Global Super Martial Arts: Start with a Hundred Times Understanding

"Ding: It is detected that the host has achieved an achievement that can solidify his cultivation base under a special environment, and officially entered the third level of martial arts, and temporarily solidified the talent of 'Nirvana Regeneration'."

"Ding: The host is asked to comprehend the ten artistic concepts in the third stage of martial arts, otherwise the talent of 'Nirvana rebirth' will disappear."

Jiang Ming felt an incomparably huge force of life pouring into his body, as thin as a tide, filling every cell, especially a strange brand of power blended into the blood and engraved into the soul.

But at this moment, he didn't care about the system content at all.

Facing Master Xuanming's attack, Jiang Ming exuded a strange wave of power, like clouds, like fog, like water, with him as the center, like a heavy rain.

This is exactly the artistic conception of rain.

He realized.

He has also stepped into the realm of the great master in this world, with Dao Yun present, refining his true energy, even the soul and will have been transformed once, and the whole person is sublimated and baptized.

The combat power also skyrocketed in an instant.

Regardless of deeper comprehension, Jiang Ming stretched out his hand to grab it, condensed his energy into a soldier, and a long sword appeared in his hand and stabbed straight up.

There seemed to be thousands of raindrops falling in the void, and they suddenly merged into the tip of the sword.

It is the sword of dripping rain that blesses the power of the artistic conception of rain.

The power of this sword is much more terrifying than before.

"Impossible!" Master Xuanming exclaimed.

At the flick of a finger, he felt earth-shaking changes in Jiang Ming's body, and at the same time felt heavy rain falling around him.

But there was no rain at all.

He understood that this was the illusion that the other party had comprehended the true meaning of the rain. It was just that the transformation in the other party's body was too fast and too terrifying. The strange power that erupted just now was far stronger than when he broke through at the beginning Too much too much.

Master Xuanming found it inconceivable, even more inconceivable.

Being able to fight against himself at a young age broke the common sense, and still break through in the battle?

Pull a few calves!

"What kind of evildoer are you?" Master Xuanming didn't even notice, his voice trembled a little, and the power in his body gushed out crazily, making this blow surpass the peak.

It's too late, but it's fast.

Between lightning and flint, Jiang Ming pierced the Mahamudra with a sword, the sharp force on the tip of the sword made Master Xuan Ming's hair stand on end, he turned around to avoid the blow.

The long sword in Jiang Ming's hand shattered, turning into a little light of true energy and dissipating in the air.

He grasped the palm of his hand, and a long sword appeared again, and he stabbed it out again. This time, it felt like heavy rain was pouring down.

Also fast to the extreme.

Another sword drop.

puff……

Master Xuanming couldn't dodge in time, his shoulder was pierced, and he also retreated far away.

Jiang Ming didn't chase after him, but carefully comprehended his own changes.

I finally understand why it is so powerful after comprehending the artistic conception. The artistic conception is the power of heaven and earth Daoyun. After comprehending, Daoyun refines the body, sublimates itself, and even the soul and will have been transformed to a certain extent.

When it is activated, it is more equivalent to being blessed by the power of heaven and earth, so that the power can be more than doubled.

This is just a preliminary understanding.

"This bad old man doesn't have a deep understanding of the artistic conception of ice."

Jiang Ming looked at Master Xuan Ming, and he also had some understanding.

The other is to comprehend the artistic conception and achieve one of the achievements of coming to this world. Not only can you leave at any time, but you can also keep all the gains in this world except the physical objects.

The pressure is all gone, and my heart is inexplicably relieved.

"If you can keep your cultivation, the talent at the third level of martial arts will naturally appear. Relying on the main world? Interesting."

[Nirvana Rebirth]: It has extremely powerful vitality, and has a trace of the supreme life rule, which makes the host have extremely powerful resilience, regeneration of severed limbs, rebirth from blood, even rebirth from Nirvana, immortal life, etc. Increased strength.

Jiang Ming was also very pleasantly surprised by the talent he acquired.

It seems that it can't directly improve the combat power, but it can greatly improve his survivability, at least not easy to die.

As for the ten artistic concepts that need to be comprehended to solidify the talent, he doesn't care much.

In comparison, this is a relatively simple task.

On the opposite side, Master Xuanming's expression changed.

The wound on his shoulder had stopped, looking at Jiang Ming who hadn't chased him, he hesitated in his heart: Should we fight or leave?

