Training camp, office

""Seven days, isn't it too tight?"

Lin Qianhe frowned and talked to Zhu Ting.

Both of them had practiced fifth-grade martial arts and knew how difficult it was.

Even if one was gifted, it was not easy to master a martial art in seven days.

Zhu Ting shook her head.

"That's all the time we've been given."

"After the training camp, it will be the Southern Trial, and we don't have any other time."

"Everything depends on Lu Ming's luck."

Lin Qianhe wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

He clenched his fists, looked up at the sky, and finally sighed.

The next day, Ding Wenyao arrived at the training ground for practicing Ten Directions Thunder early in the morning.

She had already started practicing at dawn.

In the open space, she tried Ten Directions Thunder again and again, and she was not discouraged even if she failed countless times.

Her eyes were firm and her gaze was burning.

In the camp entrance assessment, she had already lost to Lu Ming once.

This time, she would not lose again.

She was determined to get the bottle of Ten Thousand Beasts Essence Blood.

Lu Ming's performance score was as high as 1,000.

In order to win the Ten Thousand Beasts Essence Blood, Ding Wenyao set a terrifying goal for herself.

She had to practice two martial arts to perfection, and then Practice a martial art to perfection.

Only in this way can she win against Lu Ming and obtain the essence of ten thousand beasts.

Even though this goal sounds a little far-fetched.

But Ding Wenyao herself has practiced body skills and swordsmanship, and her realm is not low.

Within fourteen days, practice another body skill and a swordsmanship to perfection.

Even if it is a fifth-grade martial art, Ding Wenyao believes that as long as she tries hard, she can still beat Lu Ming.

Thinking of this, she practiced harder and harder, and finally figured out the way of Ten Directions Thunder.

In a flash, four days passed.

Lin Qianhe and Zhu Ting finally found something wrong.

Since the first day back to the dormitory, Lu Ming has stayed in the dormitory for four days and has never gone out once.

"Did this kid think that he had broken through the Qi Refining Realm and had 1,000 performance points, so he started to play badly?"

Listening to Lin Qianhe's guess, Zhu Ting also frowned.

The 1,000 performance points were originally awarded by her on her own initiative to motivate Lu Ming.

Because she and Lin Qianhe didn't think that anyone could pass the camp entrance examination at the beginning.

Not to mention that they achieved such an amazing result.

Now this result made her quite confused.

"Lu Ming, what are you doing?"

Dormitory, training room.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The heavy sound kept echoing in the training room, powerful and rhythmic.

That was the sound of Lu Ming's heartbeat.

He was shirtless, sitting cross-legged in the training room, with a terrifying pressure all over his body, like an ancient fierce beast. What he is practicing now is the body-refining martial arts, Longyuan Prajna Gong.

As he mastered this martial art, his muscles suddenly swelled, and his muscles bulged, showing amazing strength.

His veins bulged all over his body, like a wandering little snake, which was extremely terrifying.

Even Lu Ming's figure was a little taller. His original height of 1.85 meters was already very intimidating, and now it has skyrocketed to two meters.

He just stood there, and there was a palpitating wave, as if the overlord was in the world.

"It's really a powerful force."

Lu Ming clenched his fists, feeling the surging power all over his body, and couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, even if he didn't use his spiritual energy, he dared to fight against the beasts of the same realm with just this flesh.

The power of Long Yuan Prajna Gong was beyond his imagination.

"The feeling of mastering power is really too good."

Lu Ming gathered his body and returned to his normal shape.

Recalling the gains of the past four days, he was happy.

In the past four days, he has become much stronger.

The difficulty of practicing the fifth-grade martial arts is still there.

Originally, he needed half a day to practice a seventh-grade martial art.

Now, he needs a day to practice a fifth-grade martial art.

So in four days without going out, Lu Ming has already completed the practice of the four martial arts he planned.

Thunder Flame Spear and Bajiquan as the main means of attack.

The body movement of Ten Directions Thunder Movement to make up for the agility shortcoming, and the Dragon Yuan Prajna Merit to strengthen the body.

"Now that the training is complete, it is time to reap the rewards."

"It's time to go to the dungeon."

Lu Ming didn't forget the requirements of the trial mission.

He had to go to the corresponding training ground and get the affirmation of the corresponding instructor to pass the trial and get performance points.

He opened the door of the dormitory and stepped out of the dormitory for the first time in four days.

In the office.

Lin Qianhe and Zhu Ting were still discussing who would go to Lu Ming's dormitory to see what was going on with him, when the surveillance camera suddenly beeped.

"This kid finally went out."

Lin Qianhe sighed, and he set Lu Ming as a special attention.

Once he went out, the machine would recognize his face and send a reminder.

"Where is he going?"

Hearing Lu Ming leaving, Zhu Ting also came over and paid attention to his movements.

"Judging from the direction, it seems to be going to the Bajiquan training ground"

"Bajiquan?"

Zhu Ting frowned when she heard Lin Qianhe's answer.

In her impression, Lu Ming seemed to play with guns.

At this time, in the Bajiquan training field, the students who chose this martial art were standing in front of the black stone piles, punching at the stone piles.

An old Taoist in a short robe was patrolling around, instructing their movements.

"Bajiquan, a short-distance boxing style, emphasizes close combat invincibility"

"To be invincible, you must first exert your strength"

"If you don't punch with energy, it means you haven't even started yet. If you're still hitting people, just wait to be hit!"

The students around listened to the old Taoist's explanation and worked harder.

They punched the stone piles again and again, and they didn't stop even if their knuckles were bloody.

They basically spent these days like this and were used to it.

While they were practicing seriously, a footstep suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall young man approaching them.

He carried a red tasseled spear on his back, and his temperament was extraordinary and handsome, making people envious.

"Isn't this Lu Ming? Why is he here?"

Soon someone recognized Lu Ming's identity.

After all, he had achieved amazing results on the first day of the camp assessment and received 1,000 performance points, ranking first so far.

It's really hard to make people forget him.

"Young man, what are you doing here?"

Although the old Taoist didn't know Lu Ming, he could sense his aura.

Eighth-grade Qi Refining.

At Lu Ming's age, such a level of cultivation was already amazing.

His tone was not as harsh as usual, but much more relaxed, which stunned several students beside him.

You don't usually talk like this!

"Taoist priest, I am here to test Bajiquan."

The old Taoist priest was stunned when he heard Lu Ming's words.

Even the students beside him were slightly stunned.

Carrying a red tasseled spear taller than a person, you said you want to test Bajiquan?

Are you kidding me!

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