Global High Martial Arts: My Martial Arts Skills Are Actively Cultivated

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Qingshan No. 1 Middle School was dismissed.

The setting sun is falling in the west, and the afterglow is soft, reflecting the sunset like an oil painting.

Just as Ning Chuan walked out of the school gate, a bright red roadster stopped in front of him.

Lu Mengyue sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with one hand, raised her eyes, looked at Ning Chuan, and simply said, "Get in the car!"

Ning Chuan's eyes stopped on the logo for two seconds.

"Fengxue" sports car, the minimum configuration, but also five million yuan.

"She's a rich woman, no wonder she's paid three thousand an hour!"

Ning Chuan shook his head.

It's a pity that he is too young. If he is older, he will have an excuse not to work hard.

Ning Chuan opened the door with some regret and got into the car.

His current appearance is still very handsome.

"Buzz!"

Lu Mengyue stepped on the accelerator and drove into the traffic with the roar of the engine.

"Let's go to the Jidao Martial Arts Hall, where the venues and facilities are complete, which is convenient for cultivation." Lu Mengyue said while driving: "After the guidance is over, I will let the driver take you home."

"Thank you."

Ning Chuan nodded, then said nothing.

Lu Mengyue couldn't help but glance at Ning Chuan, there were not many students in Qingshan No. 1 Middle School who could ignore her.

Worthy of being able to cultivate B-level martial arts to the micro Realm!

In fact, Ning Chuan was thinking hard how to guide Lu Mengyue.

Or, how to make Lu Mengyue feel that she has been guided.

A job that pays 3,000 an hour.

He would love to get it.

If he can continue until the college entrance examination, the money he earns will be enough to double his strength. Galaxy Cluster University is hard to say, but other top ten famous schools will definitely be admitted to one.

ten minutes later.

The red sports car drifted and stopped firmly in front of the gate of the Jidao Martial Arts Hall.

This is a huge building, not high, with only three floors, but it covers an extremely wide area, comparable to the open-air training ground of Qingshan No. 1 Middle School.

"Miss!"

A man in black walked quickly and greeted him respectfully.

"Prepare a private training room, I will use it."

Lu Mengyue got up and got out of the car, and threw the car keys to the man in black.

Lu Mengyue walked in front and led Ning Chuan into the Ji Dao Martial Arts Hall.

Passing through the gate, Ning Chuan heard a loud noise.

In the hall on the first floor, the incandescent lights are bright, and thousands of students wearing martial arts training uniforms are practicing hard.

Among these people, there are seven or eight-year-old children, as well as teenagers similar to Ning Chuan.

Martial Dao practice, school teaching, is not perfect.

After all, teachers are one-to-many and have limited energy, so they cannot cover every aspect of each student.

As long as the family conditions are good, they will send their children to the martial arts center to receive a more comprehensive education.

After a while, the two walked into the elevator and came to a training room on the second floor. It was very quiet inside. Unlike the hall, there were no other students present.

"Student Lu, how do you want me to guide you?"

Ning Chuan asked the question he cared about most.

He went on to say, "I'm not long in cultivation, Lightning Strike, and I was promoted to Realm with the help of an accidental epiphany."

Do the foreshadowing that will not guide first.

If Mengyue is dissatisfied, there are reasons to explain.

As for why it is only now.

Everyone has gone to the martial arts hall, and it is unreasonable not to pay some travel expenses.

"Don't be so polite, just call me by my name."

Lu Mengyue moved her body and said with a smile: "Don't worry, with your Realm's Lightning Strike, it's not difficult to guide me. I'll use Lightning Strike, and you can point out the inadequacies next to you."

Hearing this, Ning Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It was far simpler than he thought.

Before, he thought that he would tell Lu Mengyue how to break the bottleneck.

In fact, this is a misunderstanding caused by Ning Chuan Martial Dao's lack of knowledge.

The Realm bottleneck is very mysterious and cannot be explained clearly by language. It requires the cultivator's own Insight.

"The job with an hourly salary of 3,000 is here!"

Ning Chuan couldn't contain the joy.

His cultivation speed will skyrocket!

"Right, one more thing."

Ning Chuan was thinking about which famous university to apply for when Lu Mengyue walked to the weapon rack by the wall, picked up an unbladed long and narrow sword, pointed at Ning Chuan, and said, "You want to be my sparring partner part-time. Let's fight with Lightning Strike!

This kind of actual combat can deepen my understanding of Lightning Strike. "

"Battle?!"

Ning Chuan twitched the corners of his mouth. He didn't have the slightest idea of ​​being brave in front of the beauty, and said directly, "I'm just awakening four stages."

It's not that he's cowardly.

Awakening the peak of the ninth dan, there is absolutely no need to fight.

Perfect Realm's lightning strike is useless.

The gap is too big, and the other party can completely drop ten times.

"It's my fault that I didn't make it clear. I will suppress my strength, and my body speed and strength will remain similar to yours." Seeing this, Lu Mengyue pursed her red lips and smiled embarrassedly, and then asked, "What kind of breath do you cultivate? Law?"

"D-level arrogance."

Ning Chuan answered truthfully.

He knew why Lu Mengyue asked about his breathing method.

Different breathing methods, in addition to the characteristics of their own tendencies, also have different degrees of tempering the body.

To put it simply, the stronger the breathing method, the stronger the tempering effect on the body.

