Cosmic Demon

Chapter 162: Trial in the ancient wilderness, counterattack against a professional genius!

Next, Qin Shi conducted confrontational training with Tan Cong. He put down the perfect-grade electric saber and replaced it with the same wooden sword.

"Holding the short to enter the long, suddenly moving vertically and horizontally!"

Tan Cong used the "Forced Technique" right from the start, swinging his sword continuously in one breath. The airflow seemed to be split and rolled back to both sides.

More than a dozen attacks were closely connected, and the strong wind pressure was like a solid wall, pressing heavily towards Qin Shi!
When listening to the class just now, Qin Shi noticed Tan Cong's knife-holding posture and the steps he took.

He learned it very well, remembering firmly the secret of "killing the person instead of the knife". The real killing move always targets the vital points of the human body, and the knife-blade confrontation is just a process.

So, Qin Shi narrowed his eyes, gripped the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, and suddenly held the knife horizontally in front of him, making a parrying gesture, as if he wanted to hold on until Tan Cong was exhausted and look for an opportunity to find a flaw.

Tan Cong's sword became faster and heavier each time. The sound of wooden swords colliding echoed in the training room, making Wei Zheguang below the ring hold his breath in concentration.

When the attack came to the tenth time, Qin Shi, who was retreating step by step and had his battle space compressed, suddenly activated his strength and shook the blade to deflect Tan Cong's chopping attack.

Then he rotated his wrist to relieve the force and stabbed forward!
This change of move came suddenly, and the wooden sword in Tan Cong's hand was involuntarily knocked off track. The force surged through the blade, like a tuning fork being plucked, vibrating violently and almost out of control.

"Listen to the knife force!"

Tan Cong's face changed slightly. Qin Shi was using the "change word technique". By the collision of the blades, he became familiar with the changes in the opponent's strength, just like touching the strings of a guitar to listen to the sound and recognize the song, feeling the direction of the force and then counterattacking.

He never expected that Qin Shi had such an amazing learning ability and he was able to use it proficiently as soon as they started fighting.

Chi!
The blade broke through the air and stabbed towards the throat!
Tan Cong's skin tightened slightly. After all, he was the one using a knife. He stomped his feet on the ground and roared.

The atmosphere was shaken, as if a bomb was ignited, and a thunderous roar erupted!

At the same moment, he twisted his wrist tightly, and the blade slashed Qin Shi's knee at an even faster speed!
This is the "shouting and cutting" in the "guizi jue"!
Distract the enemy, delay their attack, and then go straight for the lower body!

Even though Qin Shi's mental strength was extremely strong, he was still shocked by Tan Cong's "Lion's Roar". His eardrums bulged unconsciously, and the knife he extended forward was also a little slower.

However, his mind was in a state of concentration, his body and spirit were united, and he was in control of his mortal body. He did not let Tan Cong succeed. He stepped back, used the wooden sword to defend himself, and deflected the slashing attack from the blade!
In just a few moves, the two men exchanged blows, demonstrating the magical effects of the four sword techniques to the fullest.

"Not bad, not bad! In the martial arts world of the old era, there is a saying that the sword is the courage and the footwork is the soul. As the saying goes, the living footwork is the door to life and death!"

Tan Cong's offensive was broken, and he took two steps back to create some distance, then looked approving.

"Xiao Qin, you have to remember that the sword technique is not in the hands, but in the waist and legs. You just controlled the 'advance' and 'retreat' very well.

Come again! This time, let’s compete with each other!”

Tan Cong stood firmly, holding the knife with both hands in front of his chest. He personally demonstrated the three-step continuous slashing. This time he swung the knife slowly, but his steps were heavy and powerful, bringing up a sticky and turbulent airflow and wind pressure!
This is the "wave-by-wave attack" style of fighting, which emphasizes using momentum to overwhelm the opponent and subdue the opponent from the front!
Qin Shi was not afraid either. He took small steps forward and swung his wooden sword violently like an anvil hammer!

It was like a force 4 or 5 gale sweeping towards Tan Cong!

"Horrible! It's really... so terrifying!"

Wei Zheguang left the vicinity of the ring and consciously stepped back as far as possible.

The aftermath of the fight between the two men was so fierce that even though it was just the collision of wooden swords, it made a clanging sound like metal clashing.

Especially the rolling sword moves that are beyond the scope of normal skills, as the body moves, it is like a roaring angry dragon biting each other.

The wooden sword is the claw and fang, responsible for attack, and the mortal body is the dragon's body, maintaining the ability to move.

"Instructor Tan is really terrifying! I haven't seen him practicing with the sword every day, but I didn't expect him to be so fierce!"

Colleagues from the Operations Department echoed this.

"Brother Qin, he's just started! What's the difference between this and playing the game for the first time, being invincible in the laning phase, getting a pentakill in a team fight, and being on par with the top king?"

Wei Zheguang rubbed his cheek as if he had a toothache.

This bunch of perverted geniuses is so despairing. Their outrageous numbers and strengths make it impossible for ordinary players to have any experience!

If possible, he strongly recommends that designers weaken it!
"Qin Shi... they are at the level of the top 100 contestants, so it's reasonable for them to be a little stronger."

