Myriad Realms Super Face Slap System

Chapter 17 One Year Later

Since then, Yue Chen has been going to Zhang Sanfeng's room to learn martial arts every day.

But in just one month, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't stand it anymore.His nearly [*] years of martial arts accumulation, like a dam breaking a dyke, has merged into Yue Chen's mind.

Zhang Sanfeng had nothing to teach him. He could only push his hands, compare swords, and fight with him every day to train Yue Chen.

Just like that, a year passed quickly.

On this day, in the hall of Zhenwu Dangmo.

Zhang Sanfeng pinned a wooden sword and looked at Yue Chen in front of him.

This child has been with him for a year, getting along day and night, but Zhang Sanfeng still feels that he can't see through this child.

The fourteen-year-old third-rate expert is already amazing.

But in just one year, before the boy's fifteenth birthday, he has already stepped into the ranks of the top masters (ranking in the world: not in the mainstream, third-rate masters, second-rate masters, first-class masters, top-notch masters, world-class masters) master).

At the beginning, Zhang Sanfeng competed with him, and he could easily win by just relying on his moves without using internal strength, but later it became more and more difficult.

Until a few days ago, Zhang Sanfeng had suppressed his cultivation to the same level as Yue Chen, and he had a draw.

This made Zhang Sanfeng sigh that Jiangshan is getting old.

The six warriors of Wudang were all around, and even Yu Daiyan, who could not walk, ordered his disciples to carry him to the hall.

Among them, Zhang Songxi was the one with the deepest emotion. A year ago, he was able to catch Yue Chen's sword with his bare hands, but now, a year later, I am afraid the situation will be reversed.

"Come on, boy, let me see how much you have learned this year." Zhang Sanfeng pointed his sword.

Yue Chen is neither humble nor arrogant, and he also holds a wooden sword. In just one year, he has grown a lot. At this time, he is wearing a white robe, his long hair is tied with a gold hoop, and a jade hairpin is inserted. Out of style.

The biggest change is his attribute version:

Name: Yue Chen

Status: Wudang closed disciple

Age: 15

Constitution: 300 (determines resistance to attack)

Inner breath: 220 (determines the strength of attack power and the improvement of realm)

Comprehension: 180 (determines the speed of cultivation)

Qualification: the resources of heaven and man (the sky is round, the five elements are perfect, it is the Mahayana!)

Cultivation: Beginning of the Ultimate Martial Artist.

The current practice methods are: "Wudang Jiuyang Gong" on the tenth floor, and "North Ming Shengong" on the tenth floor.

The current martial arts moves: "Tai Chi Sword Technique" is well integrated, and "Tai Chi Boxing Technique" is well integrated.

Life Skill: Blacksmithing (Grandmaster).

Current equipment: neon clothes feather coat

The level has been upgraded to three levels in a year, and the attributes have skyrocketed.These are all drawn from the novice gift bag that can be drawn once every ten days.

Yue Chen cupped his hands: "Master, please come in."

The two stood with swords in hand, looking at each other from a distance, not moving for a while.

As the so-called layman watches the fun, the expert watches the doorway.

The people in this hall are all the top masters in the martial arts, and the lowest are also first-class masters.

"Senior brother, I didn't expect the younger brother's cultivation level to rise so fast. In just one year, he has been promoted from a third-rate master to a top master." Yu Lianzhou said softly.

"Yeah, compared to the younger brother, my dog ​​is like a turkey." Song Yuanqiao shook his head. He was also fifteen years old, and Song Qingshu was about to be promoted to a third-rate master. It would be jaw-dropping in normal terms. Achievement, but compared with Yue Chen, that is simply not human.

"Compared to the cultivation base, the younger brother's state of mind is amazing!" Zhang Songxi leaned over and said, "He's only fifteen! His state of mind is like a rock. Even if I am locked by Master's Qi machine, I will definitely press I can't stand it anymore, I've already attacked it, but he's actually not losing ground with the master, it's really amazing!"

