Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 474 Dragon Blood Martial Arts
Thirty steps.

Lu Mingfei raised his eyes and saw that the terracotta figurines were holding double swords, their golden pupils lit up, and while shaking off the dust, they rushed towards Lu Mingfei.

The sword light weaved into a net, covering Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei stared.

This is... an increase in skill.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The sword net is dense, and ordinary people only feel that there is no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth, but this is not the case in Lu Mingfei's eyes. When Yan Luo conquered Kyushu, he may have relied more on hopeless heaven and strong cultivation, and tended to drop ten times with one force, but After Dingding Kyushu established the Great Zhou, Lu Mingfei studied in Tiandi Pavilion for three years, and competed with the outsiders of the world to completely make up for his lack of skills. Before coming to the Dragon World, Lu Mingfei was already a veritable martial artist Grandmaster.

In front of the master, the terracotta figurines whose skills have doubled are not enough to look at.

The hearts of the two terracotta swordsmen were shattered, and there was a big hole in the front and back. The golden pupils of the terracotta figurines gradually went out, and they fell to the ground powerlessly.

Lu Mingfei closed the curtain and pondered for a moment.

This is a habit he has developed along the way.

As the steps climbed, the power in Lu Mingfei's body gradually unblocked, but it hadn't reached the limit until the [-]th floor.

Lu Mingfei felt that the power in his body was as vast as the ocean, but it was in a frozen state. Now, the frozen ocean is gradually melting, and some terrifying existence is about to rush out.

Pausing for a moment on each step, Lu Mingfei took this opportunity to quickly adapt to the unblocking power.

Suddenly a thought appeared in Lu Mingfei's mind.

Since it is not absorption, but unblocking, if my dragon blood reaches the limit and there is no way to advance, I can climb the next road in this state.

Lu Mingfei thought of the steps leading to the sky, and his heart sank.

He is very clear that before the absolute strength gap, no matter how high the skill is, it will be useless.

To climb this sky-high step, at least the climber must have corresponding potential.

Lu Mingfei suddenly thought about a question.

What is my lineage?
33 floors.

Lu Mingfei changed his sword.

At the same time, he repeatedly reviewed the previous battle in his mind.

Perhaps this is the difference between the worlds. Lu Mingfei is a master of Kyushu martial arts. From his point of view, he has to admit that some sword skills in the dragon world do have their merits.

It is true that it cannot be compared with Lu Mingfei in terms of height, but the ingenuity also makes Lu Mingfei's eyes shine.

With a move in his heart, he made a decision.

34 steps.

The two pottery figurines were unsealed, one fought with Lu Mingfei, and the other didn't move with a sword.

Skill-enhanced terracotta figurines are very individual. They seem to have the character of a master swordsman. They never bother to besiege. Even if their companions are at a disadvantage, they will only step forward to fight Lu Mingfei after their death.

Lu Mingfei was different this time.

He adjusted his breathing, looked at his opponent, and slowly assumed the same posture as the terracotta figurine.

On the 34th floor, the golden pupils of the terracotta figurines who confronted Lu Mingfei flickered slightly, and for the first time, they opened their mouths.

"good!"

Lu Mingfei was slightly surprised, he thought these pottery figurines could not speak.

After finishing his sentence, the pottery figurines returned to silence and fought with Lu Mingfei.

This time was the longest battle since Lu Mingfei ascended the rank.

Lu Mingfei always reminded himself to avoid using Kyushu martial arts techniques as much as possible, and instead use the sword techniques of the terracotta figurines.

But this kind of thing is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to sit up.

Habits like this are not easy to change.

What's more, like Lu Mingfei, the habit has been engraved into the bone marrow, forming an instinct, forcibly changing the angle of the sword, and then changing, sometimes taking a step and thinking suddenly, and then retreating.

As a result, Lu Mingfei made more mistakes and omissions during the battle.

But the pottery figurines who fought against each other didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and their moves were always slightly higher than Lu Mingfei's level, giving Lu Mingfei enough life and death pressure, but not too much so that Lu Mingfei couldn't parry in the end. defeat.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The golden pupils of the terracotta figurines shone strangely.

He was a famous swordsman during his lifetime, and he turned into a heroic spirit after his death, and he has also seen countless talented swordsmen.

