Chapter 6: Martial Arts Broken Wave Fist!

There are tens of thousands of disciples of Luoshan Sect, most of which belong to the Wanfa Sect, firmly occupying the three ridges in the east, south and west.

By dividing the cultivation level, the body refining stage is an ordinary disciple. By stepping into the spirit control body, you can become an elite disciple and their family forces will be protected.

Among the elite disciples, the top 50 people in combat power are selected and designated as core disciples. The status is the same as the elders of the sect, and they can move into the main peak Yunmiao Peak.

Beiling is much deserted compared to other three ridges. This is a residence for the hard-working lineage.

After Su Xing jumped off the griffin, what caught his eye was rows of single-family lofts.

"The people who practice hard are not strong, and these attics are empty. You can choose whatever you want. Just light the lights in front of the door, and you will be able to take care of your daily diet and daily life."

Yu Zhiqiu continued: "Although the sect has abundant cultivation resources, except for some basic martial arts, the rest need to be obtained by relying on their own abilities."

Su Xing nodded to express his understanding. There were tens of thousands of disciples of Luoshan Sect, and no matter how many cultivation resources there were, they were not enough. If you want to get the attention of the sect and get key training, you must make a name for yourself.

"In addition, seven days after the new disciples enter, the sect will hold a competition. If you can get a ranking, you can get a generous reward."

Su Xing's eyes were slightly bright. He joined the Luoshan Sect just to become stronger as soon as possible and return to Luoyun City openly. It was related to cultivation resources, so he naturally had to fight for it.

"In the competition, those who ranked in the top 50 will be rewarded with one bottle of marrow cutting fluid, the top 10 will be rewarded with two bottles of marrow cutting fluid, and the top 5 will be rewarded with three bottles. First, not only will the reward of a total of five bottles of marrow cutting fluid, but you will also get a chance to enter the Xuepo Cold Pond to practice."

"Snow Po Han Po?" Su Xing was puzzled.

"Yes, this is the top priority."

Yu Zhiqiu looked serious and said, "The Xuepo Han Po pool contains extremely powerful and pure energy, which is of great benefit to tempering the body and increasing cultivation. In history, those who entered the Xuepo Han Po pool practiced greatly after they came out, and they could basically directly break through one realm, and even more so, they could continuously break through two realms."

"What?"

Su Xing's mind roared, and even his breathing became rapid. The reward for the first place was simply exaggerated. Five bottles of marrow-cutting liquid and the Snow Po Cold Pond, no matter which, they could make people's cultivation grow rapidly in a short period of time.

"It's not easy to get this first place. Generally speaking, there is basically no chance to get the sixth level of physical training." Yu Zhiqiu once participated in the introductory competition, and he was lucky enough to get the first place at that time, and he knew the cruelty of the competition.

"This is a martial arts Duanlang Fist, which is much more powerful than Wang Meng's Duanlang Fist. In the next seven days, you can try to practice and increase your combat power as soon as possible." Yu Zhiqiu spoke and found another secret book in his hand.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Su Xing looked surprised. This martial art was a timely help. He asked: "With my current strength, how can I hope to get first place?"

"Unless you can practice the Duanlang Fist to the Great Enhancement Realm within seven days."

After Yu Zhiqiu finished speaking casually, he felt a little regretful and hurriedly comforted: "Junior brother, don't be under pressure, you can get the top fifty, it's actually pretty good."

There are only seven days left, and there are no treasures in nature, so the cultivation level cannot be improved. It is a fantasy to practice martial arts Duanlang Fist to a great success.

The practice of martial arts requires extremely high understanding. Many martial arts practitioners who have refining the ninth level of body will find it difficult to practice one martial arts to perfection in their entire lives.

"Then I'll try!" Su Xing's eyes were firm. After his martial arts talent was transformed, his confidence was unprecedentedly strong.

