C3 Martial skills

Early in the morning, Sima Xingyuan arrived at the mountain at the back of the academy.

Although his talent was quite heaven-defying after he transmigrated, he still wanted to properly train in the new martial skill. Familiarity made perfect, and things that he wasn't familiar with were, in the end, out of the question. Diligence can make up for incompetence. Even if one was a genius, one's laziness would be surpassed.

Sima Xingyuan cherished his current strong Inherent Skill; he could not repeat the reputation of being called trash. He wanted to become strong, pursue strength. After graduation, he wanted to go out and see this world and become stronger.

However, this time, his speed was much slower. While he was cultivating, he wanted to slowly understand what was so special about this kind of martial skill.

The specialty of the Absolute Account Fist was its angle of attack. It could only attack three areas: the waist, the chest, and the forehead. The speed of its attack couldn't be too slow, it had to be fast to the point where one could die without descendants.

He gradually increased the speed of his attacks and clenched his fists tightly. Violent energy exploded out, hitting the air and creating explosive sounds, leaving behind many fist shadows in the air.

Sima Xingyuan was extremely happy after all. He discovered that he had only practiced this martial skill a few times and was already very familiar with it. This kind of situation would only happen to geniuses.

He really did not want to be complacent, but he could not help but be pleased, because he was simply too happy. To go from an ordinary person from Earth to a strong genius warrior, this change was something only Sima Xingyuan himself knew.

After experiencing thousands of pounds of strength in his body, he was always excited. A sense of peace spread out from his whole body. This was something that had never happened on Earth before.

In the Tian Yuan Continent, only the strong were respected. Even within the academy, in a relatively peaceful place, everyone was chasing after power. The Sima family was already very strong, which was why they were promoted to the five great cultivation families of the Tian Yuan Continent. If they weren't strong, they would be surpassed by a small family like the Zhu Family with Yan Qian Empire.

Everything was because of strength!

Sima Xingyuan understood this and trained even harder.

Next, he needed to cultivate the Seven-star Step.

This was a footwork created based on the Big Dipper. It was the most peculiar and difficult to cultivate. At first, Sima Xingyuan only understood a little, but he was already able to defeat Zhu Qu. That was because he had succeeded in challenging someone of a higher level, which clearly showed the power of his footwork.

There were actually many steps and variations in the [Big Dipper] Seven-star Step Art. Sima Xingyuan calculated carefully. There were a total of 108 transformations.

He would only know one or two of them.

This kind of footwork was something that ordinary people would never choose, because it was difficult to learn and it was extremely tiring. There were many changes that had to be memorized. In many aspects, without the guidance of a master teacher, it was difficult for one to advance into the next realm.

Sima Xingyuan decided to continue his training, because he could indeed contact them.

He earnestly cultivated day and night, and under his hard work, his footwork had also improved greatly. Sima Kaifeng and Sima Chuya had been here a few times, and when they saw how fast the young master's movements were, they were extremely shocked.

However, the two of them also possessed astonishing innate skills. They increased their efforts and gradually caught up with Sima Xingyuan, arriving at the seventh level of the Yellow Rank. So it turned out that they were hiding their strength and didn't want others to think that they had surpassed the young master. In reality, they were just the young master's lackeys, they couldn't take away his reputation.

It's good now. The Eldest Young Master has become more hardworking and powerful. They can now cultivate without worry.

After completing his fist technique cultivation, Sima Xingyuan had already mastered his footwork, but he still wanted to practice the Nine Revolutions Saber Technique. This was a fierce offensive martial skill. It could produce an offensive strength of 1000 jins with a single revolution, and 9000 jins with a single revolution.

A ferocious attack naturally had very strict requirements on weapons. An ordinary saber would definitely not be able to withstand the strength of several thousand Jin. It would probably begin to shatter while it was still spinning.

He needed a weapon.

The Sima family hid many top-grade weapons.

Sima Xingyuan, on the other hand, didn't want to borrow the strength of his clan and wanted to rely on himself.

After he told this idea to Sima Kaifeng and Sima Chuya, he looked at the two of them seriously. In Sima Xingyuan's heart, they were born to be raised into his own little brothers. The philosophy they had been instilled with since they were young was to listen to the young master's words and protect the young master.

Sima Kaifeng's personality was a bit more calm. After pondering for a bit, he said: "Ordinary large blades are definitely not suitable for Eldest Young Master. The large swords sold by the academy's armory are all not very good!"

Sima Chuya was a little more mischievous and cute, and said: "I actually know that Zhu Zhen has a very good big blade, called 'Jadefallen Styx', which is very good."

Sima Kaifeng's face changed, and immediately objected: "No way, Zhu Zhen is the genius of the academy, he has already reached the ninth stage of the Profound Rank, and is much stronger than Eldest Young Master. It's definitely impossible to get it back. It's too dangerous. "

Sima Xingyuan had originally wanted to fight with Zhu Zhen, but the gap between them had actually been this wide.

