All People Martial Arts: The Beginning Awakens the Peerless Talent

Iron Shirt! Blood Bull Swordsman
Early on the third day.
“It’s the last time…”
Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, Mo Xuan was still a little apprehensive about the coming pain.
It’s as if you know that it’s good for your health, but the moment you see the needle, you’re still instinctively scared.
“It’s the last time, you can’t drop the chain!” Mo Xuan cheered himself silently in his heart.
After hesitating for a while in front of the bathtub, he stepped into the bathtub and let the white medicinal soup immerse his body.
“Oh……”
He let out a scream involuntarily.
Pain, it really hurts.
Cool, really cool.
The pores were fully opened, and he was sucking the medicinal power of the medicinal soup recklessly.
Then it runs fast on the weekends.
Wherever he went, the skeletal meridians seemed to be washed away by hot molten iron. Although the pain was tenth grade, there was a feeling of being reborn.
“Ah ah ah ah…”
For the last time, Mo Xuan no longer suppressed and vented all his pain in a roar.
sleepless night…
The next morning, a tub of white medicinal soup was completely transparent, and even a little yellow.
Inside are all impurities forced out of Mo Xuan’s body.
【Succeeded in cutting the marrow! Root bone +10! 】
Is this a success?
Mo Xuan was very excited.
Even more excited than finding Beiming Divine Art.
After all, this is something done by willpower, not luck.
He also admired himself.
If it was in the past life, it is estimated that he would never be able to bear such pain.
The medicinal power runs for sixty-six weeks, making his bones extraordinarily strong.
Some places are also very solid because of the relationship of medicinal power.
And, it seems to be a little longer than before?
This cutting marrow soup… is a bit unorthodox.
In addition to the bones, the muscles have become stronger, well-defined and shiny.
Hey, I didn’t expect that we could become muscle men one day.
Since the cutting of marrow was successful, Mo Xuan took out the [Iron Cloth Shirt] and started to practice.
【Learn iron cloth shirt successfully! 】
【ironCloth Shirt (1st Layer): Defense 100, Damage Avoidance 10%, Rebound Damage 20%]
(proficiency 0/500, each time you take a beating, you increase your proficiency a bit)
Good guy!
He never imagined that this iron cloth shirt actually improved his proficiency by being beaten.
It’s true that being beaten can make you stronger!
Opening the personal panel, Mo Xuan found that there was an additional attribute under [Sword Intent: Sword Gallant and Qin Xin]:
[Horizontal refining: iron cloth shirt]
This is the kung fu of Menheng training, and it is not included in the column of martial arts.
Now his defense has reached 310, that is to say, if the opponent’s attack does not exceed 310, the attack can only cause 1 point of mandatory damage.
If the attack power exceeds 310, you can avoid damage by 10% and rebound damage by 20%, which is simply against the sky!
Originally wanted to be a peerless swordsman, but unexpectedly became a blood bull tank.
It’s not bad. Walking in the rivers and lakes, multiple skills can provide multiple guarantees.
No problem.
Walking out of the wooden house, only a coquettish scream was heard.
“what……!”
Mo Xuan was taken aback, and when he took a closer look, standing at the door was Liu Hanyan, holding a plate of grapes in his hand.
“You stood at my door peeping and eavesdropping, and you said I was a hooligan? What’s the logic?” Mo Xuan took the plate and stuffed a grape into his mouth.
Liu Hanyan covered her eyes with one hand.
Only then did Mo Xuan realize that the good guy hasn’t gone away.
This cut marrow soup is long lasting.
“It’s not my fault, man, you know.”
“Bah! Rogue!”
…
The day of the martial arts competition is coming as scheduled.
On the martial arts stage, almost all the disciples and elders of the entire Shushan Sword Sect came.
Taiwu narrowed his eyes with a smile as he watched the grand sect he hadn’t seen for a long time.
In the center of the martial arts platform, a wooden competition platform was temporarily built, about ten feet square, enough for a third-rate expert to perform.
The rules of this competition are that the loser is the one who admits defeat or is knocked off the stage.
Of course, in the swordsman competition, life and death are only a matter of millimeters. If casualties occur, the sect will not be held accountable.
Even when the Shushan Sword Sect was the weakest and the number of disciples was the smallest, this rule would not change.
It is said that this was set by the founder of the school thousands of years ago. When a swordsman makes a move, he should go all out without reservation!
When Mo Xuan came to the Yanwu stage, there were already two disciples competing on the stage.
The two have been beginners for many years, and from the point of view of one move and one style, they have already practiced the Shushan Sword Art to a very high degree.
Judging from the fluctuations of the two’s internal strength, the internal strength has not yet been practiced at home.
boom!
One of them saw the opportunity, flicked his long sword, and slapped the opponent’s chest with his left hand.
-200!
The man spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew ten meters backwards, and fell to the ground.
“Master, this person uses the Baguazhang of Baguamen. Although he is not a brilliant kung fu, he can switch martial arts very quickly.”
Wang Yuyan didn’t know when she came to Mo Xuan’s side.
With her commentary, it’s like watching a foreign movie and suddenly there are Chinese subtitles.
Mo Xuan secretly said: So it is, I guess this person has already prepared this palm, and the sword moves in front are all false moves.
Tai Wu watched from a distance and shook his head again and again.
The big competition of the Shushan Sword Sect actually used the Baguamen move.
But there is no way, the sect has been declining for hundreds of years, and the disciples of the sect went out to find opportunities on their own, which was also tacitly approved by the heads of the past dynasties.
Hope it will be better in the future.
“Senior Brother Song, let’s go.” The man who won the competition clasped his fists and said.
“Hehe, my skills are not as good as others, so there’s nothing to say.” The man who fell to the ground wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and went down to the martial arts stage angrily.
“Brother Wu, let me experience your gossip sect!”
A man in brocade clothes jumped onto the competition stage.
The man is none other than Qin Yu who proposed to fight Mo Xuan three days ago.
“Master, this person’s move to leap onto the martial arts platform is the Xuan-level Qinggong Golden Wild Goose Step. This Qinggong is a secret tradition of the royal family, and has the ability to fly over the eaves and walk the walls.”
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Qin Yu turned to look at Wang Yuyan with a slightly sullen look in her eyes.
“Senior Brother Qin, I have learned the lesson!”
That disciple surnamed Wu had just won a game, and it was when his self-confidence was bursting.
Qin Yu sneered: “As you wish!”
The long sword was unsheathed, and Qin Yu appeared in front of the disciple Wu surnamed like a streamer in an instant.
However, in the next moment, a scene that shocked everyone present happened.
The entire competition platform was enveloped in a deadly aura!
Qin Yu’s sword glow darkened, it turned black!
Wang Yuyan said in a slightly terrified voice, “Master, this… this is the Asura swordsmanship!”