I practiced magic in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 15: Hundred Battles Sword Skills, Six Realms of Martial Arts
"Second brother, did you drink it all in one gulp?"

Wang Ling stood by and watched in amazement, then eagerly took the porcelain bottle from Wang Jing, his expression very distressed: "There are rules for taking Tianlu. Even for a general who specializes in body training, if his cultivation is not at the Grandmaster level, he can only take one drop at a time, otherwise the medicinal power will be wasted."

"But I feel great."

Wang Jing only felt that his ears and eyes were sharp and his condition was better than ever before. He then calmed down, focused his mind, and examined himself with introspection.

Under his divine perception, the medicinal power of Tianlu was indeed completely absorbed by the body, without any waste.

The digestive system that has been transformed by the Niwa Holy Flame is so powerful that no matter what rare treasures are eaten, the body can digest and absorb them quickly.

Normally, it would take five years for even a warrior with a strong physique to completely refine and absorb the five drops of heavenly dew. However, Wang Jing did not need that time. In just a few breaths, he had completely absorbed the medicinal power of the five drops of heavenly dew and converted it all into his own nutrients.

Wang Jing opened his eyes and found that his vision had been greatly improved. He could see things clearly at least within a hundred feet.

After a brief test, Wang Jing discovered that as long as he stared, he could clearly see the birds a hundred feet away, and even the texture of the birds' feathers was clearly visible.

Such a huge improvement in vision is simply incredible. You have to know that the average person's eyesight can only see a distance of fifteen meters at most, and the distance to see things clearly is less than two meters.

"Get the bow and arrows."

"Yes."

Wang Jing was inspired, so he looked up at the sky and drew his bow and arrow.

huh~
An arrow was shot out, with a sharp sound breaking through the air, and then a wild goose flying south was seen falling to the ground. This goose was fat, probably weighing eleven or twelve pounds.

"Haha, extra meal tonight."

"Second brother is good at archery!"

Wang Jing shook his head: "It's not that I'm good at archery, but the effect of the sky dew is incomparably magical. My vision has been directly improved by more than a hundred feet. Wherever my eyes can reach, any prey will have nowhere to hide."

After this period of research and development and upgrading, the Dharma body has successfully opened the function of the padlock hanger. Today, Wang Jing has become a veritable sharpshooter who can hit the target accurately from a hundred paces away.

"One hundred feet!"

Wang Ling was shocked. "It is said that there is a sharpshooter in Qingzhou named Taishi Ci. He is born with amazing eyesight and can shoot an eagle's eyes from a distance of 100 meters. Now my second brother's archery skills may be comparable to this man's."

Tai Shi Ci?
Wang Jing was naturally familiar with the name of this fierce general of the Eastern Wu. However, Taishi Ci seemed to have committed a murder case and fled to Liaodong with no fixed place to live, so he had no idea where to find him.

Putting down the longbow, Wang Jing tried to swing the sword again: "The speed has increased by about 10%. Although it is not obvious, this increase is enough to attract people. The name of the Tianlu divine object is really well-deserved."

Through inner vision with his spiritual thoughts, Wang Jing roughly figured out the principle of how the Heavenly Dew worked.

In fact, Tianlu did not improve the explosive power and speed of muscles, but strengthened Wang Jing's nervous system.

This seemed incredible to Wang Jing. After all, the nervous system is composed of the brain, spinal cord, and peripheral nerve tissue attached to the brain and spinal cord. It is the most complex system in the human body in terms of structure and function.

Even in the technologically advanced modern society, Wang Jing had never heard of any means to strengthen the human body's nerve cells. Many national-level athletes can only train their bodies, while the nervous system is a person's "talent ceiling" and cannot be improved by any means.

But now Wang Jing knows at least two ways to strengthen his nervous system. One is the Nine Refinements of True Yang that he is practicing, and the other is Tianlu.

Compared to "Nine Refinements of True Yang", the improvement of Tianlu is very small, but the key is that the threshold is low. Anyone can drink it, and it will take effect immediately after drinking it!
"It seems that the court still has a lot of good things. I will have to put in a little more effort in the next battle."

Wang Jing was a little surprised at the Han Dynasty's background, but then he thought it was normal: "With four hundred years of history, what kind of treasures can't be collected?"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Wang Jing even began to set his sights on the royal treasury, thinking that one day he would go and see how many good things the Han royal family had collected.

But thinking about these things now seems a bit far-fetched. We should still be down-to-earth. After all, even if we want to fleece the Han Dynasty, we have to do it step by step.