The attic is arranged very reasonably, including a practice academy, a bathroom, a study room, etc. It is very convenient and comfortable whether it is improving your cultivation or practicing martial arts.

When he entered the practice academy, Su Xing had already read the martial arts skills of Duanlang Fist. This martial arts only have three styles: "Nine Waves Push the Fist", "Dripping water through the stone", and "Water Scroll and Kill".

Learning the first form "Nine Waves Pushing Fist" is a small success, and practicing the second form "Dripping Water to Weave Stone" can achieve great success. As for the third form, it is to thoroughly understand the first two styles and integrate them.

"boom!"

For three days, Su Xing was practicing Duanlang Fist crazily. With such hard work, he had mastered the basic moves of this boxing technique clearly.

However, he still couldn't make the first move "Nine Waves Push Fist".

"Wang Meng can cultivate martial arts to a small success, why can't I?" Su Xing looked persistent, his mind was always firm, especially after his qualifications have been transformed, he doesn't feel weaker than others.

"wrong!"

Su Xing suddenly stopped practicing boxing. He felt that he had walked into a dead end. If he continued to practice hard like this, there would be no gain at all.

"Since it is the Broken Wave Fist, it must be related to the wave. When the waves swing, they are stacked layer by layer and endless." Su Xing's mind flashed, and his face showed joy, "It must be like this."

He closed his abdomen, sank his waist, and punched him. Su Xing did not blindly copy the moves. After one punch was shot, he immediately took the next punch. Before the old force disappeared, the new force arose, and the nine punches overlapped, just like nine waves rushing over, forming endless momentum.

"Nine Waves Push the Fist!"

Su Xing shouted, his fist strength was like a wave that was coming, whistling towards the human-shaped stone pillar ahead.

"Boom!"

The two-meter-high stone pillar split in an instant, and the remaining force of the fist was not gone, and the next stone pillar was swaying, and then he stopped without any intention.

"This power is so powerful!" Su Xing stood there, looking at the scene in front of him, a little stunned.

The same martial arts skills are small, compared to Wang Meng's blind palm, Su Xing Duanlang Fist is fierce and domineering, and is undoubtedly much more powerful. Su Xing even has confidence that with the power of Duanlang Fist, he can achieve the fifth level of invincible hand in the body refining.

"It's not enough!" Su Xingneng judged from Yu Zhiqiu's words that in this introductory competition, there must be masters of the sixth level of body refining. If you want to defeat those people, you must practice Duanlang Fist to great success.

"What does it mean to drip water wear away a stone?"

Su Xing lay in the bathhouse, calmed down and thought carefully.

The time lasted for two days and two nights. Su Xing seemed to be stupid and stayed in the pool for whatever he did.

At some point, his mind moved, and that special water control ability emerged. As the water flowed, dozens of drops of water slowly rose into the sky.

"Swoosh, swosh, swosh!"

As the sound of breaking through the air, water droplets continued to hit the wooden board of the attic.

With Su Xing's current cultivation level, his ability to control water is still weak, and the water droplets do not have much strength, let alone cause damage to the wooden boards. Moreover, if this ability is used many times, Su Xing will feel his head swelling and pain.

Su Xing seemed quite persistent this time. In the next few days, every period of time, he would control the water droplets to hit the wooden board.

It continued until the water droplets formed a line and attacked on the wooden board, and suddenly his awake eyes lit up.

"Soft water overcomes hardness!"

After the body merged with the "water source power", Su Xing was extremely sensitive to everything about water. After listening to the name of Duanlang Fist, he knew that it was inseparable from water.

It will be a matter of time before awakening and enlightenment.

"Water drips through the stone!"

When he arrived in the courtyard, Su Xing shouted in a deep voice and punched him forward. The fist strength was not strong, and when the fist came into contact with the stone pillar, there was no intense scene.

A soft force followed the arm and was introduced into the stone pillar in front. The remaining momentum did not diminish and quickly penetrated into the next stone pillar.

