Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 98 Black and White
An Huangui saw it out of the corner of his eye and his eyes jumped. He thought that he must be crazy to fight with such a master. At least two bottles.

Zhou Leng stretched out his right hand and said, "In the third round, I have to rush into the demon group alone. Although I can win, it is too dangerous. How about we stop here?"

An Huangui was stunned for a moment, then instantly understood Zhou Leng's intention. He stretched out his right hand and gently shook hands with Zhou Leng.

"I am indeed not as good as you. I, An Huangui, lost this fight." An Huangui shouted finally, nodded slightly to Zhou Leng with a very calm expression, turned around and walked back to where the East China Wuzhong people were.

Shanhe Oak looked around, picked up the nearest bottle of water, unscrewed it, poured it with his right hand, and Received it with his left hand.

The water splashed everywhere.

Shanhe Oak frowned, puzzled.

Everyone nearby was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

The various races from other worlds not far away also widened their eyes and marveled in amazement.

When foreigners from various small countries saw this scene, they all sighed. This was the terrifying thing about the Dragon Kingdom.

First-rate Yunhua Jinjing, second-rate top ten martial arts.

The joint entrance examination of eighteen schools is only a third-rate examination in the Kingdom of Dragons, but one can see such a wonderful Qi competition. In a small country, all of them are top talents from top martial arts universities.

Tian Chengchang's eyes were intoxicated, but were suddenly disturbed by the new information from the magic watch.

He took a look and saw that it was news from Chang Luan.

"This Zhou Leng, at most in a few months, no one will be able to control him."

Tian Chengchang glanced at Chang Luan and nodded slightly.

Chang Luan responded with a smile.

Tian Chengchang sighed.

Among these people, only Chang Luan knew that he was Tian Wenbao's son, even Rao Mingxian didn't know.

Tian Chengchang couldn't control his thoughts, and the crystal water ball spinning in the sun appeared in his mind.

His martial arts teacher did the same thing when he was a freshman in high school.

Make a water ball with your air, hold it with your flat palm, and let the water flow without moving your hand.

The teacher said that this is the ultimate martial arts, with a mind as clear as water.

Tian Chengchang has always been looking forward to the day when he can return to the classroom and hold up a spinning water ball.

Let the crystal water ball reflect the light and illuminate the classroom.

I haven't been able to do it for so many years.

The highest score he could get for Qi control was only 69 points, and it was very likely that he would never be able to do that.

He suddenly envied Zhou Leng.

Seeing Zhou Leng's leaving back, Tian Chengchang sighed.

"Senior Brother Tian, can you please spare a moment to talk to me?" An Huangui walked over and said in a low voice.

The two of them walked to a deserted place.

An Huangui asked, "I heard that Senior Brother Tian came here with Zhou Leng?"

Tian Chengchang nodded.

"What do you think of Zhou Leng?"

Tian Chengchang recalled Rao Mingxian's praise from before, sighed, and said slowly: "On the battlefield, he is the bravest of the three armies."

An Huangui was stunned for a moment, thinking back to the previous battle, Zhou Leng was indeed brave.

There are even rumors that the giant was convinced by Zhou Leng and was willing to join the team.

"What about his usual personality?"

Tian Chengchang hesitated for a moment and said, "We were surrounded by demons. He didn't know us and came to rescue us alone. Afterwards, he only marked a demon and floated away."

"Sure enough..." An Huangui muttered to himself.

"Why do you ask about him?"

An Huangui laughed at himself and said, "At first, I was influenced by others and had a preconceived notion that he was a bad person. After two consecutive competitions, I found that his heart of martial arts was firm and his mind was pure, which was very different from what I expected. On the contrary, I was found to be useless."

"The rumors may not be accurate." Tian Chengchang said.

An Huangui nodded and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother. Thank you for not competing for the position of temporary Senior Brother with your status as a senior brother."

Tian Chengchang smiled and said, "I know my own abilities. It's more than enough for me to lead a few dozen people, but to be the eldest brother of so many people, I have to rely on people like you who are truly capable."

An Huangui said goodbye, turned around and took a step, then turned back and said, "Your statement is not quite the same as Chang Luan's, but I roughly understand it."

Tian Chengchang immediately understood that it was Chang Luan who hated Zhou Leng and said something in front of An Huangui, which made An Huangui come forward to stop Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng returned to the Ruda camp and chatted with Xu Kangan and others about some things. He said that he would focus on martial arts and let them handle it.

Then, Zhou Leng and the person with blue spiritual light went to the Moonlight Shadow Wall together.

Zhou Leng found an open space, sat down, and looked at the dimly lit stone wall in front of him that looked like a full moon.

This is the third heavenly inheritance.

Inspired by the inherited aura, the world before one's eyes suddenly changes.

The surrounding area is no longer covered with green grass and land, but a vast and boundless stone martial arts field.

Huge square stone slabs are arranged closely together, with nothing else except the moonlit shadow wall in the middle.

"Welcome, kid. The first test of Moonlight Shadow Wall is to 'learn skills.'"

The voice sounded again, and the moonlight in front of them suddenly cast a ray of light.

Then, two three-dimensional projection figures appeared between the moonlit shadow wall and Zhou Leng.

The two men were about thirty years old, the left one was wearing white shorts and the right one was wearing black shorts, standing facing each other.

The two men clasped their fists in salute, then attacked.

Then, Zhou Leng was confused.

Because the two people used moves that had never been seen before, and there was obviously no connection between the moves.

It's just a matter of using it wherever I think of it.

