Gao Wu: Infinite destiny, start with martial arts mastery!

Chapter 5

Zhang's martial arts hall, first floor quiet room.

All the principals gathered here, talking happily.

Among them, Lin Cheng, the principal of Jiangcheng No. 2 Middle School, was surrounded by all the principals.

This was because Jiang Yuanlong, who was most likely to pass the preliminary examination, was a student of their No. 2 Middle School.

"Under the leadership of Lin Xiao, No.2 Middle School is becoming more and more brilliant."

"It is all because of Principal Lin's guidance that No. 2 Middle School is what it is today."

Many principals surrounded Lin Cheng, flattering him, attracting many people to agree.

Only Bai Zhiqiang looked lonely and out of tune with the crowd.

A few years ago, No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School were competitors of equal strength.

But in recent years, No. 1 Middle School has not produced any decent students.

Even Lu Ming is the only warrior who has graduated from No. 1 Middle School in the past three years.

However, No. 2 Middle School has been rising rapidly and becoming more and more glorious. This year, it even produced Jiang Yuanlong.

With such a gap, how can Bai Zhiqiang feel good?

"Principal Bai, the students from your No. 1 Middle School have already left the martial arts school."

"Maybe he feels the gap and has psychological problems. Remember to take care of him when you go back."

The principal who came back from the toilet kindly reminded Bai Zhiqiang.

Before Bai Zhiqiang could answer, several voices rang out.

"It seems that the sun is setting on the decline of No.1 Middle School."

"Not only is he inferior in skills, but he is also a deserter. Tsk tsk tsk."

Listening to these voices, Bai Zhiqiang couldn't help but clench his fists.

These people all knew that No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School were mortal enemies.

Seeing this, they deliberately mocked Bai Zhiqiang to please Lin Cheng.

"Principal Bai, our No. 2 Middle School is always open to you. You from No. 1 Middle School can come to us to learn some advanced experience."

Lin Cheng called Principal Bai all the time, but his words were full of disdain.

"No matter what happens in No. 1 Middle School, it is not your turn to manage it."

Bai Zhiqiang snorted coldly, and no longer cared about them. He immediately slammed the door and left.

The old principal who reminded Bai School did not expect that his kindness would actually do a bad thing.

Lu Ming was naturally unaware of the turmoil in the martial arts hall.

At this time, he had returned home, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Where can I learn the exercises?"

"Ming'er."

Liu Yun called out several times before Lu Ming came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking about?"

Liu Yun scolded, and then handed over a tablet.

"These are some exercises your father picked for you. Take a look and see if there is anything you like."

""Kung Fu?"

Lu Ming was extremely surprised when he heard Liu Yun's words.

He was still racking his brains over where to find a Kung Fu, but it was delivered to him.

This was too thoughtful.

""Mom, Dad helping me find a technique, isn't that against military rules?"

Lu Ming asked cautiously before opening the tablet.

The technique was important, but he didn't want to harm his dad.

"How could your father do such a thing? Don't think too much and just practice with peace of mind."

Seeing Lu Ming being so cautious, Liu Yun was relieved and amused.

After confirming it, Lu Ming opened the tablet with confidence. The first thing he saw was the message left by his father.

"Ming'er"

"Here are some exercises I have selected for you."

"You can only choose one of them, and the system will automatically unlock it after you select it."

"This is a secret and cannot be disclosed or passed on to others."

The information left by my father was all commonplace.

After Lu Ming finished reading it and turned to the next page, his eyes widened.

"The Immortal Star Technique, a second-grade technique"

"Dragon Yuan Gong, second-grade technique"

"Taichu Zhenjing, first-class skills"

"Cangxuan Sword Technique, Super Grade Kung Fu"

"Wuji Sword Canon, second-grade technique"

"……"

Lu Ming was shocked by the dazzling array of skills.

How many are there?!

What shocked him even more was the grade of these skills.

He looked for a long time, and there was not a single skill that was lower than the second grade.

Not to mention the super-grade skill Cang Xuan Sword Art.

You know, the grade of skills is the same as martial arts.

From the first grade to the ninth grade, from high to low.

In other words, the skills that Lu Yue found for Lu Ming are almost all the top-notch.

As a sixth-grade Huajin warrior, Zhang Yongkang only taught Lu Ming and others the eighth-grade martial arts.

Compared with Lu Yue's list of cultivation skills that are no less than the second grade, it is simply a dwarf compared to a giant.

You know, martial arts are not like skills.

Skills accompany a warrior throughout his life. The same grade of skills are many times more valuable than the same grade of martial arts.

"It seems that my father's position in the military is not simple."

No matter what force it is, it is definitely extraordinary to be able to obtain these top-notch skills.

This also made Lu Ming have a new understanding of his father.

But now is not the time to care about this matter.

He withdrew his thoughts and continued to browse the list of skills.

Soon, a skill caught his attention.

""Battle tactics, no-grade technique."

Among all the first-grade and second-grade techniques, this no-grade technique stood out so much that Lu Ming noticed it instantly and became interested in it.

"There is actually such a magical technique."

After browsing the information of the battle tactics, Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh.

The reason why this technique has no grade is because the grade of this technique is related to the practitioner.

The method of practicing the battle tactics is very strange.

It cultivates the will to fight.

The stronger the practitioner's condensed will to fight, the higher the grade of the battle tactics, and the stronger the power it can exert.

But once the practitioner's will to fight is broken, this technique will be useless.

In short, this is a technique with a very high upper limit and a very low lower limit.

No wonder even if it has no grade, it is still included in Lu Yue's list.

"It's really too hard to decide."

After reading the summary of all the techniques, Lu Ming began to have a headache.

In fact, his favorite technique was the super-grade technique, Cangxuan Sword Technique.

It was of the highest grade and had the greatest power when cultivated, which was very consistent with his goal of reaching the pinnacle of martial arts.

But the other techniques had their own advantages.

For a moment, he was a little difficult to decide.

At this moment, a strange wave suddenly emerged from Lu Ming's subconscious.

This was the instruction of the [Martial Arts God] fate.

It had been two days since the fate appeared, and this was the first time Lu Ming had seen this situation.

Sensing this instruction, Lu Ming's expression immediately became strange.

【The instruction of the [Martial Arts to God] fate was to let him practice the battle tactics.

To be honest, Lu Ming also considered this technique at the beginning.

But the uncertainty of this technique is too strong.

If the fighting spirit is really broken, then practicing this technique is equivalent to practicing in vain.

This is also the reason why Lu Ming gave up it.

But since the [Martial Arts to God] fate has such an instruction, he can't help but think about it again.