The next day. In the early morning, the mist was hazy. Fang Xing picked up the tempered steel knife he bought from the stall and slowly practiced the knife moves. The key to the A-level martial arts "Ghost Sword" is to simulate the artistic conception, meditation and hypnosis! Once this aspect is mastered, the moves will be very simple. After practicing the sword technique, Fang Xing's eyes flashed, staring at the attribute panel: [Name: Fang Xing] [Age: 17] [Occupation: Warrior] [Second Realm: Bones and Muscles (Muscle Refining: 31/100)]
[Twelve Military Boxing Styles: 61/100 (Proficient)] [Big Dragon Posture: 14/200 (Mastered)] [Ghost Sword: 2/100 (Beginner)] [Gate of the Heavens (Charging)] … "This Ningshen Pill can not only assist in the practice of the 'Ghost Sword', but more importantly, when the drug takes effect, I seem to enter a strange state, similar to the 'spiritual consciousness' of a cultivator, and can completely control every part of myself... This is the peerless posture of martial arts!" "Unfortunately, this state only exists during the period when the pill takes effect, and it is gone after that... Even so, the Ningshen Pill will definitely benefit my martial arts." Looking at the increase in various data on the panel, Fang Xing's eyes lit up. He felt more and more that there were still many treasures in Qinglin Market, waiting for him to discover. "Practice martial arts! Practice martial arts!" "With such good conditions, it would be a pity not to work hard..." "According to my progress, I will definitely beat Gu Yun to tears before school starts..." For Fang Xing, other things are not important, only practicing martial arts is the most important! Now with the batch of herbs that he "picked", he has no shortage of spiritual stones. Daily nourishment of spiritual rice and monster meat, with spiritual environment, and occasionally "Ningshen Pills" to assist in cultivation. Under the multiple effects, his martial arts progress is simply a thousand miles a day. Even, he was immersed in this crazy martial arts practice, not knowing the passage of time in the outside world... This day. Chi Chi!
In the courtyard made of fences, the sword energy came and went. On the steel knife in Fang Xing's hand, the one-inch blade light suddenly increased, and when it reached about three inches, it bloomed with a bright light. "After getting started with 'Ghost Sword', it's just like ordinary martial arts, just practice it daily..." "Its realm is probably the same as other martial arts, first get started, then become proficient, then master... Above the 'mastery' level, it should not be a simulation of artistic conception, but a thorough mastery of this artistic conception, and then upgrade to a true 'artistic martial arts'!" "Although the realm of the Jade Realm warriors of the Blue Star Federation is similar to that of the Innate Realm, their combat power is definitely higher... What about the strength of the warriors of the fourth realm 'Courage'?" "At least, they should be able to compete with masters in the late stage of Qi training, right? Or... perfect Qi training?" Fang Xing guessed in his heart. The innate masters of this world, even the most peak ones, can only be equal to the mid-stage Qi training cultivators. When they reach the late stage of Qi training, they are considered masters in Qinglin Market, and there are only a few hundred people in the entire market. Not to mention the existence of perfect Qi training. "I just don't know how it will compare to the foundation-building cultivators?" "Forget it, I've thought too much." Fang Xing was about to go back to the house when his expression suddenly changed. Boom! The ground trembled slightly. He looked up suddenly and saw that the formation that originally covered Qinglin Market was opened, and countless spiritual lights fell like raindrops. Flying boats were more than ten meters high and hundreds of meters long, like war beasts, slowly driving out of the market. The terrifying spiritual light and pressure made Fang Xing think of the Federation's "aerospace fighters", although they were the smallest models... "According to the order of the sect, clear the beast tide!" An old, deep voice came, and it actually resounded throughout the market! Fang Xing was shocked the moment he heard this voice: "Foundation-building cultivator?!" "It's a foundation-building cultivator!" "Finally, the Qingxuan Sect can't help it and is going to take action!" "Haha, let's go together and wipe out the beast tide, there are a lot of spirit stones!" The cultivators in the market cheered and jumped, and followed excitedly one by one. For them, they are not afraid of danger, but they are afraid of being unchanged and having no chance! Roar! At this moment, a terrible beast roar came from outside the market!
