Chapter 18 Martial Arts Admission
Zeng Anmin doesn't care about the evaluation of his poems.
What he cares more about now are the three Qi-inducing atlases he got from "Nan".
"There are three pictures in total."
"Each painting can draw Qi into the body."
After Zeng Anmin exited the sea of consciousness, his eyes flashed with brilliance.
The three pictures that "Nan" gave himself were all of extremely distorted postures.
Fortunately, the dormitory arranged by the college is big enough, and Qi Dachun doesn't dare to live in the same room with Zeng Anmin.
So privacy is still guaranteed.
He frowned and tried to strike the pose in the first picture.
"sore……"
Although it doesn't feel very comfortable.
But fortunately, this body is only sixteen years old and has excellent flexibility.
Even though it was a little uncomfortable, he still managed to do the pose.
"Feel the spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth."
When Nan gave the diagram, he also gave the corresponding breathing method.
Zeng Anmin closed his eyes and began to try to sense in this extremely awkward position...
As his breathing became more and more steady.
“Huh~”
Before long, Zeng Anmin keenly realized that with the help of his sea of consciousness, he could easily sense the free breath in the air.
The sea of consciousness gave him sharper six senses.
Gradually, his condition got better and better.
Almost as soon as he reached the state of meditation, he felt a warm current flowing through his body.
“Huh~”
Zeng Anmin did not dare to be negligent and continued to practice according to the breathing method.
"Boo~"
Following a seemingly correct voice sounded in the body.
Zeng Anmin suddenly opened his eyes!
"This is……"
He stopped his awkward posture, stood up, closed his eyes and sensed carefully.
The sea of consciousness that Kanlongtu helped him open up also showed its effect at this time.
He quickly caught the waves of warmth floating in the air.
With just a slight movement of his mind, he gathered all the energy into his body.
It’s so simple… and it’s qualified? ! !
The next moment.
The gold finger panel in front of him flashed out directly:
[Congratulations on breaking through the level]
【Martial Arts entries loaded】
[Please choose one of the following three martial arts terms. ]
[(Colorful) High-end Martial Power: Your martial arts combat power is one level higher than your martial arts realm.]
[(Colorful) Martial Arts Advancement: Unable to independently improve martial arts realm, but for the first three years, one level of martial arts realm will be provided each year, followed by one level of martial arts realm every ten years, and then one level of martial arts realm every hundred years.]
[(Colorful) Featherweight Class 3: When practicing martial arts techniques, the speed of progress increases by four levels.]
[Note: Unselected entries will disappear permanently. Countdown 30, 29, 28...]
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Damn?
Oh!!!
Zeng Anmin was dazzled by these three entries.
The first one, needless to say, is an entry at the level of causality!!
Minimal effort for maximum improvement!
The second one... in just three hundred and thirty-three years, he could grow from a mere mortal to a rare martial arts saint! !
Very exaggerated!
As for the third one... considering the first two are so good, the third one seems a bit mediocre.
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath and made up his mind.
First exclude [Featherweight 3]
It doesn't look good. Apart from anything else, a martial arts practitioner with good talent is several times faster than an ordinary practitioner.
As for [Martial Arts Attack] and [High-end Force]...
Zeng Anmin: To be honest, it is really difficult to make a choice.
However, just as the time for selection was about to end, he had already made his decision.
【High-end military force! 】
Zeng Anmin's eyes were extremely determined.
With weapons based on the law of causality, there's no need to consider anything else!
Just as he made his selection, the panel disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, he felt that his body was undergoing extremely exaggerated changes.
The muscles gradually emerged...
The lines are also a little smoother.
"Crackle~"
Zeng Anmin's body is undergoing unprecedented changes.
He had just broken through to become a ninth-rank warrior.
His current combat power has reached... Rank Eight!!
The warm current in his body suddenly grew stronger. After circulating through his body for a full circle, it slowly gathered in his abdomen. Like a whirlpool, it continuously absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, nourishing his body.
"Eighth Stage Martial Arts!!"
Zeng Anmin felt his body thoughtfully.
There is no Dantian in the abdomen.
It also means that he is not at the eighth level.
But... Zeng Anmin slowly stretched out his hand.
A strong martial arts aura swirled in his hands.
But his methods are exactly the same as those of an eighth-grade Yangxi realm warrior!
"So, once I open up my Dantian... I will be able to directly possess the means to reach the seventh level of visualization..."
As expected, products produced by the system must be top quality!!
Zeng Anmin didn't expect it to be so wonderful!
The first time the system appeared, the three entries were silver.
The second time was after he reached the ninth level in Confucianism and Taoism, and it also appeared in silver.
But the third martial arts breakthrough was colorful.
Two possibilities.
First, the entries appear randomly.
Second, the system might favor martial arts, hoping to use this method to improve my martial arts progress first...
Thinking of this, Zeng Anmin felt very angry.
My father is a famous scholar in the whole world!
Why do you insist on me being that crude warrior?
Why not pour all the classics from previous lives into my mind?
Wouldn't it be a pleasure if you could help me become a Confucian sage?
………………
school.
The teacher hasn't come yet.
Many students were already seated and waiting.
Zeng Anmin took advantage of this time to chat with Qi Dachun on the roadside.
"How is the young master progressing in school these days?"
Qi Dachun looked at Zeng Anmin foolishly and stuffed the pancake in his hand, which was bigger than his face, into his mouth.
Zeng Anmin breathed in the fresh air, feeling extremely comfortable:
"I've learned a lot of principles, which are extremely useful."
"Hmm?" Qi Dachun's eyes lit up, and then he rubbed his hands and asked, "Tell me about it too? I'll have an answer for my father when I get back."
Zeng Anmin heard this and a sly smile appeared on his face:
"Even if I tell you what I've learned, you won't understand it, but I can teach you something else."
Qi Dachun immediately took it seriously: "What is it?"
"Listen carefully." Zeng Anmin explained to Qi Dachun seriously:
"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening. Don't you understand this sentence?"
Qi Dachun nodded repeatedly: "I really don't understand!"
Zeng Anmin chuckled and said, "It's actually very simple. What it means is, if I know the way to your home in the morning, I'll kill you in the evening."
This is too much for my taste.
Qi Dachun suddenly felt like he had been electrocuted, and his whole body felt refreshed.
"Young Master's talent is beyond my reach!!"
Zeng Anmin saw that the effect was good, and continued: "When parents are still alive, don't travel far, and when you travel, you must have a plan!"
Qi Dachun didn't say anything, just bowed and saluted with a very polite gesture.
"Your parents are still here, you can't run away, and even if you do, they'll definitely find a way to catch you."
"Good, good, good! Simple and clear! Young Master is so talented! The reincarnation of a Confucian sage!"
Qi Dachun wanted to clap his hands.
Zeng Anmin emphasized his strength: "If you study without thinking, you will be lost; if you think without studying, you will be in danger."
"If you learn my martial arts without learning my thoughts, you will be lost. If you learn my thoughts without learning my martial arts, you will be beaten to death!"
…
"Zeng Anmin!!"
The instructor's voice sternly sounded from behind Zeng Anmin:
"How could such disrespectful words come out of your mouth!!"
There was a hint of disbelief in the voice.
It was like a teacher in a past life seeing his excellent student smoking and drinking with a bunch of yellow-haired people one day...
He obviously didn't expect Zeng Anmin, whom he had placed high hopes on, to be so cynical...
Hearing this exasperated voice, the evil smile on Zeng Anmin's face froze.
"Today you will be punished by standing in class and not allowed to eat!"
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(End of this chapter)
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