But there has never been anyone like this young man in front of him.

The pottery figurines could see that Lu Mingfei was suppressing his instincts, he was learning his own swordsmanship from scratch.

Not to mention anything else, just this disposition is enough to make the pottery figurines take a high look.

When a person has mastered advanced swordsmanship, they often form a dependence. Their swordsmanship is strong enough and there is no need to learn it.

Like Lu Mingfei, he is willing to let go of his achievements, show great perseverance to overcome inertia, and start anew with the attitude of a student. This kind of heart alone is amazing.

What's more, Lu Mingfei's learning speed is the only one seen in the life of pottery figurines.

Lu Mingfei and the terracotta figurine passed by, Lu Mingfei showed a thoughtful look, the terracotta figurine did not attack for the time being, and looked at Lu Mingfei with a sword, waiting quietly.

"I see."

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up. The key points of this set of swordsmanship are all in his heart. After walking it a few times, he will be able to master it.

Seeing Lu Mingfei's appearance, the pottery figurine knew that the young man had mastered it, so he couldn't help but nodded, feeling even more satisfied.

"This method will kill a thousand karma."

This is the second sentence the terracotta figurine said.

Lu Mingfei held the sword in both hands, clasped his fists and saluted.

"Teached."

The terracotta swordsman nodded in satisfaction.

He was from many years ago, and the skill of Qianye Yizhan has long since disappeared in the long river of history. In today's world, no one has heard of such swordsmanship.

The pottery figurines, as heroic spirits, guard the long ranks. Although it is a pleasure to fight with others, it is still an indelible regret in his heart to lose his thousand careers.

I never thought that I would meet Lu Mingfei again.

The fighting time is so short, but Lu Mingfei was able to completely master the "Thousand Industry One Slash" in this short period of time.

There is a kind of gratification that I am not alone.

Silently, the terracotta figurine slowly made a Qianyeyi chop gesture.

Lu Mingfei took the same pose solemnly.

In an instant, they were fighting together.

This fight was so weird to watch.

It is clear that their moves are aimed at the vital point, and they are going to take each other's lives.

But Lu Mingfei and the pottery figurines seemed to be enjoying themselves very much.

Standing aside, the terracotta swordsman had golden pupils flickering slightly.

He could see the state of his friend. This was the teacher's test for the student, and it was also the sympathy between two like-minded people.

However, speaking carefully, it should be more of the latter.

They have self-knowledge, and they know that their own strength is not enough to become Lu Mingfei's teacher.

At most, it was just a predestined person who was lucky enough to be able to walk with this young man for a while.

Yes, fortunately.

The terracotta figurine couldn't help but want to look up, but suddenly stopped halfway, forced his head down, and buried it deeply.

This young challenger, the object of his challenge is the supreme one.

The terracotta figurines did not know the identity of the young man, they could only vaguely see a huge blurred shadow behind the young man, and could not tell why, but the extremely noble fire light made people awe-inspiring, and they wanted to kneel heavily on the ground and kowtow , offer piety.

so.

Being able to walk with such an existence, witnessing it regaining its own power, and even allowing the swordsmanship that has long since disappeared in the long river of time, to reappear in the world with his hands.

The golden pupils of the standing pottery figurines flickered, and the hand holding the sword tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again.

How long has he not felt such excitement?

Really looking forward to it.

The golden pupils of the terracotta swordsman locked firmly on Lu Mingfei.

In his eyes, Lu Mingfei was thrusting his sword into the chest of Qianye Yizhan pottery figurine.

The golden pupil dimmed until it went out.

But Lu Mingfei could feel that this pottery figurine went there with a smile on his face.

Lu Mingfei closed the curtain for a long time, recalling the technique of killing thousands of karma, his heart was filled with infinite joy, he felt as if there was a door leading to a new world, opening in front of him.

Sure enough, sure enough, sure enough!

Lu Mingfei raised the corners of his mouth from the bottom of his heart.

Warriors have the martial art of warriors, and hybrids also have the skills of hybrids.

Different from what Lu Mingfei learned in Kyushu, Qianye Yizhan is a technique used in conjunction with mixed blood.

One inspiration after another emerged in Lu Mingfei's mind.

