Martial Arts Have Mastery

"All skills have proficiency ()"

"Hello."

Arriving at the third floor of the Wumeng, Shen Ling put aside the cash box containing the Wumeng gold coins, and nodded to the woman in front of him.

"Hello, what do you need?"

The woman asked softly, and the clothes she was wearing also had a huge character 'Wu'.

Wumeng's clothes are all red and black. In Shen Ling's view, they are indeed at the forefront of fashion in this world.

Anyway, it is quite convenient to distinguish them.

"Let's look at the exercises first."

Shen Ling said softly.

"it is good."

The woman began to lead the way for Shen Ling, checking out those exercises.

There are many body training methods, and the price is not too high, but Shen Ling didn't choose any of them.

Footwork, knife technique, spear technique, sword technique.

After reading it, Shen Ling couldn't help shaking his head in disappointment.

The number of exercises he has learned is already enough, if these exercises do not have particularly outstanding effects, even the first rank is useless.

After walking around, Shen Ling only took a fancy to a special exercise called "Yun Shen Gong".

The price is three hundred Wumeng gold coins.

Can afford to buy.

The woman over there introduced: "This "Yun Shen Gong" comes from the ancient realm, and it is a special skill method obtained by the high-level Wumeng from the depths of the ancient realm. However, it is extremely difficult to practice this book. Only a few days can cultivate successfully."

"Extremely difficult?"

These four words made Shen Ling firm in his decision to choose "Yun Shen Gong".

According to the normal situation, the more difficult the cultivation method is, the greater the improvement it can bring to people.

"I bought it."

Shen Ling opened the box in his hand, and took out twenty-seven Wumeng gold coins from it.

"You count."

Pushing the box to the woman, Shen Ling sat quietly aside, picked up a cup of tea and poured himself a cup.

Soon, the woman finished counting the number of gold coins and nodded to Shen Ling: "Just a moment."

The woman walked to the back with the money in her hand, and quickly came over with a copy of the exercises that recorded "Yun Shen Gong", and handed it to Shen Ling.

Looking at Shen Ling, the woman said slowly: "You keep the exercise, and I also want to remind you that this exercise can only be practiced by you personally, and it is strictly forbidden to sell or pass it on."

"If the Wumeng finds signs of selling and spreading rumors, there will be special people responsible for holding them accountable."

Listening to the woman's words, Shen Ling raised his head and said, "Then what if I buy for others?"

The woman smiled and said softly: "Well, the rules are the rules. Normally speaking, if there are less than five people practicing a book of exercises, it is not considered a rumor, and no one will hold you accountable."

"Oh."

Shen Ling nodded.

From this rule, the Wumeng is not so rigid.

But, probably the Wumeng knew that it couldn't handle this kind of thing, so as long as it wasn't too much, it didn't bother to take care of it.

In addition, anyone who can buy things from Wumeng is not a person with a little strength.

Like the narrow-eyed man who was beaten by Shen Ling before, he only had ten Wumeng gold coins with his back against a sect.

Ordinary sects would not be stupid enough to provoke the Wumeng, not to mention the Wumeng itself was an alliance of a group of large sects.

People with a little strength will not specially pass on the skills.

The problem is actually not that big of a deal.

Holding "Yun Shen Gong", Shen Ling left the Wumeng building.

As for the twenty-seven Wumeng gold coins, he thought about it and still didn't spend it...

Anyway, this thing can be used in any martial arts league.

Not urgent.

Leading the black horse he just bought, Shen Ling walked towards the north city gate.

Linhai County is in the north of Xihai County, so he has to go all the way north.

However, as soon as he left the city gate, Shen Ling felt that he was being watched.

He turned back to meet the eyes of those people.

Those few people subconsciously avoided.

Looking around, Shen Ling didn't get on his horse, and quietly looked at the crowd gathered around him.

Someone is looking for trouble!

Ah!

When the encirclement gradually formed,

Shen Ling saw a one-armed man with long and narrow eyes, and also saw an imposing middle-aged man.

"Yuan Zong Shen Ling?"

Seeing Shen Ling, the imposing middle-aged man spoke directly.

"That's right."

Shen Ling nodded, and turned his gaze to the one-armed man, "Are you here to avenge him?"

"revenge?"

The imposing middle-aged man smiled and shook his head, "That's not true. He told me what happened. He lost and lost a hand. It's fair, his skills are inferior to others."

"However, he is my child, and I, as a father, don't feel comfortable even if he loses one hand like this."

"How about we make another bet?"

bet?

Shen Ling looked at this imposing middle-aged man, and suddenly smiled: "What do you want to bet?"

The imposing middle-aged man took a step forward and said: "We don't use artistic conception, we are more powerful than others. If I lose, I will cut off my hand. If you lose, I will cut off my hand too. is it okay?"

Shen Ling smiled: "You are being polite."

Looking at the imposing middle-aged man, Shen Ling's smile gradually faded.

He walked towards the middle-aged man and said, "Then come."

"it is good!"

The middle-aged man nodded.

Soon, Shen Ling and the middle-aged man were one step away. Under the guidance of the middle-aged man, both of them held each other's shoulders.

Only the middle-aged man said: "Whoever is pushed to the last five steps first, loses."

"it is good!"

Shen Ling said with a smile.

I have to say that this kind of comparison still makes him feel very interesting.

"start. "

Over there, the one-armed man shouted.

Shen Ling and the imposing middle-aged man started to exert their strength at the same time.

One step, two steps, three steps.

At the beginning, Shen Ling was pushed back three steps, while the eyes of the people beside him were wide-eyed, for fear of missing any second of the picture.

Suddenly, Shen Ling took another step back.

This is his fourth step, and if he takes another step back, he will lose.

At this time, everyone including the one-armed man loudly began to cheer for the middle-aged man.

"That's a lot of strength."

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Shen Ling suddenly smiled.

In the next second, the face of the middle-aged man changed.

"Uh."

Soon, the face of the middle-aged man became more and more red, and beads of sweat crackled on his forehead.

On the other hand, Shen Ling, who was only one step away from losing this competition, had no turmoil on his face at this moment.

"Boom."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man took a step back.

"Boom."

There was another muffled sound, and the middle-aged man took another step backward.

Afterwards, under the watchful eyes of a group of people, the middle-aged man stepped backwards one after another, and was pushed by Shen Ling for more than ten steps in a row.

"I lost."

When Shen Ling let go of his hand, the middle-aged man slowly raised his head, revealing a wry smile.

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man yanked heavily towards his left arm.

Fulfill the previous bet.

"never mind."

At this moment, Shen Ling suddenly said, "No wonder it's father and son, they want to bet every now and then, what's wrong with it."

"Forget it this time. For the sake of being polite, you don't need a broken arm."

"As for him."

Shen Ling looked at the one-armed man with a hint of amusement in his eyes, "I can heal his arm, but he has to pay the price."