In the end, Liu Zheji happily ran away with the Huangji Eight Star Fist. Wu Liuyi had no choice but to open the formation and give it to him. When Liu Zheji finally came to an end, Wu Liuyi muttered to himself, "This kid
Hezi won't come in a few days
Do you want to change your skills? For the sake of that girl Nishang, I can give you some sympathy, but it depends on whether this kid’s attitude is sincere enough. If he is not sincere, ancestor, I won’t change it for you.
Well! That’s it!”
Liu Zheji, who ran far away, didn't hear Wu Liuyi's words to himself. He was holding the Huangji Eight Star Fist, and his body almost burst out and sprinted towards his small courtyard, because... when
When he touched this skill, his blood boiled all over his body, as if he was about to burst out at any moment.
"Am I of royal blood?" When Liu Zheji thought of this possibility, his heart suddenly surged.
"What the hell?" Two patrolling disciples who were waiting on either side of the entrance to the Sutra Pavilion suddenly saw a black shadow passing between them. The black shadow was so fast that they didn't even see clearly who it was.
People are things.
"Looks like a big black mouse?" Another disciple said uncertainly.
"Oh, forget it, let's continue waiting for that boy..."
"Okay, I have to wait for that arrogant boy today and give him some color!"
"..."
Liu Zheji ran to his residence in one breath, closed the door with a bang, sat on the futon, took a few deep breaths to calm down, and took out the "Eight Stars of the Emperor" from his arms.
"Eight Star Fist of the Emperor! No one other than my race can practice it. Since the beginning of the world, my royal family has conquered countless planes, occupied countless caves and heavens, and robbed countless gold and silver beauties..."
Seeing that the opening chapter was getting more and more outrageous, Liu Zheji turned over it with a black line on his face, "It's all about nothing, they're robbing beautiful women, is this royal family from bandits?"
After flipping through several pages, Liu Zheji finally ran out of nonsense and reached the beginning of martial arts training.
"The Eight Stars of the Royal Family, first the Royal Family, then the Eight Stars. Only those with the blood of the Royal Family can practice this technique."
"This paragraph is also nonsense." Liu Zheji simply ignored this and continued reading.
"To practice Eight Star Boxing, you must first know the Eight Star spectrum. The first star of the Eight Stars! Greedy Wolf! The second! Jumen!, Lucun, Wenqu, Lianzhen, Wuqu, Pojun." Liu Zheji saw it.
The description made him feel a little familiar, and then he realized, isn't this the Big Dipper that the folks talk about? Why are there seven stars? Where is the other one?
"The Seven Stars Lianzhu can refer to the eight stars. The eight stars are the boundless stars in the sky. They can't be traced and exist in the universe." Liu Zheji looked at it and felt a little confused. What he said next was very confusing.
If you feel dizzy, after Liu Zheji finished reading, he seemed to understand
He nodded knowingly. He had the Qiankun Book of Martial Arts, and he had experienced mental phenomena of heaven and earth. He could easily master the general techniques, but the Emperor Eight Star Fist and the Bihai Chaosheng Jue were of the same grade.
It looked like he was struggling.
After reading it all night long, Liu Zheji secretly wrote down all the records in the book. Although there were still many things that didn't make sense, he could try practicing on the first star for the time being.
"The first star, Greedy Wolf!" Liu Zheji took a deep breath and walked out of the room to start practicing. When he walked into the yard and looked up at the sky, he was suddenly stunned. It was already dawn.
"It seems we have to wait until tomorrow..." Liu Zheji shook his head and said helplessly.
Since it was daytime, Liu Zheji couldn't practice the Eight Stars of the Emperor for the time being. He thought about it and simply went out for a walk.
While walking, Liu Zheji came to the sword hall. At this time, classes were being held in the sword hall. Liu Zheji was thinking about the martial arts, lowered his head and pushed the door open.
When Liu Zheji entered the sword hall, there was suddenly silence in the sword hall.
