Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 34 The First Martial Arts Tournament at Xiling

A year passed quickly, and that night, after another exchange with Luo Changfeng, Chen Yulou said with a smile: "Changfeng, with my current swordsmanship, if it was hundreds of years ago, what level would it be? ?”

Luo Changfeng pondered for a while, and said: "The times are different, and the criteria for judging are also different. Let's judge based on the criteria of the Tiandihui period."

Chen Yulou nodded and said, "That's exactly what it should be, let's talk about it."

"Martial arts level, corresponding to the seven levels of martial arts cultivation, is also divided into seven levels."

"From high to low, they are peerless masters, supreme masters, top masters, first-rate masters, second-rate masters, third-rate warriors, and low-level practitioners."

"Only those who are in the third class can be regarded as a true warrior. The rest are all low-level Lianjiazi. Although, among the low-level Lianjiazi, there is a distinction between high and low."

"Judging by the standards of that era..."

Luo Changfeng looked at Chen Yulou, and finally gave him some face, "The level of the head is always at the level of a second-rate expert, but in today's martial arts, it is enough to rank among the top experts."

In fact, Chen Yulou's level can be considered third-rate at most, and he is still very reluctant. He can cut down seven or eight of the incense masters of the heaven and earth society.

Chen Yulou nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "So, in this era, you can be regarded as a peerless master? Then what level were you in that era?"

Luo Changfeng thought for a while, and said: "Judging by skill, you can be considered a first-class master, but if a top master is not careful, it is very likely that he will fall into my hands."

To save face for Chen Yulou, he had no choice but to put some gold on his face. In fact, he was only second-rate.

But just like what he said, he can't beat a first-rate master in a duel, but he may not be able to kill a first-rate master in a life-and-death fight.

Chen Yulou nodded clearly. He naturally understands that the level of martial arts and the outcome of a life-and-death struggle are not necessarily absolute.

There are many factors that affect the result, such as fighting will, heart, belief, courage, trump card, etc., will have a major impact on the result. It is not impossible for the weak to kill the strong. Life and death fights, even luck must be counted.

Of course, this has to be when the level difference is not too big. If the gap is too big, then there is nothing to say.

Luo Changfeng's martial arts realm may only be at the level of a second-rate expert, but his fast sword, which abandons everything and only pursues extreme speed, has the ability to leapfrog to kill people.

Chen Yulou and the swordsmen practiced according to normal martial arts routines, so it was easier to judge their level, but it was not so easy for Luo Changfeng and Kunlun.

One of them has a trump card, which represents the ultimate "sensitivity", and the other is talented, which represents the ultimate "strength".

Whether it's Luo Changfeng's speed or Kunlun's giant strength, they all have the ability to kill people by leapfrogging, so it is impossible to give them a clear position on their level.

But what is certain is that before the martial arts reach a certain level, Luo Changfeng's extreme agility can absolutely restrain Kunlun's extreme strength.

……

The next day, it was still the bamboo forest.

Kunlun has already learned all fifteen movements in the past year, and he has gained some experience in the transition between movements because of thousands of repetitions.

His current figure, when he stood there, was like an iron tower, breathtaking.

His weapon had already been replaced by an eighty-pound epee, and the combination of the fifteen moves seemed to be done freely and freely.

It's just that his epee sword is the same as Luo Changfeng's quick sword, and he can't invite people to feed him, because their swords can only be used to kill people, not to fight.

Therefore, he has no idea what kind of combat power his own combination can exert.

Luo Changfeng knows a lot, Kunlun has some unreasonable combination of moves, and he will give him some combination methods on weekdays.

In short, with Kunlun's current strength, if he were to face off against Ma Ning'er, although Ma Ning'er's martial arts were much higher than him and he was still invulnerable, but facing Kunlun, at most three or five swords, he would have to kneel.

Kunlun's next training direction is to try to increase his sword speed.

The skills and the exercise of the arms cannot be learned in three or two years, and need a long time of polishing, that is, water grinding.

Today, Luo Changfeng did not organize everyone to practice swords, but held a martial arts competition, so that all the swordsmen could understand the results of his cultivation in the past year.

Of course, the weapons used in the competition are all wooden swords. Today, they can't reach the level of retracting and retracting freely, and it is easy to accidentally injure with iron swords.

Standing in front of the queue, Luo Changfeng glanced at the swordsmen who were very different from a year ago, and said, "Today's martial arts tournament is a test of your cultivation this year."

"After today's meeting, rest for three days, and after three days, start 'practice'."

"The talent in swordsmanship is not as good as others, brothers who are defeated because of this, don't be discouraged, you still have a chance to overtake the opponent."

"Swordsmanship is not as good as others, so use skill to make up for it. There is no shortcut to something like skill. You can only practice step by step in a down-to-earth manner."

"The so-called master leads the door, and the practice lies with the individual. How hard you work, your body will reward you as much."

"If those who won the championship today, think that their talents are better than others, and stop practicing hard, sooner or later they will be left behind by hardworking people."

After Luo Changfeng finished speaking, Chen Yulou also said in a loud voice: "Today's martial arts competition is paid for by myself, and I have prepared some rewards for the brothers."

"In the martial arts competition, the reward for the leader is 100 yuan, No. 280, No. 360, No. 4 to No. 6, 40 Yuan, No. 6 to No. 8, 20 Yuan .”

"After No. 8, there is no bounty, but in order to reward you for your hard work this year, and encourage you to keep working hard, as long as you don't lose too badly, you can all get ten oceans."

"Of course, each yard belongs to each yard. The brothers who have already received the bounty also have the ten oceans."

As soon as Chen Yulou's words came out of his mouth, the enthusiasm of all the swordsmen suddenly rose, 100 yuan is a big ocean!That is their usual income for several years, and it is already worth their efforts.

At the moment, everyone is gearing up and ready to show their talents.

Luo Changfeng looked at Chen Yulou, who was also in high spirits, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Finally, I will announce another rule. The brothers who rank in the top eight can challenge for the boss."

"If anyone can win the top spot, I will be the master, and the reward will be 500 yuan."

"..."

All the swordsmen looked at each other, probably Luo Changfeng was the only one in Changsheng Mountain who dared to play like this.

That's the trick, even if he stood there and let them fight, they wouldn't dare to do it!
Chen Yulou himself was stunned for a moment, playing so big?However, he quickly recovered, looked at Luo Changfeng, with a slightly excited smile on his face.

"Changfeng is right. Anyone who thinks that his martial arts is not inferior to mine can challenge me. As long as he can beat me by one and a half moves, the reward will be [-] oceans. There is no limit to the number of people. The top eight can challenge. "

"..."

(End of this chapter)