The world’s best martial arts: My martial arts is actively cultivated

Chapter 222

Being stared at by many eyes, Ning Chuan did not answer in a hurry, and fell into a deep groan.

The conditions of Hua Gangyi, Zhou Yang and Tang Qianjun all moved him.

100,000 credits needless to say.

Buy what you want!

Zhou Yang could allow him to inherit more than two star martial arts.

Except for the Force Technique, he currently has no mastery of a star martial art.

The Heavenly Law of Destruction is so terrifying.

Mighty is only infinitely approaching the star martial arts, and there is a certain gap.

And becoming a disciple of Tang Qianjun can inherit a large number of heavenly martial arts.

For others, after the number of martial arts reaches a certain level, it will no longer be meaningful.

Because there is no energy to cultivate.

But he’s different!

Ning Chuan hesitated in his heart, not knowing which one to choose.

Each of the three mentors has their own strengths.

“There are still two days and three nights left in the master selection conference, there is plenty of time, don’t be in a hurry, I will slowly think after I go back, the priority is to improve the realm of martial arts…” A

light flashed in the depths of Ning Chuan’s eyes.

Gathering his thoughts, Ning Chuan bowed slightly to these mentors and said, “Sorry, I can’t make a decision right now.

The strength of the mentor is also very important to me.

But I don’t know much about your mentors at the moment!

Zhou Yang smiled and said, “This is simple, using the method I taught you before, judging strength by status, it is very effective.”

Just like me, the number 2 person in the school, second only to the principal Weichen Tianwang!

In terms of strength, it is in the forefront of the gods!

“Dean Zhou, since you are so strong, you might as well have a trick with me!”

Hua Gang said resolutely.

Tang Qianjun pouted and said contemptuously: “Old Zhou, your defense is stronger, and the degree of attack is not comparable to me, the title knight!”

“Ning Chuan, don’t listen to Dean Zhou’s nonsense, there are many god generals in the martial arts academy, because they are too lazy to manage things on weekdays, the administrative level is not high, but their strength is extremely strong!”

Some of the god generals and mentors next to him said one after another, refuting Zhou Yang.

Ning Chuan smiled slightly and said, “Mentors, there is no need to fight, it’s not good to see blood.”

If you can, can the teachers practice with me the mysteries or laws they have mastered?

My mental strength is not weak, and I can detect strength or weakness.

After a pause, Ning Chuan said truthfully: “In addition, I may be able to gain something from this, from which I can judge whether the path of martial arts is similar to that of the mentors.”

“No problem.”

“Haha, I think this method is good!”

Many instructors smiled and agreed.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang and Tang Qianjun looked at each other and had to agree.

“Thank you!”

Ning Chuan bowed again, his gaze swept, and a smile appeared on his face.

Good luck!

The creators of the twenty weapons and martial arts that he inherited were all there.

“Dear mentors, you can leave first, I will visit them one by one later, I am already embarrassed to trouble you to practice, and I really don’t care to delay your acceptance of apprentices.”

Ning Chuan said seriously.

“What a polite student!”

“Compared to those geniuses who can’t wait to stare at people with their nostrils, don’t go beyond too much!”

Praise rang out endlessly.

Zhou Yang removed the blocked enchantment, and many mentors returned to their original positions.

Tens of thousands of freshmen at the training ground looked at each other.

Ask.

If they received Ning Chuan’s conditions for worship, they would definitely not be able to bear it and would agree on the spot.

“Not only in terms of strength and talent, but also in terms of mentality, we have the same huge gap with Ning Chuan!”

“Ning Shen is so brilliant, look up at the starry sky, and don’t forget your original intention!”

“I will learn from Ning Chuan in the future, face interests, have a naked heart, and do everything just to climb the peak of martial arts!”

Many freshmen sighed, using Ning Chuan as a mirror, reflecting their own bodies, and felt ashamed.

Wang Ke muttered in a low voice, “Intuition tells me that what you just said is not finished, there are hidden parts!” ”

You think too much.”

