I Have A Divine Tree In My Heart

People who are also silver people have differences. For example, elves can reach 1,000 lifespans in silver, while humans only reach 800 in gold. With such a gap, some people will naturally want better.

The above is the information Lin Yao found out from the Internet, and he hasn't thought about it that much. At this time, he is mainly thinking about the classification among the people of black iron.

"I remember that for every 1% improvement of the people of black iron, one more seed of true energy can be produced. With the limit of ordinary human body plus 1% of the people of black iron, I can accommodate 11 seeds of true energy, um, I remember what was said on the Internet that after 30% of the Black Iron People, in addition to condensing 40 seeds of true energy, they can also explode two seeds of true energy in the body in one breath, which is also the middle stage of a warrior."

There is still a big difference between the explosion of one seed and two seeds, not to mention other things, just by bursting two true qi seeds at the same time, the physical fitness of human beings can increase by 50% in one go, which is much more than the 30% when bursting alone .

"30% is the middle stage of the warrior, which can explode two zhenqi seeds in an instant, 60% is the high stage of the warrior, which can burst three seeds, and 100% is the limit of the warrior, which can explode 5 seeds. At this time, you can break through or continue to accumulate. I The most important goal now is to raise the Iron People to 30%."

There is nothing to say about this, only practice hard.

Bathed in the midday sun, Lin Yao continued to practice under the sun after resting for a while.

During the breaks between practicing, he would go to the water dispenser next to him to drink water.

During the boring practice, Lin Yao also discovered that he was not the only person in the practice field, and even acquaintances, Yan Yan from the key class, Di Qiang who had comprehended the profound meaning of military boxing, Xu Wanqing and others were practicing. field.

"This should be the key class and the place where geniuses in the school practice. I have also entered this level."

Thinking this way, Lin Yao didn't have the intention to talk to others. He knew very well that cultivation is a very personal thing.

Lin Yao, who basked in the sun, recovered energy, and practiced, felt comfortable here, did not waste any time.

In between fighting military boxing, he will also practice the mirror-drawing sword technique.

This trick is very effective for people, but Lin Yao is only proficient, and he still needs to continue to refine it.

"The essence of sword drawing is to be fast, precise and ruthless. My current speed is not fast enough."

Training again and again, drawing the sword again and again, this is a boring practice, but it is also the foundation that the strong must lay.

The only thing that makes Lin Yao frown is that without the assistance of other people, he can only practice sword drawing simply by drawing the sword, which is not very effective. The best way to practice sword drawing is to be attacked by someone, and then he will pull out the sword at the moment the attack arrives. That attack splits.

"Looking for Zhang Heng during the lunch break is a mutual exercise. Unfortunately, it would be great if there is a strong person attacking me. Zhang Heng puts too little pressure on me."

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When Lin Yao was practicing, some people noticed him, and the ones who paid the most attention to Lin Yao were naturally the top three in other classes who were going to play against him in two days.

Seeing Lin Yao's exercise, some people were vigilant, but others ignored it.

"Flash sword drawing, hmph, it's just a crooked way, as long as my fist is strong enough and fast enough, I can defeat all obstacles."

It is Di Qiang who thinks so. He firmly believes in his own fist, and he doesn't care about Lin Yao's strength at all. He only wants to strengthen himself. This is probably the reason why he can understand the profound meaning of military boxing.

It's a pity that other people don't have Di Qiang's temperament. Even Xu Wanqing is watching Lin Yao's sword drawing skills, estimating the speed of drawing the sword and whether she can resist it.

In this way, some people pay attention, some people ignore it, Lin Yao doesn't care about it, and he is training wholeheartedly.

At noon, Lin Yao found Zhang Heng who had finished training, and told him about his thoughts on sparring.

"Dual training, let's go, but you can't use the flash, that thing is too rascal."

"Don't worry, I want to practice sword drawing skills,

Do not use flash, and try to use as little infuriating as possible. "

The two who decided to fight stood still on the edge of the playground. Afterwards, Lin Yao bowed and made a gesture of drawing a knife, while Zhang Heng raised his fist and attacked.

