I just want to be stable, I was hung up and became a Valkyrie

Chapter 217 Long Yin
It wasn't until the two separated and the strong air wave dissipated temporarily that everyone could see the scene clearly.

The person standing still is Shen Qian.

There is no need to say who is flying upside down.

For such a result, many people were surprised, but many people seemed very relieved.

"Those Jiangzhong military people on the Internet don't seem to be bragging!"

"Shen Qian really has the strength of a high warrior..."

"Then why didn't he make the Hidden Dragon List?"

After seeing with their own eyes that Shen Qian did not seem to have fallen as rumored, everyone had even greater doubts.

Wang Shuo, who stabilized his figure, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Shen Qian steadfastly, but his gloomy face returned to calm, and even his eyes revealed a hint of excitement.

"I almost thought I was going to be disappointed today."

Wang Shuo smiled strangely, and said in a low voice, "That's... that's interesting."

squeak!
Wang Shuo disappeared in the same place again, and his violent vitality drove his figure to tear the air, making an extremely sharp sonic boom.

Shen Qian was as motionless as a mountain, and before the afterimage of Wang Shuo's original place dissipated, he had already punched towards the upper right.

Bang!
Shen Qian's right fist collided with Wang Shuo who seemed to be flashing.

The air wave rose again, but this time everyone was prepared and retreated a hundred meters away, but no one was affected.

Bang bang bang!
The continuous tooth-piercing collision sounded continuously.

In just an instant, Shen Qian and Wang Shuo had already exchanged dozens of moves.

Those continuous afterimages of fists and feet turned into the most freehand ink paintings. Everyone just took a casual slap with their wristbands, and when they looked at the frozen picture, they all looked amazing.

"So solid basic martial arts...is this a genius?"

Someone muttered to himself, which resonated with many people.

Basic martial arts are something that everyone knows, and because of this, it is clear to everyone at a glance how the skills are displayed.

Shen Qian's fists and kicks were quick and precise, with a kind of just-right delicacy, and he would never waste any effort, nor would there be any unnecessary movements.

Wang Shuo's works are continuous, showing the speed and slowness, more gaudy, but also more aesthetic.

The styles of the two are completely different, but they complement each other at this time. Accompanied by the crisp sound of punches to the flesh, amidst the flying gravel, it has a great visual impact.

"Monster, what a fucking monster!"

A senior Beiwu student seemed to be deeply shocked, and finally couldn't help but said, "They all broke the two-second limit for [-] meters!"

"Is that impossible?"

Standing around him were all senior students, who were naturally much more expert than those freshmen who just watched the excitement, but at this time, they all showed expressions of disbelief when they heard the words.

According to the textbook records, the theoretical limit of a high warrior is an explosive force of 9999kg and an instantaneous speed of 1 meters per second.

But watch out...this is theory!
What is a theory?

That is, in the most ideal state.

But in fact, more than 99% of people can't meet this standard at all.

From the beginning of martial arts, many people actually began to fall behind.

The theoretical limit for beginners is 999Kg of explosive strength, but this actually represents more than 999Kg of physical strength.

Generally, when a warrior is at the peak of a beginner warrior, an explosive force exceeding 900Kg is already considered excellent.

Only enlightened warriors can meet or even break this standard relatively easily.

Pushing forward from this, at the stage of high warriors, those who can really achieve the theoretical limit are also rare.

And all warriors know that a breakthrough in speed is far more difficult than strength.

Especially two seconds per [-] meters, that is the first shackle of physical rules on human fighters.

Even a genius like Zhao Keyi, who deliberately focused his training on speed, could not break that line for a long time.

"Mountains and seas can be broken."

This is the consciousness of most high martial artists.

Countless mountain and sea powerhouses have gradually brought their physical bodies to the limit state of theory in the process of seeking the Tao, and finally broke through in one fell swoop.

To put it another way, [-] meters per second is often something that can only be hoped for in half a step.

At the stage of a pure high martial artist, this is unbelievable.

"I'm almost at the sixth level of the martial artist, and the speed has been stuck at around 2 seconds for a long time. Even I can't see their movements clearly. What do you think?"

Seeing that others didn't believe it, the senior martial artist who spoke first was full of energy and sneered at the same time.

Only then did everyone shut up, and at the same time, shock appeared on their faces.

"Sure enough, what kind of evildoer is not enlightened..."

Boom!

Bang!
When someone's sigh sounded, the storm that was completely caused by fists and kicks on the field finally ushered in a brief pause.

On a messy bluestone square, the two people who were separated by the impact of the final blow fell to the ground, their limbs trembling slightly, and they were panting heavily.

The corners of the clothes, the edges of the eyebrows... Looking carefully, the two people's bodies were covered with burn marks, and even the lean lines of their bodies were faintly exposed.