After Huang Shao was killed in battle, only three of the Four Beasts of Heyin were left. The morale of the Yellow Turban Army in Runan was greatly affected, so they began to shrink the front line and retreat to Gepi, hoping to fight a desperate battle with the imperial army.

Bao Hong was seriously injured when fighting with the mysterious masked man, but he did not choose to attack rashly. Instead, he moved into Qiao County, intending to delay and wait for the Yellow Turban Army to continue to weaken.

For a while, the two sides entered a standoff.

Since the war could not break out, Wang Jing naturally had a chance to catch his breath.

After a series of battles, the sword guards under his command were exhausted, so they took this opportunity to take a break and restore their strength and morale.

Wang Jing himself was not idle either, and went straight to Xu Lan: "My True Yang Nine Refinements have begun to take shape, but what I lack now is a martial art that is powerful enough to kill on the battlefield, preferably a move that can be used in conjunction with a weapon. Only in this way can I maximize my combat power."

"Does Sister Lan have any suggestions?"

Although Xu Lan's surname is not Wang, she is Wang Hong's adopted daughter. She has made many contributions to the family over the years, so she has long been regarded as one of the family's own.

Of the many martial arts manuals collected in the family, she has read most of them, except for the Taiyuan Wang family's secret martial arts manual such as "Nine Refinements of True Yang", and even memorized them by heart. It can be said that she is a mobile "skills transmission pavilion".

After a moment of silence, Xu Lan took out the "Eight Styles of True Sword" which was ranked first on the martial arts list. "This sword technique was created by Sword Saint Wang Yue when he traveled around China in the past. He absorbed the strengths of many schools and condensed the sword techniques of hundreds of sword schools in the world into eight sword moves. It returns to the original simplicity and simplifies the complex. Even illiterate peddlers can practice it."

"Wang Yue, the Sword Saint, one of the four supreme masters of martial arts? That's great! I want to learn!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jing was eager to try. After all, the legendary Sword Saint Wang Yue was a top master who had reached the pinnacle of skills. His sword skills were so superb that he was even named the Imperial Teacher by Emperor Liu Hong, who invited him to the palace to teach the two princes sword skills.

The ultimate martial arts that can be recognized by the emperor must be extraordinary!
However, Xu Lan poured cold water on Wang Jing: "The Eight Styles of True Sword is easy to learn but difficult to master. To advance to the highest level, you need aptitude, understanding, and perseverance. None of these three can be missing."

Wang Jing's heart suddenly sank. When it comes to memory, he is definitely not inferior to anyone. After all, the Dharma body is like a database. As long as he has seen anything, he can remember it in his mind. He can truly have a photographic memory.

But he couldn't pass the test of comprehension. This is a talent, just like creative inspiration, if you have it, you have it, and if you don't, you don't.

There was no other way, Wang Jing could only give up and asked Xu Lan weakly: "I'm afraid that the Eight Styles of True Sword is not for me. May I ask Sister Lan, do you have any simpler martial arts?"

Xu Lan had a blank expression on his face, and then he took out the "Fubo Hammer Method" which was ranked second on the martial arts list: "This was created by the former Fubo General Ma Yuan. After mastering it, one can wield two hammers with the force of a raging wave. Whether fighting on horseback or on foot, all who stand in the way will be invincible. Those who are born with supernatural powers can achieve twice the result with half the effort by practicing this method."

Wang Jing was quite excited when he heard the previous part, but the words "born with supernatural powers" made him deflate.

After using the Niwa Holy Flame to refine his digestive system, his physical condition has improved rapidly over the past period of time, but it is still far from the standard of "natural supernatural power". Therefore, learning the "Fu Bo Hammer Technique" will probably be a bit difficult and inefficient.

Got it!
It’s better to give up early.

After all, what he needs now is a martial art that can be put to use right now. In the fighting on the battlefield, the enemy will not give him the opportunity to practice hard for ten years, let alone wait until he has mastered his martial arts before fighting him.

Wang Jing looked depressed, but he still looked at Xu Lan and said, "Is there any martial arts that can be practiced without comprehension and talent?"

Xu Lan looked quite disgusted, and finally shook his head helplessly, and took out a martial arts book that almost no one in the family cared about and could only be left in the martial arts pavilion to gather dust: "Here, "Hundred Battles Sword Technique", in the past, during the reign of Emperor Wu, famous swordsmen from all over the world were summoned to co-author it in order to defeat the Huns in the north, and it was used to train soldiers."

