Time often reflects people's experiences on their faces.
Time contains everything in a pair of eyes.
They are a pair of mature eyes full of wisdom and experience. Under the thick black eyebrows, their eyes are as vast as smoke waves.
Xu Zhi felt that in the years he had lived, under the eyes of the other party, he was like a newcomer who had just fledged.
"Although it's very presumptuous, I still want to ask. This section of the sword wall is considered a rare thing. When ordinary people look at it, they will have some clues as to why it is a useless thing."
Shang Qianqiu was also very curious. When she looked at the sword wall, even while they were drinking and drinking, she felt that her heart was open and her body was even ready to move, wanting to practice what she was seeing.
"It's useless to me," Xu Zhi said, "I have never learned how to practice qi. I only briefly learned some sword skills. I feel that the moves on the sword wall are not connected smoothly. I don't understand the meaning of Grandmaster Yan Lang, and I don't understand the simplicity of it."
It’s an explanation, so it’s not even half-useful. I think you’ve gained a lot from it, uncle.”
"Uncle" the man's mouth twitched.
Damn it, I have actually reached the age of an uncle. These young people really don’t know how to call people. It’s not a loss to call them brother.
"It's just a few residual moves, which are naturally incoherent. You haven't mastered Qi training yet, but it's already extremely impressive to be able to see it. Below the level of an expert, practicing these residual moves is harmful and useless. Only those with a master level can have some reference value. These
It’s okay if you don’t learn sword moves.”
After the man finished speaking, he and Xu Zhi nodded slightly and walked away.
"It's really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger here. Listening to this conversation, this person just now is probably at the level of a master."
Shang Qianqiu looked envious. Her pursuit in this life was not to reach the level of a master.
"By the way, how do you see that these sword moves are connected and not flowing? I think it's okay," Shang Qianqiu asked doubtfully.
Although there are many moves in between, the use of qi cannot reach the level of the sword wall, but if you master it by 10% or 20%, you can still make up a half-finished sword technique.
"It's just based on feeling, I practiced it in my mind," Xu Zhi said.
He had practiced the sword moves as he imagined. These sword moves might be some of Grandmaster Yan Lang's proud moves, so he used his sword to carve them on the stone wall. If they were consistent, they would be excellent and even unparalleled in power. But if they were crippled
The moves are not smooth with each other. During the practice, these moves move according to Qi, and it is likely to become some kind of suicidal move.
An expert practitioner will definitely be able to clearly distinguish the connection between movement of Qi and sword moves. Even the movement of sword moves is within his control.
At the master level, these sword moves may be understood at a glance, or you may have to think about them to decipher them, or you may be able to incorporate them into your own moves.
As for the Grandmaster, Xu Zhi feels that each Grandmaster is his own, and does not necessarily need to refer to what another Grandmaster has learned before. If some Grandmasters are interested and want to fight against Grandmaster Yan Lang, it will only be mutually beneficial.
Just a broken move.
"I originally thought I would have to watch it here for a long time, but I didn't expect it was only allowed to watch for one hour. You have to buy a ticket after watching it. But it's not a good place to watch. It's just like that from time to time."
Shang Qianqiu said that she had prepared a lot of food and wanted to stay here for at least two or three days.
She originally thought that there would be some gains, but she didn't expect that it was just some residual moves, which were of low reference value. So, she might as well practice what she had learned before.
"How about we go watch the competition."
Shang Qianqiu pointed to the arena in front, where there was now another wave of people fighting. They were fighting with each other, and it was extremely fierce.
There were two referees running around the ring, and they seemed to be on guard for fear of causing trouble.
It's just that martial arts are dangerous, and even they are sometimes unable to do so.
Wait until Xu Zhi and Shang Qianqiu arrive at a closer place.
One of them had already been stabbed and was carried down.
The loser would naturally have a bleak look on his face, and the winner would not necessarily have it easy either. He just tried his best to smile a few times and then left the ring.
"These people probably had some grudges in the past years. They happened to meet each other and started fighting with each other. They understood the grudges. With the referee around, it's good that no one was killed," Shang Qianqiu said.
"Hey, what are you doing up here, that little guy?" Shang Qianqiu muttered, pointing to the other side.
I saw Song Yu, dressed in gray and black designer clothes, boarding the arena between her legs, holding a microphone in her hand.
"I have entrusted you with the title of Song Yu. I have met all my seniors and peers. Dongyue has been a country for thousands of years, and the martial arts has been grand. Now there are many practitioners in Jianmen Mountain. Let's set up the arena. Apart from this matter of seeking revenge, the boy has some thoughts.
Taking advantage of this great time, I want to set up a ring to fight against the heroes of my generation. Due to my age, I will guard the high school group ring. On the other side, my cousin Song Ran will guard the junior high school group ring. The two competitions will be held at the same time.
, among peers, if anyone can beat one of our brothers, he will receive a bonus of 100,000."
"Boy, what are your rules? If there are dozens of people in the audience queuing up and fighting you, you will be exhausted by the time you get to the back." Someone in the audience sneered.
"Of course it won't be like this. Even though my brothers have energy fluid to replenish their physical strength, they would never dare to fight you like this."
"If you want to challenge us, you have to prove your strength. There is a boxing strength tester on the side. Those in the junior high school group with a boxing strength of more than 130 kilograms can challenge my cousin Song Ran. I would like to give you a friendly reminder.
My cousin Song Ran is the top scorer in the high school entrance examination in Dengfeng City this year. If you want to get this bonus, you should estimate your own strength first and don't rush to the stage, otherwise you will lose a thousand yuan in registration fees."
"We are not coveting the registration fee and losing to our brothers. This registration fee will also be accumulated into the total prize money."
"Challenge me, Song Yu. After practicing Qi, my boxing strength must be at least three hundred kilograms. For those players who say that their boxing strength is not strong enough or that they are fast, you don't want us to jump around and hit each other in the ring like chasing monkeys.
It's a joke, it's a joke for the seniors below."
"We brothers can fight for ten rounds. You are welcome to come on stage and give us advice."
After Song Yu finished speaking, he stood on the stage. On the other side, a young man dressed in pitch black stood in the center of the ring. His face was slightly dark, his eyes were steady, and his body was strong. When he walked, he seemed to be walking like a dragon and a tiger.
It is the style of a disciple of aristocratic family.
Everyone in the audience applauded one after another. Song Yu's speech was also good and impeccable. The rules he established not only screened out unqualified opponents, but also eliminated himself so that he would not offend anyone.
"The two brothers are really similar in their clothing standards. Could it be that this style is popular this year?"
Xu Zhi looked at Song Yu and then at Song Ran. The brothers were exactly the same. But he didn't expect that even Song Yu would have a sharp moment in his heart. People who came from aristocratic families had certain disadvantages.
Sure enough, it cannot be ignored, especially the cultivation level of brothers Song Yu and Song Ran is obviously not bad.
"This disgusting guy is trying to put money on his own family's face again. He is not afraid of people outside of others. He was picked off in one round and lost the face of the Dengfeng Song family," Shang Qianqiu said.
"No, at least I have to perform it for two rounds before we talk," Xu Zhi replied with a smile.
While he was talking, two teenagers had already jumped on the stage to verify their identities and test their boxing strength.
Of course, they still have to submit a thousand registration fee to set an example first.
Xu Zhi's guess was correct. Within a few rounds, the two young men who came on stage were beaten down with red faces.