Chapter 116: False Record, Impossible Challenge The martial arts academy disciples at the kendo next door left, and before leaving, they were inexplicably taught a bunch of skills to pass the levels. Chen Mo always manages to gain some experience points when the target is off guard. Even if others are confused, they can always listen patiently for a while, until they discover his true face and then find an excuse to leave. If he wanted to, he could chase after that not-so-strong senior and beat him up again, but there was no need to do so because the other person was just an innocent passerby. Secondly, he was just doing it casually out of habit, and today he wanted to focus all his energy on kendo. After the man left, Chen Mo picked up the knife again and rushed forward without hesitation. Pfft! 摔。 Pfft! Fall again. Pfft! Keep falling. Chen Mo probably challenged it no less than ten times until he was out of breath and exhausted.
In fact, in terms of physical strength, he could at least try this many more times. The main problem was that he had to use the half-section style several times every time he tried. After dozens of times, there was not a drop left. "Don't waste your energy. You can't get through, and no one can get through either." A voice came from behind, and I knew it was Gu Xiaoxin without turning around. Chen Mo simply lay down on the ground: "You are too pessimistic." He rested his arms under his head, planning to take a nap on the grass beside the sword path to recover the energy he had consumed. Gu Xiaoxin stood not far away, with his hands folded across his chest, in a slightly defensive posture. It was unknown what he was guarding against. "It's not pessimism, it's simply impossible to do." He looked at Silent coldly, “Because that is the trouble my father left behind, so I will advise you.” Chen Mo knew that this guy had a seizure whenever he came to this sword path, and it must be related to his deceased father. "Trouble? Isn't it a souvenir?" He sat up again, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and held them in front of him. Gu Xiaoxin hesitated for a moment, took the melon seeds, and sat down next to him, but he remained silent and did not explain. Chen Mo scratched his head: "I have no intention of prying into your family affairs, I just want to ask, why are you so determined that no one can pass?" Gu Xiaoxin said: "Because the original design concept of this thing is for the fourth realm. Unless one more level is reduced, it is impossible to pass it in the third realm." He saw Chen Mo took a breath and seemed to want to speak, and immediately added: "This has little to do with realm. Even if you have reached the late third realm, you can't pass it. It only tests the application ability. But for those of us who are at the third level, there is absolutely no chance of passing the test just by practicing a few half-style techniques instead of the complete set of skills." Chen Mo thought of the disciple from the martial arts academy who had left before. The disciple also said that the third level of swordsmanship is more difficult than the fourth level. But suddenly he realized, "That's not right. Didn't your father pass it when he was in the third realm?" Gu Xiaoxin frowned slightly, flipping the melon seeds back and forth between his hands, and after a long while he said, "I once sneaked into the archives room to see if I could find the detailed records of his last mission.
I was not familiar with the situation in that place, and I didn't know where to look, so I could only try my luck. In the end, I didn't find what I was looking for, but I happened to see the maintenance record of the Sword Forest Formation. " Chen Mo had a premonition of some bad development. Gu Xiaoxin continued, "There was a maintenance on April 9th, and the inspection results showed that the formation of the fifth level was damaged and its effectiveness was only half of the normal level. But he cleared this sword path on April 8, the day before the maintenance. In other words, his clearance record is actually fake and not normal at all. He is a liar. " Wow. Gu Xiaoxin poured the melon seeds back into Chen Mo's big pocket, stood up, brushed off the weeds on his body, and then walked towards the gate of Jianlin. "Hey!" Not long after he walked out, he heard Chen Mo calling him from behind, so he turned back and saw a pair of determined eyes. "Why, do you want to refute?" he asked. Chen Mo shook his head: "I want to say, you held the melon seeds in your hand for a long time and then threw them back, how can I eat them!" "." Gu Xiaoxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Hey, you are such a weird person. I will compensate you with a new bag tomorrow." "I want the white flavor." Chen Mo shouted from behind. Gu Xiaoxin didn't say anything, just nodded and continued walking forward, but after a few steps he turned back. "So you want to continue the challenge?" Chen Mo grinned: "I want it." When the sun sets, the regular practice time is over. In the evening, those who want to challenge kendo can go and do it. Those who don’t want to challenge it can practice more at night, or go back to their residence to rest. It’s all free choice. Except for some people who are in special stages or have other arrangements made by the assistant instructor, there will be no mandatory requirements. But no matter what you do next, now is time to eat. Xue Qifeng was already extremely hungry because he did not have the grassland-style dried meat and oil tea that others had in the afternoon. The reason why there is no such thing is because he has inherited his usual extreme style. Once he decides to do something, he will do nothing else. "I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry. What are we going to eat tonight?" His nose twitched. "Beef stew! Delicious!" He rushed into the cafeteria, tumbling and crawling. Lu Ling whistled and walked a few steps to the side, pretending not to know this guy. There were already some people in the cafeteria, not too many, not too few. Most of them were students from these martial arts schools, and there were also a small number of disciples from martial arts academies. When Lu Ling sat down with the stainless steel bowl, Xue Qifeng had already finished half a bowl of rice. "Are you going to Jianlin later?"
"Go ahead. Baji, baji, gulp." Xue Qifeng held the bowl and said, "I must reach the fourth level today. If I progress quickly, I might be able to reach the fifth level!" Lu Ling said: "I think Chen Mo's method may be right." "What method?" Xue Qifeng had already lowered his head to continue eating, but when he heard the name, he immediately raised his head again. Lu Ling said: "It's just learning the second half. I've thought about it, the reason why the fourth realm swordsmanship is relatively easier is because the fourth realm has already started to learn the complete skills. That is to say, even if you don't change your mental method when you break through, you still use the Harmony and Qi Generating Secret, but the changes in the method are more, and you can have more ways to deal with those invisible attacks in a short period of time." There was no need for much explanation, Xue Qifeng could certainly understand the meaning. "Oh! Now I remember, it was actually me who inspired him! But at that time I just wanted to rely on my physical body to get through the first two levels, but he actually learned the second half-style directly." He pursed his lips and shook his head, "I think he's a bit too extreme." "You are not much different from him." Lu Ling lowered his head helplessly and ate his meal. While the two were talking, Huang Cui was supporting Chen Mo as they walked in from the door. Sniff. Chen Mo said happily: "Beef stew! Delicious!" (End of this chapter)