Chapter 64

"No wonder it can be valued by the Chu old man. It turned out that he cultivated the meaning of sword!"

Hou Shangxing took a deep look at Wang Hao, then stared at Zhao Fengxue and Lu weilou, and turned away with a cold hum.

Since Han long is dead, he naturally has no need to stay here.

Even today, he regretted coming here. He not only completely opposed himself to Lu weilou, but also offended a peerless genius who understood the meaning of sword in a first-class state.

This is a big loss!

However, since he is already an enemy, we must find a way to eradicate the evil boy before he grows up.

Fu Lin, ye Qingqian and others also looked ugly. They found that although they tried to overestimate Wang Hao before the war, they finally found that they underestimated Wang Hao.

Zhao Fengxue and Lu weilou are also ugly, but for different reasons from Fu Lin and others, they are worried about Wang Hao.

Wang Hao's own talent is powerful and terrible. They can barely protect themselves by working together, but now even the sword intention is exposed. Although only a trace is exposed, it is also extremely troublesome.

With his talent now displayed, he has a great chance to become a great master, but many people don't want a congenital great master in their blood clothes building, especially Confucianism.

So it's really troublesome!

"I'll give the runner sword to old Chu. If the runner king wants to get it back, let him go to old Chu."

These mixed feelings are suppressed for the time being. Zhao Fengxue dodges and grabs the fallen runner sword before ye Qingqian reacts, and throws it at the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion.

Driven by the powerful power, the runner sword turned into a sword light, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed hundreds of feet and disappeared into the attic of Cangwu Pavilion.

"You..."

Ye Qingqian, who reacted, was so angry that he almost spewed out old blood. He didn't expect Zhao Fengxue to use such a rogue trick.

You know, the runner king didn't have a good relationship with the old Chu when he was young. Now the runner sword falls into the hands of the old Chu. If you want it back, you must pay a heavy price, and it will make him hate the Runner King.

This is a real pit!

"Come with me, boy!"

Lu weilou ignored Fu Lin and others who looked cold and ugly. He greeted Wang Hao and left. Zhao Fengxue was silent and left.

Next they have to make some arrangements!

Fu Lin and others took a deep look at Wang Hao and didn't say much. They left together. They had to make some arrangements next.

Arrangements for that boy!

……

"I think you can guess some of the current situation, but I can responsibly tell you that the situation is ten times more severe than you think!"

Follow Zhao Fengxue, who landed in the dangerous building, to the entrance of Xuefeng hall. Lu weilou sat on the main seat, stared at Wang Hao, and said in a very serious tone.

If only Kendo talent and external skill talent are strong, they can be suppressed, but not with a fighting talent and sword intention.

Unless Chu old man can do his best, but once Chu old man comes into the world, he will certainly attract the attention of those old guys of Confucianism, which will make the situation worse.

So the current situation is that they really can't carry it!

"My subordinates listen to the arrangement of the hall Lord and the landlord!"

Wang Hao answered skillfully and said that he would obey the arrangement.

No way, he didn't expect that the ten moves of bloody battle would attract the sword idea after reaching the superb state. Although it only attracted a trace, it also showed his sword idea.

This disrupted all plans. It seems that the blood clothes building can't stay here for the time being.

"This is the task updated by our blood clothes building yesterday. You can choose one of them to go out and wander. When will you break through to super class and come back with the combat power of the master's territory?"

Zhao Fengxue picked up a thick booklet on the bookshelf next to Wang Hao and asked him to choose.

Wang Hao took the booklet and didn't say much. He quickly flipped it to find the right task.

Zhao Fengxue also understood what he meant, just to let him leave the capital and go out to avoid the limelight. This is a full kindness!

"Eh! That's it! "

Flipping through the pamphlet, Wang Hao soon saw a familiar name, who was no less famous than the protagonist Ling Huchong in all versions of Xiaoao.

"Tian boguang, the flower picker?"

After reading the task selected by Wang Hao, Zhao Fengxue nodded and said, "yes, Tian boguang is also a martial arts genius. His qualification is no worse than that of sledgehammer. Now it is a super first-class medium-term, which is just suitable for you now."

"Go down and get ready! Start today! "

Put the booklet on the shelf again. Zhao Fengxue motioned to Wang Hao to leave.

"My subordinates leave!"

Wang Hao bowed down and left. He also understood that Zhao Fengxue and Lu weilou had something to talk about next. He should not participate in it, and he did have something to deal with before leaving.

Without going back to his own yard, Wang Hao went straight to the canteen, found a scooter, carried all the dozens of jars of wine used by chef Li for cooking, and then pushed them to the Cangwu Pavilion.

Looking at Wang Hao's bandit behavior, chef Li dare not complain at all. He is afraid of being eaten by Wang Hao now. If this guy doesn't trouble him, God bless him.

As for those fine wines, he didn't spend money on them anyway, so he moved away.

"Old Chu, I've brought you local specialties!"

When he came to the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion, Wang Hao, with his great strength, forcibly lifted the scooter and moved it into the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion. He photographed more than ten jars of wine on the scooter and said, "Chu, I may have to leave for a period of time. Save some of these local specialties. Don't drink them before I come back."

"You have a heart!"

Old Chu, who was lying on the recliner playing with the runner sword, looked at Wang Hao. When he saw the more than ten jars of wine, his eyes lit up.

