Wang Dong felt that it looked familiar. His Blade Technique seemed to be an infinitely simplified version of the real Blade Technique. Every degree of his practice was a small center of these 256 degrees. WWw、QuanBeN-XiaoShuo、cOm
"Have you seen the shining right hand? Let's practice the right hand first!" It seemed like the God of War said, "You have to concentrate, damn, I didn't expect that I would be a teacher one day, so let's pull your mental power out of the spiritual sea. "
It seemed that Wang Dong did whatever the God of War said, and his spiritual power slowly entered the sixteenth-degree core of his right hand from the spiritual sea.
"Concentrate, the next step is difficult. The scary thing about the Blade Art is that it can not only exert the nuclear power to the greatest extent, but also coordinate the connection between the mental power and the genetic nuclear power to the greatest extent. Every step below will be incomparable. It’s going to be difficult, so be prepared!”
It seems that the Martial God himself has become serious, and he is also very curious about the Blade Art. Unfortunately, unless he looses his skills, there is no chance, and practicing the Blade Art seems to have to meet certain conditions, otherwise no matter how hard he practices, it will be useless.
"Very good, first time, impact!"
Wang Dong gritted his teeth, pulled out his mental power from the core of his right hand and sprinted downwards. He had an impression that this kind of breakthrough was very difficult. After hearing what the God of War said so much, it was even harder to think about it.
boom…
Wang Dong's mental power went directly through the first degree...the second degree...the third degree...and soon he no longer looked like a god of war. His mental power seemed to be pulled by something, and he directly completed the small cycle of sixteen degrees on his right hand.
"Looks like the God of War. Is this considered complete?" Wang Dong looked at the middle-aged uncle blankly. The difficulty level is really a bit... low. It is not as difficult as one ten thousandth of the difficulty of his initial Blade Blade Technique. Could it be the gun version
There seemed to be a trace of embarrassment in the Martial God's serious expression, "We are here today, you should practice this first." After saying this, the light disappeared.
The moment he disappeared, it seemed that the God of War muttered in displeasure,...shit luck.
Wang Dong didn't care what kind of luck it was. Now that it was completed, he started practicing with enthusiasm. There was an extra small Zhoutian in the big Zhoutian. It felt a bit awkward, but it was also fun. The blade technique taught by the old man was really boring to practice. Young people are always full of interest in new gadgets, not to mention the legendary "Blade Technique".
It seemed that the Martial God was really shocked by Wang Dong, and he didn't come out until two days later, "Boy, practice it for a while and show me."
Wang Dong commanded his mental power in a circle very smoothly. He started practicing this Blade Technique when he was seven years old. He never felt that it had any effect. The old man forced him at every turn. He could talk about other things, but only This is not to be discounted, and now I can finally see some effect.
"Hmph, I really doubt whether you and Blade Warrior are related by blood. Yes, try slapping your hands on the wall."
Wang Dong rushed forward without saying a word, with rumbles and waves, and a crack was created in the wall.
"You're so stupid. I asked you to split the air with your palms. Who told you to hit me directly? I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen you so stupid. Do you want to bury us alive together?"
Although the dust could not be felt, Wang Dong was buried and he would never see the light of day again.
Wang Dong scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. How could he imagine that he had such great strength? At that moment, his whole body came alive.
"Is this the power of genetic nuclear force?"
The inquisitive Wang Dong once again attracted the contemptuous look of the God of War. Also, his temper was indeed not suitable for being a teacher, but it seemed that the God of War still answered, "Of course... no, if the genetic core power only has such little fighting power, human beings will still have such little fighting power." Sorry, you can’t activate the genetic core power until you complete the Blade Art. Now it’s just the coordination of your mental power and physical combat power. At most, you have a little genetic core power, which is pretty good. You can move on to the next one today.”
There seemed to be some appreciation in the eyes of the seemingly martial god. Although Wang Dong's combat prowess was nothing at all, it was indeed strange that the Blade Art, which was said to be the most difficult, was so easy for him.
What followed was a month of dark life in the mines. The food had already been eaten up. Wang Dong could only collect plant leaves from Norton Planet and stuff them into the machine to make nutritional pills. Those made with human organic materials were very unpalatable, so needless to say. The original plant of Norton Planet, the strange smell is really disgusting, but Wang Dong, who focused all his energy on cultivation, quickly got used to it. He has never been so focused. Of course, he has to quarrel with the seemingly Martial God every day, and Heitan takes care of Wang Dong's simple life. When he is not needed, Heitan stays quietly in the corner.
But as long as it is there, it will make Wang Dong feel that he is not alone. Unknowingly, Hei Tan is no longer a simple robot, but his friend.
The Blade Technique was actually practiced by Wang Dong. To be honest, neither of them had any idea. Anyway, they should have practiced it, because every time Wang Dong practiced a part of it, the bright spots on the light and shadow would disappear, and now they are all gone. It looks like a god of martial arts. He doesn't seem to know how difficult it is to practice the Blade Art. He has never practiced it, and he has never heard of anyone practicing it. Anyway, he must have succeeded.
These 256-degree exercises were now complexly operating in Wang Dong's body. It now took Wang Dong a whole day to perform a large cycle, which was ridiculously slow, but he finally succeeded.
It's a pity that this earth-shattering event was completed in a dark mine. If the five major families knew that someone had mastered the Blade Art, they would probably all come out in force.
This legendary skill has been baptized for four hundred years and has become useless. Its only effect seems to be to increase the chance of enlightenment. Of course, this is a simplified version, and probably no one has seen the real version.
"That's right. With your qualifications, it's okay to be able to practice to this point. In the next month, on the one hand, you will continue to practice, and on the other hand, you will engage in actual combat." It seems that the God of Martial Arts said.
"Actual combat, haha, great, I just want to test the power. Can I turn on the nuclear power?"
"Idiot, of course you can't. Why are you in a hurry? You should practice the exercises first before starting them. What are you teaching in your schools now? You don't even know that the exercises are stably activating the nuclear power of genes!"
"Ahem, I haven't been to a military academy, so I don't know the details."
How would Wang Dong know? After all, when he first came here, he didn't even have the basic knowledge of an armed warrior.
"Huh, thank God, kid. What I've taught you during this period is something you couldn't learn in military school..."
"Is it a direct inheritance from the Martial God? I'll know next." Wang Dong said.
"Very good. Before the actual battle, I want to tell you one thing. Fighting is not a child's play. Either you die or he dies. You have to be very accurate in your moves. I will teach you the rest slowly, as long as you obey orders!"
"Hehe, he looks like a god of war. He even survived the siege by the Zago tribe. I'm very lucky, we'll see!"
The first time...the second time to be precise, Wang Dong once again faced a low-level spider-type Zago, and punched the insect through the belly with just one blow, but he was still a little proud, because even if Zago's head Hongshao could still struggle, so his stomach was scratched once, and if it was deeper, his intestines would be ruptured.
It seems that the God of War only left one sentence, to feel proud, it is better to hit the enemy with more punches.
Wang Dong remembered it, this was a bloody lesson.
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