Chapter 9: 【Sword】【Claw】
Chapter 9【Sword】【Claw】
Zhao Yinshun thought for a moment and nodded secretly in his heart.
Except for those immortals who realized the Dao overnight, skipped the process, and got the correct result directly, it is estimated that there is no one else in the world who can compare with him!
After a few days to digest the harvest of the nine-level Xiao Zhoutian, and after laying a solid foundation, you can try to break through the tenth level!
【True Martial Secret Record】Every 12th level belongs to a stage, I don’t know if the difficulty will increase after 13th level…
With a thought of , Zhao Yinshun looked at his attribute panel and found that the level behind [True Martial Secret Record] had changed to LV.22.
And the [body] attribute has also undergone some changes.
【body】: 5+1
Clenching his fists, feeling the growing pain of soreness and swelling in his body, he understands that his physical attributes will usher in explosive growth in the future.
But the premise is that you can provide your body with all the nutrients it needs to grow...
The sunlight outside the window shone on his body, and only then did Zhao Yinshun realize that he had been cultivating all night without knowing it!
Grumble
A low roar came from his lower abdomen, Zhao Yinshun's complexion changed, and he turned over and went straight to the bathroom.
After a long while, he opened the door in a good mood.
suddenly remembered something, he lifted his sleeve to smell it, and couldn't help frowning.
There is no pores to spray feces, and the filth from washing tendons and bones is sprayed out from the correct path, but there is still a sour smell on the clothes. It seems that I sweated a lot during the practice last night.
Too lazy to boil water, he took a shower with cold water. Zhao Yinshun put on clean clothes, looked at the thin teenager in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.
It’s still quite refreshing to pack up!
Grumble
The stomach growled again. The big meal he had eaten last night has been completely consumed. The body is eager for the nutrients for growth, and the brain sends out a hunger like scratching the lungs.
As it was almost time, Zhao Yinshun simply brought some copper coins and went straight to school.
Although he hadn't slept all night and his face was pale, Zhao Yinshun's spirit was exceptionally full, and his crystal eyes were shining like a fine gem.
"Selling buns, selling buns, fat and fragrant meat buns!"
"Boss, how much is your bun?"
"2 copper horns each, a big fresh and tender meat bun, it is guaranteed that you will still want to eat it!"
"Can you make it cheaper if I buy more?"
"what?"
The owner of the steamed bun was about to refuse, but turned his head to meet Zhao Yinshun's eyes, and his heart was slightly taken aback.
A handsome pair of tricks!
Eyes are the windows to the soul. When he saw those clear eyes, the owner of Baozipu felt inexplicably soft in his heart.
A few minutes later, Zhao Yinshun walked and nibbled with 20 big meat buns, and all of them had eaten before reaching the gate of the martial arts institute.
Still smacking his lips, Zhao Yinshun finally knew how He Yubo's appetite came from.
"Huh? Xiao Shun, why are you here so early today?"
said that when Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, He Yubo was dressed in a strong suit, and just opened the gate of the martial arts institute, he bumped into Zhao Yinshun head-on.
"Morning congratulations, teacher, I slept early last night, so I just came over for morning practice today."
Politely greeted He Yubo with a smile, Zhao Yinshun was about to enter the door, but was caught.
stared carefully at Zhao Yinshun's eyes, He Yubo looked up and down, and then patted him on the shoulder.
"The divine light overflowed, did you break through?"
"Small gains."
Zhao Yinshun smiled modestly, but was dragged directly into the martial arts courtyard by the excited He Yubo.
"[Zhenwu Secret Record] is obscure and esoteric. The last time you broke through to the eighth level was only a few months? I didn't expect you to break through continuously in a short period of time. With the ninth level Xiao Zhoutian as a foundation, I can finally start to teach you how to practice. It's gone!"
dragged Zhao Yinshun to the dojo, and He Yubo pointed at the eighteen kinds of weapons on the sidelines, full of arrogance.
"what do you want to learn?"
Blinking his eyes, Zhao Yinshun's eyes wandered around various weapons, and finally locked his eyes on an iron sword.
"Teach, I want to learn swords."
Hearing this, He Yubo sighed with emotion as he showed his expression as expected.
"It really is Zhao Chaoge's son..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately realized that he had poked Zhao Yinshun's sadness again, and could not wait to slap himself on the spot.
Why can't I keep my mouth shut?
"Cough, in addition to weapons, you also have to choose a disciple's martial arts. What are you going to choose?"
"A sword isn't enough?"
"Can you guarantee that your sword will always be in your hand?"
"Isn't the sword in the man, the sword is dead and the man is dead?"
"Huh? Who told you? The average sword cultivator in Shushan folds two swords every year. Other schools are better, but not much better. As long as it is actual combat, there is no weapon that does not damage the weapon, unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless you can lift the sky and make your own weapon into a Taoist weapon, but even then, the immortal is only the [Tao] in it, not the weapon itself."
Changing the topic without a trace, He Yubo rubbed Zhao Yinshun's head and warned in a deep voice.
"You don't have to use unarmed kung fu, but you can't do it without it. At the critical moment, that's your life-saving trump card!"
Zhao Yinshun nodded as if he understood something.
Although he knows a lot of extraordinary knowledge, he has almost zero actual combat experience, which is quite taken for granted.
"Then...Teach, what kind of freehand do you think I should learn?"
"Fist, palm, finger, claws, legs, I can teach you anything you want, but if you want to learn some advanced kung fu, ahem... Our dean is famous for his claw method."
understood!
"Then I will learn claws."
"clever."
nodded with satisfaction, He Yubo grabbed it in the air, and the iron sword on the wooden frame several meters away rose into the air and fell into his palm precisely.
Catching the iron sword thrown by He Yubo, Zhao Yinshun's eyes lit up.
handsome!
This elegant hand fully satisfied his fantasy of martial arts masters.
In contrast, yesterday their group of students fought back and forth, like chickens pecking at each other, and little radishes had a meeting!
Enjoying the disciple's admiring gaze, He Yubo stood with his hands behind his back, smiling crookedly.
"The claw technique is unpredictable, and there is no harm in capturing and defending the enemy. If you practice this trick [Star Picker] to the depths, taking a person's head from a hundred steps away is like looking into a bag to take an object!"
"Teaching, I want to learn [Star Picker]!"
"Want to learn to fly before you can climb? Start with the basics, don't be too ambitious."
He Yubo flicked his fingers at Zhao Yinshun a few meters away, and an invisible energy slammed on his forehead, causing his neck to shrink in fright.
"Okay, draw your sword, I'll teach you the basics of swordsmanship first."
"Yes, teach!"
Drawn out the iron sword that had not been opened, Zhao Yinshun skillfully pulled a sword flower, and subconsciously assumed a standing position, waiting for the sword.
"Huh? Have you practiced swords before?"
"My father taught me [Basic Swordsmanship]."
"Oh."
Just looking at Zhao Yinshun's skilled standing posture, He Yubo had a bottom line in his heart.
"Then save the trouble, come on, let's have a hand."
said, He Yubo bent his fingers into claws, and patted Zhao Yinshun's head with a single stride.
Learn from the experience of the previous book, I will try to omit the attributes that have not changed, lest you call me waterヾ(｀Д)
(end of this chapter)