Earth's Martial Arts Era

Chapter 315 Spirit Will
The gatekeeper didn't talk too much nonsense, after a reminder, he attacked Xiao Long when he came up.

The gatekeeper punched Xiao Long in the chest, there was no huge momentum, and no terrifying aura erupted.

Ordinarily, it seemed like an ordinary person was attacking Xiao Long.

"What the hell, how can the strength of the gatekeeper be so low.

This strength and speed are at the limit of non-warriors. "

Xiao Long was puzzled, the gatekeeper's strength was only the limit of a non-warrior, and in Xiao Long's eyes at this moment, it seemed like a turtle's speed.

He was even thinking slowly, not in a hurry to make a move.

According to this shooting speed, Xiao Long can hit [-] shots.

"Could it be that I have to kill a large number of people to accumulate momentum and accumulate evil energy before I can comprehend martial intent faster?"

Xiao Long thought uncertainly that the fist of the gatekeeper was about to hit him, so he made a bold move.

The moment he took the shot, Xiao Long's face changed drastically.

He clearly felt a huge power dormant in his body, but when he tried to use this power, the power was like a pool of stagnant water, and he couldn't use it at all.

"Oops!"

Xiao Long exclaimed, and only then did he realize that his punching speed was slower than that of the gatekeeper, and his strength was only the limit of a non-warrior.

Peng!
His mind reacted, but his body couldn't keep up with his thoughts.

This punch of the gatekeeper hit Xiao Long's chest firmly.

A clump of blood mist exploded, and a blood pit appeared in the place where he was hit.

The strength of the non-warrior combined with the martial intent made the attack so sharp.

"Ah..." Xiao Long opened his mouth wide and let out a shrill howl.

It hurts so much!
The pain penetrated into the bone marrow and penetrated into the soul. With Xiao Long's willpower, he couldn't help but howl out in pain.

In an instant, his entire face twisted together in pain.

He has practiced so far, and has experienced dozens of battles, big and small.

The worst time, one foot stepped into the gate of hell.

But even with such an injury, Xiao Long didn't even feel this level of pain.

It is the kind of pain that tears the spirit when the body is extremely strong three times, it can't compare.

At this moment, Xiao Long finally understood why the fog wanted to amplify his sense of touch and perception.

Its purpose is to let Xiao Long feel the pain that goes deep into the soul.

Xiao Long's chest exploded, but the mist rushed in instantly, repairing the ruptured place.

Xiao Long thought it was over, he didn't want the wound to be healed, but the severe pain that he almost couldn't bear, did not disappear like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

"After being attacked by Wuyi, will the pain always be there?
Brother Annan and the others never mentioned it, so there should be no such thing.

This should be the reason for the secret realm, he wants me to bear this pain constantly.

This is the place to comprehend the martial intent, and there must be a reason for it to do so.

But what is his purpose in doing this? "

Xiao Long analyzed in his heart, but he didn't dare to be slow in his hands.

He lowered his head and avoided a punch from the gatekeeper.

He swept out with one leg, but was sliced ​​by the guard's palm on his leg.

Pong!
The flesh and blood exploded again, but was repaired by the mist.

The strength of the gatekeeper's shot is only at the level of a non-warrior.

But after adding martial intent, his bare-handed attack seemed to become a sharp blade.

As long as it hit Xiao Long's body, his flesh and blood would explode.

"hiss……"

Xiao Long gasped, the two severe pains added together, he felt like he was going to faint.

But at this moment, the mist poured over his head like a basin of cold water, making him wake up.

This is a veritable death.

"Fuck! Are you the only one who can attack?"

The intense pain hit Xiao Long's nerves, causing him to go berserk, and he couldn't help but swear.

He punched out, and the gatekeepers couldn't avoid it, and after resisting hard, he punched Xiao Long's mouth.

This is what happens with a bad mouth.

Xiao Long's eyes turned white, but he regained consciousness in an instant.

Wave after wave of pain, he felt that his spirit was about to collapse.

At this moment, if he had a choice, Xiao Long would definitely kill himself immediately by wiping his neck.

He would rather die than endure such pain.

But he knew that with the characteristics of this mist, he might not be able to die even if he wiped his neck.

The guard shook his legs and swept across, cutting directly into Xiao Long's abdomen.

This time, Xiao Long was afraid.

Wuyi attack, as long as it touches it, it will bear the Wuyi attack.

He backed away, not daring to fight the gatekeeper.

It never occurred to me that the speed of the gatekeeper increased instantly, and he stepped out with one step and caught up with Xiao Long in an instant.

The palm turned into a knife, killing Xiao Long right through.

Xiao Long rolled his eyes wildly again, his face twitched.

The gatekeeper pulled out his arm, the wound healed instantly, and then the pain became worse than before.

"Damn! No way! If this goes on, I won't die.

I have to endure this endless pain all day long. "

"Martial intent? What is martial intent?

If you don't comprehend the martial intent, this kind of pain will last for a day. "

Xiao Long endured the severe pain and thought quickly.

This kind of pain is too tormenting. If it goes on like this, it will be more painful than death.

"Grandpa Jiang said that Wuyi doesn't mean to understand something, nor does it mean to learn something.

Wuyi is a matter of will, or a product of the mind, it doesn't mean that you have to learn something to learn Wuyi.

Just like the will of the king, the will of the king is not some advanced method learned by a king-level master.

Rather, their mental will is extremely powerful, and they can use spiritual will, something more ethereal than spiritual power, to influence reality and even attack. "

Pong!
Xiao Long once again punched the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper had nothing to do with it, but Xiao Long healed instantly with a splash of flesh and blood.

People without martial intent can only resist but not defend against martial intent.

This is the dominance of martial arts.

Xiao Long didn't feel the huge power, as if his flesh and blood exploded by itself.

"Senior Brother Annan also said that he did not use any secret technique or communicate with him when he used martial intent.

It was just because he wanted to use martial intent, so he used martial intent spontaneously. "

"Grandpa Jiang also said, Wu Yi!

In fact, it is the foundation of the king's will, and both have a common feature.

It all depends on the individual's spiritual will to complete. "

"So the so-called martial intent is actually not comprehension, but realization!
Turn the will of the mind that cannot be imagined into the will of the mind that can be achieved.

The difference between me and Senior Brother Annan now is that he can use his martial intent if he wants to.

But here, I want to use martial intent, but I can't use martial intent. "

"So the so-called comprehension of martial arts is actually a process of 'I can't think about it' becoming 'I can think about it'."

After thinking through all this, Xiao Long's spirit was greatly lifted.

Although there is no specific solution, there is already a general direction.

This mysterious mist, while amplifying his senses, also made Xiao Long's thinking extremely active.

Only then did I think about it carefully, and immediately thought clearly about some things I didn't understand before.

"So everything in this Martial Intent Secret Realm has a special reason.

The constant pain will stimulate me to have the idea of ​​driving away these pains, which is to exercise my mind and will.

Enlarging my senses is actually enlarging my mind and will, magnifying everything about me.

In this way, my comprehension of martial intent will be faster. "

Knowing everything, Xiao Long no longer retreated, but took the initiative to confront the gatekeepers.

Only more severe pain can truly stimulate his spiritual will.

Waves of pain invaded Xiao Long's mind like waves, but under the action of the mysterious mist, it prevented him from fainting.

On the contrary, his mind is sober, which makes him constantly have the idea of ​​"driving" away the pain.

Human potential is never forced out by oneself.

They are all forced out by the external environment.

(End of this chapter)