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Chapter 88 The sky has cleared, the rain has stopped, and you think you're all set for yourself again!?

Training hall.

"Some are green, some are."

Zhao Jun, the unarmed martial arts instructor of the special training class, nodded as he listened to Fang Qingyu's question.

"After breaking through to the martial artist level, Bajiquan itself has a new training method at the martial artist level, which needs to be supplemented with the Pi Gua Zhang (劈挂掌) technique. There is a saying that goes like this."

"With Bajiquan and Piguazhang, even gods and ghosts are afraid."

"Of course, there are also extensions in other weapon types, such as the Six Harmony Spear and the Six Harmony Blade."

Two days have passed since the mission ended.

The special training class unusually had a three-day break.

As soon as Fang Qingyu recovered from his injury, he couldn't wait to ask the two martial arts instructors some questions.

"What about the lightning strike?"

Fang Qingyu looked at Coach Wen Xu.

"No, Thunder Slash. Thunder Slash is a relatively powerful sword technique at the Martial Apprentice stage. We can wait until you reach the Martial Master stage and learn a new martial art before deciding." Wen Xu shook his head.

"For martial arts like Bajiquan, which has many extensions, is it true that the better one practices it before breaking through to the next level, the more helpful it will be later?" Fang Qingyu thought for a moment and then asked.

Zhao Jun took off his boxing gloves and said definitively, "Of course, unless you change your martial arts routine, you will still need to practice not only Bajiquan, but also your basic boxing techniques, such as the Thirteen Forms of the Horizontal Saber. Even if you break through to the Martial Artist level, as long as you haven't reached perfection, you will still need to practice them."

"Understood, thank you, Coach."

After listening, Fang Qingyu had his answer and walked to the side after speaking to the two coaches.

The 10 skill points from the day before yesterday.

I haven't finished adding them yet, just to ask a few questions.

After listening to what the two coaches said.

There are no other problems.

Open the graph.

Allocate 4 skill points to Bajiquan.

Fang Qingyu closed his eyes and concentrated, and thousands of fist shadows exploded in the depths of his consciousness.

The sound of bones and muscles resonating rose from the coccyx, as if someone were using an iron hammer to chisel the Bajiquan manual directly into the marrow.

He stomped his right leg on the ground unconsciously.

The posture of sinking the shoulders and dropping the elbows affects the whole body, and the instinctive strength flows through the spine into the fist.

This strike was delivered without any pre-existing power.

It's purely an instinctive outburst of muscle memory and nerve reflexes.

"boom!"

A sudden explosion occurred.

This caused the two coaches, who hadn't gone far, to turn around.

But it's not over yet.

Fang Qingyu then picked up the wooden horizontal sword next to him and added the last two skill points to the Thirteen Styles of the Horizontal Sword.

The moment the skill points merged into flesh and blood.

My spine trembled like a taut bowstring.

The muscle memory formed by tens of thousands of sword swings awakens in the fascia, the scapula and wrist joints feel as smooth as if they have been oiled, and the thirteen moves are broken down into countless power trajectories and reassembled in the mind.

Fang Qingyu suddenly understood the various shortcomings of his previous sword strikes.

For example, the angle of the foot hitting the ground was off by half an inch, or the range of waist and hip rotation was slightly less.

The horizontal sword is no longer an extension of the arm.

Instead, it was the force rising from the soles of the feet that flowed through the entire body along the river, the trajectory of the blade cutting through the air resembling the lingering echo of thunder cutting through the rain curtain.

As body temperature suddenly spikes and beads of sweat roll down the back, the muscle fibers in the upper arms tighten and reorganize like steel cables.

The previously hesitant sixth move, the turning and thrusting sword, now saw the shoulder joint naturally sink half a finger, and the arc drawn by the blade was so precise it looked as if it had been engraved with a compass.

The wooden knife suddenly swung upwards at an angle.

The blade grazed the training post, and the thick, hardwood post snapped in two, the broken pieces as smooth as if they had been sanded.

舒坦
I felt the fusion of two insights in my mind.

I don't have the headache I used to have right now. It seems that having strong mental power is also helpful for adding points!

Look at your own panel.

【Power: 28.1→31.4】

Speed: 25.5 → 28.1

[Physique: 25.6→29.5]

[Willpower: 22.3 → 25.5]

[Mental Strength: 25.5 → 32.5]

[Divine Appearance: 25.3→32.3]

With the mastery of Bajiquan and the attainment of the Thirteen Forms of Hengdao, the four dimensions have experienced a linear and explosive increase.

