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Fuwei Escort Agency.

Lin Zhennan secretly invited people from various provinces to assist him in boxing. He returned today and looked at the mighty and violent shouts of many bodyguards in the martial arts arena. He felt quite satisfied, but Lin Pingzhi was not among them.

"Where is the young master?" Lin Zhennan asked.

"The young master took a group of people into the mountains and forests to practice swordsmanship," the escort leader replied.

Lin Zhennan frowned and looked up at the sky. The sun was setting in the west and it was Shenshi: "You are still practicing swordsmanship at this time? How many days has it been?"

"It lasted 61 days."

One of the bodyguard leaders looked thoughtful: "Young master, every day when the sky is dark, he will go to the martial arts field to practice his sword skills every day. Late at night, he will be covered with stars and moon. Others, personal maids and even his wife can't persuade him at all.

"

"Young Master has worked so hard, maybe it only appears in legends and allusions." The escort leader asked: "It's just that our Fuwei Escort Agency has no strong enemies outside and no internal troubles. Why is Young Master like this?"

"Did something happen?"

Lin Zhennan said: "No."

In his heart, he was lamenting that his own family, Ping'er, had grown up. Because of the evil sword manual, he was coveted by Yu Canghai, and the family was about to suffer a catastrophe. This kind of crisis may have prompted him to work so hard. He really grew up.

"How has his martial arts improved?" Lin Zhennan asked.

"In the past month, more than ten of our bodyguards attacked with sharp blades. The young master guarded the secrets. We couldn't take advantage at all. Instead, we were defeated by the young master's sword every time. We showed no mercy. From our superficial view, the young master's sword skills are indescribable.

Jin, rigorous and solemn, already has a touch of everyone's style."

Lin Zhennan is not surprised. In terms of moves, Luoyang Golden Sword Sect Wang Yuanba’s sword-fighting skills are truly the best in the world.

"anything else?"

"Young Master's food intake has increased a lot." The housekeeper interrupted and replied: "Young Master has six meals a day, divided into times. He must take in beef, chicken... Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, deer antler, tiger bone and other great supplements every day.

, and taking medicinal baths every day, all this time adds up to a loss of thousands of gold."

Lin Zhennan twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed: "It's a blessing to be able to eat. My Lin family has a great business and not much else. I can't spend all my money."

"If the young master has any needs in the future, just satisfy him."

"yes."

"If he eats so much, will his appearance change?" Lin Zhennan hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't imagine his son turning into a burly man.

"That's not the case. The young master's daily movements consume a lot of money. It's just that his body is a little stronger, a little less feminine, and a little more heroic and upright."

Lin Zhennan couldn't imagine that he had changed so much after only being out for a few days. He continued to ask: "What else does he want?"

"The young master also ordered the villain to collect secret books from the world. In the past few days, he has collected more than three hundred books, including light body exercises, internal training, grandpa, swordsmanship, knife skills, etc."

"What does this mean?"

"The great parties in the martial arts world attach great importance to secret books. How can they be spread to the martial arts world? What is the use of such a technique?"

When Lin Zhennan had doubts, he felt secretly ashamed.

It's a pity that he has a certain reputation and affection in the officialdom and in the world, but his real strength is not that great. If a martial arts lord wants to take his life, it can only be done in a matter of seconds.

"We don't know either, but the master's martial arts is beyond our ability to speculate. Maybe he can draw the essence from it."

"You can't see through his martial arts, what do you mean?" Lin Zhennan was surprised.

"In the past month, the young master only practiced sword skills, internal strength, food supplements, medicinal baths, and practiced sword skills with us every day."

"In the next month, the young master will practice swordsmanship in the morning, external skills and light skills in the afternoon, and internal skills or reading and writing in the evening. He no longer needs to practice with us with swords, but instead shoots him in the mountains and forests with our powerful bows.

.”

"Crossbow? Do you have an arrow?"

"Bring it on, Young Master said, it must be practiced in actual combat to unleash the original potential of the human body."

Lin Zhennan was furious: "What's wrong with you? Why do you listen to his nonsense?"

"Chief escort, we didn't agree at first, but the young master insisted, so we had to give it a try. But in this try, the young master was able to dodge three arrows in a flash, so we dared to comply with the young master's request."

"Now, young master, your Qinggong has progressed very quickly. You can actually dodge five arrows. Your progress can be said to be rapid."

Lin Zhennan was shocked and speechless. It seemed that his son's martial arts had surpassed him by a lot. His talent and potential in martial arts were even more terrifying. He was even more powerful than the true disciples of those sects. Maybe he could

Comparable to those young masters who meet once in a century.

"Take me to the back mountain."

Lin Zhennan immediately led everyone towards the back mountain forest, and then he vaguely heard the whistling sound of sword lights. He took a closer look and found that it was not Lin Pingzhi practicing sword skills there.

