Your skills are excellent, and now I have them too.

Chapter 39 Surpassing the Academic Prodigy

"Sir, I want to learn this!"

"But can you really learn it? Are you sure it's not a special skill?"

"That's double gravity!"

Xin Li's swordsmanship was so dazzling that many people thought it was not a martial art that everyone could learn, but a unique skill that required mastery.

Lu Zhao didn't think so.

He had just activated all his auxiliary skills and carefully observed Xin Li's movements. Although he couldn't capture them precisely, he could barely make out that in the fleeting process, there was nothing that exceeded the limits of a martial artist; it was all physical movement.

It's just that the opponent's skill level is too high and their movements are too skilled, which gives people the illusion that they float past and the dummy shatters into pieces.

"Shut up, all of you."

Xin Li gripped the knife and waved behind her. A handyman came up and picked up the shattered dummy.

"The purpose of my demonstration is to tell you not to underestimate martial arts skills. Not everyone can master special skills, but this is something that anyone can learn."

If one day you reach the third realm of Steel Bones and the fourth realm of Overflowing Martial Arts, but still haven't mastered any special skills, then martial arts techniques must become your means of victory.

Shi Jian raised his hand and asked, "Are martial arts skills more powerful than special skills?"

Xin Li was a little annoyed.

At this point, I'm emphasizing the importance of martial arts skills, and you're bringing up something that's hard to put down.

Normally, he should have made this guy do two hundred push-ups, but he knew it wouldn't work on this rock-solid guy.

This kid doesn't have any bad intentions; he's just simple-minded and straightforward.

"able."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Ji Ye walked in with his hands behind his back outside the Gravity Martial Arts Hall. It was quite rare for him to not smoke an e-cigarette today.

"If you train to the highest level, your martial arts skills are not necessarily inferior to your special skills."

Xin Li frowned slightly, seemingly not entirely agreeing, but since it was the academic official who said it, he had no choice but to agree.

"Perhaps I just haven't seen it before," he thought to himself.

But upon hearing this, Lu Zhao objected, raising his hand: "Mr. Ji, are martial arts skills superior to many special skills?"

Old Ji was also a bit annoyed.

I'm specifically talking about extreme situations. What are you trying to prove? Beating one is already a big deal, let alone many?

Besides, normal people don't have that many special skills.

"Get ready for push-ups!" He got angrier and angrier, and flipped the table.

If Shi Jian is straightforward, then this kid is purely evil.

However, Lu Zhao was different. He just wanted to know if he had special skills, he shouldn't be unable to defeat those who use martial arts.

Doing push-ups is fine, since my cultivation level has improved and I have a lot of internal energy. I can easily last an afternoon in a double gravity environment, and I can also train my muscle strength, which is part of my cultivation.

Once the ox-horse skill [Endurance] is activated, not only is there no resistance, but a surge of excitement wells up within me.

Lu Zhao lay down and began to push himself up with great effort.

"Xin Li, you can continue."

"Alright. Everyone pay attention. The Wind-Breaking Blade can be broken down into eight forms. I will demonstrate starting with the first form."

After saying that, he drew his sword again.

"The first three moves consist of one defensive and two offensive moves. The most important thing is footwork. To begin, take a false step to the upper right, turn your body to the side, and let the sword follow your body..."

Xin Li explained and demonstrated at the same time.

Lu Zhao activated his auxiliary special skill while doing push-ups.

The Swift Thinking tool is so comprehensive; it instantly clears my mind after I start using it.

"Defense first, then offense. But when he sprinted just now, he didn't have a defensive stance—no, he only half-finished his movement, and very quickly. The moves we break down aren't all fixed patterns; we have to adjust them according to the specific situation."

"I understand. Actually, the dash isn't part of the Wind-Breaking Blade technique itself; he simply incorporated high-speed movement while using it and modified some of the movements."

Lu Zhao carefully watched the instruction while doing push-ups.

"That was a really fast strike. I need to work on my hand strength."

"Their footwork and body coordination are excellent; the Qingming Guards are indeed strong."

"Wait, why is it an upward flick here? I didn't see it clearly."

Ultra-micro line-of-sight start-up.

When Xin Li demonstrated it for the second time, Lu Zhao saw it clearly.

"So he was secretly twisting his wrist. He did it on purpose, didn't he? He twisted it so fast, as if he was afraid we would notice. He must have wanted to test our eyesight at the same time."