For a person who really loves martial arts, it is enough to be able to learn new martial arts skills, see new concepts, don't talk about getting stronger, just seeing these themselves is enough to make people happy.

Lu Mingfei is exactly such a person.

A vague prototype appeared in Lu Mingfei's mind, and he thought about it secretly.

What is certain is that this step to the sky is the opportunity for me to awaken my bloodline.

So after I awaken the dragon blood, how should I fight?

In the final analysis, the foundation of Kyushu Martial Arts is strength, which is the most important point. Without strength, the true power of Kyushu Martial Arts cannot be displayed at all.

I still can't find a way to use the inhuman strength in my body.

That being the case, why not create a unique martial art based on the mixed race, based on the blood of the dragon!

There was a gleam in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

Some kind of surging emotion surged in his chest.

He seems to have returned to Kyushu, to the Heaven and Earth Pavilion, and to the moment when he created the Heavenly Pile.

Infinite possibilities are like stars twinkling in front of your eyes.

Kyushu Budo is based on strength.

Then this mixed-race martial art is based on blood.

A thousand karma is a specific combat technique.

not enough.

Combat skills alone are not enough.

It is not enough to cut a thousand karma.

I want more.

Lu Mingfei looked fiercely at the remaining pottery figurine.

He has already made a sword attack.

This is a new genre that is different from a thousand careers.

Lu Mingfei smiled happily.

Just watching, no need to explain, no need to correct, Lu Mingfei just put on the exact same pose.

No.

The pottery figurine's heart moved.

It's not a simple imitation, what this young man did was to improve my starting style to better suit his own situation.

Realizing this, the terracotta figurine's heart was even more turbulent.

At the same time, greater excitement also appeared in his heart.

Very good, very good, couldn't be better!
It would be my honor if my sword skills were entrusted to such a being!

"Come!"

The golden pupils of the terracotta figurines shone brightly.

The same bright fire danced in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

35 floors. 36 floors.

37 floors.

Lu Mingfei's swordsmanship became more and more smooth.

"Look! Yan Fan!"

"My lord, this is Sixteen Night Dance!"

"Hahaha, is it the old man's turn, take the sword!"

At first, the terracotta figurines were just wood carvings and clay sculptures. After Lu Mingfei changed his style of play, from simply defeating to learning in battle, they changed one after another.

They talked more and more.

Gradually open up to Lu Mingfei.

Moreover, there seemed to be a special way of communication among the terracotta figurines. The terracotta figurines at the upper level were aware of the existence of Lu Mingfei.

The more Lu Mingfei fought, the happier he became.

He doesn't like reading, it's true, but it doesn't mean that Lu Mingfei is not keen on learning, if the object of study is martial arts, every bit of progress, every bit of gain, Lu Mingfei can feel it from the bottom of his heart Feel happy.

In Lu Mingfei's view, the climbing process of this ascent to the sky is like fighting one after another worthy swordsman, absorbing nutrients in the process, and confirming the mixed-race fighting skills that he has just learned.

Sure enough, there is a huge difference between Jinli and Dragon's Blood.

this is……

Lu Mingfei sat cross-legged on the 66th floor.

On the opposite side is a terracotta figurine in the shape of an old man.

The pottery figurines were not in a hurry to attack, but quietly looked at Lu Mingfei with a hidden smile in their golden pupils.

Although he has not yet completed the steps to ascend to the sky, this young man has already been recognized by all the heroic spirits.

They are all souls who have been dead for a long time, and they have nothing to worry about except this secret knowledge that has been lost in the afterlife.

Now there is Lu Mingfei, for the pottery figurines, he is the only hope in the dark night.

I see!

Lu Mingfei's pensive eyes suddenly flickered.

It's a demon!
Lu Mingfei finally figured out what is the difference between mixed-race martial arts, or dragon blood martial arts, and Kyushu martial arts.

It lies in the demon.

Every hybrid has two personalities. Lu Mingfei, who has performed surgery on more than a hundred half-deadpools, knows this well. class personality.

In Lu Mingfei's view, the personality of a dragon is to a hybrid, just like a demon is to a warrior.

Human personality represents rationality, dragon personality represents animal nature, and the two are opposed to each other, while the mixed race is in the middle state of the two opposites day and night.

Therefore, the combat skills of the hybrids will more or less bear the shadow of dragons.

