Global high martial arts: My martial arts is actively cultivated

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Aoyama No. 1 Middle School ends from school.

The sun is setting and the afterglow is soft, reflecting the warm evening glow.

As soon as Ning Chuan walked out of the school gate, a bright red open-top sports car stopped in front of him.

Lu Mengyue sat in the driver's seat, held the steering wheel with one hand, raised her eyes, looked at Ning Chuan, and said simply: "Get in the car!" Ning

Chuan's gaze paused on the car logo for two seconds.

The "Wind and Blood" sports car, with the minimum configuration, also costs five million yuan.

"Gee, it's actually a little rich woman, no wonder he casually offered me three thousand hourly wages!"

Ning Chuan secretly shook his head.

Unfortunately, his martial arts were too hard, resulting in his hard teeth and not wanting to eat soft rice.

Ning Chuan opened the door and got into the car with some regret.

His current appearance is still very handsome, and relying on his own efforts alone is really a bit wasteful.

"Buzz!"

Lu Mengyue stepped on the accelerator, and with the roar of the engine, he drove into the traffic.

"Let's go to the Extreme Dao Martial Arts Hall, where the venues, facilities, etc. are complete, which is convenient for cultivating Lightning Slash." Lu Mengyue said while driving: "When the guidance is over, I will ask the driver to send you home." "

Thank you."

Ning Chuan bowed his head gently, and then said nothing.

Lu Mengyue couldn't help but glance at Ning Chuan, among the students of Qingshan No. 1 Middle School, few people could ignore her.

It's not that she's narcissistic.

Her talent, strength and family lineage are unique in school, and the students around her, even if it is only because of her ranking in the school, will inevitably look up.

In fact, Ning Chuan was just thinking hard about how to guide Lu Mengyue to cultivate the Lightning Slash.

Or how to make Lu Mengyue feel guided.

A job with an hourly wage of 3,000 is unobtainable, and Ning Chuan wants to get it very much.

If he can continue until the college entrance examination, the money earned is enough to double his strength several times, Galaxy University is difficult to say, but other top ten famous schools can definitely be admitted to one.

But Lu Mengyue's family is a martial arts hall, and if he doesn't really help the other party, he will definitely not be able to get it.

"Let's take one step at a time!"

Ning Chuan sighed secretly.

......

Ten minutes later.

The red sports car drifted and stopped steadily in front of the gate of the Extreme Dao Martial Arts Hall.

It is a huge building, not high, only three floors, but it covers an extremely large area, comparable to the open-air training ground of Aoyama No. 1 Middle School.

"Miss!"

A man in black walked quickly and greeted respectfully.

"Prepare a private training room, I'm going to use it."

Lu Mengyue got up and got out of the car, casually threw the car keys to the man in black, and his movements were sassy, so that Ning Chuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Lu Mengyue walked in front and led Ning Chuan into the Extreme Dao Martial Arts Hall.

Passing through the gate, Ning Chuan heard a violent noise.

In the hall on the first floor, incandescent lights were bright, and thousands of trainees wearing martial arts training clothes were practicing hard.

Among these people, there were children of seven or eight years old, and there were teenagers similar to Ning Chuan.

Martial arts practice, the school's teaching, is not perfect.

After all, teachers are one-to-many and have limited energy, so they can't cover everything for every student.

If the conditions at home are good, the children will be sent to the martial arts hall to receive a more elaborate education.

Not long after, the two walked into the elevator and came to a training room on the second floor, which was very quiet, unlike the lobby, and no other trainees were present.

"Student Lu, how do you want me to guide?"

Ning Chuan asked the question he was most concerned about.

After thinking about it, Ning Chuan continued: "I didn't have a long time to cultivate Lightning Slash, and with the help of accidental epiphany, I was promoted to the micro realm. "

Let's do the foreshadowing of what you won't guide.

In case Lu Mengyue is dissatisfied, there is also a reason to explain.

"Don't be so polite, just call me by my name."

Lu Mengyue gently stretched her lower body, smiled, and said, "Don't be nervous, with your lightning slash in the micro realm, it is not difficult to guide me."

"I'll cast a lightning slash, and you can just point out the shortcomings next to you."