"Why do you know the art of Ba Dao?"

Lin Zhennan could naturally see that these young people in their twenties used Wang Yuanba's tyrannical sword of the Golden Sword Sect. Of course, they didn't know many, only four or five moves, and they didn't have any special skills or mental skills.

Not leaked.

"This is what the Master has given us."

"Why has He given it to you?"

Just as Lin Zhennan asked the question, the escort leader Fang next to him leaned close to him and whispered: "Young Master established a fifty-man swordsman team. They are all selected from poor and good families. They are not very young."

"He is thoughtful, we are old."

"Arrange their family backgrounds and check their backgrounds again. Unless they are children of good families, they will not be accepted."

"yes!"

"Where have you gone, young master? Didn't you practice with a bow and arrow?"

"The practice has been completed. Today, the young master was able to dodge six salvos of arrows in the mountains and forests, which is much better than usual. Now he is practicing under the waterfall in the back mountain."

"Fall?"

Lin Zhennan followed the young man's guidance and saw that under the waterfall, there was only a pair of white pants, and his smooth body withstood the wash of the waterfall.

Originally, he knew that his son Lin Pingzhi was not working hard and his skin and flesh were more delicate than the girl's. Now he only saw that his skin was wheaty, his muscles were strong, and his face was angular.

**

Wow! Wow! Wow!!!

The sound of the waterfall hitting the rocks is full of rhythmic crispness, and the golden sunlight penetrates the snow-like water and reflects the colorful splendor.

A figure practices swordsmanship under the wash of a waterfall.

Tease, stab, intercept, block, collapse, chop, wipe, bring, wrap, and draw the knife, draw the knife, and the cycle continues.

Chen Jun's mind has been completely immersed in the Ba Dao sword technique, and he can realize the unique charm of each of the eighty-one Ba Dao techniques.

Each knife has motion receptors transmitted to his nerve center, simulating signals and requiring almost no reaction. Chen Jun has already instinctively performed the knife skills in a coherent manner.

In his master-level skills, he has established models and calculations for the learning and understanding of moves, brain calculation ability, and scene simulation.

This is also the reason why he can react quickly when faced with arrow shooting. His brain is fast enough and he has already made simulated scenarios and pre-rehearsed feedback actions. All he needs to do is match his physical fitness with his mental speed.

In other words, he can easily learn most of the martial arts in the martial arts world that rely on techniques and moves. All he needs to train is his body.

One sword, two swords, three swords...

The sword skills range from elegant to sharp, from weird to domineering, and they start again and again.

Each move is connected into a cycle, as if one wave surges after another, one wave after another, surging, and the sword force is superimposed.

Chen Jun could already feel that the sword technique had a different kind of rhythm, as if only with this rhythm, the entire sword technique had vitality.

Just like an ink painting, it may be perfectly reproduced by gongbi printing, but it ultimately lacks the freehand charm.

Now that he has long been familiar with this domineering sword technique, he finally has this charm that he has been waiting for.

Is this his sword intention?

After two months of ultra-intense training, using modern deep sleep methods, he rested for no more than 5 hours a day. Except for eating, he was almost practicing when he was not on the way to practice. Even his daily calligraphy and writing looked like fonts.

It's a knife.

He believes in talent, but he also believes in his own efforts.

And what is all this for?

Yu Canghai? System mission? Or standing at the pinnacle of this martial arts world?

neither!

As a doctor, he wanted to see how much potential the human body had and how far he could go as a combination of science and martial arts.

As a human being, can he become a god who stands at the top and control his own destiny?

Science and martial arts are just scalpels that open up the mysteries. This is only the first step.

Chen Jun opened his eyes.

With a slash of the knife, the river stagnated and cut off in an instant, and spray water columns as high as two people erupted in the surrounding area.

His internal energy is mediocre, but after practicing to this point, he can feel the presence of internal energy in his belly, waist, abdomen, back, shoulders and other places all over his body. His whole body is like a burning furnace, constantly emitting light and heat.

Chen Jun jumped into the river formed by the waterfall, held his breath and concentrated, practicing the skill of holding his breath and nourishing his breath.

It's funny to say that he didn't learn any advanced Qi-condensing techniques such as Turtle Breathing Kung Fu, so he had to fumble for the rudimentary techniques on his own. Although the efficiency was low, the additional effect was that it exercised the body a lot.

With his inner breath, Chen Jun blushed in the water, as if he was about to reach his limit, but he could endure it. After the limit passed, a figure as strong as a dragon suddenly flew out of the water, and continued to endure the erosion of the waterfall on the smooth rocks.

Practice sword skills.

Lin Zhennan looked at the young man who was sweating profusely and practicing tirelessly. He could even clearly hear the strong wind blowing. His strength did not let down the sweat, and his body continued to improve.

"Step back and let him continue to practice. From today on, his request is my request. Don't stop him."