Jiang Nichang frowned and looked at Liu Zheji who had rashly barged in. She felt annoyed, "Why did this person come to find me without saying hello? Did he want to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to pick up some exercises today?" Thinking of this, Jiang Nichang's expression changed.
After she slowed down, she said softly to Liu Zheji: "Junior brother, please wait here for a moment. When I finish my class, we will leave."
"Hiss..." Dozens of people in the sword hall suddenly let out gasps. What happened? Originally, they thought Jiang Nichang would scold Liu Zheji severely, but they were shocked.
Is it that Jiang Nichang not only didn't tell Liu Zheji, but also asked him to wait for her?
"It's over, it's over, my senior sister!!" A disciple in Tsing Yi covered his chest in pain and got under the chair.
"Hey, your heart is on the left side. Why are you covering the right side of your heart when you feel distressed?" A round-faced female disciple next to him glared at this, grabbed his ear and pulled him up from under the chair.
"Ahem... I've been transferred. Not only does my heart hurt, but it also hurts to breathe."
Just when Liu Zheji appeared in the sword hall and caused chaos, Liu Zheji raised his head as if he was aware of it. He glanced at Jiang Nichang blankly and said "oh".
"This guy is so cold to my senior sister! Let me go! I'm going to fight him!" A disciple wanted to rush up, but halfway through he found no one was stopping him.
He hesitated for a moment, then walked back to his seat, causing a burst of laughter.
The class could no longer continue, so Jiang Nichang simply announced that the get out of class was over. She blushed a little and walked up to Liu Zheji and pulled him out of the sword hall.
"What!? You chose Huangji Eight Star Fist? Follow me to Master Wu's place to exchange for a copy!"
When Jiang Nichang took Liu Zheji and was about to go to the Sutra Pavilion, Liu Zheji suddenly said that he had already chosen this exercise. This made Jiang Nichang's head grow bigger. Liu Zheji had no choice but to choose this one.
A useless technique.
"Stop!" Liu Zheji stretched out his palm in front of Jiang Nishang.
"Don't try to persuade me, I just chose this." Liu Zheji interrupted Jiang Nichang's next words.
"I..." Jiang Nichang pursed her lips, not knowing what to say, then she turned away angrily.
When the Jian Tang disciples who were peeking on the side saw this scene, they couldn't help but want to argue with Liu Zheji. At this time, a faint voice came from behind them.
"Do you want to beat him? Do you want to beat him until his nose is bruised and his face is swollen and he has to look for teeth? There will be a big exam in three months, and you will have a chance to show off."
Hearing this voice, the disciples of the sword hall couldn't help but turn their heads and look. An elegant young man in a green shirt was standing behind them with his hands clasped behind his back. When they saw the man's appearance clearly, they all raised their hands and saluted.
"Senior Brother Zhang."
Zhang Hongyu nodded and said: "Let's get over it. When the sword hall exam is coming, what are you thinking about? If you want to win the favor of Junior Sister Jiang, let's improve our strength first."
"Senior brother is reprimanding." The group of Sword Hall disciples dispersed immediately.
Zhang Hongyu looked at Liu Zheji's retreating back, with an intriguing sneer on his lips. "I didn't expect it, Liu Zheji, it was a mistake to take you up the mountain. You want to snatch a woman from me, Zhang Hongyu, but you are still not far behind. The big test
See you."
"As long as you can pass the quiz, let's talk about it."
Liu Zheji wandered around the sword hall for a day, listened to a few classes at random, and then returned to his residence. This small courtyard was assigned by the sword hall to every new disciple. He was just staying temporarily. If he stayed for half a month,
If he fails the quiz, the sword hall will take back his courtyard. This is also a rule set by the academy to prevent the disciples below from slacking off. Therefore, owning a small courtyard has become a status symbol for the academy disciples.
It was getting dark, and Liu Zheji had already moved a bench and waited quietly in the yard. When dusk passed and the sky was filled with stars, Liu Zheji stood up and practiced the Huangji Bahuang Fist in the yard.