Thinking purely from the human point of view will definitely lead you astray, and you will not be able to fully understand the fighting skills of the mixed race.

The thinking dimension of dragon personality must be added.

For Lu Mingfei, thinking from the perspective of dragons is completely inexperienced, and he doesn't know how to do it.

But if it is replaced by a heart demon, Lu Mingfei is too experienced.

It can be said that looking at the world of Kyushu, no one is more experienced than Lu Mingfei.

Sitting cross-legged, Lu Mingfei gestured back and forth in front of him, chanting words.

The old pottery figurine on the opposite side smiled and stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, but found nothing. The pottery figurine was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was now a pottery figurine without a beard. He shook his head with a wry smile in his golden pupils. color.

Really, the appearance of this young man is very similar to the old man who was pondering the theory of swords when he was young, but he couldn't tell the difference for a while, he forgot that the old man had been dead for many years.

The pottery figurine was filled with emotion, and looked at Lu Mingfei again, watching the young man gesticulate with his sword, looking at his unfocused eyes, but the pottery figurine seemed to see thousands of swords in the empty eyes. gas.

That is a brand new path.

It belongs to the boy in front of him alone.

Lu Mingfei only cared about his thoughts, completely ignoring everything around him.

Obsession and sobriety, the intermediate state between the two...

wrong.

Yan Fan is more inclined to be enchanted, and what he pays attention to is his invincible determination.

It's not right, Izayoi Mai is more inclined to be sober, and what Izayoi Mai confuses is the enemy, and she must remain absolutely sober.

That's not right, a thousand careers will be cut...

One idea after another was like a bubble, born and burst. Lu Mingfei kept denying it, but he was never discouraged, nor did he have the slightest idea of ​​giving up.

On the contrary, the more negative it is, the brighter Lu Mingfei's eyes will be.

He could feel that the answer he wanted was getting closer and closer.

Putting away his sword fingers and turning to make a fist, Lu Mingfei stared at it for a long time, then opened his fist again and turned it into a sword finger.

It's like a child playing rock-paper-scissors.

Slowly, Lu Mingfei raised the corner of his mouth.

He shook his head and slapped his thigh.

What am I thinking about!

Looking for exact values!
Regardless of whether he is more inclined to be enchanted or more realistic.

Where did it come from so accurate!

It's not up to me which side to lean towards.

If I am happy, I will be enchanted, and if I am happy, I will be sober.

All in one mind.

Yes, yes, yes!

Once again, the feeling of creating the Tiandi Pavilion in Tiandi Pavilion came to mind.

When Lu Mingfei decided to visualize the scene, he boldly used only one stroke.

One stroke divides yin and yang, determines clarity and turbidity, has past and future.

A stroke of luck.

And what was before this sum?
The answer was ready to come out in Lu Mingfei's heart.

Before this stroke, it was naturally chaos.

I don't need to deliberately look for an intermediate state between lucidity and ecstasy.

What I should be looking for is the chaotic state of the two.

This Yan Luo from Kyushu, the martial arts leader who suppresses everything in the world, has never had such a deep understanding of the term mixed race as he does today.

The so-called mixed race.

It is the chaotic state between dragons and humans.

And to find this chaotic state, that is, for the mixed race, to understand the original heart.

This is the starting point of Dragon Blood Martial Arts.

Lu Mingfei clenched his open palm tightly, his eyes were brighter than ever before.

He knew where the road started.

Moreover, the significance of Dragon Blood Martial Arts is not just to provide Lu Mingfei with the means of fighting after awakening.

The significance of Dragon Blood Martial Arts lies in...

In front of Lu Mingfei, a half-dead waiter child with scales and claws on the surface appeared between humans and dragons.

And ghosts with unstable bloodlines who are always affected by the desire to kill.

Lu Mingfei's silver needle acupuncture treats the symptoms but not the root cause. One person's strength is always limited. I don't know how many dead waiters and ghosts are waiting for him. Even if Lu Mingfei is exhausted, he will not be able to save him.

Now, here comes the permanent solution.

Dragon Blood Martial Arts was born out of Kyushu Martial Arts, but it has its special features. It is based on mixed dragon blood, supplemented by the collision of dragon personality and human personality. The road blazed by the half-breed.