"After hundreds of battles and many revisions, only four moves were left: attack, defense, power, and ultimate. The key is to be invincible and never retreat. No talent or understanding is required. With perseverance alone, you can cultivate this skill to perfection. Moreover, you can train your moves through battles, and become stronger with each battle."

Wang Jing was delighted when he heard this: "Okay, a hero who fights a hundred battles and never moves forward, really wins my heart, so I'll choose it. By the way, may I ask what rank this martial art is on the martial arts ranking?"

"Ding, wait."

"Why are you waiting so long?"

"This is a technique for ordinary soldiers to practice. How much more do you want?"

"..."

Wang Jing gritted his teeth, trying to refute but feeling powerless. He finally glanced at Wang Ling who was watching the fun on the side and asked Xu Lan, "What kind of martial arts did Yan Yun practice?" Xu Lan glanced at Wang Jing and said, "Eight Styles of True Sword."

"Wait, why can Yan Yun practice the Eight Styles of True Sword?"

"His aptitude and understanding are both top-notch, and he is also a hard-working person. Why can't he practice the Eight Styles of True Sword?"

Facing Xu Lan's slightly contemptuous eyes, Wang Jing covered his chest and suddenly felt the disparity of life.

The magical skills are very powerful, but the requirements are also incredibly high. Physical fitness, understanding, perseverance and even the resources for cultivation, none of which can be missing.

But when I think about the fact that I can practice martial arts while hanging up, and even improve the "Three Body Technique" and "Three Corpse Technique" in a new way, I can barely be considered a talented person, standing out from the crowd, right?
Wang Jing looked at Xu Lan with anticipation: "Sister Lan, is there a possibility that I am also a rare genius? There are so many top-ranked martial arts on the martial arts list, there must be one that is particularly suitable for me, right?"

However, Xu Lan's answer directly pierced Wang Jing's heart: "No, you are not."

"why?"

"Because I have seen a true genius."

Xu Lan fell into recollection, and then told the story of that time: "Six years ago, I was passing through Jiezhou in Hedong with my adoptive father on urgent business. On the way, I met a young man chopping wood. This man was only a young man, but when he swung his sword, he could respond to the heavens and the earth. Although he had not yet developed his martial arts skills, he could already cut out a stunning sword that could change the four seasons. He was truly a man of great talent, and he is rarely seen in the world."

Holy shit, can you become an expert at chopping wood?
Is there any royal law for this?

Are there any laws?
Wang Jing finally understood what a true genius was.

What kind of magical skills are there? I don’t need them at all.

Even after so many years, Xu Lan still feels deeply moved by what he saw and heard back then: "That man had a face as red as a date and a tall stature. He had mastered the swordsmanship by just chopping wood every day. My adoptive father appreciated his talent and knew that he would become a great man in the future, so he gave him the "Sword Skills for Butchering Oxen" as a gift."

Then Xu Lan said with a look of regret, "But I was in a hurry to get on the road, and when I went to look for him later, I found out that he had committed a murder and was nowhere to be found.

Wang Jing was secretly shocked: "Hedong Jiezhou? His face is like a red date? Could this person be Guan Erye?"

The more I think about it, the more similar it seems. After all, Guan Erye is from Jieliang, Hedong. Moreover, his talent in swordsmanship is so strong that it would be hard to find another one like him in the world.

For a moment, Wang Jing felt as if he had missed out on hundreds of millions.

This is the Martial Saint Guan Yu!

Almost there, he could be recruited into the Wang family!
Now that six years have passed, Guan Yu must have already sworn brotherhood with Liu Bei in Taoyuan, so it's really hard to dig into his corner.

Forget it, the past cannot be retrieved. The most important thing now is to finish the Runan Yellow Turbans copy first and get more benefits.

As for his lack of talent and qualifications, Wang Jing was not discouraged. If his martial arts skills were not enough, he could make up for it with cultivation!
He just didn't believe it. As long as his cultivation level was improved, he could throw bricks with great force and there would be no opponent that he couldn't kill in one second with one strike.

If so, give it another shot!

Wang Jing is so confident that he has already mastered the "Three Body Technique" and "Nine Refinements of True Yang", and has a plug-in that automatically improves his cultivation.

In the following days, Wang Jing worked very hard, asking Xu Lan for advice on the secrets of swordsmanship every day.

Xu Lan's talent and qualifications are not that strong, so he can't become a peerless master.

But she had a good understanding, so she had some knowledge of all eighteen kinds of weapons and could give some unique insights into each of them. She was more than qualified to teach and answer questions for Wang Jing and lay the foundation.

