Global High Martial Arts: My Martial Arts Skills Are Actively Cultivated

Being stared at by so many eyes, Ning Chuan didn't answer in a hurry and fell into deep thought.

The conditions of Hua Gangyi, Zhou Yang and Tang Qianjun all moved him.

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Zhou Yang can let him inherit more than two Star martial arts.

Apart from the Force Cultivation Technique, he currently does not have a Master Star martial art.

Destruction is so terrifying.

Power is only infinitely close to Star martial arts, there is a certain gap.

And to become a disciple of Tang Qianjun, you can inherit a lot of martial arts in the sky.

For others, after the number of martial arts has reached a certain level, it will no longer be meaningful.

Because there is no energy for cultivation.

But he is different!

Ning Chuan hesitated, not knowing which one to choose.

The three mentors have their own advantages.

"There are still two days and three nights left in the teacher selection conference. There is plenty of time, so don't be in a hurry. After I go back, I will slowly think about it. The most important thing at the moment is the Ascension Martial Arts Realm..."

A light flashed in the depths of Ning Chuan's eyes.

Concentrating his thoughts, Ning Chuan bowed slightly to these mentors and said, "Sorry, I can't make a decision yet.

The strength of the mentor is also very important to me.

But I don't know much about your instructors at the moment! "

Zhou Yang smiled and said: "This is simple, using the method I taught you before, judging strength by status, is very effective.

Just like me, the No. 2 person in the school, second only to the principal Wei Chen Uranus!

In terms of strength, he is in the forefront among the gods! "

"President Zhou, since you are so strong, why don't you play tricks with me!"

Hua Gangyi said neither yin nor yang.

Tang Qianjun pouted and said contemptuously, "Old Zhou, you are stronger in defense, and your attack level is not as good as my titled knight!"

"Ning Chuan, don't listen to Dean Zhou's nonsense. There are many gods in the Martial Dao Academy. Because they are too lazy to manage things, the administrative level is not high, but their strength is extremely strong!"

Some of the gods and mentors nearby said one after another, refuting Zhou Yang.

Ning Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Teachers, there is no need to fight, it's not good to see blood.

If possible, can the instructors practice the profound meanings or laws of their Masters with me.

My Mental Energy is not weak, I can detect strong and weak. "

After a pause, Ning Chuan said truthfully: "In addition, I may be able to gain something from it. From this, it can be judged whether my path is similar to that of the mentors Martial Dao."

"no problem."

"Haha, I think this method is good!"

Many tutors agreed with a smile.

When Zhou Yang and Tang Qianjun saw this, they looked at each other and had to agree.

"Thank you all!"

Ning Chuan bowed again, his eyes swept away, and a smile appeared on his face.

Good luck!

The creators of the twenty weapons and martial arts he inherited are all there.

"Teachers, you can leave first, and I will visit them one by one later. I am very sorry to trouble you to practice, and I am really sorry for delaying your acceptance of apprentices."

Ning Chuan said seriously.

"What a polite student!"

"Compared to those geniuses who can't wait to stare at people with their nostrils, it's not too much!"

The praises rang out incessantly.

Zhou Yang removed the blockade, and many mentors returned to their original positions.

Tens of thousands of freshmen at the training ground looked at each other.

Ask yourself.

If they received Ning Chuan's offer of apprenticeship, they couldn't bear it and would agree on the spot.

"Not only in terms of strength and talent, but also in terms of mentality, there is a huge gap between us and Ning Chuan!"

"Ningshen is too brilliant, look up at the starry sky, and don't forget the original intention!"

"I will learn from Ning Chuan in the future. Facing the interests, I must have a pure heart, and everything is only for climbing the top of Martial Dao!"

Many freshmen sighed that they were ashamed by taking Ning Chuan as a mirror to reflect on their own bodies.

Wang Ke murmured softly and said, "Tell me intuitively, what you just said is not finished, there are hidden parts!"

"You think too much."

Ning Chuan didn't change his face, and walked towards a mentor who was closest to him.

Information about this person comes to mind.

Hu Jia, one hundred and twenty-seven years old, peak knight, one of the twenty creators of weapons and martial arts...

"You don't need to line up, just come directly."

Seeing that Ning Chuan chose him first, Hu Jia waved with a smile on his face.

"Thank you teacher."

Ning Chuan approached.

Hu Jia said directly: "What I have understood is the profound meaning of 'breaking armor', which ranks 489th in the list of federal profound meanings. It is diametrically opposite to the absolute defense contained in King Ming's law, and belongs to the pure attacking profound meaning."

"I have created the Seventh Gate martial arts altogether. According to Lao Tang, you have inherited one of the Sword Techniques - thirteen killing styles!"

Hu Jia said.

Ning Chuan nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then I will use this Sword Technique to show you the profound meaning of breaking armor."

Hu Jia swiveled his palm and held a slender sharp sword. The force covered it, and he slashed quickly, and an icy edge spread out.

at the same time.

In Ning Chuan's mind, dense beeps sounded.

"Slaying Thirteenth Form first noticed the profound meaning of breaking armor, and my heart was excited. I entered a state of epiphany, and the cultivation speed skyrocketed!"

"Progress Ascension 30%!"

"Progress Ascension 30%!"

"The Thirteenth Killing Styles have accumulated enough to gain insight and be promoted to Expert Realm!"

"Progress Ascension 20%!"

...

"The Thirteen Killing Styles have accumulated enough, have some insight, and be promoted to the perfect Realm!"

"The epiphany is over!"

Ning Chuan looked calm.

The upper limit of martial arts through the epiphany is the perfect Realm.

At this time, another beep sounded.

"Bingbing Jue sensed the perfect Realm's thirteenth slaughter style, and realized it, generating a sword-shaped Divine Armament!"

The voice did not fall.

In the Force Node at the heart, a blood-colored sword emerged out of thin air, with a beautiful shape and a blade as thin as a cicada's wings, which looked extremely sharp.

Divine Armament, kill!

Ning Chuan's whole body was calm and not unusual.

After Soldier reached the Grandmaster Realm, he was able to control the air leakage when generating Divine Armament.

However, full control is not yet achieved.

At this moment, in Ning Chuan's eyes, golden light flickered, a blood-colored sword floated up and down, filled with a sharp sense of sharpness, and Senhan was extremely cold.

"what--!"

Several nearby freshmen accidentally looked at Ning Chuan, and immediately blood oozing from their eyes, they couldn't help roaring in pain.

Hu Jia's face changed, and he was a little surprised, and said, "Have you learned something from the profound meaning of breaking armor?"

"Um."

Ning Chuan didn't hide it, he directly admitted that he opened his right hand, the dazzling golden force surged, and Divine Armament slaughtered out and slowly expanded.

"Teacher Hu Jia, through your practice of killing the Thirteenth Form, I will generate a new Divine Armament."

"I remember a military general said that Divine Armament, who wants to create a martial art, and the weapon martial arts of cultivators, must go to the expert Realm!"

Hu Jia's heart was beating wildly, and he said, "Your thirteenth killing style has reached the expert Realm?"

Tang Qianjun told him that Ning Chuan only got the Wuyin on September 3rd, except for the freshman exchange competition and the cultivation time of the Yuanta, Ning Chuan only has two days to cultivate and kill the thirteen types!

Ning Chuan shook his head slightly and said, "Not an expert Realm."

Hearing this, Hu Jia frowned and said, "Did I remember it wrong?"

"Do not."

Ning Chuan folded his fingers together, held the hilt of Divine Armament's killing sword, and swung the sword down with a calm gaze.

Terrifying cold waves swept everywhere.

"My thirteenth killing style is above the expert Realm."