Today, Old Ji, for some unknown reason, came to listen in. He squatted in the corner, whispering crickets to his pageboy, Bai Lu.

"Xin Li's temper is much better now, and he's much more patient when he's lecturing. Before, he would only demonstrate once at most."

Although the page was always smiling and polite, there was always a sense of hypocrisy about him; he would just listen without speaking or responding.

After several demonstrations, Xin Li sheathed his sword: "I've finished demonstrating. Who dares to come up and try?"

The first time you learn, you have to practice with him directly, which is quite difficult, but this is, after all, an elite class that is known for its geniuses, and that's exactly what they want.

Naturally, Shi Jian was the first to go up.

"Use any move you like."

Xin Li didn't even draw his sword, standing there with his back wide open.

Shi Jian is unaffected by pressure or provocation. Such contempt has no effect on him. He simply steps forward and tries to replicate his previous move against the dummy by sprinting forward.

Crack!

His practice knife only crossed hands once with Xin Li's unsheathed knife; the knife slipped from his hand, and he was struck on the back by the sheath.

Thump.

Shi Jian fell face-first onto the ground, but he didn't stop. He reached out to hug Xin Li's leg and opened his mouth at the same time.

Since we've lost our weapons, let's bite!

Xin Li kicked him away with a thud.

He was completely exhausted by this guy, so he didn't even curse him, he just sighed.

"Today is for practicing and breaking down techniques, not a life-or-death battle. We'll only need to use swords..."

A burst of laughter came from below.

To be honest, these Qingming Guards all had a good impression of Shi Jian.

This kind of person, who is as clingy as a plaster and ruthless to themselves, is hard to kill on the battlefield, and no matter what task is given to them, they will definitely do their best to complete it.

"Just now, why was Shi Jian taken down with a single blow? Does anyone know?"

Although there were about a hundred people present, most of them were cautious and dared not answer easily.

"Because he made no defensive move with his first strike, you dared to go straight forward."

"right."

Xin Li looked up and saw the answer given by Gongsun Ke.

This person was covered in tattoos and at first glance looked like a gang member, but judging from his performance these past few days, he was a pure academic genius, and a very diligent one at that. He was always buried in his studies and practiced diligently, and his progress was consistently among the best.

"Why don't you come up and give it a try?"

Crackling and popping.

Gongsun Ke was clearly stronger than Shi Jian. He held out for several moves until he finally lost when he secretly twisted his wrist.

After the knife was knocked away, he stared at his hands with some confusion, as if he realized something but wasn't quite sure.

This time, Xin Li didn't ask why; he simply scanned the entire room.

"Then I'll find someone else..."

He saw Lu Zhao, who was still doing push-ups, and felt like laughing. He pointed at him and said, "You can do it."

This saved Lu Zhao from the hell of push-ups.

Lu Zhao picked up the practice knife and stepped forward.

"I've made a fool of myself!"

bass!

He drew his knife.

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In the past few days, he tried various methods but only managed to reach 8% of the Three-Zhang Golden Body.

This coach from Qingmingwei has an extremely calm mindset and is very difficult to win over.

Lu Zhao didn't say much. He would try out any special skills he saw, but he was rather laid-back. If he could get his hands on them, he would; if not, he would deal with it later. His main task now was to improve his cultivation level.

After drawing his sword, he immediately charged forward, initially using a defensive stance to block the opponent's path to a quick victory, and then switching from defense to offense once he was fully close.

Crackling and popping.

Everyone felt: I've seen this episode before.

Lu Zhao's movements were almost a carbon copy of Gongsun Ke's, which made them feel very admiring.

Since Gongsun Ke is a top student, his actions are likely optimal. Lu Zhao is the same as him, which means his actions are also optimal.

So, will he repeat the same failure in his next move?

not at all.

Like Gongsun Ke, Lu Zhao took a half step back. The difference was that when he stepped back to the side, he twisted his wrist. Although it seemed like the same action, the direction of the force was completely different.

At first glance, it seems like he switched to a posture that makes it harder to exert force, but in reality, the subtle change protected his only weakness at that moment.

Crack!

After two more moves, his knife was finally knocked away.

He completed six of the Eight Styles of Breaking the Wind under Xin Li's guidance, two more than the academic genius Gongsun Ke.