The first style, greedy wolf!
Although the Greedy Wolf Style is called one style, it can be divided into more than ten small moves. Liu Zheji started practicing according to the movements of the first move.
"Greedy Wolf Style! Broken Cauldron!" Liu Zheji jumped on the spot, and like a tiger descending from the mountain, he pounced on the special fine iron dummy in the yard. This fine iron dummy is worth a lot of money, and it was the young man in Tsing Yi who ordered the sparrow.
The inner formation of the Iron Man, obtained with great difficulty from the north of the city, allows the Iron Man to withstand a huge amount of heavy blows without falling apart. Of course, there is a groove behind it, and every time it is damaged, the spiritual stones inside will be consumed.
As soon as the Liu Broken Halberd Breaking Cauldron came out, it was like a tiger leaping over a stream at first, but suddenly it turned into a dog chewing shit in front of the fine iron dummy. He didn't hold back his strength and gnawed on the hard iron dummy with one mouthful.
On the surface of the mouth, one of the front teeth in the mouth was suddenly knocked out.
"Wo...Cao!" Liu Zheji covered his mouth and screamed in pain, wailing on the ground for a long time before he stood up. He wiped his lips, which were covered with blood. He quickly applied some blood to stop the bleeding and scattered it around the broken teeth.
"That's not right."
Having learned a harsh lesson, Liu Zheji did not dare to try the Leaky Cauldron Pose just now, but instead thought about it on the spot.
"I just jumped out as described in the exercise. Why was my body unstable in front of the Iron Man?" Liu Zheji recalled the scene just now. He indeed lowered his body, and then used his hind legs to push himself up.
Go out, this hand gesture is perfect, Liu Zheji feels there is nothing wrong, so what is the problem?
Liu Zheji's eyes gradually brightened as he thought about it. The name of the "breaking cauldron" style requires the momentum of "breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat" to be displayed. He was obviously hesitant when he saw the fine iron dummy in the air just now, so he failed.
!
Thinking of this, Liu Zheji was eager to try. Even the pain he felt just now gradually disappeared. He confidently raised his hand again and stabbed the iron man with a fierce thrust.
"Bang!"
This time, although Liu Zheji didn't hit his front teeth, he hit a big bump on his head.
"What the hell!" Liu Zheji grinned and got up from the ground. He didn't believe this evil today!
"Bang." "Ouch!" "Boom!"
The sound of heavy objects colliding and the cry of pain from a broken halberd continued to be heard in the small courtyard. At the end, the sound gradually became fainter.
Three days later, Liu Zheji stood in front of the dummy again. This time he started exercising before it got dark.
Greedy wolf style must
It is necessary to use movements and moves in a coherent manner to attract the power of the stars to bless one's body. Liu Zheji knows very well that "if you are not proficient in movements, all your efforts will be in vain", so he started practicing the basic movements.
The first pose, Breaking the Cauldron, was broken down by Liu Zheji into several small movements, including hand gestures, kicking the legs, jumping forward, leaping in the air, and finally the double wind blowing through the ears. After decomposing, the Breaking Cauldron pose became much simpler.
After he mastered each movement, he used a complete set of Leaky Cauldrons
came out, and at this time, the sky was getting dark. From the position of the Big Dipper in the night sky, the Greedy Wolf star in the first column suddenly flashed, and a very faint starlight shone down from the night sky. This starlight was like fog.
Huan, as soon as he finished using the Liu Zheji move, he immediately stood there in a daze.
The starlight mist entered from his divine palace, passed through the two meridians of Ren and Du, and flowed to the other six meridians. Finally, it lightly hit the closed Dantian, causing a sway in the sea of qi.
"There's a show!" Liu Zheji waved his fist and immediately practiced the second move "Sink the Boat!".
"Bang." After a crisp sound, Liu Zheji looked at his broken wrist and was about to cry without tears. He held back the severe pain and gave up his plan to advance.