If you don't kill the other party today, you will be killed by the other party in all likelihood.

This son is too evil.

Make him tremble.

"Is he realizing the true change?"

Master Xuanming narrowed his eyes, felt ruthless in his heart, and raised his hand to tear the wound open. Blood gushed out immediately, and was led to him, and waves of extreme cold force poured into it, immediately turning into bloody spears towards the wound. Jiang Ming threw it.

This is the taboo method he realized, the Frost Blood Spear.

The blood spear swept across, shaking the world.

It also seemed that a series of heaven and earth vitality blessed it, swirling in a whirlpool and tearing the sky, piercing through everything, killing everything, and Master Xuanming followed closely behind.

Jiang Ming's misty eyes froze, and he grabbed it with his big hand, concentrating his energy into a sword, and stabbing out. It was still dripping rain and the sword easily smashed the opponent's ice and blood spear.

"Impossible!" Master Xuanming, who was chasing after him, shrank his pupils and exclaimed in horror.

"Nothing is impossible!" The long sword in Jiang Ming's hand was also shattered, but it appeared again, and he unleashed Xiao Yu's thirty-six swords.

With the blessing of the artistic conception of rain, the power of his sword technique soared several levels.

"I don't believe it, my dignified Patriarch Xuanming, the Supreme Grandmaster can't deal with you brat!" Master Xuanming went mad.

Both palms were flying, the cold air was surging, and the mist was foggy.

But he couldn't break through Jiang Ming's sword net.

Thirty-six swords of light rain, eighteen swords of rapid rain, nine swords of sudden rain, three swords of violent rain, he used them one by one to temper with the opponent.

His comprehension of the artistic conception of rain is also more profound and unpredictable.

Even every time a sword is struck, the power will increase by a few points.

"How could you be so monstrous? You comprehended the true meaning in the fight, and still strengthened the true meaning in the fight. Even Zhang Laodao is not so monstrous. No, it is far behind." Messy and covered in blood, "Are you a human or a demon?"

"I'm a fairy, a banished fairy from the sky!" Jiang Ming responded with a smile, and he became more and more relaxed. "The artistic conception, or the true meaning, is very, very simple once you get started."

"Simple?" Master Xuanming's voice was raised seventy-two degrees, "I didn't comprehend it for more than 20 years when I reached the peak of the master, and was thrown into the cliff and fell into the ice and snow. Only when you are on the verge of death can you comprehend, what the hell are you called simple!"

"Of course it's simple!" Jiang Ming laughed, "Look, isn't this another true meaning?"

He breathed again, and the surrounding dao rhyme changed, as if there was a mist in the environment of the downpour, which also made his sword's power ethereal and unpredictable.

"This is the artistic conception of fog!"

Turning the sword again, the chill soared, and the condensed mist turned into ice particles, not weaker than the chill emanating from Master Xuan Ming.

"This is the true meaning of the ice!"

Jiang Ming's momentum kept changing.

Rain is in a liquid state, fog is in a gaseous state, and ice is in a solid state. They are three different states of water. For Jiang Ming who has just started, it is too easy to infer other things from one instance.

But Master Xuanming seemed to have seen a ghost, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, that's the true meaning, how can you comprehend three kinds at the flick of a finger? Jiang Ming, are you a human or a ghost?" Master Xuanming actually had a creepy feeling.

"What is this!" Jiang Ming did not rush, following the sword technique, he activated the Ice Concept first, and the cold air filled the air, causing the water vapor to condense into mist.

Blessed by the artistic conception of fog, the fog filled the air in an instant, covering the surroundings.

The power of artistic conception should be intangible and invisible, but the ice artistic conception is very special, affecting reality with intangibility, and then forming fog.

The next moment, Jiang Ming activated the artistic conception of rain.

The fog condenses, forming raindrops that fall.

This is real rain.

Jiang Ming's mind and spirit merged into the heaven and earth, and he realized the magic of Taoism and the way of nature, and he also condensed his energy into a weapon. The swordsmanship he unfolded has long been out of the category of Drizzle Sword, and the three artistic concepts can also be changed at will.

When the falling rain meets the extreme cold, it turns into freezing rain.

A strange force field was also formed within this area, trapping Master Xuan Ming tightly inside, making it difficult to rush out.

Jiang Ming's swordsmanship is constantly evolving and changing, even the three artistic concepts are also changing, and they merge with each other, vaguely, as if there is a torrent of a river.

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