Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 55 The Threshold of Martial Artist to Martial Master

In the underground square, everyone gathered.

"I have an announcement."

Standing on the steps, Mr. Xia took a sip from the jug, "This month's imperial guard assessment is cancelled, let's take part in the martial arts assessment next month! Zhou Bing, Tang Wen and other members of the hunting team also want to participate together!"

After he finished speaking, he looked behind him.

A middle-aged man came in from around the corner.

"Father, you, your hand?" Seeing the person clearly, Zhang Lin was overjoyed at first, then his body sank, and he was a little flustered.

There was some restlessness in the square, but it quickly quieted down.

Tang Wen looked at Zhou Bing and his sister, their faces sinking like water.

The commander had a broken arm, so the other captains and team members lost their lives.

Commander Zhang glanced at his son, but did not hide his empty sleeves.

He looked around and said calmly: "We have lost many brothers and sisters in this war. Of course, I am also disabled. The assessment next month is not only an assessment of your martial arts progress, but also a selection! Excellent people, come to assist the queen, the general, and take charge of the camp!"

Whoa!
This time, the imperial guards couldn't help but commotion.

Everyone discussed, and some people said: "Is the situation so bad?"

Some people are secretly clenching their fists, thinking that the opportunity is rare.

Tang Wen and Zhou Bing are people who are afraid of trouble and have no ambitions. They don't care about the selection, but worry about the battle situation outside.

My heart could not help but cast a cloud.

"Let's practice boxing together at night!" Zhou Bing said flatly.

What did Tang Wen think of: "Sister Bing, do you want to break through?"

"Well, I've accumulated enough."

During this period of time, Zhou Bing wanted to advance his relationship with Tang Wen.

Since his ability can restrain the awakened person's "bad luck", it will definitely be able to suppress my "Keff".

Of course, to be on the safe side, it is enough not to get engaged or get married.

I can still call him Tang Wen, Xiao Wen, or my younger brother.

In short, we have been in the same bed (at different times), and he can't run away!

Unexpectedly, when she came to the underground palace, Tang Wen's crazily practicing energy unconsciously infected her as well.

Coupled with Tang Tang being around, it is inconvenient.

She had no choice but to suppress the thoughts in her heart and practice kung fu in comparison with Tang Wen every day.

As a peak martial artist, her combat strength is comparable to that of a half-step martial artist. Recently, she felt that the threshold had been loosened.

In the few months since he became a hunting team member, Tang Wen has already understood the difference between a warrior and a warrior.

To describe it in one sentence is: Can you use the "Kaishan Paoquan" in actual combat anytime, anywhere.

Or, it is also fine to display the power of the Paoquan with spears, swords and other weapons.

You know, for such advanced martial arts as "Kaishan Paoquan".

Learning does not mean being able to actually fight.

Tang Wen has a good understanding of this point.

He has learned it for several days, but before performing it every time, he still has to sit on the horse with his shoulders down, first calm down, then draw a visualization picture, and then guide the strength to the arm before he can blast it out.

After hard training, he can complete this set of movements in just two or three seconds, but in a life-and-death fight, it is enough for the enemy to kill him several times!
Therefore, after Tang Wen learned Kaishan Paoquan, he has been exercising and has never been in actual combat.

Speaking of it, it's a bit like he learned a lot of mathematical laws in school, but he never used them in his life.

The same is true for Zhou Bing.

He has never used gun skills to kill the enemy, and has never used cannon punches.

However, she learned Paoquan earlier and practiced it more proficiently.

In the evening, he practiced boxing until he was exhausted.

When the two returned to the dormitory, Tang Tang was already asleep.

Zhou Bing came to Tang Wen's room and sat by the bed to share his boxing experience.

"Many commanders have said that they agree that the difficulty of Paoquan is how to visualize the scene quickly, how to accelerate every picture outlined in the mind evenly, and quickly exert force to punch!"

Uniform acceleration?
The double-speed images of watching movies flashed through Tang Wen's mind.

If you have a cell phone you can do it.

As long as you can record the scene in the visualization map.

Ok?
and many more?

I seem to be able to draw the scene down, right?

A light flashed in Tang Wen's mind.

Anyone who drew a villain in the lower right corner of a book when I was in school knows it.

If the villain on your book page only changes one action per page, then the more you draw, the villain will move with punches and kicks when the pages are turned, and the comic book will be more beautiful and realistic.

