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Chapter 41

The matter of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall is undoubtedly a lesson for them!
Hong has fallen asleep!

Whether he can wake up in the future is completely unknown!

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is actually the same as death, because most of the vegetative people in the world will be taken away by the god of death in the end, let alone this kind of vegetative people who burn their souls!

Those ambitious people will definitely not wait to swallow Xtreme Martial Arts, a behemoth that controls half of the world's talents, a lot of wealth, and countless ancient civilizations and technologies!
"I hope that the ruins over the Himalayas can be successfully owned by my extreme martial arts school. In this way, the heritage of the martial arts hall can increase a lot..."

What Wang Yu thought about in his heart was the rise and fall of martial arts.

At this time, Xu Zong was completely out of touch with these matters.

The night passed.

It's August 3th.

On this day, the elite training camp officially started, and the number of black dragons on the leaderboard finally stopped at 185.

This is an odd day, Xu Zong doesn't have to go hunting, so he stayed in the training camp that day.

After waking up in the morning, washing up, and having breakfast in the cafeteria, Xu Zong went back to the Jiangnan Pavilion and logged into the internal website of the training camp.

"Hong is No.1 in the world, and he will inevitably have a great influence on the latecomers. Among the teachers in the training camp, many of them use guns!"

He searched the Internet for a while, and found several teachers who taught marksmanship.

"Looking at the introduction, the only one who has practiced Mieshi is Teacher Yang Wu, and his marksmanship is very high, and he has reached the level of artistic conception! Well, today is the first day of school. According to the instructions for students, if you want to find an instructor, Better be today!"

Xu Zong made a decision in his mind, turned off the computer and left Jiangnan Pavilion.

The training camp on the first day of school was particularly lively. Most of the new students who did not go to the wilderness area wandered around the teachers who taught each class, hoping to find a suitable teacher for them.

The teachers and students in the training camp are very free. The teachers give lectures freely, and the students listen freely.

But if you want to get more in-depth guidance, you must choose your own instructor. Each instructor has three or five exclusive students, just like research monks and mentors in a university.

Xu Zong had a clear goal, found Teacher Yang Wu's classroom, and walked in.

There are a dozen or so sparse people in the classroom who are listening to the class, one of them will come in when someone is interested, and another one will go out when someone feels that the teacher is not suitable for them.

Teacher Yang Wu is a young man who looks like he is only in his 30s, but in fact he is already a high-level god of war, and he is over 50 years old. The three points of consistency of strength, combination of rigidity and softness, and ease of attack and defense were explained in such detail that Xu Zong secretly nodded his head. His marksmanship now coincides with these points, and each item is almost reaching its limit.

After one class ended, there were still eight people staying here, three of them were first-year freshmen, including Xu Zong.

"Any more questions for me?"

Teacher Yang Wu took a sip of tea and moistened his throat, giving him a gentle and gentle feeling, which was not at all the same as his name.

"Teacher, I would like to ask, if the marksmanship wants to step into the artistic realm level, is the key to stepping into the realm of 'no move'?"

Xu Zong took the opportunity to raise his hand first.

His question was a question that many senior students in three or four years would have, so he couldn't help but aroused surprised looks.

"This classmate is so young. Could it be that he is the 5-minute rookie that has been widely rumored in the training camp for the past two days?"

Yang Wu laughed teasingly, his eyes almost narrowed.

There was also a burst of laughter from the students below.

5 minutes?
Who the hell spread rumors that I was 5 minutes old?

Like me, maybe only 5 minutes?

Xu Zong was secretly annoyed.

"You asked a good question. Being able to ask this question shows that you already have a certain understanding of the artistic conception level."

Yang Wu paused, probably considering his words.

"Artistic conception, artistic conception, first of all, has broken away from the scope of routines. Everything is determined by a piece of 'consciousness', and that 'consciousness' is the core! In Chinese martial arts novels, there is a concept called 'There is a trick to win without a move', which is very close to this The argument, but this argument is only close to half."

"As for the remaining half... look at my marksmanship!"

Yang Wu raised the frontless long spear in his hand, slipped it in his hand and handed it, the tip of the spear rotated and stabbed out.

The movement was very simple, but Xu Zong's eyes lit up when he saw it.

In that thorn, what he saw was not only the thorn, but also a stream of "water"!
The action of that stab was like a rushing water, and the countless water flows turned into a stabbing spiral, which made this ordinary shot possess a very terrifying power!

"This is my 'Water Artistic Conception' marksmanship, I can't express this part in words."

Yang Wu stood with a pistol, shaking his head.

Some of the students below were stunned, some had bright eyes, and some were full of regret.

"Thank you, teacher, for your guidance! Can I be the teacher's mentor?"

Xu Zong immediately stepped forward and extended an invitation to Teacher Yang Wu.