"This is because of the overheating phenomenon caused by the high-speed circulation of vitality in the body... Wonderful, really wonderful, I have only seen this scene in online videos before."

Soon there was "Bai Xiaosheng" who made a science popularization, with a look of emotion on his face.

Shen Qian and Wang Shuo looked at each other silently, and at the same time moved their arms and legs silently like Wang Shuo, as if they were relieving the pain in their bodies.

... Shen Qian had no choice but to pretend.

He admitted that Wang Shuo was very strong, stronger than he expected.

The opponent's explosive strength had already exceeded 6000Kg at its peak.

Judging vaguely from the strength and quality of the other party's occasional exposure, Shen Qian roughly believed that Wang Shuo's real realm was around the first stage of a high warrior.

What is this concept?
For a normal high-level martial artist, the explosive force will not exceed 4500Kg.

He didn't know exactly how many orifices Wang Shuo had opened, but he thought the number would not be low.

...Of course, none of this matters.

The important thing is that Shen Qian can only control his own strength. What he uses is probably close to 7000Kg of explosive strength.

Keep at a level several hundred kilograms higher than Wang Shuo's, but not too much.

It wasn't until Wang Shuo's hair started to ignite spontaneously that Shen Qian realized that there was still a saying of "vitality self-heating", so he could only pretend to be with him.

But I have to say, this fight was really fun.

Wang Shuo's understanding of basic martial arts is the highest among those Shen Qian has seen so far.

In the case of limiting his own strength, Shen Qian actually did not deal with it easily.

In the confrontation that took less than 2 minutes, the two exchanged at least three hundred moves.

At this moment, there was a bruise in the corner of his eye, and there were countless bruises on his body, but...he believed that Wang Shuo would be even more miserable.

At least from the degree of trembling of the opponent's body, he definitely hurts more than himself.

Shen Qian turned to leave, but Wang Shuo spoke again, "The winner has not yet been decided, Shen Qian, did I tell you that you can leave?"

Shen Qian frowned and stopped.

"I don't see any point in continuing to fight."

"Do you think this is my limit?"

Wang Shuo smiled, his tone suddenly contemptuous, "Or is this the limit of your so-called 'Jingcheng Light' and 'National Martial Arts Champion'?"

Shen Qian narrowed his eyes, feeling something unusual in Wang Shuo's words.

His eyes didn't change, he seemed to be sizing up Wang Shuo, but actually he was vaguely sensing his surroundings.

He didn't dare to release his mental power directly, but he also received some suppressed feedback from the inner core.

He couldn't be sure who was "watching him", but since the mysterious person warned him, it meant that he was not someone he could handle.

Neither can Knife Nine.

"Shen Qian, I have to admit that ordinary martial arts skills are really not enough for me to crush you... Anyway, let me try my hand at you."

Wang Shuo seemed to be talking to himself, but each of them fell into Shen Qian's ears clearly.

An inexplicable coercion that seemed to originate from ancient times was quietly rising from Wang Shuo.

"what happened?"

"what happened……"

The martial artist's natural keen perception made everyone's expression change slightly, and finally they focused their gaze on Wang Shuo who lowered his head at some point.

"Roar!"

As Wang Shuo raised his head, a clear dragon chant erupted from his throat.

The sound was not lethal, but it made countless people pale.

At some point, some golden scales appeared on Wang Shuo's face, and his eyes were dyed golden, including two vertical pupils without any emotion at all.

"Mr. Shen, get out of the way, this is the ancient six-star martial art 'Dragon Yin Transformation'!"

Because of Shen Qian's restraint, Dao Jiu, who had been watching the battle calmly, changed his face at this moment, and shouted loudly.

Shen Qian's heart was shocked, and he became vigilant.

Antiquity.

six stars.

Randomly picking out one of these two words and putting it on martial arts is a kind of coronation.

When the two words appear at the same time, even if you don't know what martial skill it is, it is extremely terrifying.

The fact that ancient times can still be passed down to this day means that it is mysterious and difficult to decipher, and the six-star martial arts... for individuals, the top level increase has already reached 60%.

Even though Wang Shuo hadn't cultivated this martial skill to the flawless state, Shen Qian... was irresistible in terms of the "strength" of the two who were not far apart.

Bang!
Wang Shuo just stepped on it lightly, and the sonic boom was several times harsher than before, resounding throughout the audience, and many people even covered their ears in pain.

An afterimage of a golden dragon loomed behind Wang Shuo. His fist raised up and turned into sharp claws. Against the background of his ferocious face, he grabbed Shen Qian's chest.

call out!
Dao Jiu didn't continue to watch the battle, and directly appeared in front of Shen Qian with a flash, trying to help him resolve this move.

But in less than 0.1 second, Dao Jiu disappeared again.

