Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with kendo

Chapter 27 The First Battle
"This thing turned out to be some kind of advanced martial arts?!"

In front of the Tianfeng Pavilion, Zhao Cheng carefully looked at the stone tablet in front of him. According to the truth, the handwriting engraved on the stone is not so easy to be corrupted.

But in this world, the rate of corruption of everything seems to be far beyond ordinary.

The stone tablet in front of me is not a cheap stone. From the Tianfeng Pavilion behind it, it can be seen that this place is unusual.

The appearance of such a place is so cheap.

But the handwriting on the stone was blurred.

In the entire stele, there is only the simplest word "Heaven", which is still barely recognizable, and the last two characters can only bear a few incoherent marks.

Zhao Cheng's attention at the moment is mostly on the pattern on the edge of the stone tablet. When he passed by here last time, he thought it was just a decorative pattern.

But now I know that this is actually some kind of advanced martial arts.

The only problem is that the Martial Arts is more severely damaged than the three big characters.

Not to mention Zhao Cheng, I'm afraid that the person who engraved this martial art on the stone tablet, even now, won't be able to recognize what is painted on it.

However, the scene in front of him also supports Zhao Cheng's conjecture that the "perspective" of his body in the dungeon is actually far beyond that of a human body, and it can receive information from angles other than the five human senses.

That's why Zhao Cheng could "see" that some kind of profound martial arts had been recorded in it.

As for the present, he just wanted to say that he was surprised to see it.

As far as the thing in front of him is concerned, let alone him, even if he invites the group of experts who repaired cultural relics in the Forbidden City in the previous life, there is a high probability that there will be no problem.

It seems that after a few glances, there is nothing to gain, Zhao Cheng is not entangled, and walks directly towards the Tianfeng Pavilion.

The wooden gate has been weathered, leaving only a shell. Zhao Cheng did not use much force, and the extremely thick gate was shattered into many fragments.

As far as the layout of the Tianfeng Pavilion is concerned, if you think about it, it used to be very famous.

It's a pity that the wind is always blown away by the rain.

The former mansion is now submerged in dust, only the outline of the past is still there, but it has lost the grandeur of the past.

The entrance is a huge stone wall partition, and the lines on the wall have also been blurred.

Bypassing the stone wall, a wide yard came into view.

Zhao Cheng looked around, but didn't see anything unusual, and there was no trace of anything moving on the ashes on the ground.

However, Zhao Cheng did not relax, he was looking for the "Wei Lan" prompted by the panel.

There is definitely something in it!
Therefore, at this moment, Zhao Cheng's breathing method has been activated again, and his spirit is also highly concentrated.

In the silence, Zhao Cheng listened carefully, and actually felt a little movement.

The voice was mixed with the sound of the wind, and it was very similar to the sound of the wind. If you didn't listen carefully, you would definitely ignore it subconsciously.

But Zhao Cheng could distinguish it at this moment. It was not the sound of wind, but the sound of fists piercing through the air.

From this voice, Zhao Cheng can be sure that the fist master's boxing attainments are definitely not low.

Zhao Cheng didn't hesitate, and calmly approached the direction of the voice step by step.

After passing through a series of arches, Zhao Cheng finally came to an open space deep in the Tianfeng Hall.

From the layout of the building, Zhao Cheng can roughly guess that it used to be a house, but it may have been decayed because of the wooden structure.

Just like the large open space in front of him, it may have once been a spacious and bright martial arts arena.

As for now, there are only a few ruins and dust all over the ground.

At this moment, in the center of the open space, a gray figure was waving his fists in a rigid manner.

Zhao Cheng stood at the door and watched. Although he didn't practice boxing, he could see that this boxing technique was not simple.

As for the gray figure, it was a gray person, about 1.9 meters tall, with muscles bulging like hills, full of strength.

It's just that its joints are "stiff", like a corpse.

Of course, this stiffness is relative. For ordinary people, it is flexible enough, but it doesn't match the boxing technique this figure uses.

Zhao Cheng did not act rashly, but observed on the spot.

As for the gray man, he didn't seem to notice Zhao Cheng, and he was still punching back and forth with every move.

In this weird world, the gray person in front of him is just a human shape. Zhao Cheng can be sure that this is definitely not a human being, but some kind of monster that has grown into a human shape.

"This miscellaneous soldier, the strength is a bit high!"

Zhao Cheng thought to himself.

He didn't rush to strike, but continued to watch, getting familiar with the opponent's punches, and thinking about how he should strike the sword.

His operation is exactly the game industry, the famous backplane!

Zhao Cheng was not absolutely sure of the fighting power displayed by the "miscellaneous soldier" in front of him.

Battles are changing rapidly, and you can only know if you can fight or not. There is no such thing as digitalized combat power, my combat power is 20, and your combat power is 19, so I will win.

Unless it's me at 200 and you at 19, that's about the same.

There are only eight moves in Hui Shengying's boxing, but each move has many changes.

Zhao Cheng counted it carefully and found that there were eight tricks and 49 changes.

With such a boxing technique, if the joints of the "miscellaneous soldier" in front of him are not stiff, Zhao Cheng will turn around and leave, and first improve his level of swordsmanship before starting.

As for now, he has a chance, and the chance is not small.

Although the "miscellaneous soldiers" in front of them are very powerful, their movements are not very flexible, and the most important thing is to give Zhao Cheng a chance to "back up".

Therefore, Zhao Cheng didn't hesitate, and after watching it a few times, he followed the monster's fist and swung his sword across the air, as if he was making a volley.

In this way, after more than ten minutes of gestures, Zhao Cheng became more confident, and then decided to do it.

call!Suck!
At the same time, in the heart lake, a sword shape emerged!

Breathing method stimulates the potential of the body, while observing thoughts stimulates the potential of the spirit!
Only when the two methods are parallel, Zhao Cheng's combat effectiveness is the strongest.

In Zhao Cheng's feeling, time has slowed down!
It's not that time has slowed down, but that his reaction speed has become faster.

At the same time, his body is also unprecedentedly sensitive. He can clearly feel the trajectory of the wind, and he can cut the wind with his sword. At the same time, he can also perceive the most subtle movements of his body.

As he breathed, his muscles and bones also vibrated in unison, and made scattered strength, thus integrating instinctively.

This is also the reason why breathing can improve explosive power.

Even, his perception was derived from the Kongjie Sword in his hand.

The sword is breathing with his breath, his heart is beating, and the "heart" is beating!

Zhao Cheng approached slowly, adjusted his state, and let his energy gradually reach its peak.

Until Zhao Cheng approached the gray man five meters away, it seemed that he directly crossed a certain line, like a thunderbolt being detonated, at this moment, the gray man was startled, without any delay, and immediately rushed towards Zhao Cheng.

And Zhao Cheng, following the gray man's movement, was also like a thunderbolt, stepping forward and swinging his sword, the sword light flashed, and the long sword pierced through the air!

(End of this chapter)