Colleagues in the Operations Department were not very surprised. Unlike Wei Zheguang, they had seen Qin Shi's development period and understood his incredible training speed and combat performance, so they were more calm.

"Old Wei, what place do you think he can get? I've heard that the Hengzhou Martial Arts Association has invested heavily this time, and the rewards are very generous. If I were not too old, I would also like to try my luck!"

Wei Zheguang poured cold water on him:
"Stop dreaming! Those evildoers are in their golden age, with vitality in their 80s and 90s! They are so ruthless and heavy-handed, it's hard to say whether you can make it into the top 100 if you sign up! It's possible that you will become paralyzed on one side of your body and lie in bed!

Moreover, according to reliable information, this Top 100 competition is not the usual ring battle. After discussion, the Hengzhou Martial Arts Association has restarted the "Wilderness Trial" that was popular a thousand years ago."

Colleagues in the Operations Department were shocked that a group of talented young people, who had invested countless amounts of money and resources, were released into the wilderness outside the urban area.

The Wushu Association is really crazy!

In the past, when the old martial arts schools were prevalent, wilderness trials were almost a quality tester for identifying true geniuses.

Known for its low survival rate and high cruelty.

Later, it was urgently stopped by the Wushu Association on the grounds that it was not humanitarian enough and was too likely to cause casualties.

"Wilderness Trial, tsk tsk, has it been approved by the Martial Arts Association? If it's true, this Top 100 Tournament will be a real gimmick! Maybe Tomorrow Media will send someone over to purchase the exclusive broadcasting rights from us!"

A colleague from the Operations Department sighed.

The Wilderness Trial is essentially a smaller version of the Star Cup.

The latter has a wide variety of competition arrangements and is by no means a simple fighting competition.

The limits of the mortal body in the martial arts path will be squeezed from all aspects.

"Wow! Old Wei, look, the winner has been decided! Instructor Tan doesn't seem to have gotten the upper hand!"

Wei Zheguang looked towards the arena. With a snap, two wooden swords broke, and two figures, like mercury pouring out of the ground, retreated to the corners.

"Youth is formidable! Your talent in weapons is no less than your aptitude in cultivation!"

Tan Cong looked down at the handle of the knife he was holding. Just now, he had sparred with Qin Shi and performed at about 70% to 80% of his usual level, but he still couldn't defeat the opponent.

"Brother Tan, thank you for your praise. It's mainly because you taught me well and explained it very thoroughly."

Qin Shi said modestly.

Through sparring with Tan Cong, he improved his proficiency in the Four Sword Techniques and was able to use them flexibly and switch between them with ease.

Further improvement in playing experience!
"It's hard to be a bad teacher with a student like you. You can draw inferences from one example and apply it to other similar cases. Nanhuang Dojo is really lucky to have you."

Tan Cong threw away the broken wooden sword and laughed heartily.

He walked down from the ring, took Qin Shi out of the training room, stood in front of the vending machine, and bought two bottles of energy drinks.

"Here, you must be tired after practicing for so long, drink some water."

Tan Cong unscrewed the bottle cap and looked up, taking a deep breath. The refreshing feeling made him breathe a sigh of relief, and then he said:

"The official event of the Top 100 competition may be the Wilderness Trial. This thing has been abandoned for a long time. Xiao Qin, you'd better learn more about it.

In the past, there were too many grievances and disputes among the old martial arts schools, and many old guys who liked to play tricks and use dirty tricks used the wilderness trials to plot against the good seedlings of other schools, causing some vicious bloody incidents. "

Qin Shi's heart sank. Lao Zhang and Lao Liang were both from the old martial arts schools. As the descendant of the Hongsheng and Nanhuang lineages, he had naturally heard of some past events.

At that time, there were ten dojos in Hengzhou, and martial arts were flourishing. Among them, there were good and bad people, including Lao Deng, who had sinister intentions and was jealous of talent. They colluded privately and sent a large number of dojo disciples to the wilderness for trials, which was equivalent to forming a group to go to the base.

If they are alone and have no famous master, they will work together to eliminate him. If they meet a strong enemy, they will escort him to see who has more people and power.

Over time, the rewards for the trials were all monopolized by the gym, and others had no hope at all. It was not until the Martial Arts Association launched several rounds of purges and rectifications that the situation eased a little.

As for why there is only Lao Zhang’s Nanhuang Taoist Temple left in Hengzhou today, and the top ten Taoist temples are no longer there.

The reason is very simple. A thousand years ago, a ruthless person from the Enlightenment School emerged in Hengzhou. He used some unknown means to gain the favor of a certain spiritual pillar, and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. He set a terrifying record of becoming a master in twenty years.

Then he wiped out all the ten major gyms, killing everyone without leaving a single one alive!
This case shocked Dongxia and forced the Security Department and the Chairman of the Martial Arts Association to personally step in and take action to eliminate the nearly crazy and completely corrupt ruthless person from the Enlightenment School.

To some extent, this case strengthened Dongxia's determination to promote new martial arts.

"The old martial arts schools are not all good. There are too many old rules and regulations in this school."