The sound was like thunder, and it carried a completely different pressure from the first-level monster. "It's a second-level monster!" Someone among the casual cultivators exclaimed. "Just a monster, dare to be so presumptuous!" The old voice sounded again, with a hint of anger. "Is it coming?" Fang Xing saw that from the fleet, a yellowish-brown light surged out, like a long rainbow, shooting towards the direction of the beast roar. Then, a terrifying muffled sound followed, accompanied by the roar of the second-level monster before. A moment later, an old man wearing a green Taoist robe, with three strands of long beard and a face full of immortality, came back dragging the corpse of a second-level monster as big as a hill. This second-level monster was a huge ape, about 16 meters tall. Even if it fell to the ground, it was still as majestic as a mountain. One claw could easily crush many cultivators into meat paste. Its hair was cold, like a sharp sword, and there was still a little spiritual light that had not dissipated. Blood kept gushing out of the wound, and the corpse occasionally twitched... However, it still died... died in the hands of a foundation-building cultivator! "Sure enough, monks still have a certain advantage in dealing with monsters of the same level, but they are so devastating that they may still be a little short of a small level. This ape might just be a second-order low-grade monster, and the Qingxuan Sect's foundation building may be in the middle stage. Even higher cultivation level..." Fang Xing thought to himself, looking at the ape corpse with a hint of eagerness: "Second-level monster meat, I wonder how effective it is?" "Go to war!" At this time, following the voice of the foundation-building old man, the flying boat army continued to advance, followed by many casual cultivators and warriors who brought their own dry food. Although they are recruited voluntarily, if they are successful in killing monsters, they will also receive rewards. Even, it is extremely rich. This is a gluttonous feast, although it is bloody... "Forget it, this situation is not suitable for me..." Fang Xing glanced at the team one last time, shook his head and returned to the house, preparing to hide in the Eagle Star. Although this time the expedition against Qingxuanzong must be fully prepared, the chances of winning are high. There are a lot of gains to be had by fighting the wind, but he just doesn't want to. The sky is big and the earth is big, but you are the biggest. We definitely need to stay away from this kind of dangerous situation. … Eagle Star. Happy Garden Community.
"It's August..." Looking at the thunder and lightning and the torrential rain outside, Fang Xing looked at the calendar and murmured: "School will start in September..." It was only then that he seemed to have recovered from the previous atmosphere in the market. "People must have their own independence and not be easily coerced by the general trend... If you are simple-minded, maybe after seeing the scene just now, you will be hot-blooded and follow suit... What good will it do if I try my best?" Fang Xing muttered to himself, while picking up the communication device to see who was looking for him recently. "Huh? In normal communication, there are not many people who come to see me. After all, I only had Liu Wei as my best friend in the past, but now Liu Wei doesn't want to play with me anymore... But Ouyang Qianqian actually asked me to compete in the gym? It seems that this girl is still alive. Heart..." He looked at several missed communications and responded to them one by one. Then he picked up another communicator and entered the password. This is a communication device obtained from the black market. The positioning function has been erased, and it is not registered in his name, which can avoid a lot of trouble. On the black market communication device, there is even less information, only one. "Huh? Zhang Jiarui? Are there any activities going on at the Blood Cage Fighting Arena?" He looked at the contact and couldn't help but feel a little strange, but he also knew that this 'meat bag' bunny girl was no ordinary person, so he immediately answered the message. drop! A holographic influence emerged, it was Zhang Jiarui! At this time, the other party was wearing a small black suit, and his temperament looked very capable. "Guest... I have been promoted to manager now. As for the A-level martial arts you were asked to search for before, you have heard of the name of 'Extreme Sword', right? There happened to be a coach in the fighting field recently who was good at 'Extreme Sword'. Love Sword', is willing to serve as a personal trainer. If you want to make an appointment, you can contact this number..." This is a video that has been recorded. Fang Xing closed it immediately, and then thought thoughtfully: "Extreme Sword? It's a bit late... I've already mastered the Ghost Sword, are you telling me this again?" He remembered that he had mentioned similar things to Zhang Jiarui before. But I didn't expect that the other party actually remembered it and found it! "Sword of Extreme Passion!" Thinking of this, Fang Xing immediately went online to search for content related to the 'Extreme Sword'. "Extreme Sword, an A-level martial arts, was created by the martial arts master 'Yuan Lang'. It is famous for its exquisite sword techniques and amazing power... When practicing, you need to simulate extreme emotional conceptions, which can be friendship, love, or... It’s hatred... because it’s too extreme and is not included in high school teaching!” "What the hell, it's actually considered to be more extreme than other A-level martial arts. Isn't this a bit dangerous?" "But I do like swordsmanship, and it's rare for Zhang Jiarui to find private training channels..." After thinking about it, Fang Xing hid his true appearance first, and then used a black market communicator to dial a number to express his gratitude and inquire about the price. In the picture, Zhang Jiarui is still wearing a small suit, sitting in the office, like an ordinary urban white-collar worker. Hearing Fang Xing's inquiry, Zhang Jiarui showed a smile: "Coach Ping is very easy to talk to. I promise to give you a cost price this time. One hundred thousand yuan per class is enough..." "One lesson...one hundred thousand?! Let me think about it..."
Fang Xing felt quite toothache. "Oh, and...the customer's previous request has also been found. He has triangular eyes, is white, and is good at communicating with small animals...On the black market, only Lance the Scavenger matches. This is a gift. If you want detailed information, the price is 200,000 yuan..." Zhang Jiarui continued to smile. "Really? Thanks, I'll do the deal later." Fang Xing hung up the communication with an expressionless expression. "Lance the Scavenger?" A chill suddenly flashed in his eyes.