MTL - Sword God-v2 Chapter 9 Sprint limit

(People, only by doing their best to know where their limits are, and only by challenging them can they better shape themselves)

The effect of Huyang Zhuanggu liquor is much better than the energy pills. When a bowl goes down, Chen Zong can feel his body heat up quickly, and his blood seems to be boiling. With Hu Xiaojue, his blood flowed three points faster than usual. The quenching effect is obviously improved.

"At this rate, it is not a problem to finish the second tempering within a month." Chen Zong exhaled, and the red skin gradually returned to his true colors: "Then, in the third month, I can finish the third tempering. Then, you will be able to sprint the four layers of Qi and Blood to become warriors. "

The feeling that a goal is close at hand makes me irresistibly excited.

Waking up to sleep, Chen Zong practiced his sword skills as usual, and then went to Chen Chuyun's residence to train the three-character tips of fast and stable.

"You can temper your blood gas within a month. The cultivation talent is indeed very good. I suggest you not to rush through." Chen Chuyun's cold expression was a little serious.

"Why is this?" Chen Zong is puzzled, does not mean that as long as the blood gas is tempered three times, it can impact the four layers of the gas and blood environment and become a warrior?

"The level of martial arts, the number of times of blood gas quenching will have a clear impact on the warriors, the path of cultivation will be smoother, and the strength will often be a little more than the same level of warriors." Three times is the limit. The more powerful ones can be tempered four or even five times or even six times. "

"So it is." Chen Zong nodded when he heard that. The number of tempers of blood gas is equal to the potential of a person. The more the tempering, the higher the potential, the more stable the foundation, such as building construction, different stability. Some foundations can only cover three floors, while others can cover four or five floors or even higher.

"If you want to go further and further on the road of the warrior, you must temper your blood to the extreme and make a breakthrough." Chen Chuyun said in a serious tone.

"I am anxious to become a warrior in order to improve my strength as soon as possible, in order to find a treasure medicine for healing and recovery, but if the foundation is more stable, I can better improve my military level and have stronger strength. I should choose the latter. "Chen Zong secretly thought, thinking of this, Chen Zong could not help but ask:" Teaching, how many times did you train your blood when you were a warrior? "

"Five times." Chen Chuyun said, "At present, among the clan halls, the number of blood gas tempering at the samurai level is the most six times. At the age of seventeen, he is now the top-level warrior on the sixth level of Qi and Blood."

"Okay, I will first quench the blood gas to the limit, and then break through." Chen Zong immediately made a decision, and he wanted to know how many times the blood gas could be tempered is the limit.

One day of training begins.

After returning to the premises, Chen Zong drank a small bowl of Huyang Zhuanggu liquor to practice the Tiger Xiao Jue.

There isn't a lot of Huyang Zhuanggu wine in it, it's almost a pound. After ten days, he was drunk by Chen Zong. Then, he took one energy pill a day and finished it after thirteen days.

With a surge of blood, the speed of flow suddenly intensified, and the skin quickly turned red. Chen Zong could feel that his body had become stronger and horizontal, and his arms were full of strength.

"Twenty-four days later, I finally tempered my blood for the second time." Chen Zongxin was very happy. After two times of tempering and carrying, the strength could be directly increased by two hundred pounds.

"In a few days, it will be the chief battle. The head of the swordsmanship group and the king of the five groups must be mine."

Because, one's ascension is not only the second pass of blood gas quenching, but the basic eighteen styles are more proficient, the four swords are more proficient, and the practice of the three-character quick and accurate method has also improved significantly.

A few days later, the group chief dispute came again, without any accident, Chen Zong became the chief and participated in the chief king competition.

On the ring, Chen Zong defeated one opponent after another, and Chen Fenghua lost under his sword for the second time.

"If this continues, the gap will only get farther and farther." Chen Fenghua and others couldn't help secretly saying that they were improving, Chen Zong was also improving, and there was Huyang Zhuanggu liquor, faster than them.

At the end of the third month, Chen Zong had already tempered his blood for the third time and won the chief king again.

But I can feel that as the blood gas is quenched more and more times, the energy pill is getting weaker and weaker. Only Huyang Zhuanggu liquor can help.

In the fourth month, Chen Zong got up early as usual and practiced swords at the corner of the training ground.

Afterimage swordsmanship hands up.

Split style!

Illusion

Zigzag style!

Overlay style!

Shadowless!

again and again.

Two months ago, the residual shadow swordsmanship reached its peak. After two months of hard training, Chen Zong's understanding of residual shadow swordsmanship became deeper and deeper. Now he has accumulated a lot of hair and finally grasped that hint of secret. He was suddenly cheerful and enlightened. Through.

The iron sword stabbed, the sword shadows overlapped, wrapped up and down, real and false, and indistinguishable.

Jian Ying, Wu Zi still paused in the air, but the iron sword has already entered the sheath.

"Okay, the residual sword swordsmanship finally reached the state of perfection." Chen Zong smiled slightly: "Next, we will break the willow swordsmanship and eagle fencing to the state of perfection."

The method of brushing the willow is like a sword in the wind, and the wind moves the willow, and the willow swings with the wind. A unique charm emerges.

A happy state!

Then, Chen Zong began to practice eagle fencing.

People are like eagles and swords like claws!