However, if you are lazy, each page and each villain have different postures, so when you move, without the intermediate step of changing moves, it seems to be accelerated!
This is uniform acceleration!

Tang Wen immediately jumped off the bed and rummaged through the cabinet.

Zhou Bing was taken aback.

He said quickly: "Sister Bing, help me see if there is any yellow paper in our luggage."

"Yellow paper?" Zhou Bing didn't understand, but she still walked back to her and Tang Tang's room, and took out a stack of rough paper: "Is this okay?"

"Okay, that's great!"

"Do you have any charcoal?"

"Wait, there's coal out there."

Tang Wen took the long piece of coal, sharpened it with a dagger, then sat down at the table, bowed his head and began to draw.

Zhou Bing didn't leave, didn't ask any more questions, and still sat by the bed, looking at Tang Wen who was seriously painting.

Well, it really looks better the more you look at it.

The fireball flew out, pulled out countless afterimages in the air, and the fireball hit the mountain and exploded.

In the lower right corner of a stack of yellow paper, Tang Wen drew three pictures with stingy pen and ink.

"Sister Bing? Sister Bing? Is there something on my face?"

He touches his face.

"No. I was thinking about you, uh, thinking about something." The dazed Zhou Bing hurriedly looked away.

Tang Wen excitedly showed her the masterpiece he had just completed.

Three sheets of paper are turned page by page.

"What is this?" Zhou Bing looked at it for a long time, but didn't understand what it meant.

Tang Wen looked at it by himself, feeling a little embarrassed because there were too few pictures.

Even if it moves, it doesn't have the effect of a comic book at all.

"Uh, Miss Bing, wait a moment."

"Okay, don't worry."

Zhou Bing gently picked up his handkerchief, and wiped the sweat that didn't exist on Tang Wen's forehead.

The latter started to draw villains, stick figures with knives.

After a while, I drew a thick stack of paper.

Under Zhou Bing's curious eyes, he divided the paper into two stacks, each with 16 sheets, put them together, and flipped them over.

The villain moved and practiced a set of Pofeng Knife.

There are only 8 sheets in the other stack of papers, which are turned over together.

The villain quickly practiced a set of Broken Wind Knife.

"This?"

The ice beauty's black and white almond eyes blinked.

Tang Wen flipped through it for her over and over again, comparing the two.

Zhou Bing suddenly understood: "This is a shortcut to the concept of cultivation!"

There was great shock in her tone.

"Well, I just thought of that too."

"Xiaowen, you are a genius!" Zhou Bing's eyes were full of brilliance, and he leaned forward excitedly, revealing a large white snow on his chest, grabbed Tang Wen's arm with both hands, and looked at him, as if looking at some rare treasure.

"Ahem, I'll make the visualization more detailed. The faster the scrolling speed, the faster the scene will move!"

"it is good."

As Tang Wen drew a picture, Zhou Bing looked up and down at him with his beautiful eyes.

After finishing drawing a stack of visualization pictures, she gradually calmed down, looked at them over and over for a while, closed her eyes and visualized for a while, then put down the pictures and said, "I'm going to retreat for a few days. Don't show this picture to anyone."

Tang Wen handed it to her directly: "It's just for you to retreat."

"Well," Zhou Bing looked at his lips that were neither thin nor thick, and resisted the urge to kiss him, then turned and left: "I'm going to apply for a closed stone room. Talk to Tang Tang tomorrow."

"Okay! Don't worry."

Zhou Bing smiled, went to the door and opened it, then suddenly turned around and said, "Wait for me to come back."

Tang Wen couldn't figure it out, he just thought she was about to make a breakthrough and was so excited.

The next day, Tang Wen and his brother went to exercise as usual.

But without Zhou Bing around, Tang Tang was fine, but Tang Wen always felt that something was missing.

At night, he practiced boxing alone.

The speed of punching has improved, and he turned his head excitedly: "Sister Bing, I..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Wen touched his nose. There was no one around him, and the whole underground square was empty.

Only the flames danced behind the glass.

It shouldn't take a few days to retreat.

He shook his head and continued to practice boxing.

boom!
The stakes were blasted into sawdust.

[Skill: Kaishan Paoquan, Beginner → Beginner (1/1000)]

After two days of boxing, I was promoted.

(End of this chapter)