When the other five heroes heard it, they also agreed.

Finally, Yue Chen couldn't bear it any longer.

The sword turned into a shock and attacked Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng showed a slight smile and greeted him with a sword.

The two swordsmen went back and forth, fighting in the same place. At the beginning, the six warriors of Wudang could still see clearly, but when they hit the left back, let alone the movements, they couldn't even count how many moves they attacked.

"Three hundred moves... Four hundred moves... ah, I can't count!" Mo Shenggu entered the door the latest and has the lowest cultivation base: "Second Senior Brother, how many moves have you entered?"

Although Yu Lianzhou's martial arts are higher than him, he is only in the middle, and he smiled bitterly: "Seventh Junior Brother, how much higher can I be than you, even if I count four hundred and thirty moves, I can't see clearly."

When there was a sound, a sound like a golden stone was struck.The six heroes were all shocked. The master and the younger brother were all using wooden swords. How could they make the sound of sharp blades sparring.

Zhang Sanfeng and Yue Chen separated from each other.

Yue Chen bowed his hands and saluted, "Master, the disciple has lost."

The Six Heroes couldn't understand their minds at all. After listening to Yue Chen's words, they all looked at Zhang Sanfeng in unison.

Is it a shame to lose to Zhang Sanfeng?Of course it's not ashamed, not to mention that after more than [*] rounds of battle, one move is defeated. If this spreads to the rivers and lakes, where will it be shameful?Besides, he is only fifteen years old, this is simply the rise of a new myth!

Zhang Sanfeng gave a wry smile: "Don't come to scratch your master's face!" Zhang Sanfeng threw the wooden sword: "I lost because of the teacher. Originally, you and I agreed that we should put our cultivation on the same level as you before we compete. Who knows the last trick. , Your swordsmanship is really ingenious, forcing the teacher to have to raise the cultivation base to the realm of the master of the world, just now I won your move. This is already a loss."

Yue Chen bowed: "Using more to win over less, and forcing the weak, is the principle. It is a great virtue for Master to lower his cultivation to the same level as his disciples. Otherwise, at the fourteenth move, the disciples will be defeated."

"That's it, that's it." Zhang Sanfeng sighed in the sky: "You can see clearly where you will lose if your realm is different, and there is nothing to teach you as a teacher. I agree."

"Thank you, Master."

The six warriors gathered around, patted Yue Chen's shoulder and said with a smile: "After a month, little junior brother, your wish has finally come true."

It turned out that Yue Chen's "Bei Ming Divine Art" had already been completed, but no one could draw his inner strength.

Wudang Mountain is full of people who practice martial arts, but they are all his disciples and nephews. The six senior brothers treat him like brothers, and it is not easy to start.

Of course, the most important thing is that if the internal power of the pumping person is discovered, maybe Zhang Sanfeng will get annoyed and shoot him to death with one palm.

So Yue Chenmao went down the mountain with all his strength to practice.

This is a common occurrence. Disciples of various sects who have practiced well, go to the rivers and lakes to walk. It is very common. In those days, all the seven heroes of Wudang went down the mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng has no scruples about this matter. Yu Daiyan and Zhang Cuishan were only first-class masters when they went down the mountain.

But when they arrived at Yue Chen, Zhang Sanfeng demanded that they must compete and meet Zhang Sanfeng's requirements before going down the mountain.This ratio is more than a month.

"Go get ready, I'll let you down the mountain tomorrow."

Chapter 18 The Dragon Travels to the Sea, the Tiger Returns to the Mountains

early morning.

Yue Chen got up early and cleaned up the whole room. He had lived in this room for a year, and he said that he had no feelings, which was false.

All of his internal skills and martial arts moves have been practiced to perfection.

I also learned more about Wudang's "Ladder to the Clouds", which is also a very deep light-body kung fu. When you practice deep, you can use strength in the air to jump up a second time, like a ladder of nothingness. Ladder Cloud Vertical".