Hearing this, Ning Chuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

This kind of thing is far simpler than he thought.

Before he thought that he would tell Lu Mengyue how to break the bottleneck, he had no clue about this.

In fact, this is a misunderstanding caused by Ningchuan's lack of knowledge of martial arts.

The bottleneck of the realm is very mysterious, not something that language can explain thoroughly, and if you want to break through, you need the cultivator to understand it himself.

"The job with an hourly wage of 3,000 has arrived!"

The corners of Ning Chuan's mouth turned up slightly, and he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart.

His cultivation speed was about to skyrocket, and the outline of the top ten universities in the Federation seemed to be clearly visible.

"That's right."

Ning Chuan was thinking about which prestigious university to apply for, Lu Mengyue walked to the weapon rack by the wall, picked up a narrow and long unopened combat knife, pointed it directly at Ning Chuan, and said: "There is another thing I almost forgot, you have to work part-time as my sparring partner, we will fight with lightning slash!"

Lu Mengyue pointed out that this kind of actual combat can deepen her understanding of lightning and thunder.

"Battle?!"

Ning Chuan pulled the corners of his mouth, and had no idea of being stubborn in front of the beauty at all, and said directly: "I'm just awakening the fourth stage." "

It wasn't him who instigated it.

Awakening the peak of the ninth stage, there is no fight at all.

It was useless for his lightning slash to reach the perfect realm.

The gap is too big to make up!

Lu Mengyue directly lowered ten times with one force, and he couldn't stop it at all.

"Blame me for not making it clear, I will suppress strength, body speed, strength will maintain a level similar to yours." Seeing this, Lu Mengyue's red lips pursed slightly, and she smiled embarrassedly, she thought about it and asked, "What breathing method are you cultivating?" "

D-grade reckless bull."

Ning Chuan shrugged and answered truthfully.

He knew why Lu Mengyue asked him about his breathing method.

Different breathing methods, in addition to the characteristics of their respective tendencies, also have different degrees of tempering of the body.

Simply put, the stronger the breathing method, the stronger the quenching effect on the body.

There are certain gaps in strength, speed, endurance and even the five senses.

However, the powerful breathing method is also a double-edged sword, and more energy is consumed in the process.

There are not enough resources to support, but it is not as good as ordinary breathing methods.

Because of this, when choosing martial arts before, Ning Chuan did not choose a B-level breathing method.

Doesn't make much sense.

Nowadays, the food he eats can't keep up, and cultivating high-level breathing methods will do more harm than good, but it will delay the improvement of strength.

"Then let's start now!"

Lu Mengyue took a deep breath, sank her mind, and the expression on her pretty face became solemn.

She raised her combat knife, and at the same time that her body burst into thunder, she swung it out.

In order for Ning Chuan to be able to clearly capture her movements, Lu Mengyue only used a small part of her strength.

"Your wrist angle is not right, too upward, this way of power, the power of the combat knife has been enhanced to a certain extent, but the lightning slash is a pure fast knife technique, speed is fundamental."

Ning Chuan groaned slightly, finding out what Lu Mengyue was wrong about.

"I'll try again!"

Lu Mengyue swung out another sword.

"No, the action is too deliberate, there is no fixed move for the lightning slash, the core lies in the same force of multiple muscles in the body!"

"What about this?"

......

Under the guidance of Ning Chuan, Lu Mengyue continued to practice.

Before you know it, an hour has passed.

"The guide will come here first."

Lu Mengyue took the towel handed by the waiter on the side, wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, and said, "Next, let's fight with lightning." "Good

!"

With a neat answer, Ning Chuan put down the silver-blooded combat knife, walked straight to the weapon rack, and pulled out an unopened bladed combat knife for training.

Perhaps after killing Thunder Sparrow in the morning, his mentality changed, and he was not afraid to do it with people.

The two came to the center of the field and confronted each other.

"Begin!"

Lu Mengyue drank lowly, kicked the ground hard, stepped on the thick leather pad deeply, and between two or three steps, he forced himself in front of Ning Chuan.

"Boom!"

The body burst out with a thunderclap, Lu Mengyue swung his knife out, and the air was neatly cut open, turning into a sharp roar.