Qin Shi nodded to show his agreement, and did not blindly support it just because he was from the old martial arts school.

"As usual, we will probably choose a few heavily polluted areas and drop you there. Anyway, with that magic weapon, your ability to protect yourself will definitely be maximized."

Tan Cong was not that worried about Qin Shi. This kid had an incredible learning ability and a monstrous speed in cultivation. Even if he was put in a chaotic battlefield, he would not lose to anyone.

"Thank you, Brother Tan, for your hard work today."

Qin Shi remained silent. After reading the information about the strong players collected by Lin Yunqing, he still felt a little nervous.

Geniuses are like crucian carp in a river, and there is never a shortage of them.

Currently, he dominates the peer class in Tai'an urban area, but when it comes to Hengzhou, which is an administrative planet, he may not be the best.

"Anyway, I'm optimistic about you! Bring honor to our Inspection Department! I've long disliked those guys in the Central City!"

Tan Cong patted Qin Shi's shoulder vigorously to show his closeness, and then sighed:
"If there's anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me later. I don't want to take these decent skills with me into my coffin."

"Okay, Brother Tan, please don't think I'm annoying or stupid."

Qin Shi smiled shyly, thinking that he would learn a few more killer moves from Lao Tan later.

Try to unlock the "Eternal Tribulation"!
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In the Central City Gymnasium, Zhou Yuanchen, with his neat short hair and hands in his pockets, answered the call on the terminal.

"Ying? Looking for me? Let them wait."

Zhou Yuanchen shook his head and looked at the coach sent by the Education Department:
"I need to finish this last fight and then focus on the Top 100."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, put down the terminal in his hand, and strode towards the tall figure standing in the center.

"Yuan Chen, are you sure you want me to use my full strength?"

The tall figure is muscular and exudes a heavy aura like a mountain.

The professional-level 100 points of vitality have made the seed of life germinate long ago and transformed into a life crystal that condenses rich activity.

This can make the flesh and blood close to energy, ensuring the chance of survival no matter how fatal the injury is, and can also temporarily overdraw vitality in exchange for an explosion that exceeds the body's capacity.

Therefore, there is indeed a huge gap between amateur and professional levels.

To use the description of Dongxia’s highest research center, “the mismatch in life levels leads to differences in individual strength.”

"I want to try, Teacher Song."

Zhou Yuanchen was sincere. He took a deep breath and said slowly:

"My goal is to take the top spot in the Hengzhou Top 100 Competition, and then challenge for the Star Cup. If I want to ensure that I get the championship reward, I must have professional-level combat power, so that I can be sure of winning.

Even if I can't beat Teacher Song, I want to know how big the gap is. So I hope Teacher Song, don't hold back!"

Mr. Song, who was tall and muscular, thought for a moment and then said:

"One punch! If you can withstand my full-strength punch, it will be enough to crush your competitor in the Top 100 Tournament!"

"it is good!"

Zhou Yuanchen agreed.

He is well aware of Mr. Song's strength. He has a high level of physical development and insists on exercising his muscle groups to ensure 100% effort.

If he were to explode, as a professional teacher, Mr. Song would have no problem destroying half a football field.

"Come on, Teacher Song."

Zhou Yuanchen adjusted his breathing. His whole body was buzzing. Wisps of extremely cold air escaped from his dilated pores, condensing the grass under his feet into layers of white frost, almost making the surface of the ice look like cracks.

The vitality was stimulated to the extreme, causing the temperature within a dozen meters around to drop rapidly. A cold blue light floated and lingered between the palms.

“Very close to the 100-point mark!”

Teacher Song narrowed his eyes and said appreciatively.

Suddenly, his figure became blurred.

In a flash, the professional-level powerful body tore through the air, and as it moved, it almost created a human-shaped passage in a near-vacuum state.

Bang!
The conical air wave surged, pushing Teacher Song's fist towards Zhou Yuanchen!
Surprisingly, the latter also raised his fist to fight back.

"How can an amateur compete head-on with a professional..."

Doubts arose in Teacher Song's mind, but everything happened too fast. With 100% strength, his fists seemed to have created a Mach loop, stirring up a violent storm that blew pieces of grass into the air and caused dirt and debris to spin wildly!

Boom!
The violent collision, like a battering ram, made the stadium echo with a deafening roar!

The two of them blasted out umbrella-shaped shock waves, like invisible giant hands smoothing out the turbulence.

Teacher Song's eyes were filled with disbelief and shock. He felt an incomparable violent force entering through his knuckles, madly tearing at the muscle fibers that were as strong as alloy threads.

"Yuan Chen, have you broken through to the professional level?"

Teacher Song asked in horror.

"Not yet, but soon."

Zhou Yuanchen took on the fierce attack from the professional level head-on. The grass under his feet was shaken up and then collapsed, forming a shocking bowl-shaped pit.

He estimated Teacher Song's contribution and had a rough idea in his mind.

I thought secretly:

"With my 1.7 billion in debt, it's enough to complete the comeback from amateur level to professional level! Plus, the 'Ten Times Borrowing King Fist' is my trump card! I'm sure to win the top 100 competition!"

(End of this chapter)