Lu Mingfei, who doesn't understand dragon's blood, will definitely not be able to create it.

If you know too much, you can't create it.

For example, if Lu Mingfei came up with the blood of the four major monarchs, or even higher, Lu Mingfei would not understand the pain of ordinary mixed races.

This has nothing to do with empathy, it's just simple, Lu Mingfei was not in that environment, he didn't experience those things, he didn't have the experience of slowly mastering dragon's blood from scratch, so Lu Mingfei couldn't help it. understand.

Today is different.

Stepping up to the heavenly stage, Lu Mingfei's dragon blood gradually unsealed, gradually mastering the power of the mixed race.

During this process, the seeds of Dragon Blood Martial Arts quietly began to germinate in his heart.

So much so that on the 66th floor, Lu Mingfei made a decision.

Dragon Blood Martial Arts also began from this point on.

"Are you happy, little friend?"

"Yes, very happy."

The old terracotta figurine shook his head.

"It's a pity that there is no wine, otherwise, I should have a clear understanding with my little friend."

"What's the matter!"

Lu Mingfei held the sword in his hand and stood up neatly.

"A sword without wine is enough.",

"Hahaha!"

The old terracotta figurine clapped its hands and laughed.

"It's a pole, it's a pole!"

"What little friend said is extremely extreme."

Keep quiet.

The old man's terracotta figurines stood opposite Lu Mingfei.

In an instant, the momentum changed.

He is no longer a kind old man, but a butcher with blood on his hands.

A pungent bloody smell could be vaguely smelled.

The sound of shouting and killing rang in the ears, getting louder and louder until the eardrums were about to burst.

"Old man, 800 people map!"

The killing intent didn't seem to affect Lu Mingfei at all.

Lu Mingfei just nodded suddenly.

"No wonder I said why you are the only one on the 66th floor."

"Such an aura."

"Old man, you killed a lot of people."

The light of the golden pupils of the old man's terracotta figurines danced like will-o'-the-wisps.

"Hahaha."

"Little friend."

"That's not what you said!"

"It's true that the old man is dead, but the old man's eyes are not blind."

"In front of my little friend, I dare not say that I killed many people."

Lu Mingfei smiled lightly.

"Attraction between likes?"

"So how many people have I killed?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Can not remember."

The golden pupils of the old terracotta figurine froze suddenly.

It feels like...

Blurred light and shadow echoed around Lu Mingfei's body.

Like water vapor rising from high temperature.

There is a huge picture to be unfolded around Lu Mingfei.

It was obviously a terracotta figurine, and he was already dead, but at this moment, the old terracotta figurine could still feel his heart beating wildly.

Of course, he definitely has no heart.

It's just an illusion.

Ah.

The old terracotta figurine laughed at himself.

The old man would be so nervous because of a kid!
But when he thought about it again, he felt relieved.

Also.

After all, Xiaoyou wants to challenge the existence of that one.

Blurred light and shadows transpired around Lu Mingfei's body like a flame burning, but in the next second, everything turned into nothingness and returned to silence.

Lu Mingfei shook his head secretly.

"Have you failed, little friend?"

The old man's terracotta figurine stared at Lu Mingfei with golden pupils like will-o'-the-wisps.

"Yes, it failed."

Lu Mingfei answered very calmly.

"What a pity."

"Actually, there is nothing to regret."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Originally this was just an experiment, what I really want to use is this."

Lu Mingfei made sword fingers, and tapped his brows.

The old man's terracotta figurine was shocked.

This is……

A pressure that was more majestic and terrifying than before descended.

No, in terms of actual strength, it may be the same as before.

But the coercion at this time has a certain source of suppression on the old pottery figurines.

Yes!

The old terracotta figurine reacted.

This is bloodline suppression.

Just as such a thought crossed his mind, the golden pupils of the old pottery figurine suddenly shrank.

This...this is!
He saw Lu Mingfei put down the sword finger that was pointing between his eyebrows.

He saw Lu Mingfei slowly raised his head.

He saw a pair of golden pupils flowing with Rongjiang.

and also.

He saw the tree of bronze and fire behind the boy.

Lu Mingfei ignited his golden pupils and said with a smile.

"Dragon Blood Martial Arts, start with yourself."

(End of this chapter)