
This class is a combat skills class, and what is being explained at this time is Murong Ting, the combat skills teacher of Tianwu Academy. Tianwu Academy is divided into three grades, and each grade is divided into two semesters. The first grade
The semester is about laying the foundation, but the combat skills class requires a certain foundation. It is taught in the second semester. This is also the first time Qin Tian has taken the combat skills class.
"Combat skills are also divided into four levels of heaven, earth, black and yellow according to the degree of power they can exert, and each level is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. Although the Running Bull Fist I want to teach you today is only a set of high-quality yellow
A super-level combat skill, but when practiced to a high level, it can be compared to ordinary low-level Xuan-level combat skills."
Unlike in the theory class where no one paid attention, everyone in the sex court listened attentively. Everyone understood the importance of combat skills. After listening to Murong Ting's words, the originally quiet sex court suddenly started to buzz with discussions.
"What? Superior yellow-level combat skills."
"No way, you have to know that the most powerful combat skill in my family is a set of high-grade yellow-level combat skills, and it was given to my father as a family heirloom."
"As expected of the Tianwu Academy, the top yellow-level combat skills are displayed casually. I wonder what level the most powerful combat skills in the academy are."
Listening to the words of everyone in the audience, Murong Ting had no expression on her face. She had seen this situation many times, and it was similar among the freshmen every year.
However, this year's freshmen seemed to be a little different. Murong Ting's eyes looked at the freshmen. At this time, there was a figure that was particularly special. It was not that this freshman was so eye-catching, but that he was the only one who was distracted in his class.
Murong Ting even vaguely felt that there was a trace of pity in the young man's eyes looking at her.
Murong Ting hated this look. She had had enough of it before coming to Tianwu Academy.
"You, yes, it's you, come forward, what's your name?" Seeing that look, Murong Ting felt agitated and directly called her by name.
"Teacher, my name is Qin Tian." The boy whose name was called stepped out of the team and responded.
"Qin Tian, are you dissatisfied with the way I teach?"
"Report teacher, no."
"Then do you have any dissatisfaction with me?"
"Tell the teacher, I have no dissatisfaction."
"Since there is no dissatisfaction, why don't you listen carefully when I lecture? If I see you distracted next time, you will not come to my class in the future." Looking into the boy's eyes, Murong Ting said impatiently.
"Hey, have you offended Teacher Murong?" Chen Xi's voice sounded softly when he returned to the team again.
"No, I'm sure this is the first time she and I have met." Qin Tian was pulled out for a scolding for no apparent reason. Qin Tian said with a wry smile. He didn't even know what was going on.
He wanted to say something else, but suddenly Qin Tian felt a chill in his body, turned his eyes away, and suddenly saw a cold gaze.
Looking at that cold gaze, Qin Tian had a feeling that if he said one more word, he would definitely be kicked out on the spot. He immediately stopped what he was going to say, but there was still a hint of pity in his eyes.
Based on the intermediate pharmacist knowledge he gained from the system, he could clearly feel that the girl in front of him was sick, and had been sick for a long time. If he didn't expect it, in just half a year, the girl would become a
A useless person will die of illness within a year.
Ice erysipelas is a slow poison. The poisoned person will slowly disappear within five years, and finally become a disabled person. After suffering enough of the pain of disappearing cultivation, the body will freeze.
This is a very vicious poison. The most important thing is that the body of the poisoned person will emit a cold breath as soon as it is dark, making the poisoned person miserable. Because the cold air is emitted from the body, even if it is added
No amount of clothes is enough.
Qin Tian could tell with his eyes that Murong Ting had been suffering from ice erysipelas for more than four years. Thinking of the cold air that Murong Ting had to face every day for the past four years, Qin Tian felt chilly.
Of course, Qin Tian can cure this kind of poison. Although this poison is very troublesome, it happens to be one of the few poisons that can be cured without any cultivation.
However, Qin Tian understands that if he talks about the cure method like this, then what awaits him will definitely be dealt with. Because of this kind of poison, the girl must take off her clothes, and then use the refined medicine liquid through the silver.
Treatment can only be achieved by inserting needles into acupuncture points, and this treatment method is not successful in one go, but requires several courses of treatment.