Ning Chuan's eyes froze, he gripped the handle of the knife, and also cast a lightning slash.

"Phew!"

The combat knife quickly broke through the air and slashed from top to bottom, striking at the combat knife that Lu Mengyue swung horizontally.

His lightning slash is three realms higher than Lu Mengyue, and if he fights hard, he can have the advantage when Lu Mengyue controls his power!

Bang!

The two combat knives clashed, splashing out Mars, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was deafening.

However, what surprised Ning Chuan was that he held the right hand of the handle of the knife and did not feel the powerful countershock force of that hard shock.

"This is a false move!"

Ning Chuan's heart froze.

I saw that the combat knife in Lu Mengyue's hand, under the rotation of his wrist, tilted inward, and while unloading the vertical slashing power of Ning Chuan, he was also slashing at Ning Chuan's throat!

The smooth mirror-like blade swept across the long sky, clearly reflecting Ning Chuan's pair of black eyes.

A little panicked, but not losing his cool.

"Lightning Slash!"

Ning Chuan tried his best to retreat the combat knife and defend, relying on the micro realm, the speed was amazingly fast, and the blade dragged a silver afterimage in the air, blocking Lu Mengyue's slash in time.

Clang!

Mars splashed all around, Ning Chuan's figure shook, and he was stumbled back by the shock.

Lu Mengyue stopped and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

The two fought against each other, the purpose was to hone the lightning slash, regardless of victory or defeat.

After a while, Ning Chuan stomped down hard one step at a time, stepped on the soft cushion under his feet, and fixed his figure.

He raised his eyes to gaze at Lu Mengyue, and there was a faint look of incomprehension.

The same is a lightning slash, why is he in the inferior position when he has a large advantage in the realm, and he has always had the feeling of hitting the cotton with his fists.

After thinking for a moment, Ning Chuan's eyes flashed and he realized something.

His level of actual combat is not enough.

Neither he nor the original body is very familiar with the battle, at most it can be said that he has just touched some doorways.

Killing Thunder Sparrow before was more of a simple crush in strength.

Compared with Lu Mengyue, a person who has experienced hundreds of battles, it is not in the same magnitude, and the difference between clouds and mud.

That's not a problem, though.

"The essence of actual combat is technique, as long as you practice hard, you can naturally master it, know how to shoot reasonably, when to attack, when to defend, when to dodge!"

Ning Chuan said to himself in his heart, and a wisp of determination appeared in his eyes.

The next moment, his figure swept out, quickly like the wind, and began a new round of confrontation.

Lu Mengyue used him to temper the lightning slash.

He can also improve his actual combat level in battle.

Sparring is also mutual.

Bang bang bang....

The two quickly clashed, the combat knives kept colliding, and the sparks that collapsed out were like festive fireworks, blooming everywhere.

After almost half an hour, the fighting ceased.

The person who called the stop was Ning Chuan.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight again, the salary is calculated by the hour, and he can't fight for a while.

But strength does not allow.

Under this kind of high-intensity battle, his physical exertion is fierce, and he can no longer bear it, and he can only stand firmly with a knife.

"This kind of sparring worked, I already felt the bottleneck loosening, and after that, every day, we practiced once a day, until I broke through to the proficiency realm." Lu Mengyue showed a satisfied smile and said, "If you think it's okay, we'll make a deal." "

Lu Mengyue is the peak of the Awakening Ninth Stage, and this kind of sparring is naturally not a problem.

Ning Chuan was holding the knife, barely standing firm, so tired that he didn't want to speak, but just nodded in agreement.

Lu Mengyue looked at the wall clock and said, "Nearly two hours, but your level is higher than I thought, let's count it as two hours."

"Thank you!" Ning Chuan muttered, "Can it end the day?" "

The funds in his hands are difficult to support his daily practice.

"You're welcome, I originally planned to settle every day, after all, I don't know when I can break through."

Lu Mengyue smiled, half-turned her pretty face, looked at the middle-aged man waiting on the side, and said, "Uncle Yang, trouble to get six thousand cash."

"Yes, Miss!"

The middle-aged man left quickly.