Bang!
A figure in black appeared at an unknown time, pinched Dao Jiu by the neck, and knocked him against a tree trunk a hundred meters away.

The trees cracked, and Dao Jiu's face paled instantly.

It was a young man in his 30s with a casual smile on his face.

"I didn't protect the calf, are you in a hurry for a hammer?"

Nie Han!

Shen Qian shrank his pupils and recognized the young man.

When he was in Jingcheng, he also met Wang Shuo for the first time. Nie Han had fought Liu Changqing in the sky, and he was the one who showed up and took Wang Shuo away.

Nie Han is Meiyuan's fifth disciple, and he broke through the mountains and seas even before Liu Changqing, and Dao Jiu didn't even have the strength to resist in front of the other party.

No wonder Wang Shuoming knew that he was protected by mountains and seas, yet he still dared to provoke him unscrupulously.

"Roar!"

There was no time left for Shen Qian to think.

Because after a brief period of stagnation, Wang Shuo, accompanied by the sound of the dragon's chant, turned into an ancient animal-shaped claw, and grabbed Shen Qian again.

Unless the "Shadow Blade" is used...

But in this way, his vitality will inevitably be exposed.

While thinking about it, Shen Qian made a decision.

puff!

Compared with Wang Shuo whose strength in performing martial arts has skyrocketed, Shen Qian's movements were a little slower, and Wang Shuo's claws also sank into Shen Qian's chest.

"Roar!"

With his throw, Shen Qian's figure flew far away, and then smashed heavily on the bluestone square.

Shen Qian coughed and stood up, five blood holes appeared in his chest, and blood was also dripping from the corner of his mouth.

...Damn it, it seems that this is the first time I am so embarrassed.

Shen Qian was thinking wildly, where is his foundation, the injury is not serious, it just really hurts!
"Roar!"

Wang Shuo roared again and rushed over.

Shen Qian was a little annoyed, he was weighing the possible consequences of letting the system beat Wang Shuo without showing any traces, when there was a shout in the sky.

"Stop it all!"

finally come.

Shen Qian relaxed a little.

Whoa!

A strong wind blew past, and Wang Shuo who rushed up was thrown away.

A familiar figure stood in front of Shen Qian.

And Wei Sijian, with the cat in the distance, also gave Shen Qian an "ok" gesture from the air.

The person who came was Cheng Shanhe, the vice president of Beiwu Pharmacy College.

Cheng Shanhe was still wearing a dirty lab coat, and his hair was a bit messy, obviously Wei Sijian called him over while he was busy.

It's a bit late, but it's not too late anyway.

"Professor Cheng!"

The students next to him saluted.

And Wang Shuo also seemed to gradually wake up from the cold consciousness, the golden energy on his body gradually faded, and he reluctantly smiled and saluted to the mountains and rivers.

"College sparring, just stop here, let's go here."

Cheng Shanhe first held Shen Qian's hand for a moment, and seeing that he was fine, he turned around and said seriously.

"Let's go, Teacher Shen."

After Cheng Shanhe finished speaking, he wanted to greet Shen Qian to leave.

"and many more."

But with a chuckle, Nie Han stopped in front of the two of them.

"What else is Nie Xingguan doing?" Cheng Shanhe frowned and said lightly.

"Hehe, teacher... I want to invite former classmate Shen to Meiyuan as a guest, so I'm specially ordered to invite him."

Nie Han yawned, then looked at Shen Qian, "Shen Qian, shall we go?"

Shen Qian's pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't expect Nie Han to appear here with such a purpose.

As if sensing Shen Qian's resistance, Cheng Shanhe shook his head and said, "Officer Nie Xing, Shen Qian is here to report to our School of Pharmacy today, and he still has something to do, so it's inconvenient to go to Meiyuan."

"I'm afraid he can't help this." The smile on Nie Han's face gradually faded.

"Nie Xingguan, please pay attention to your words." Cheng Shanhe's face also turned cold.

"It seems that the rumors are true. You really have some talent in alchemy... Otherwise, Professor Cheng wouldn't be protecting you like this."

Nie Han took out a token with a half-smile, "I just don't know if Professor Cheng's name is enough to prevent me from taking him away?"

The token is black and red in color, and in the middle of the complicated pattern, there is a big "ji" character in ancient traditional Chinese.

As soon as this token appeared, Cheng Shanhe's face changed suddenly, unlike most of the Beiwu students who showed blank expressions.

"what is this?"

Shen Qian had never seen this kind of token before, but he also realized something from Cheng Shanhe's dignified expression.

Nie Han smiled and was about to speak when an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in midair.

"Xiao Cheng is not qualified, so I don't know if the name of the Huaxia Alchemy Science Research Institute is enough, or... Is the name of the Huaxia Alchemist Association enough?"

(End of this chapter)