"Hehe! It's my honor to be the instructor of newcomers for 5 minutes!"

Yang Wu smiled happily. Students choose teachers, and teachers also choose students. There is such a talented student, and it will be more face-saving to talk about it.

"Teacher Yang Wu, I also want to..."

"I also……"

"Well, let me see your marksmanship."

The two freshmen rallied and displayed their favorite marksmanship.

"It's barely reached the level of specialization. My suggestion is to practice for another year. If you can master it, I will accept you as students."

"Ok."

"Thank you teacher."

The two freshmen had no choice but to leave with a sigh.

In fact, this is the general level of freshmen. Their fighting skills and body skills are only at the subtle level, and their power levels are only more than doubled. People like Xu Zong and Luo Feng are simply typical examples of sudden emergence!

"Teacher, I also bought the third floor of the World Extermination. I don't know about this. Do you have any instructions for the teacher?"

"Uh, you bought the third floor?"

Yang Wu was stunned suddenly, and looked at Xu Zong who was eager for knowledge with a strange expression.

"Well, I don't have anything to teach you, because I have just reached the level of the second level... Practice more, practice more, and you will naturally find the way."

"Ok."

Xu Zong felt a little disappointed, but still thanked him respectfully.

Although this teacher Yang Wu can't teach him to destroy the world, at least he has a direction in the artistic conception level.

noon.

Xu Zong answered the phone call, returned to the Jiangnan Pavilion, and received the courier from the third floor before the death of the world.

As soon as he got the courier, Xu Zong got into the basement of the attic.

The basement of the attic is a training room with a length, width, and height of more than several meters. The walls inside are made of silver-white metal, which can resist the attacks of war warriors. On the walls of the training room, you can still see many seniors. The fist marks and knife marks left behind.

"By the way, is this loft the one where Luo Feng lived before?"

Such a nonsensical guess emerged in Xu Zong's mind.

Then he opened the silver box and looked at the cheat book on the third floor of the world.

The third level of Mieshi not only gives the training process of the quadruple strength, but also teaches a new skillful strength—inch strength!
"The Cunjin Spearmanship looks very similar to the Shadow of the Shadow. Speaking of it, the Shadow of the Shadow is transformed from Bengquan, and Bengquan also pays attention to close-range force. If I practice this inch-strength spearmanship, I should get twice the result with half the effort. It seems The main energy can be spent on the quadruple strength, and every time you add more strength, the difficulty will increase dramatically!"

While flipping through the cheat books, Xu Zong carried out preliminary exercises according to the cheat books. He kept punching and retracting his fists in the air, completely immersed in the cultivation.

Dou Po Xu Zong: "I just learned a high-level Xuan-level exercise, do you want to take a look? @All Xu Zong"

Jiuding Xu Zong: "Okay, I will not refuse anyone! The upper limit of the world on my side is too low, I have to find a way!"

Devouring Xu Zong: "Let me take a look too."

In the underground training room of Devouring the World, in the wild mountains of the Nine Cauldrons World, two Xu Zong clicked on the portrait of Dou Po Xu Zong almost at the same time, and it was still Nalan Yanran standing on the cliff.

It seems that he didn't intend to change his avatar. The avatar of Devouring Xu Zong had been changed long ago. The foolish avatar sitting on the ground at that time had long since disappeared, replaced by a handsome one in a combat uniform holding a shadowless gun. avatar.

Among Dou Po Xu Zong's shareable list, uh——

Jiuding Xu Zong: "No, your skills haven't been updated at all?"

His tone was very gloomy, and it was clear that Xu Zong's shareable skills were only Huang Jie's advanced swordsmanship and body skills.

Fighting against Xu Zong: "Wind and Clouds.txt"

Dou Po Xu Zong: "What are you talking about? Isn't the exercise here?"

Nine Tripod Xu Zong: "You call this the Academy?"

Dou Po Xu Zong: "The study on my side is different from yours. The exercises and fighting skills on my side are all stored in scrolls and the like. When you touch them with your soul power, the information will appear directly in the In my mind, and then I send this information directly to the group, and a group file is formed."

Swallow Xu Zong: "This is too convenient! I have to read books for half a day to learn how to destroy the world!"

Jiuding Xu Zong: "Okay, it seems that our concept has gone wrong... This wind rises from clouds and mist, is it what you said about the advanced cultivation method of the Xuan level?"

Jiuding Xu Zong: "It's so troublesome, can't you practice it first, and then share it with us after forming the skills?"

The skills obtained through sharing directly have all the experience and memory of the cultivator's practice of the skill, which is equivalent to practicing it once before, and now practicing it again, so it will be completed soon.

And if they share the exercises like this, they just got the exercises, and they have to practice from scratch, and they have to figure out all the points they need to pay attention to.

(End of this chapter)