The sword rises like an eagle spreading its wings, and the sword falls like an eagle screaming.

Chen Zong's figure leapt as if turning into a goshawk hovering in the air.

A happy state!

At this point, the perfect state of tiger fist, the perfect state of afterimage swordsmanship, the perfect state of willow swordsmanship, the perfect state of eagle fencing, as for the eight true swords, although it has reached the peak of success, there is no trace of perfection. Clue.

The three sword-building swordsmanship achieved a perfect state, which improved Chen Zong's blood tempering progress a little, saving several days.

It is difficult to practice the Eight Swords of the True Sword. Chen Zong was already mentally prepared, so he was not in a hurry. He insisted on daily practice and slowly realized that there would always be a breakthrough.

As for the transcendental realm above consummation, I don't know where to start. Maybe it needs chance.

On the second day, Chen Zong to Chen Chuyun trained in the courtyard.

First, use the right hand ten times to learn the basic eighteen styles.

Each arm bears 30 pounds of weight, and the end of the sword also hangs 30 pounds of iron ball. After ten minutes, Chen Zong's right arm trembled, twelve minutes, limit, change the left arm, hold on for ten minutes, then change the right arm Repeat this several times.

Standing in front of the round wooden ball stand, Chen Zong drew his sword and stabbed it out. Jian Guang penetrated the air, leaving a small dot in the center of the round wooden ball the size of an egg, and the round wooden ball remained motionless.

Fold swords, give them swords!

Fold swords, give them swords!

Fold swords, give them swords!

It wasn't until the stab in the size of a lotus-shaped log that the log was slightly shaken.

Attentive, charged, and stabbed with a sword.

One sword smashed a soybean-sized log.

"It's still not enough." Sighed slightly and changed to the left hand training.

The left hand gradually kept up with the level of the right hand, and on the accuracy, it was a log round different from the right hand.

Soy-sized round wooden **** shattered with a sword in his left hand.

At the end of the fourth month, the fourth chief battle came on schedule.

Swing the sword, easily defeat the six members of the sword group, get the chief, and defeat each opponent.

"This time, I want to defeat you." Chen Fenghua said, he has been defeated three times under Chen Zongjian, so-called things are not three, there can be no fourth.

At the time of his shot, Chen Fenghua burst into full force, tempering the blood transport twice, and the more skilled serial knife method unfolded at full force. The knife light continued to split against Chen Zong. It turned out to be another change, turning it into a heavy blow. Smashing the dais like it feels extremely heavy.

Saber of Perfection!

"It turned out that the smashing sword reached the state of perfection." Chen Zong secretly said, no wonder Chen Fenghua was confident, but he practiced all three swordsmanship to a satisfactory state.

Sword out, and even eliminated the band, dismantled Chen Fenghua's offensive, and shot it down the ring again.

"I lost again." Chen Fenghua looked bitter.

Chen Zong was once again the chief king, like a shadow, covering everyone.

Return to the premises, drink two small bowls of Huyang Zhuanggu wine in one breath to practice tiger xiaojue.

Five days later, this altar of tiger bones was finished, and Chen Zong tempered his blood again.

"In the first pass of blood gas quenching, there was no energy pill and Huyang Zhuanggu liquor, and it took more than 20 days to use it. In the second pass, there were energy pills and Huyang Zhuanggu liquor, which took 24 days. The third pass took one month, and the fourth It takes one month and five days to use it repeatedly, but the limit has not been reached. The fifth pass may take longer. "

After a while, it's been four months since I came to the clan hall, and I don't know what is going on with Dad.

"I entered the clan hall, UU reading www.uukanshu.com presumably the treatment of A Da in the family will be improved." Chen Zong secretly said.

Cultivation Cultivation!

The fifth chief battle came as scheduled, but Chen Zong did not finish his fifth temper.

On the ring, Chen Guzhan and Chen Zong were separated by a few meters.

In the past four times, Chen Zonghua's final opponent was Chen Fenghua, but this time, Chen Guzhan defeated Chen Fenghua and others to compete with Chen Zong for the final chief king.

With a low drink, Chen Guzhan's skin turned red. He had tempered his blood twice, and it was thick hair.

Putting a heavy punch in his hands, suddenly, the whole person seems to be a rock, solid, hard and heavy.

Fist of completion!

The heavy punches that reach the strength of the Jinqiang under the strength of the flesh to carry out the fulfillment of the situation, the power is very terrible, each punch feels like a smashing stone.

"Chen Zong, this time, I want to defeat you." Chen Gu's war sounded sullen and thundered, and compared with before, his fighting skills improved a lot, and he could better exert his advantages and avoid disadvantages.

The blood is carried, the three swordsmanships that reach the perfect state are alternately displayed, and the body is surrounded by the ancient battles like the wind.

"Okay." Wake Elder smiled.

In the past, there were very few people who wanted to achieve the foundation of martial arts, but three of them appeared this year.

Although Chen Guzhan was strong, he was still defeated by Chen Zongjian, and Chen Zong did not do his best.

Won the Chief King for the fifth time.

Twenty days later, Chen Zong was surging fiercely.

The fifth pass of blood gas quenching is complete.

"It took a month and two or five days, and it was getting slower and slower, but I still haven't reached the limit, and I can train for the sixth time."

"I don't know, how many times can I temper my blood at last?"