After just a short while, Zhou Leng felt that both sides used dozens of different types of martial arts, and the number was still increasing.

What can we learn from this?
No wonder everyone who had experienced the Moon Shining on the Shadow Wall shook their heads and thought this test was the most difficult.

Zhou Leng was not discouraged and observed carefully.

From the very beginning, the two's moves were extremely messy, as if they were demonstrating all sorts of messy external skills.

But it felt like they did nothing wrong.

It seems that those moves can be used in this way.

Zhou Leng observed and thought at the same time, and soon realized that the "skill" in this "learning skill" was not a specific "move".

It was a fighting style, or a sense of fighting. So Zhou Leng gave up watching and focused his attention on the man in white, memorizing his fighting style.

At the beginning, Zhou Leng gained nothing and could only memorize it by rote.

But as my memory deepened, I slowly discovered some repetitive details about that man's battle.

As more and more repetitive details appeared, Zhou Leng understood more and more about the fighting style of the man in white.

Zhou watched calmly, over and over again, watching continuously and summarizing continuously.

Slowly, I figured out some tricks.

"So the rush attack should be used at this time..."

"It turns out that there is a prerequisite for a fake move to become real..."

"This man's moves are complicated, but many of his fighting methods and concepts can be traced..."

"This man's fighting style is good at seizing opportunities and finding flaws..."

"His fighting style has many moves, but not many of them are real moves..."

There are many things that Zhou Leng can't explain because this man's methods are too sophisticated.

Zhou Leng even suspected that these two people were suppressed to the level of Blood Circulation Stage by the Grandmaster.

After figuring out the fighting style of the man in white, Zhou Leng looked towards the man in black on the right.

After watching it carefully for a while, I have a completely different understanding.

"If the man in white is like a flexible venomous snake, then the man in black is like a fierce tiger..."

"Focus on momentum and strength, don't follow your opponent, stick to your own style of play, and use force to defeat tricks..."

"His fighting style, on the surface, will result in a loss for both sides, but in reality, it completely changes the opponent's fighting style and makes the opponent follow his way."

"The two people's fighting styles are suitable for different situations. Both are important. There is no right or wrong. Both are useful..."

After Zhou Leng learned the basics, he stood up and began to directly imitate the fighting style of the two men.

The moves are not standard, but they place special emphasis on aspects such as fighting style, timing, and momentum.

After a long time, Zhou Leng slowly mastered some techniques and then changed.

He used his own external skills and integrated the fighting skills of two people at the same time.

Zhou Leng went to the left for a while, then to the right, constantly comparing fighting methods with the two.

Gradually, Zhou Leng realized his past combat mistakes and also refined his past correct combat skills.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng stood there.

In their eyes, the two were still fighting.

But in Zhou Leng's heart, he had already grasped a strange feeling.

No matter what tricks those two men used, they were no longer unfamiliar.

Don't look at the whole cow, just look at the tactics.

Slowly, Zhou Leng smiled.

Like a child raising his hands to catch the snow, or like a child looking up at fallen leaves.

The heart of martial arts is sincere, forgetting its form and getting its meaning.

"Congratulations, kid. Now, let's start the second test, 'Solution'."

Zhou Leng's eyes flashed and he found that his position had changed.

A man in white appeared in front of Zhou Leng and attacked Zhou Leng using the technique of exploring the dragon and taking the pearl.

However, time seemed to slow down suddenly, and the man's movement speed was only one tenth of his previous speed.

Countless images flashed through Zhou Leng's mind. He tilted his head, turned sideways, and swept the other person's arm.

My movements were also much slower, but still a little faster than the man in white.

The next moment, the man in white changed his offensive, cleverly avoiding Zhou Leng's attack, moving his body forward and changing his fist into an elbow.

Click...

Zhou Leng's arm had little strength left and was broken by the opponent's elbow.

Zhou Leng staggered back, his eyes gleaming with brilliance.

"I actually have this trick. If I don't fight it in real life, I really can't tell..."

A moment later, Zhou Leng's body recovered and the man in white attacked again.

Zhou Jing calmed down and focused his energy, fighting carefully with the man in white.

The result is that you can only last a few moves before being broken through by your opponent.

Not only was Zhou Leng not angry, but he was very excited and fought with the man in white with great interest.

We suffered defeat after defeat and retreat after retreat.

But Zhou Leng seemed tireless and continued to fight.

Repeated defeats and battles.

After fighting for tens of thousands of moves, Zhou Leng finally felt that some of the white-clothed man's moves had been exhausted.

The man in white was still very strong, but Zhou Leng could already vaguely judge some of his intentions.

So Zhou Leng began to fight back.

It would be better if you didn't fight back. Once you do, the scene will be extremely tragic.

His elbow deformed slightly, and his opponent punched him in the chest.

Move your feet slower, use more strength, and then you will be hit in the face with a punch to the eye.

My footwork was too fast, and when the opponent changed his moves, my shoulder collided directly with his fist...

Zhou Leng was even more excited. He didn't expect that he could learn so many details regardless of offense or defense.

Gradually, the two people's playing styles became more and more similar.

Apart from the difference in their external martial arts moves, the two men's reactions in many details are almost like mirror images.

In the end, the two of them were like performing acrobatics, going back and forth, you attacking and I defending, you defending and I attacking.

But no one can do anything to anyone.

This lasted for more than ten minutes, and the man in white suddenly turned into a ball of mist.

bang...

Disappear.

Zhou Leng gained a lot and looked excited.

(End of this chapter)