Strength, speed, endurance and even the five senses all have a certain gap.

However, the process will consume more energy.

Because of this, Ning Chuan did not choose a B-level breathing method. Now, the food he eats can't keep up, and the breathing method is high and low, which is of little significance.

"Then start now!"

Lu Mengyue's expression became solemn.

She raised her sword, and at the same time as her body erupted with thunder, she swung the sword out.

In order for Ning Chuan to clearly capture her movements, Lu Mengyue only used a small amount of power.

"The angle of your wrist is wrong and it is too raised. This way of exerting force, the power of the sword will be enhanced to a certain extent, but Lightning Strike is a Saber Technique purely seeking speed, and speed is the foundation."

Ning Chuan pondered slightly and found out what was wrong with Lu Mengyue.

"I will try again!"

Lu Mengyue swung a knife again.

"No, the action is too deliberate. There is no fixed move for Lightning Strike. The core lies in the same force from multiple muscles throughout the body!"

"how about this?"

...

Under the guidance of Ning Chuan, Lu Mengyue continued to practice.

Soon, an hour passed.

"The guidance is here first."

Lu Mengyue took the towel handed by the waiter, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and said, "Next, let's fight with lightning strike."

"it is good!"

With a neat answer, Ning Chuan put down the silver-blooded sword, walked straight to the weapon rack, and pulled out an unbladed sword for training.

After beheading Lei Que in the morning, his mentality changed, and he was not afraid to fight with others.

"start!"

Lu Mengyue let out a low voice and stepped on the ground with the soles of her feet, and the thick leather pads sank deeply. With a few big strides, she forced her to reach Ning Chuan.

"boom!"

The body burst into thunder, Lu Mengyue slashed horizontally, and the air was cut neatly, turning into a sharp whistling.

Ning Chuan took a deep breath, clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and also performed Lightning Strike.

"Hey!"

The sword broke through the air, slashed from top to bottom, and hit the sword that Lu Mengyue swung horizontally.

His Lightning Slash was three Realms higher than Lu Mengyue, and it was a head-to-head fight. With Lu Mengyue's power under control, he had the advantage!

Snapped!

Swords clashed, sparks splashed out, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was deafening.

However, to Ning Chuan's surprise, he didn't feel that kind of hard shock with his right hand holding the handle of the knife.

"This is a false move!"

Ning Chuan froze in his heart.

On the opposite side, the sword in Lu Mengyue's hand tilted inward with the rotation of her wrist. While removing the power of Ning Chuan's vertical slash, she was also slashing at Ning Chuan's throat!

The mirror-smooth blade clearly reflected Ning Chuan's black eyes.

He was a little flustered, but he didn't lose his composure.

"Lightning Slash!"

Ning Chuan tried his best to retreat the sword to defend. With the help of the Realm, the speed was astonishingly fast. The blade dragged a silver afterimage in the air, blocking Lu Mengyue's slash in time.

However, because it was too hasty, the strength was not concentrated enough.

clang!

Ning Chuan swayed, and was staggered back by the shock.

Lu Mengyue stopped and did not pursue the victory.

The purpose of the two people's battle is to temper the lightning strike, and it has nothing to do with the outcome.

After retreating more than ten meters in succession, Ning Chuan barely stood firm.

He raised his eyes and stared at Lu Mengyue, his eyes a little puzzled.

Why is he at a disadvantage when he has a large advantage in Lightning Slash?

After pondering for a few seconds, Ning Chuan understood the reason.

His combat experience is too little.

I don't know how to get it right.

Into the micro Realm's lightning strike, no matter how powerful it is, it is difficult to play.

To put it bluntly, it just won't fight!

Of course, this is not a problem.

"As long as you practice hard, you will naturally be able to master, know how to shoot reasonably, when to attack, when to defend, and when to dodge!"

Ning Chuan muttered to himself, with a firm look in his eyes.

He took a big step, swiftly like the wind, holding a knife and heading straight for Lu Mengyue.

Lu Mengyue used him to hone Lightning Strike.

He can also take advantage of the Ascension combat level to develop combat awareness.

bang bang bang...

The two quickly fought each other, the battle knives slashed constantly, and the sparks that burst out were like festive fireworks, constantly blooming.

After nearly half an hour, the fighting ceased.

The one who called the stop was Ning Chuan.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue playing. The salary is calculated by the hour, so he can't wait to play for a while.

Strength does not allow it.

Under such a high-intensity battle, his physical strength was severely exhausted, and he could no longer hold it.

"This kind of pairing exercise has a very good effect. I already feel the bottleneck is loosening. After that, we will practice each other once a day. As for the time, it will continue until I break through and become proficient in Realm. If you agree, we will sign the contract later. ." Lu Mengyue said in a calm tone.

She is the peak of the ninth stage of awakening, and this kind of pairing is naturally not a problem.

Ning Chuan leaned on the knife, propped up his body, was too tired to speak, but nodded in agreement.

Lu Mengyue glanced at the wall clock on the wall and said, "It's more than an hour, but your level is higher than I imagined, so it's counted as two hours."

"Thank you, can you end the day?"

"no problem."

Lu Mengyue responded to Kaidō and looked at the middle-aged man beside him: "Uncle Yang, go find someone to draw up a contract, and then come with 6,000 cash."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man leaves.