Of course, there is a simpler method. Because it is cold poison, as long as you communicate with the man in yin and yang, the masculine and masculine energy of the man can neutralize this poison.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, but Qin Tian never thought about being such a good person. Judging from his knowledge, ice erysipelas definitely belongs to a profound medicine science. If he wants to rescue him, his identity as a medicine practitioner will inevitably be exposed.
, it will definitely be investigated by then, and it is very likely that Yaowang Valley will be aware of it.
It would be better for him to do less things that can attract Yaowang Valley's attention. Now he mainly works hard to strengthen his strength, Qin Tian thought in his heart and looked at Murong Ting again.
"Bull-running boxing is based on strength, which is extremely powerful. The emphasis is on every attack, the power is concentrated instantly, and every blow can explode with terrifying force." At this time, Murong Ting was explaining Bull-running.
He followed the explanation of the essentials of boxing, and his body made movements one by one, and his graceful figure seemed to turn into a dancing black butterfly.
"Moo..." When everything stopped, a cow's cry suddenly sounded in Murong Ting's body.
"The Bull-Running Fist is a move that ancient practitioners learned by watching the life of a cow. The loudness of the sound in the body represents the understanding of the Bull-Running Fist." After completing a set of movements, Murong Ting explained again, and then looked at the crowd,
His brows suddenly wrinkled.
At this time, everyone who was originally listening to the lecture was actually staring at her, not in the kind of people who were listening carefully, but in the kind of lustful way a man meets a woman.
Murong Ting is a well-known beauty in Tianwu Academy. The young boy, who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, is in the period of hormonal eruption. He has just completed a set of moves, because the tight uniform of the combat uniform accentuates Murong Ting's figure.
Incisively and vividly.
"Ouyang Ming, please demonstrate what I just did." Murong Ting frowned slightly, and naturally understood her charm. She looked at Ouyang Ming in the crowd and shouted, and then for some reason, her eyes looked at Ouyang Ming in the crowd.
Qin Tian.
What appeared in her eyes was a pair of crystal clear black pupils, and the look of pity in them.
Chapter 12 Tiger roars like a mountain
In the sex ring, Ouyang Mingzheng demonstrated the Bull Running Boxing in a precise manner, and every move was as classic as a textbook.
"As expected of Ou Yangming, he was able to achieve this level of success after just one viewing."
"Yes, he is indeed the most outstanding young man in the past ten years."
Looking at Ouyang Ming's actions, there was a lot of discussion in the sex court. Everyone's eyes were full of admiration. Looking at Ouyang Ming's actions, Murong Ting's eyes also had a slight admiration. To be able to achieve this level after just one look, this young man's
His talent is above average even within the sect.
But then she frowned slightly and looked at Qin Tian in the crowd. At this time, in her eyes, Qin Tian was distracted again. His eyes were blankly looking at the open space in front of him. During one of her classes,
The boy became distracted for the second time.
At this moment, Murong Ting put Qin Tian into a cage in her heart, and she had made a decision in her heart.
"Moo." A slight cow cry sounded. Ouyang Ming had finished a set of running bull punches. Although the sound was as soft as a kitten's chirp, he was able to make a cow cry for the first time. In Murong Ting's memory,
Not bad either.
"It's good to be able to hit Niu Ming for the first time. As long as you work hard, you will definitely become a famous strong person in the future." He praised, but Murong Ting's face remained cold and expressionless.
"Thank you, Teacher Murong." Hearing Murong Ting's praise, Ouyang Ming felt excited. Unlike most people, he only knew a few words about Murong Ting's background given his father's status. When he entered the academy, he was the prime minister.
My father told me to please Murong Ting.
But just when he was about to say something else, Murong Ting had already waved him back to the team.
"Qin Tian, come out." As Ouyang Ming returned to the team, Murong Ting looked at Qin Tian, who was still distracted, and shouted coldly.
Hearing Murong Ting call his name again, Qin Tian raised his head and saw an extremely cold gaze.
"Qin Tian, this is the second time that you have been distracted in my class. I don't need to know what you are thinking. A practitioner who doesn't even study combat skills seriously will be in vain even if he is talented. Originally, I wanted to
I ask you not to take my combat skills class from now on,
But now I will give you a chance. As long as you can practice the Bull Running Boxing I just taught you, I will forgive you this time." Murong Ting said in a cold tone, with a trace of disgust in her eyes. It was the first time we met, this
The impression the young man gave him was extremely bad.