Ning Chuan’s face did not change, and he walked towards one of his closest mentors.

Information about this person comes to mind.

Hu Jia, one hundred and twenty-seven years old, peak knight, one of the twenty creators of weapons and martial arts….

“No queues, just come here.”

Seeing that Ning Chuan was the first to choose him, Hu Jia smiled and beckoned.

“Thank you, mentor.”

Ning Chuan came to the near front.

Hu Jia said directly: “What I comprehended is the mysteries of ‘breaking armor’, ranking 489th in the federal mysteries ranking, which is diametrically opposed to the absolute defense contained in the Ming King Law, and belongs to the pure attack mysteries.”

“I have created a total of seven martial arts, and I heard Old Tang say that you have inherited one of the sword techniques—the Thirteen Styles of Killing!”

Hu Jia said.

Ning Chuan bowed his head and said, “Yes.”

“Then I will use this sword technique to show you the meaning of armor breaking.”

Hu Jia swirled his palm, held a slender sword, covered it with the force, and quickly slashed, and an icy edge spread out.

Meanwhile.

In Ning Chuan’s mind, a dense prompt sounded.

“The Killing Thirteenth Style sensed the profound armor-breaking mysteries, and his heart was excited, he entered a state of epiphany, and his cultivation speed skyrocketed!”

“Progress increased by 30%!”

“Progress increased by 30%!”

“The accumulation of the thirteen killing styles is enough, have some understanding, and promote to the realm of experts!”

“Progress increased by 20%!”

……

“The accumulation of the thirteen styles of killing is enough, there is some understanding, and the promotion to the perfect realm!”

“The epiphany is over!”

Ning Chuan looked calm.

Martial arts passing the upper limit of Aoyi Epiphany is the realm of perfection.

At this time, another prompt sounded.

“The Extreme Soldier Technique perceives the Killing Thirteen Styles of the Perfect Realm, has some understanding, and generates a sword-shaped divine weapon!”

The words did not fall.

In the Force Cave at the heart, a blood-colored sword appeared out of thin air, with a beautiful shape, and the edge of the blade was as thin as a cicada wing, appearing extremely sharp.

Divine soldier, kill!

Ning Chuan’s surrounding body was calm and there was no abnormality.

After reaching the mastery realm of the Extreme Weapon, he was already able to control the leakage of qi when generating a divine weapon.

However, full control is not yet achieved.

At this moment, in Ning Chuan’s eyes, golden light flickered, and a blood-colored sword floated, diffusing a sharp sense of sharpness, and Sen Han was incomparable.

“Ah——!”

Several freshmen nearby accidentally looked at Ning Chuan, and their eyes immediately oozed blood, and they couldn’t help but roar in pain.

Hu Jia’s face changed, and he was a little surprised, and said, “You have some understanding from the mysteries of breaking armor?” ”

Hmm.”

Ning Chuan did not hide it, directly admitted, opened his right hand, the brilliant golden force surged, and the divine weapon killing penetrated through the body and slowly expanded.

“Mentor Hu Jia, through your practice of killing thirteen styles, I will generate a new divine weapon.”

“I remember a military divine general who said that if you want to generate a divine weapon with extreme weapons, how can a cultivator’s weapon martial arts reach the realm of experts!”

Hu Jia’s heart thumped and said, “Your Killing Thirteenth Style has reached the expert realm?” ”

Tang Qianjun told him that Ning Chuan only got the martial seal on September 3rd, except for the time for the freshman exchange competition and the cultivation of the source tower, Ning Chuan only had two days to cultivate the thirteen styles of killing!

Ning Chuan shook his head lightly and said, “Not the expert realm.

Hearing this, Hu Jia frowned and said, “Could it be that I misremembered?” ”

Nope.”

Ning Chuan’s five fingers tightened, holding the hilt of the divine weapon’s killing sword, and in his calm gaze, a sword fell.

Terrifying Mori cold fluctuations swept around.

“My Killing Thirteen Style is above the expert realm.”