Transcending Divinity Dao Technique

"There are five directors in the Lieyang Gang branch, namely, field director Yin Zhixing, interior director Liu Yanhong, water director Guo Liang, mining director Qin Yu, and finally law enforcement Director Tan Chaofan, my master.

Although the five supervisors are all martial arts practitioners at the peak level of internal cultivation, in terms of strength and inside information, the strongest is naturally my master. With a seven star whip in one hand and within ten meters, they are unparalleled in power. They are also known as the first martial arts practitioners in Qinghe town and can compete with those who cultivate internal Qi.

The second is Qin Yu, the director of mining. He has extraordinary swordsmanship. He also has the record of killing three internal refining strong people with three swords.

If you are the two supervisors, you just choose according to your own mind.

But the other three are not known for their strength abroad, so they are not the best choice. "

Qin Shaoping's tone is calm and confident, and he looks like instructing the country.

Bai ziyue nodded silently with a thoughtful face.

For Qin Shaoping's words, he naturally believes that the strength of law enforcement Director Tan Chaofan must be the strongest among all directors. Secondly, the strength of Qin Yu, the mining director, should not be weak.

But to say that strong strength is the most suitable choice for the master, he has different views.

When the strength of several supervisors is not weak, there is a great difference between being good at teaching disciples and not good at teaching disciples.

Of course, for Bai ziyue, these are not the key.

All he cares about is Kung Fu and martial arts.

……

Unconsciously, it was already bright, and the number of apprentices in the martial arts arena gradually increased.

After practicing in the morning, Bai ziyue was already hungry, so he didn't stay much longer, so he went straight to the canteen.

His different status and treatment also enriched his breakfast, including a large bowl of rice porridge, three meat steamed buns, two fried dough sticks, a bowl of broth and a small dish of pickles... At least he had a rare and rich breakfast in the past two months.

After filling all these into his stomach, Bai ziyue finally felt full and walked out of the canteen.

In the Lieyang sect branch, the apprentice's scope of activities is only in the backyard.

In the morning, I stayed in the martial arts training ground to practice martial arts. For apprentices, only meditation stake can be cultivated. At most, some apprentices practice meditation stake to a small degree and can choose a martial art for cultivation.

As for the afternoon, the gang arranged a private school teacher to teach writing. It's not the same kind of thing. It's just pure literacy.

Of course, it's up to you to learn or not, and you don't insist on it.

After practicing martial arts in the morning and attending a class in the afternoon, Bai ziyue found that only a dozen apprentices came, including senior brother Qin Shaoping and Qin Shaoping he met early in the morning. The two sides nodded slightly, saying hello, and then chose an empty table to sit down.

Soon, Mr. private school arrived. He was a thin middle-aged man with two moustaches and looked a little old-fashioned.

He turned a blind eye to the fact that there were hundreds of apprentices, but only a dozen or so came to class, and naturally began to teach.

Then soon, Bai ziyue lost interest.

Because what Mr. taught was all the words he had fully mastered, and his lectures were dull and boring. Since then, he has never been here again.

For three days in a row, Bai ziyue spent most of his time practicing one word through boxing.

At this moment, he had a clear understanding of the changes in the power operation, and he was very skilled in the power control.

Under the word through, twist your body and punch.

In just three seconds, the fist strength crossed his waist from his legs, followed his body and rushed directly into his arms.

One punch.

Touch!

Strength surged, and a faint fist print appeared on a wooden pile.

This punch has initially shown its power.

Moreover, Bai ziyue subconsciously scanned the attribute panel.

Name: Bai ziyue

Strength: 1.95 (can't be improved)

Speed: 1.85 (non lifting)

Physique: 2.01 (can't be improved)

Spirit: 1.80 (can't be improved)

Martial arts: Meditation stake is perfect (can't be improved)

Eighteen linked sabres (can't be raised if you haven't started)

One word through fist beginner level (can be increased)

Immortal Dharma: Purple Qi Watching God dharma (you can't improve it if you haven't started)

Soul energy: 1237

"Finally get started."

Bai ziyue's breathing is a little short.

He practiced hard for three days without stopping for a moment. He finally got through the fist with one word and reached the level of entry.

He even noticed that his strength had been slightly improved due to the hard training in recent days, and he was a step closer to the '2' mark.

"Consume 300 points of soul energy, which can increase one word through fist to Xiaocheng!"

Bai ziyue's eyebrows wrinkled, which was also promoted to Xiaocheng. The word through fist was a hundred points more soul energy consumption than the meditation pile.

Obviously, with the enhancement of martial arts skills, the soul energy consumed will also increase greatly when it is promoted to Xiaocheng, Dacheng and perfection.

"Promotion!"

But even so, he chose to promote without hesitation!

"Buzz!"

Bai ziyue's spirit was in a trance, and then he felt that his body was heating up. It seemed that at this moment, he had experienced countless hours of hard training, and his understanding and perception of word through fist reached an amazing level.

After a while, baiziyue relaxed, and then he realized that his word through fist had reached the state of Xiaocheng.

"Consume 600 points of soul energy, which can increase one word through fist to Dacheng!"

Bai ziyue hesitated and chose to continue to improve.

He knows the importance of strength control, which will help him to cultivate other martial arts in the future.

He was in a trance again. When he was sober again, he controlled the strength in his body. Although he didn't know it like the back of his hand, he was also like his arms and fingers, playing wherever he pointed.

He didn't even use his moves. Bai ziyue just stood where he was.

Touch!

With a crisp sound, a hard stone under his feet was directly crushed by him and cracked one after another.

Then, to Bai ziyue's embarrassment, the sole of his shoe was broken.

The cold wind blew cold on the soles of his feet.

"I really reached a peak in my control of strength.

In my current state, I'll practice eighteen sabres again. It's estimated that I can get started in a short time. "

Bai ziyue thought to himself as he walked to his room.

Strength control reaches his level. For martial arts such as eighteen linked swords, what he is poor is only the familiar process. It is much simpler to practice than before.

It's really not difficult to get started.

But soon his face showed a haze.

Three days later, no supervisor came to him to accept his apprenticeship - even if he didn't care as much about it as other apprentices, it made him mutter.

Even, there are some bad guesses.