Hearing the displeasure in Murong Ting's tone, Qin Tian scratched the back of his head with a wry smile. This time it was really not that he was distracted on purpose, but just when Murong Ting finished a set of running bull punches, the system's voice sounded again.
It rang.
"Ding, I received careful instruction from the combat skills instructor Murong Ting and obtained the Running Bull Fist. Do you want to learn it?"
When Murong Ting finished her running bull punch, a transparent box of the system suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Regarding this sudden prompt, Qin Tian naturally chose to study. When Murong Ting saw him in a daze, it was because he was absorbing it.
The moves of Running Bull Fist.
"Okay, Teacher Murong." After listening to Murong Ting's words, Qin Tian responded. He had already made a calculation in his heart. He was not worried about Murong Ting's difficulties. At this time, after systematic teaching, he already had some thoughts in his mind.
I have a deep understanding of Running Bull Boxing.
Although there are many moves in Bull Running Boxing, there are only three moves: Bull Rushing to the Sky, Bull Running Trampling, and Bull Running Fury. Qin Tian can clearly express every move in each move. Murong Ting's difficulties are very difficult for him.
Said there was no difficulty.
"Haha, this loser actually agreed." However, Qin Tian was not afraid, but some people were displeased, and a disdainful laugh rang out from the team.
"A loser, except for relying on General Qin's reputation to get into Tianwu Academy, I really don't know where he got his confidence."
"It seems that this waste will no longer be seen in this combat skills class..." After the disdainful laughter, there was a burst of fierce ridicule.
Listening to the ridicule from behind, Qin Tian recognized that these were the guys who often followed Ouyang Ming, and now they obviously wanted to show off in front of Ouyang Ming.
Looking at Qin Tian's performance on the stage, although he didn't say anything, a look of ridicule flashed in Ouyang Ming's eyes. This waste is still a waste.
"What are you arguing about? Teacher Murong hasn't finished class yet, and who told you that Qin Tian will definitely not know how to do it?" Amidst the mocking voices of everyone, a crisp voice seemed particularly loud.
Qin Tian turned around and looked at the angry-looking Chen Xi in the crowd. He gave a reassuring look, then turned around and lowered his body slightly to the ground. This was the starting position of Running Bull Fist.
"Huh?" Following Qin Tian's subtle movement, a look of surprise flashed across Murong Ting's originally unhappy eyes. At this moment, the originally ordinary young man actually gained a touch of charm.
Qi followed the fists, using strength as the point, and with incredible strength, a set of running bull fists was shot from Qin Tian's hands. At this moment, Qin Tian seemed to have turned into a running bull in the grassland.
If Murong Ting's movements are like a dancing black butterfly, then Qin Tian's movements are like a majestic grassland overlord.
Following Qin Tian's actions, the continuous stream of jeers slowly quieted down, and finally fell silent, and everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"How... is this possible? Is this still the trash that didn't even arrive as a martial slave?"
The mocking look in Ouyang Ming's eyes has not faded yet, but his mouth is slightly open, looking particularly weird.
"Roar!!!" A tiger roared like a mountain, and a cow roar shook the world. The people standing on the fuck ground even felt the ground shaking for a moment.
"It's great." After practicing a set of Running Bull Fist, Qin Tian had only one feeling in his heart. He could feel that the strength in his body seemed to have increased a little. At this time, the system's notification sound sounded in his mind again.
"Ding, Bull Run Fist proficiency +1." In Qin Tian's sight, in the interface belonging to Bull Run Fist, there were ten more grids at the back, and one grid turned green at this time.
"Could it be that with the improvement of proficiency, this Bull Running Fist can be upgraded?" Looking at the interface in his sight, a thought flashed in Qin Tian's mind.
"The Running Bull Fist is a superior yellow-level combat skill. If it were to be upgraded again, wouldn't it become a black-level combat skill?" Qin Tian's eyes suddenly lit up. He must know that the most powerful set of martial arts in the Qin family is now
Learning is nothing more than a set of low-level Xuan-level combat skills, and there are various conditions for cultivation.
Because of the sudden system prompt, Qin Tian was distracted again. When he came to his senses again, what appeared in his eyes was a cold face.