However, how could he obtain such a great saber? This was indeed a problem. Since he had no martial skills and no large saber, there was nothing he could do.

After a few more days, Sima Xingyuan broke through again and entered the ninth level of the Yellow Rank.

When he came to the Martial Arts Pavilion again, he wanted to choose a new weapon. This time, he didn't need to choose a fist technique or a saber technique. Furthermore, he wanted a different battle technique. He took a look and felt that the palm technique was still not bad. He saw a type of palm technique.

Eighteen Dragon Palms!

This was an extremely overbearing martial skill.

A martial skill, eighteen levels, and each level, the image of a huge dragon appeared. At the eighteenth level, there were a total of eighteen illusory dragons.

Each dragon phantom had a strength of a thousand Jin.

Eighteen illusory dragons, a total of 18,000 pounds.

Furthermore, this martial skill had a special characteristic. As one's cultivation realm increased, they would be able to unleash a great amount of power.

At the yellow level, it was so powerful, but once it reached the Profound Rank, it would become even more powerful.

It's right here, after Sima Xingyuan saw it, he immediately took it and went out to the administrator.

However, the administrator didn't have any expression, only a cold and indifferent level.

Sima Xingyuan took the secret scripture and was about to leave.

At this moment, the manager called out to him and asked him if he had chosen a blade technique.

Sima Xingyuan nodded.

This old man did not know how he had transformed, but he had suddenly pulled out a weapon. It was a huge blade. However, there was something strange about the black color. It was black, slightly different from a normal large blade. There was a lot of dominance.

This large blade was extremely domineering and had an exaggerated appearance.

Although the color was black, it was a pitch-black color. It was as if it was an energy that could destroy the world. When one looked at it, they would be either shocked or afraid.

The luxury of keeping a low profile!

After Sima Xingyuan saw this, he hurriedly thanked him. However, he saw that the administrator had already closed his eyes, and no longer paid attention to him, as if to him, sending out the big blade was a trivial matter.

Only now did Sima Xingyuan remember that this old man was called Old Gu, and was a mysterious person. Some people said that he used to be very strong, some people said that he had not been able to accomplish anything in his life, but in the end, no one could say for sure.

Old Gu was usually very low-key, and many people had almost forgotten about his existence.

However, the large blade she gave him was of such high quality that it made Sima Xingyuan very happy for a long time.

After he left, he looked at the large blade again and again. To his surprise, he found two exquisite engravings on both sides of the blade. It had always been a ferocious dragon, and one was an arrogant tiger.

Gu Lao did not tell him the name of the blade. Sima Xingyuan had given him a name, which was: Dragon Tiger Black Saber.

He felt that the Dragon Tiger Black Saber was definitely much stronger than that Zhu Zhen whatever.

It had to be stronger than his blade.

This was because low-key people were all quite powerful, just like how Sima Xingyuan gave himself the right to be so low-key.

Although he had to keep a low profile, when he walked out of the Martial Skill Pavilion with the large saber over his shoulder, the students on the road were still scared when they saw it. How powerful was his aura and how domineering was his aura?

Looking at the fearful gazes of the others, Sima Xingyuan felt very helpless. Was he really that overbearing?

As he just happened to pass by, he became speechless and walked over with a smile. There was a small storage ring in his hand, and he handed it over to Sima Chuya: "First Young Master, you can use your storage ring to store it. This blade of yours is too scary."

When Sima Xingyuan took the storage ring, he realized that there was actually such a good thing.

However, Sima Chuya's face flushed. When the two of them exchanged rings, they could clearly feel the temperature of their Eldest Young Master's fingers.

Sima Chuya was slightly embarrassed, it was the first time that a man had touched her jade hand, even though she was a young master, she would never be like this before, right?

Thus, the two decided to go to the back mountain and cultivate properly.

However, Sima Xingyuan was still stopped.

The person who stopped them was a person called Lu Jian. Two guards followed behind, and they looked at Sima Xingyuan with a smile that was not a smile.

He was the young master of another clan on the Yan Qian Empire, but his power was still inferior to the Sima Clan. Like the Zhu Ba Clan, they both wanted to surpass the Sima Clan, and if they could defeat their young master, it would be a great comfort to him, to be able to rub away the Sima Clan's spirit.

Seeing Lu Jian stopping Sima Xingyuan, many people were excited. Lu Jian was an expert, his strength was at the third level of Profound Rank, and he was much stronger than Zhu Wu Si. Moreover, his clan was a bit more powerful and his martial arts were also a bit stronger.

Sima Chuya was a little worried, this was not a good thing, although the young master had become stronger, all of them had found him.