"clang"

Seeing the timing of Zhang Heng's charge, Lin Yao flicked his left thumb and drew the knife with his right hand, and a curtain-like light of the knife was pulled out, cutting between Zhang Heng's chest and abdomen.

However, this attack on Lin Yao did not use true energy, but pure sword drawing. Although such sword skills are good, Zhang Heng's military boxing has also been practiced hard for ten years, and he has fought thousands of times.

He was staring at Lin Yao's right hand, and when Lin Yao drew the knife, his body made a blocking movement one step ahead of his head.

The sound of clanging iron was Lin Yao's iron-wood sword slashing on Zhang Heng's glove.

A move was blocked, before Lin Yao had time to react, Zhang Heng's body suddenly leaned over, entered Lin Yao's inner circle, and grabbed Lin Yao with both hands.

"Stop, I'm defeated... Sigh, you who have practiced martial arts for ten years really can't deal with you who have practiced martial arts for ten years."

Lin Yao just lost the initiative just now. Although Lin Yao couldn't use his sword after being broken into the inner circle, and he didn't know how to use the sword to force back the enemies close to him, he could abandon the sword and fight Zhang Heng hand-to-hand.

He has also practiced military boxing for several years, and Lin Yao's cultivation in this area is not weaker than him.

It's just that this time it's a duel and not a group arena, what he seeks is not to win but to find out his own shortcomings.

Seeing Lin Yao admitting defeat, Zhang Heng also quickly stopped: "Your sword is already very fast, but military boxing can defend almost all attacks. After more than ten years of hard training, these have become my physical instincts. As long as you draw I can react to the sword, let's see if I burst out with true energy."

"Let's talk about it later, I'll try to see if the pure sword drawing technique can be used."

"Well, I also practice how to deal with this kind of enemy."

In this way, at the edge of the playground, Lin Yao and Zhang Heng had a duel. Zhang Heng attacked, and Lin Yao drew his sword. It depends on whether Lin Yao can break through Zhang Heng's defense with one sword and cut on him.

At the beginning, Lin Yao felt that he had a chance, but after some sparring, Lin Yao found that after training the military boxing into instinct, any attack he could be resisted by Zhang Heng's body.

Zhang Heng has already trained his fists and feet to fit his body and mind. Although he has not reached the point where he can release the shackles and control his whole body, he is still only a hair away. The sword Lin Yao pulled out could not hurt Zhang Heng at all.

After all, the pure sword drawing technique is only black iron, and it only has the power of one blow. If Zhang Heng misses Lin Yao with one blow, he will lose.

"Sigh, sure enough, although military boxing is simple, it is a useful move. I shouldn't have learned the big move last week, otherwise, I wouldn't have failed in the first round."

"Don't complain, sooner or later you will advance to the martial artist stage, and the tricks you have learned can be useful in the martial artist stage... I will use the true energy seeds this time, so be careful."

"Come here, as long as there is no flash."

Standing still on both sides again, after taking a deep breath, Lin Yao bowed his body and made a gesture of drawing his sword. Seeing this, Zhang Heng also rushed over. He blasted out, but Lin Yao could feel that although his best friend punched, he left three points of force, and he was preparing to block.

"Unfortunately, I'm not at the same speed as before."

With a sound of "boom", a seed of true qi burst in Lin Yao's body, and the energy contained in the seed turned into a stream of heat and flowed through Lin Yao's whole body, which greatly stimulated his body and made Lin Yao untie a part of it. The shackles exploded with extraordinary power.

When the heat was surging all over his body, Lin Yao flicked his left thumb and twitched his right hand. Lin Yao pulled out the curtain-like sword light, cut through the air and slashed at Zhang Heng.

At the moment when the sword light suddenly appeared, Zhang Heng's body still made a block movement, but Lin Yao's sword was faster this time. Before his fist reached the block line, Lin Yao's sword light had already broken through Zhang Heng's hands The defense cut to his body.

With a sound of "bang", Zhang Heng's body was slashed by Lin Yao's sword, and his whole body was sent flying a meter away.

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