In the past year, Yue Chen has drawn many prizes, in addition to many medicinal herbs to improve his skills and expand the meridians, there is also a blacksmithing technique and a lot of cherished materials.

What deep-sea steel mother, western adamantium and so on.

At this time, he turned the neon clothes into a white robe, and he carried a long sword behind him. This long sword was made by himself using these precious materials.

Named "Tiangang Sword", in response to the Wudang faction "Tiangang Big Dipper Array".

He spent a year carefully forging this long sword, and also trained his forging skills to the master level.

Yue Chen had confidence in this sword. Although he had never personally tried the legendary Yitian Sword and Dragon Slayer Sword, he absolutely had to be good.

As for the hidden quest, I didn't receive a single one.

And there are only four years left before the ultimate task agreed with the system, Wulin Supreme.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, ten miles long pavilion.

Zhang Sanfeng took the five heroes of Wudang and was already waiting in the pavilion.

There are seven glasses of water wine on the stone table.

Zhang Sanfeng picked up two cups and handed one of them to Yue Chen: "Today is the day you go down the mountain, I am a cultivator with a weak nature, and I don't need to make it known to everyone in the mountains, just a few of our teachers and disciples will send you. Bar."

The five warriors of Wudang also picked up their wine glasses, Zhang Songxi smiled and said: "Little Junior Brother, you count as a share, when we went down the mountain, the master just gave a sword in the Zhenwu Hall, and asked a few words, which is not like now, but also give it away. You go to the foot of the mountain."

Zhang Sanfeng also laughed and scolded: "You scoundrel, you even eat the jealousy of your junior brother."

All the brothers and sisters laughed. Ever since he took Yue Chen as his apprentice, Zhang Sanfeng has smiled more this year than in the past ten years combined.

Because of Yu Daiyan's injury, the shadow cast on Zhang Sanfeng's heart by Zhang Cuishan's departure is slowly fading away.

Song Yuanqiao came to Yue Chen with a sword in his hand: "Third Junior Brother originally wanted to hand this sword to you, but unfortunately his injury has gotten worse today and he can't move."

It was on the day of his apprenticeship a year ago that Yu Daiyan wanted to give him the sword of his own.

Yue Chen didn't answer, he just said to Song Yuanqiao: "Senior brother, please help me with a message to the third senior brother, Yue Chen promised him, he will definitely do it, I will go down the mountain this time, and I will definitely return it within a year, and then it will be Third Senior Brother regained this sword and regained the time when my Wu Tian Gang was the Big Dipper Array!"

"Okay, Master is still ninety-nine years old this year, and next year will be his [*]th birthday, you closed disciple, don't miss the time." Yu Lianzhou also said.

"Never forget."

"Okay, okay, don't worry about this kind of mundane thing." Zhang Sanfeng himself didn't care much about it: "Boy, when the ancients traveled far, there must be poems left behind. I will teach you martial arts for a year as a teacher. You really have nothing to say, this poem and song, let's show your hand too."

Yue Chen smiled and said, "Master, you don't know how to recite poems correctly, don't embarrass the boy, it's time to go!"

"Forget it, let it go, let's go." Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand and turned around.

Although it had only been a year, he had exhausted his energy to cultivate this disciple, and the feelings that had been nurtured in it were difficult for others to know. At this time, he turned around and was really afraid that he would not be able to control it and would leave old tears.

"Master, when I go down the mountain, you have to ask me a few words to deal with it carefully, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, the younger brother is only fifteen years old, why don't you say anything?" Mo Shenggu asked.

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at him: "The seven of you, although kind-hearted, are all pedantic. I told you for the teacher because I was afraid that you would be fooled by not knowing the dangers of the rivers and lakes. But even so, the third and fifth are still No escape."

Speaking of this, Zhang Sanfeng turned around and looked at Yue Chen's already blurred figure: "But do you think he is you? He's going down the mountain this time, and it's bound to be a bloodbath on the rivers and lakes!"