In the master's hall, Chen Yuanshan's voice sounded: "The Holy Martial Arts Academy aims to cultivate martial saints for the human race. The president is the leader of the Haotian Alliance. There are five vice-presidents who are from Tianlongmen, Tianhumen, and Tianxiangmen. The sect master, as well as the Great Dragon Sword Master and the Fairy Queen Huangyin.
The leader of the Haotian Alliance has reached the peak of Martial Saint in cultivation and is the second master of the human race. The leaders of the three sects of Tianlong, Tianhu and Tianxiang have the strength of the late Martial Saint. As for the Great Dragon Sword Master, he is also the late Martial Saint. Huang Yin The Fairy Girl is slightly weaker and is in the middle stage of the Martial Saint. "
Hearing Chen Yuanshan's explanation, Song Yan couldn't help but feel shocked. There were actually six Martial Saints gathered in one academy, which showed how powerful the Saint Martial Academy was.
Just listen to Chen Yuanshan continue: "The Holy Martial Academy is located on the Holy Spirit Island. Although the Holy Spirit Island is just an island, its area is extremely vast, several times larger than the three states controlled by our Qingwei Sect, and this The island is surrounded by the sea, and a large spirit gathering array has been set up in the academy to continuously absorb the spiritual energy from the sea for the academy students to practice.
Therefore, the seats in Shengwu Academy are extremely precious, and there are only fifteen admission places in my Qingwei family. "
Song Yan's heart moved: "Is this sect competition just for selecting places in the academy?"
Chen Yuanshan nodded: "You reacted very quickly. The outer sect, inner sect, and elites each received three quotas, and the core disciples received six quotas! However, just because you have obtained the quotas, it does not mean that you can become students of the Holy Martial Academy! "
Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help but look at Chen Yuanshan in confusion.
The other party continued: "There is a teleportation array directly leading to Holy Spirit Island on the mainland. However, students cannot go through the teleportation array when enrolling. At that time, all prospective students will gather in Haizhou and then go to sea together by boat.
The sea is no different than the land, full of unknown changes. What's more, there are a lot of large monsters in the sea. It's already good if half of you students can successfully reach it! "
"Okay, that's it for now. This is a gift from me! Go down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuanshan waved his hand, and a thin piece of armor flew down in front of him.
Song Yan reached out and grabbed the armor, only to feel that the armor was extremely soft and had a hint of coolness.
Chen Yuanshan explained: "This is made of silk spun by the fifth-level monster Ice Jade King Silkworm. With this armor, it can offset at least 90% of the strength of the Grandmaster level."
"Thank you, Master!"
Song Yan thanked him and then slowly exited the hall.
Early the next morning, Song Yan arrived at the small world in the forbidden area early.
"Meet the Master."
Song Yan bent down and saluted Dongfang Tianya with an extremely respectful expression.
Dongfang Tianya nodded and threw a wooden sword to Song Yan: "Today your task is to chop into the air a hundred thousand times, pick out the air a hundred thousand times, and stab the air a hundred thousand times. Remember, you can't use your true energy, and you can't do it in the middle. There was a slight pause.”
"yes!"
Song Yan picked up the wooden sword, walked to the open space and struck the air seriously.
once.
twice.
three times.
…
ten times.
Seeing Song Yan execute his orders meticulously, Dongfang Tianya was very happy.
Song Yan didn't feel anything for the first five hundred times. After all, he had gone through the ninth level of physical training and his body had become extremely strong.
But starting from the 500th time, he felt that the wooden sword in his hand seemed to be heavier.
Six hundred times.
Seven hundred times.
A thousand times.
As he swung the sword more and more, Song Yan found that the wooden sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier. At the same time, the muscles in his arms became a little softer.
After he swung the sword three thousand times, he felt that the weight of the wooden sword had increased at least several times.
The arm muscles became more and more sore.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to him. Master must have had his intention in letting me chop so meaninglessly.
Could it be that he is training my instinct and inertia in drawing swords
Half an hour later, Song Yan had swung his sword six thousand times, almost a hundred times a second. But wouldn't it be necessary to complete one hundred thousand sword-cleaving movements, one hundred thousand sword-picking movements, and one hundred thousand sword-thrusting movements? It takes thirty hours.
And the order given to him by the master is one day.
There are twenty-four hours in a day. If we follow the current frequency, it would take more than six hours to complete the task.
Therefore, Song Yan accelerated the speed of chopping his sword.
After splitting the sword ten thousand times, Song Yan felt that the wooden sword in his hand was several times heavier, and his right arm that wielded the sword was even more sore.
"wrong!"
Song Yan suddenly felt a trace of doubt in his heart. If this situation continued, let alone completing three actions, it would be difficult to complete the first action.
Thinking of this, Song Yan couldn't help but realize something and began to adjust his breathing.
As he experimented, he found that it became easier to keep breathing at the same rate as swinging the sword.
As a result, Song Yan's movements of swinging the sword more than doubled.
However, after another 30,000 times, he found that even if his breathing was at the same frequency as the sword swing, his arm still could not bear the constant sword swing.
So, he started thinking again.
Every swing of the sword generates force.
The effects of forces are all mutual.
That is to say, every time he swings the sword, the muscles in his arm will be impacted by the reaction force.
If you can use your true energy, you can use your true energy to resolve the reaction force.
Now, I can't use my true energy, so how can I resolve it
This problem did not bother Song Yan for a long time, and soon he came up with a solution.
The reaction force of swinging the sword can be resolved through muscle vibration.
After several consecutive attempts, Song Yan was able to resolve the reaction force caused by swinging the sword.
As a result, his movements of swinging the sword became more and more relaxed.
Fifty thousand times.
Sixty thousand times.
Seventy thousand times.
…
One hundred thousand times.
Finally, Song Yan completed the action of chopping the sword.
The time it took was just over seven hours.
As long as the other two movements maintain this rhythm, it is not difficult to complete the task.
On the side, Dongfang Tianya has become more and more brilliant. This new disciple of his is so evil that he realized his intentions so quickly.
Song Yan's sword force changed from chopping to picking.
To chop, you rely on the strength of your arms, but to pick, you need the strength of your waist to assist.
Breathing, frequency, muscle oscillations.
However, thousands of times, Song Yan once again figured out the perfect rhythm of this action.
After picking up the sword 100,000 times, Song Yan only spent a little over six hours.
The next step is to stab. This action requires not only the strength of the arms and waist, but also the strength of the legs.
It might be difficult for an ordinary person to adjust the power of the three points to a rhythm, but Song Yan already had extremely advanced swordsmanship, so he mastered the perfect rhythm of sword thrusting thousands of times.
It only took him five hours to complete the stabbing action.
In this regard, Dongfang Tianya can only describe it as a monster. You must know that it took him a full month to find the perfect rhythm.
But it only took Song Yan one day. With such talent, it's no wonder that he could understand the sword's meaning at such an age.
For a moment, the more Dongfang Tianya looked at Song Yan, the more he liked him.
Author's digression: First update (to be continued)