We are getting closer and closer to achieving the perfect score of 49 points.

As for spiritual power and divine form, these increased after the Eternal Night Blaze was lit up the day before yesterday.

When will I be able to easily unleash the full power of the Eternal Night Blaze?

This means stepping completely into the extraordinary realm.

"This pace of progress is a bit..."

Wen Xu and Zhao Jun stood at a distance, watching and shaking their heads, unsure of what words to use to describe it.

I've been on duty at the special training class for quite some time now.

I have seen countless geniuses.

But none of them were as different as Fang Qingyu, who was the same every day.

They were freaks among freaks. But they didn't go up to say anything, just made a few remarks, and then prepared to leave the training hall.

The incarnation of the gods that night has not yet been found.

Everyone in the bureau is actively participating in this search mission.

But they hadn't even stepped out the door yet.

First came a burst of hearty laughter.

"Hahaha--"

Tong Ran burst in with a burst of wild laughter, his eyes immediately locking onto Fang Qingyu in the distance.

He drank loudly.

"Fang Qingyu, are you healed yet? Come and fight!!"

This caused Wen Xu and Zhao Jun, who were standing nearby, to exchange a glance.
Did the child hurt his head?

Fang Qingyu, standing at a distance, heard the sound and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Turning my head to look.

After the last battle, Tong Ran and the other cultists who fought so desperately that night still seemed annoying.

But at least I no longer feel the urge to smash them to pieces the moment I see them.

But seeing his excited expression...

Fang Qingyu still couldn't quite understand it.

"Are you crazy?"

His visualization technique has been perfected, which is now common knowledge in the special training class.

Where did Tong Ran get the courage to challenge himself?

"You don't think you're the only one who's improved, do you?"

Tong Ran walked up to Fang Qingyu with a smile, raised her hands slightly, and water immediately surged up from the ground around her.

The prototype of twelve water dragons.

It appears faintly within the water curtain wall.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyu understood. He put the wooden sword back on the weapon rack and smiled at Tong Ran.

"Then let's fight. But before we fight, I have an old saying I'd like to give you."

Tong Ran's eyes became slightly serious.

"What old saying?"

"The sky has cleared, the rain has stopped, and you feel like you're capable again."

Tong Ran was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening.

Immediately control the twelve water dragons to roar and plunge down.

The ground beneath Fang Qingyu's feet suddenly exploded.

Golden patterns climbed up his neck to behind his ears, his right eye reflected the moon in its icy halo, and his left pupil suddenly burst into flames.

boom!
The sound of footsteps hitting the ground was like a cannonball being fired.

Fang Qingyu crashed head-on into the twelve encircling water dragons.

Bajiquan - Mountain-Pulling Lean!
The moment the shoulder impacts the water curtain wall.

The twelve water dragons simultaneously burst into rain and mist.

wow-

Tong Ran was even thrown away by the broken waves.

The water stains left straight marks on the ground.

Fang Qingyu stopped his attack, shaking off the water droplets on his shoulders. His icy and fiery eyes reflected the mess on the ground.

The twelve afterimages of water dragons were turning into a drizzle.

The raindrops drizzled onto Tong Ran's blank face.

It wasn't until Fang Qingyu left the training hall that he gradually came to his senses.

He looked at Wen Xu and Zhao Jun beside him.

He asked blankly, "Has Fang Qingyu mastered Bajiquan?"

The two looked at him with pitiful eyes and nodded.

Tong Ran looked completely bewildered after hearing this.

They slowly walked towards the outer hall.

the other side.

After leaving the training hall, Fang Qingyu got into the car and headed straight to Chenfeng Martial Arts School.

Qin Hui and Zheng Lin sent him messages.

He said he had something urgent to discuss with me.

"What's wrong, Brother Qin?"

Half an hour later, we arrived at the martial arts school.

Fang Qingyu looked into the peaceful interior of the martial arts hall, where everyone was training as usual.

Qin Hui pulled Fang Qingyu to a corner.

He asked furtively, "Are you about to break through to the Martial Artist level?"

"It'll be soon, probably in another month at most."

Fang Qingyu estimated the rate at which the attributes would increase after perfecting the basic skills and replied.

After listening, Qin Hui rubbed his hands together.

"Would you be interested in sparring with martial artists from across the Federation?"

(End of this chapter)