Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 17 I still like your unruly look
After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Ye Qingzhou quickly made a choice: "There is nothing in the martial arts world that is indestructible except speed. Right now, the most suitable one for me is Fengshi."

While thinking in his mind, Ye Qingzhou also drew his sword one after another. In a small space, he used the eight sword moves of stabbing, chopping, lifting, hanging, clouding, tapping, collapsing and intercepting as smoothly as flowing water. He performed them effortlessly, showing his deep and solid swordsmanship skills.

All sword techniques in the world are derived from the combination of these eight sword moves. No matter how varied they are, they all remain essentially the same.

As Ye Qingzhou continued to practice the eight sword moves, his understanding of wind became more and more profound. He quickly progressed from entry level to proficiency, and finally broke through to the realm of mastery before he could stop.

The main reason is that the vital energy in his body has been used up and his internal energy can no longer be sustained, otherwise he would be able to continue to break through the skill level of Feng Shi.

Ye Qingzhou felt his empty Dantian and sheathed his sword. He sighed to himself, "It's really too torturous to stop halfway through the fun every time. It seems that making money should be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

Then he inexplicably thought of Xu Yuebing.

"I heard that the Xu family is quite wealthy. Why don't I just marry into their family? Practicing martial arts is not shameful. At worst, I can divorce them after I've mastered it. As the saying goes, the first sword you strike when you get ashore is to kill the person you love..."

But then Ye Qingzhou immediately gave up this idea, mainly because he was a sword master and still had some image baggage, so how could he sell his body?

Inappropriate, inappropriate.

Putting aside the random thoughts in his mind, Ye Qingzhou began to calm down and enter a state of fetal breathing as calm as still water. He then began to look inward, carefully observing the various changes inside his body.

At this time, the vital energy in Ye Qingzhou's body had been completely squeezed out, and not even a drop could be squeezed out.

However, the effect was also very significant. The vital energy consumed through internal breath strengthened the nerve fibers in his body and increased the speed of information transmission between neurons.

Ye Qingzhou, with his profound understanding, noticed this subtle change: "My reaction speed has increased by at least 2%, which means that for every ten times I practice the eight sword moves that incorporate wind, my reaction speed will increase by 1%. The martial arts of Blue Star are truly incredible!"

You should know that the human reflex arc is generally 0.1 second to 0.5 second, and it is often innate and difficult to improve and strengthen through acquired training. This is the so-called innate endowment and aptitude difference.

But the martial arts of Blue Star obviously broke this iron rule. It has developed to such a maturity that it has begun to involve genetic transformation.

"No wonder Xu Lan didn't think I could win. It seems that those second-generation cultivators who got ahead of me do have a much more solid foundation than me."

Ye Qingzhou's mind was racing and his thoughts were racing.

His opponent started training five or six years in advance and invested massive amounts of resources to build the foundation of martial arts. According to this model, even a fat pig can be strengthened into an elephant.

However, it is impossible to make Ye Qingzhou admit defeat in this way.

Although he truly felt the huge gap in physical fitness, Ye Qingzhou did not become discouraged.

On the contrary, the stronger the opponent, the more stimulation and excitement he will feel: "I'm already looking forward to it. I hope you second-generation cultivators won't let me down."

Early the next morning, Ye Qingzhou went out to school carrying his sword bag.

He closed his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the school step by step.

The distance between each step was exactly three feet, and the error was even controlled within one millimeter. The posture was very strange.

This is actually an extremely advanced standing practice, which Ye Qingzhou realized in his previous life and named "Traveling the World with a Sword".

Different from standing still, Zhanjian Tianya is a walking stance that can be practiced while walking. Each step is three feet long, which is exactly the length of the sword.

Weapons are an extension of fists and feet, and all swordsmanship in the world, in essence, is nothing more than the control of space and distance. So whoever has a stronger sense of space and distance has a greater advantage in swordsmanship. Without accumulating small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles.

In order to win the championship of the Qinglan Sword Fighting Competition, Ye Qingzhou is now racing against time to strengthen himself. He even practices moving stances while walking. Through repeated practice, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, he makes the strength in his body flow into a conditioned reflex and circulate along a fixed track. Over time, he will be able to realize the circulation of internal meridians and release strength as he wishes.

At the same time, Ye Qingzhou closed his eyes and relied entirely on his ears to listen to sounds and determine the location, using this method to exercise his five senses and control.

But in the eyes of others, Ye Qingzhou at this moment looked like a street scoundrel walking with his eyes closed, marching in step, hands in pockets, looking down on everyone and as arrogant as he could be.

Even passers-by stayed far away and didn't dare to get within five meters of him.

It was not until they arrived at the gate of No. 1 Middle School that Ye Qingzhou met Yun Shanshan unexpectedly.

In the past, Yun Shanshan would never have taken the initiative to greet Ye Qingzhou, but after hearing from her best friend Cao Jingwen that Ye Qingzhou had joined the fencing club yesterday, her thoughts had obviously changed a lot.

The fencing club of No. 1 Middle School is still very prestigious. The top five students are eligible for admission to universities, the only difference is the level of the schools they are admitted to.

Compared to other ordinary high school students, members of the swordsmanship club obviously have a higher probability of becoming professional martial artists, and their future prospects are bright.

It is precisely because of this that even though Yun Shanshan was ignored by Ye Qingzhou, she felt that this little grievance was nothing and instead she was full of fighting spirit.

She carefully smoothed her hair, tried her best to put on a charming smile, and then greeted Ye Qingzhou in a sweet voice: "Ye Qingzhou, good morning."

As a result, Ye Qingzhou closed his eyes, just twitched his ears, and walked through the school gate without stopping, with no intention of paying any attention to Yun Shanshan.

This made Yun Shanshan, who always considered herself a little princess, very angry. No boy had ever dared to ignore her like this!

there has never been!

Yun Shanshan ran quickly and finally caught up with Ye Qingzhou. She stopped him breathlessly, "Ye Qingzhou, wait a minute."

Ye Qingzhou stopped practicing upon hearing the sound, exhaled slowly and finished his practice, looking at Yun Shanshan with an unhappy face: "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you see me just now?"

"Are you blind? Can't you see that I'm walking with my eyes closed?"

"..."

"Then why didn't you answer me when I called you?"

"I'm not a telephone customer service representative, why should I answer your question?"

"Ye Qingzhou! Does it have to be like this between us? You were obviously not like this before..."

"Look at what you said. Didn't you ignore me before? Why do you have to get entangled with me now? In fact, I still like your rebellious side. Please recover."

Yun Shanshan bit her lower lip lightly with her pearly teeth. She felt extremely aggrieved in her heart. She had clearly taken the initiative to lower her head, so why didn't Ye Qingzhou forgive her?

Falling in love with someone else and getting tired of the old and liking the new!
Bah, what a scumbag!
(End of this chapter)