A few days later, Liu Zheji successfully mastered the Po Cauldron, Shenzhou 2 Style, the interaction of Greedy Wolf Starlight and Tai'a Body Strengthening Technique. Liu Zheji's injured eight meridians also gradually healed. During this period,
Liu Zheji used countless healing elixirs, but not many spiritual stones on the dummy. This also reflected that Liu Zheji had not mastered the two moves at all.
On this day, Liu Zheji had just done a set of boxing in the yard after getting up, when someone suddenly knocked on the yard door.
"Who is it?" Liu Zheji impatiently opened the door, and outside was a female disciple in white. She had a cute round face, and she was wrinkling her nose and glaring at Liu Zheji.
"Senior sister asked me to tell you that in three days' time, all disciples below Qing Yi will take part in the sword exam, so you can prepare early."
"Oh, I know." Liu Zheji closed the courtyard door with a bang, causing the junior sister outside the door to jump.
Liu Zheji frowned and thought after returning to the courtyard. He had to take this quiz, otherwise it would be troublesome to find a place to practice without this small courtyard.
Three days later, at the sword hall's martial arts arena, almost all the white-clothed disciples of the sword hall arrived here in advance. They were gearing up one by one, with fighting spirit boiling over, preparing to get good grades in the quiz.
"Junior Brother Liang, do you still remember us back then?" A smiling disciple in blue shirt and another disciple in blue shirt stood outside the field and looked at the people in the martial arts field and couldn't help but sigh.
"Haha, senior brother, stop talking. I still remember that I failed the quiz and stayed in your courtyard for more than half a year." Another disciple in Tsing Yi, who was slightly short in stature, smiled sheepishly.
"Haha, the past is not the same. Now you and I are both Tsing Yi disciples. Those memories were just a joke after dinner. How many disciples at that time fell into despair after failing the quiz? You and I have the results we have now.
Come through your own efforts.”
"Thank you, senior brother." Junior Brother Liang said with a smile and cupped his hands.
At this time, the conversation between the two attracted the attention of a large number of disciples.
"Look, two senior brothers from Hongde Hall came to watch our quiz!!" A young boy shouted excitedly, and a girl next to him couldn't help but asked: "It's two senior brothers Liang Feifan and Bai Yu.
?”
"That's right! It's the two of them. At that time, we were the only two people from the sword hall who entered the academy and competed in the top ten. The other halls didn't have this ability!" The young man's proud tone made others look at him.
"Hongdetang." Everyone looked enviously.
In the hosting position, Jiang Nichang looked for Liu Zheji in the crowd with a worried look. Suddenly, Liu Zheji walked towards the entrance of the martial arts arena wearing a gray warrior uniform. His clothes were dirty and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
This made all the disciples wonder if he had been beaten just now.
When Jiang Nichang saw Liu Zheji coming, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that everyone was almost here, she announced that the quiz was officially held.
After Jiang Nichang retreated, Huang Yuxing walked to the center of the martial arts arena from behind. He mustered up his energy and said loudly: "The sword hall quiz has officially begun! I am the instructor Huang Yuxing, and I am now announcing the rules and rewards of the quiz!"
"First! All the reference members are disciples who will go up the mountain in the new year! The disciples who failed to pass the quiz in the previous year will be held the next day."
"Second! All reference members are not allowed to engage in cheating. If the behavior is light, they will be banned from taking the exam for three years! If the behavior is serious, they will be expelled from the sword hall! Even worse, they will be expelled from Zhongxu Academy!"
"Third! In order to verify and motivate the new training results of my sword hall disciples, all members who passed the quiz will be unified with the members who failed the previous quiz but passed this time to compete! The top three will be able to participate in the next three months A quota for the big exam!”
Huang Yuxing seemed a little exhausted after explaining the three rules in one breath. He coughed awkwardly and continued: "The competition will adopt a single round-robin system. The winner will be promoted, the loser will be eliminated, and finally the top three will be competed!"
When the following disciples heard that there were such rewards for this quiz, they all started barking like calves.