There was a dead silence around!

"Click!"

At one moment, countless cracks appeared on the stone pillar in front of Su Xing, and then the tall stone pillar shattered with a bang.

Almost at the same time, the stone pillar behind also cracked and turned into a pile of powder.

Broken Wave Fist, it’s great success!

The breeze blows by, and the powder dissipates, but it cannot take away the awakening and shocking mood. The feminine power contained in these two postures makes it feel like killing people invisibly.

What is even more shocking is that it took only seven days before and after awakening, and the understanding was so terrifying.

After cleaning up, Su Xing left the attic. Today is the day for the introductory competition.

Yunmiaofeng!

Today is particularly lively, and there are crowds of sounds and people in a martial arts performance.

Almost all of the thousands of new disciples recruited by Luoshan Sect this year were present, and there were many old disciples who came to watch the battle. Most of these old masters were ordinary disciples, and very few elite disciples were present.

In the middle of the martial arts field, a conical platform made of huge stones stands, from bottom to top, and the area is getting smaller and smaller. The platform is only a few layers, but each layer is dozens of meters away.

Among them, there are long ropes that fall vertically to facilitate climbing.

The entry-level competition for new disciples is to climb this high platform. Whoever can finally stand at the highest point will be the first place.

A group of new disciples had a hot look and stared at the platform. Many of them clenched their fists and were fighting with high spirits. Obviously, no one could refuse the temptation brought by such generous rewards.

"Do you think, who will win the final prize in this introductory competition?"

"Si Zhang! I heard that my cultivation level has reached the sixth level of body refining."

"I think Jie Lingyun has more hope. His cultivation is also at the sixth level, and I heard that his martial arts are extraordinary."

"Xie Lingyun? Jie Huayu's younger brother?"

A group of old disciples started talking, and the hot topic was naturally who could finally get the first place.

Su Xing stood in the crowd, ignoring other things, his eyes fell on the high platform in the center, and his eyes were calm.

"Awaken, I didn't expect you to be here."

A familiar voice fell into his ears. Su Xing turned his head and saw that his enemies were narrow.

Wang Meng was staring at Su Xing with a cold look on his face, as if he was coming to find him, and there was a young man standing beside him. At this moment, the young man's nostrils were facing the sky and said lightly: "Is Su Xing? Now I'm kneeling down and apologizing to Wang Meng, I will consider letting you go."

"Who are you?" Su Xing looked at the rescue soldier brought by Wang Meng like an idiot.

"Si Zhang!"

Zhang Si looked arrogant. Although he had only been in the first place for a few days, his strength was outstanding and he had already made a statement that he had the momentum of being the first new disciple. In his opinion, Su Xing would definitely be frightened when he heard his name.

"I haven't heard of it! But, I don't like flies making noise in my ears."

Not only was the imagined scene not seen, Su Xing was also a cold look that was not ashamed of face, which made Zhang Si's face immediately gloomy.

"Things that don't know the height of the sky and the earth are thick." Zhang Si sneered, but did not take action immediately, but walked directly outside. Before leaving, he said, "In the entry-level competition, I will let you remember my name forever."

The most important thing in Zhang Si’s mind is the entry-level competition. There is no need to make a big fight before this. As for awakening, it will be solved easily by then.

Zhang Si believed Wang Meng's information and thought Su Xing was only at the fourth level of physical cultivation, so he didn't take it seriously.

"Su Xing, you are in trouble. Zhang Si is at the sixth level of physical training." Wang Meng looked gloating and hurriedly followed Zhang Si's pace.

Su Xing ignored it. He was no longer afraid of martial arts practitioners at the sixth level of body refining. Now his goal is only the first place. Whoever dares to stop him will have to taste the power of Dacheng Duanlang Fist.

Suddenly, a blue light poured down from the cliff and landed at the top of the platform at a dazzling speed.

A beautiful figure appeared in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!