Before teaching Wang Jing the sword techniques, Xu Lan first made him familiar with the overall structure and function of the sword, and then began to teach him the formula: "The key to sword techniques is to 'penetrate eight inches with a sharp tip and chop off a shoulder'. Remember these four words and experience them carefully."

Xu Lan held a long sword in his hand and began to demonstrate to Wang Jing as he spoke.

She chopped vertically and diagonally, the blade flashing fiercely. Wang Jing could feel a terrifying murderous intent enveloping him even though he was watching from a distance of several feet.

"If you want to become a master, you must master the art of reading and breaking moves. Reading moves means understanding your opponent's intentions, while breaking moves means finding the flaw and then striking the opponent with one strike."

Xu Lan has a fit body, and the close-fitting armor gives her a unique wild charm.

But at this moment, Wang Jing felt his scalp tingling when facing the incoming blade.

"On the battlefield, life and death are just a matter of seconds, so be careful..."

"This is the first move! Draw your sword, attack, the bravest one wins when two meet in a narrow road!"

Xu Lan shouted, and the extremely powerful sword light was already approaching him. The key to this move was the word "brave". Only by stimulating one's own courage and momentum could the power of this move be maximized.

Wang Jing did not dare to be careless and quickly drew his sword to deal with it.

Dang~
The moment the blades collided, Wang Jing's mouth felt numb and he almost couldn't hold the Seven Star Knife in his hand.

I was even more shocked in my heart, this is Ding Deng! ?
Wang Jing, who had originally looked down on "Hundred Battles Sword Technique" because it was only ranked D on the martial arts list, now finally experienced the amazing power of this martial art firsthand.

Xu Lan didn't even use his full strength, he was just feeding Wang Jing with moves.

After swinging the sword, Xu Lan retracted the move in time. He did not deliberately embarrass Wang Jing, but instead reminded him: "There are six realms in martial arts. The first realm is the beginning of the door, the second realm is the entry, the third realm is the perfection, and the fourth realm is the perfect achievement. Even if it is a Ding-level martial art, as long as you practice it to perfection, you can still become a first-class master."

Wang Jing shook his sore right wrist and approached Xu Lan with a playful smile: "Sister Lan, talk to me about the fifth and sixth realms. I want to see what the peak of martial arts is like."

"The fifth realm is the pinnacle of martial arts. At this realm, one's moves are so magical that one can be called a master. The sixth realm is the pinnacle of martial arts. Currently, only four people have reached this realm and are revered as great masters by the world. They are also called the Four Extremes of Martial Arts."

Wang Jing's eyes lit up: "Sword Saint Wang Yue is among them, right?"

"That's right, Sword Saint Wang Yue is one of the Four Extremes."

Seeing Wang Jing's yearning, Xu Lan could not help but remind him: "For now, you should not think too far ahead. Practice the "Hundred Battles Sword Skills" to perfection first. Don't think it's easy. Even if it's just a Ding-level martial art, you still have to work hard to reach the level of perfect spirit and full energy, and perfect moves."

"Sister Lan taught me that Jing knows what to do."

Having said that, Wang Jing still yearns for such a cool title as the Four Extremes of Martial Arts in his heart. After all, everyone has to have dreams.

What if it happens?

What's more, talented people emerge in every generation, and the new generation pushes the old generation forward. The four masters of martial arts are all quite old now. By the time they have mastered their martial arts skills, they will probably be too old to be half buried in the ground.

By that time, the young and the strong will be the winner, and I still have a good chance!
Although this is a bit disrespectful to the elderly.

In the blink of an eye, it was midwinter, snowflakes fell from the sky, and the earth was covered with silver.

During the past month, Wang Jing had been practicing "Hundred Battles Sword Techniques" every day except for eating and sleeping. Gradually, he had gained some proficiency and was able to get a glimpse of the key points, entering the first realm of martial arts.

Stepping on the snow, the knife flashed in the cold wind. At this moment, Wang Jing felt that the weapon in his hand seemed to be an extension of his limbs. He could use it like a finger or an arm to hit wherever he pointed. Every bit of strength was precisely controlled.

Even Wang Jing was surprised at his progress, and then he figured out the reason: "I didn't expect that the Tianlu strengthened my nerve cells and had this effect?"

To put it simply, the basics of a martial art is to make your body memorize every movement skillfully so that when it is needed, you can use it instantly without thinking.

The strengthened nerve cells obviously helped Wang Jing to quickly achieve this step, allowing his body to firmly remember every move and style of "Hundred Battles Sword Techniques".

(End of this chapter)