Traveling through the myriad worlds: Divine skills automatically reach maximum level

After Ding Ling came back from hunting, Zhao Bingxuan and Zhao Xiaoyu came over to help with the barbecue.

After eating and drinking.

At the request of Tong Yuan and others, Ding Ling began to practice what he had learned in the mountains.

From halberd, spear, shield, body, palm, fist, to Linghe spear, Bai Niao Chao Feng spear...

Various martial arts, change as you like, attack and defense as you wish!

It was so mysterious that it was incredible.

Tong Yuan and his party were amazed! I feel inferior!

"In a few days, I have learned everything I have learned in my life! And most of them are better than me!"

Tong Yuan looked at Ding Ling with more and more satisfaction.

At this moment, he completely regarded Ding Ling as a future martial god. After thinking it over, he was no longer depressed. Instead, he felt that it was normal for a martial god like Ding Ling to learn these martial arts skills to this extent.

After all, he is a god among martial artists!

After Ding Ling finished practicing.

Tong Yuan asked Zhao Yun to compete with Ding Ling.

Ding Ling's eyes lit up.

His road to becoming a god of war requires competing with the strong in the plane, and Zhao Yun definitely meets the requirements.

Zhao Yun waved his hands and said angrily:

"I am not as good as Brother Ding, so I'd better not compete."

Zhao Yun, who was dazzled by Ding Ling's speed of learning martial arts and whose mentality was unbalanced, no longer had the confidence to compete with Ding Ling.

"Just give it a try."

Tong Yuan saw Ding Ling's eagerness to try, so he went with the flow and said:

"Zhao Yun, you have lived in the mountains for a long time, and you are going to compete with your peers, so as not to claim to be invincible and underestimate the heroes of the world."

"..."

Zhao Yun was speechless.

He was indeed a little flattered by the "outer visitor" a few days ago.

Although he was still steady, he still had a sense of confidence in his bones that his master was the best in the world and he was the second.

And the arrival of Ding Ling.

His confidence was completely shattered. He didn't even have the confidence to fight Ding Ling now, because he knew that if they fought, he would definitely lose.

But the master said so.

He could only cheer up, stand up, hold the spear in his hand, and stand opposite Ding Ling.

"In order to avoid hurting each other, you can use wooden sticks to compete."

Tong Yuan asked Zhao Xiaoyu to find two light wooden sticks like white poles in the house.

Ding Ling and Zhao Yun each had one.

After the two sides stood again.

After Tong Yuan said "start", they all used the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear Technique to stab each other.

Both of them used the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear extremely fast!

Clang!

Clang clang clang!

One spear was faster than the other, piercing the void like fireworks. Zhao Xiaoyu and Zhao Bingxuan couldn't see where the spear tip was with their naked eyes. They only saw the starlight shining in the sky, and the sound of bursting and breaking through the air passed by their ears from time to time!

The two fought fast!

In just a moment, they fought for more than a dozen rounds!

In the void, a pattern of birds paying homage to the phoenix could be seen flashing by!

The two white poles turned into two magic spears, exerting infinite power.

Boom!

But every time they collided, Zhao Yun was struck by lightning.

He found that his strength was far inferior to Ding Ling. Whenever he was hit by the white wooden stick, he felt like being hit by a thousand-pound hammer, and he felt so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Bang, bang, bang!

Another dozen rounds of fighting! Three collisions in the middle.

Zhao Yun could no longer bear it, and with a loud shout, he jumped out of the battle circle and raised his hand and said:

"Stop, stop, stop! I give up!"

"Don't try again?"

Ding Ling felt a little unsatisfied.

Zhao Yun understood, his eyes twitched twice, and he shook his head decisively:

"No more fighting! I have said long ago that I can't be your opponent. This has further proved my words. I am not as good as you in terms of skills and strength. If you hadn't been suppressing me, I would have been defeated long ago!"

Tong Yuan deeply agreed.

He also saw that Ding Ling's Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear was suppressing him. If he fully exerted his strength, it would be a question whether Zhao Yun could hold off for ten rounds.

In the final analysis.

Zhao Yun has not fully grown up yet. If he really grows up, it is estimated that he will not have a problem blocking Ding Ling for hundreds of rounds.

But when Zhao Yun really grows up, how much will Ding Ling grow to?

By then, Zhao Yun will definitely not be his opponent.

Zhao Yun obviously thought it through and expressed his admiration for Ding Ling.

[Progress of the Path of the God of War:

1: Defeat more than 20 plane masters: 4/20.]

Without a doubt.

The defeat of Zhao Yun just now counts.

"That's enough."

Tong Yuan no longer forced Zhao Yun, stroked his beard and smiled:

"Zhao Yun is my most proud disciple. But I never expected that in my later years, I would meet a genius like Ding Ling. God has been very kind to me."

He paused and asked:

"Ding Ling, what are your plans for the future?"

"I want to learn more martial arts and improve myself."

Ding Ling's reply was very natural, decisive and straightforward.

"Oh?"

Tong Yuan stroked his beard and smiled:

"You are so strong, but you are still not satisfied?"

"Learning never ends. I am still far behind you, senior. How can I say I am strong?"

"..."

Zhao Yun was speechless.

Ding Ling has begun to move towards the realm of his master! What a high spirit and strong self-confidence is this?

When will I be able to have such self-confidence? Spirit?

"Hahaha..."

Tong Yuan did not take it as an offense, but was very satisfied with Ding Ling's high self-confidence and unsatisfied attitude:

"You can think like that. It's worth it that I passed on all my life's learning to you. It's worth it that I believe you will become the future God of War!"

Tong Yuan paused and said:

"I have an old friend who should be an official in Luoyang now. If you want to continue learning martial arts, you might as well visit him."

He asked Zhao Yun to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

He spread out the paper, wrote a letter with a pen, stamped it, folded it, handed it to Ding Ling, and said with a hearty smile:

"Take my letter to see him. He will definitely teach you martial arts."

Ding Ling hurriedly took it and stood up to express his gratitude.

Tong Yuan waved his hand and said:

"Don't be so polite to me. What I am most looking forward to now is whether you can achieve the realm of the God of War on land! Can you replicate the legends of Chi You and Huang Di in ancient times!"

"Chi You, Huang Di?"

Ding Ling was stunned.

These two are ancient gods!

Tong Yuan actually put himself on par with the gods, which shows how much he values ​​himself.

Ding Ling's heart was filled with emotion. He was very grateful to Tong Yuan and thanked him three times.

Tong Yuan insisted that there was no need for further courtesy.

Ding Ling then relaxed a little.

"Take a night's rest. Tomorrow you can take Zilong and the others down the mountain."

Tong Yuan smiled and said:

"Zilong's martial arts have reached the top level of first-class generals! If he wants to break through again, he must rely on battlefield training or confront more masters. Let him follow you to Luoyang to gain more experience."

He looked at Zhao Yun:

"Zilong, what do you think?"

"I will obey the master's orders!"

Zhao Yun said respectfully.

"Good, good."

Tong Yuan clapped his hands and praised:

"My life is not in vain. I am able to see the rise of younger geniuses like you..."