This boy really has a bright future!

"Alas! You are a little devil. I thought it would take you at least three years to cultivate the ten styles of bloody warfare into the realm, but who wants to break through so soon. "

After deeply smelling the aroma of more than ten jars of wine, old Chu suddenly sighed and looked at Wang Hao with a complex expression.

He really underestimated the little guy!

"Three years? Is it that slow? "

Wang Hao frowned slightly. He originally thought that even without the acceleration of enlightenment function, he could cultivate the ten styles of bloody warfare into a state of ecstasy in a few months at most.

However, old Chu had made a three-year expectation. Naturally, with the big man's eyesight, he would not be wrong. Even if he didn't know that he had already used the enlightenment function to fully understand the ten types of bloody warfare, he would be very fast in the speed of cultivation, but he must guess that it was not far away.

So it seems that the difficulty of breaking through the realm of ecstasy is many times greater than he thought.

Sure enough, hearing Wang Hao's words, Chu Lao picked up the runner sword in his hand and patted it on Wang Hao's forehead. He blew his beard and glared and scolded, "you should be a wonderful place. It's Chinese cabbage!"

"Please give me some advice!"

Although he was beaten by Chu Lao with his runner sword, Wang Hao hurried to ask for advice.

After all, he just made a breakthrough in the ten styles of bloody battle. Other martial arts have not broken through this step. He can't break through with the function of enlightenment every time!

Although the effect of such a breakthrough is not bad, the problem is that he doesn't have so many gas points to consume!

Therefore, it is necessary to listen to the explanation of this big man!

Seeing Wang Hao's sincere attitude, Chu nodded with satisfaction, picked up a jar of good wine, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and then said in a deep voice.

"In fact, there are only two levels of martial arts cultivation, one is cultivation control and the other is perfection. Now the first three realms in the mainstream can be summarized as practice control.

As the name suggests, this stage is to gradually deepen the degree of control over the martial arts you cultivate. For example, entering the house is to control 10% of the essence, mastery is to control 60% of the essence, and perfection is to control 90% of the essence. "

"That's the essence of controlling the last success? Oh! "

Wang Hao said thoughtfully, but as soon as the voice fell, Chu Lao patted him on the forehead with a runner sword again.

"The last essence belongs to the founder of martial arts. It is unique. Outsiders can't control it at all. I really don't know how your boy broke through to the realm of perfection!"

He glared at Wang Hao angrily. Boss Chu had a posture of hating iron but not steel.

"Master Chu, please calm down. Younger generation, I just came here after a breakthrough. I haven't had time to understand the mystery inside!"

Wang Hao quickly picked up the wine jar and poured a glass of wine for him again. He smiled and said.

"Hum! In the future, you will understand your state of mind more! "

With a cold hum, old Chu sipped the wine and continued to explain: "a martial arts involves all aspects, including personal physique, behavior habits and environment. The most important thing is the influence of his own personality.

The more similar the latecomers are to the pioneers of martial arts, the more they will fit in with this kind of martial arts. On the contrary, the greater the gap, the smaller the fit with martial arts. They will get twice the result with half the effort, and even get stuck at a certain stage. "

Speaking of this, old Chu looked at Wang Hao and said strangely, "you're lucky to get the favor of the eighth generation of the old guy who seeks defeat alone. He created a foundation building sword for you."

"Old Chu, you see!"

Wang Hao scratched his head. He didn't expect that old Chu's eyes would be so fierce. He directly saw that his ten bloody battles were deduced for him.

At the same time, he was curious about the so-called eighth generation, which was the first time he heard.

However, it can be understood that, after all, the era of seeking defeat alone has been hundreds of years away from now.

The other party is not an immortal, so it is impossible to survive until now. Therefore, seeking defeat alone should be a name handed down from generation to generation. The master of Dongfang Baina Niu is the eighth generation.

"If you can create a perfect foundation building sword technique for others, you must be a great master of kendo. There are only a few great masters of Kendo in the whole world.

When I was young, I also fought with the guy who wanted to lose alone. When you first came to the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion, I saw the taste of the old guy. "

Speaking of this, old Chu sighed and said, "it's a pity that you also succeed here and lose here. The state of seeking defeat alone is too high. Even if you try to converge, it also leaves a strong influence in the ten styles of bloody battle. Although it makes you practice quickly in the early stage, it increases the difficulty of breaking through the realm.

I originally thought that even with the blessing of a powerful sword, you would have to take at least three years to break through. Who thought your boy could be such a monster? I'll break through it today. "

Old Chu didn't know how to evaluate this, which was the first time he looked away in his life.

What a surprise!

"Chu laomu praised it!"

He smiled shyly. Wang Hao said he was very modest.

"Hypocritical!"

Chu always turned a blind eye to Wang Hao's affectation, and then continued to explain: "it's not difficult to cultivate a martial art to the highest level. You just need to practice hard, but it's difficult to jump out of the original martial arts cage and reach the state of perfection.

Perseverance, talent and opportunity are indispensable!

As long as you reach the state of ecstasy, you will completely erase the influence brand left by the original founders of martial arts, and instead put on your own brand. From then on, this martial arts really belongs to you.

Now you are just getting rid of the shackles of the original sword technique. According to the characteristics of the ten types of bloody battle, you need to go through a fierce bloody battle before you can put your own brand on the sword technique... "