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

After making the decision, Lu Ming selected the battle tactics on the tablet.

Soon, the training method of the battle tactics appeared on the screen.

""Mom, I'm going back to my room to practice first."

Holding the tablet, Lu Ming immediately ran back to his room.

"This child……"

Liu Yun looked at Lu Ming's back and shook her head.

For some reason, she always felt that her son had changed since Lu Ming became a warrior.

As for what had changed, she couldn't tell now. In a military secret place, a desolate basin.

Lu Yue sat cross-legged in the center.

In front of him, a long sword was stuck in the ground.

The sword that was not buried in the ground could be seen engraved with strange inscriptions, the meaning of which was unknown.

Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated, waking Lu Yue from his meditation.

He glanced at the phone and then shook his head.

"This kid actually chose the battle tactics."

"Never mind. Let him be."

"Cang Xuan, it seems that my kid has no chance with you."

Looking at the long sword in front of him, Lu Yue couldn't help but laugh.

Strangely, the long sword in front of him seemed to understand his words, trembled a little, and made a clanging sword sound.

As if responding to Lu Yue's words.

In the room, Lu Ming had already begun to try to practice the battle tactics.

In order to facilitate his daily practice, when the villa was built, Lu Yue also specially built a huge practice room in his room.

The various facilities in it are even more complete than those in Zhang's martial arts hall.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged on the futon and practiced the battle tactics.

With the fate of [Martial Arts God], Lu Ming made rapid progress in both martial arts and cultivation. After one night, he successfully practiced the complex battle tactics.

A strange force emerged from his body and rushed to his skin all over his body to temper it.

This is the beginning of skin refining. Performance.

There are still six days left for the assessment, and the opponents he faces are all at the skin refining and bone refining realms.

Lu Ming knew that time was precious, so he did not slack off at all.

For six consecutive days, except for eating, he stayed in the training room.

Even the time for sleeping was reduced by him.

After all, when a warrior is practicing, he will enter a state of light sleep, which can be regarded as a rest.

Six days of diligent practice also brought great benefits to Lu Ming.

On the seventh day, early in the morning.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged in the training room and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining.

If you look closely, you can find that his skin is emitting a layer of faint glow.

This is a manifestation of perfect skin refining.

Lu Ming reached out and touched his skin. Compared with before, his skin is now smoother and more delicate.

But in the smoothness and delicacy, he can also feel that his skin is becoming tougher.

"It must be [Martial Arts Divine]."

Looking at his fair skin, Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh.

In the skin refining realm, no matter what level of skills, it takes at least more than a month to practice to perfection.

But he only took six days.

Without even thinking about it, Lu Ming could guess that it must be the [Martial Arts Divine] fate that was playing a role.

"It should be a big surprise for those geniuses."

Lu Ming's progress in cultivation shocked even himself, which greatly boosted his confidence.

He couldn't wait to see what expressions those geniuses would have when they were defeated by him.

A surge of fighting spirit ignited in his heart.

Crackling.

Strange bone noises came from his body.

At the same time, on the second floor of Zhang's Martial Arts Hall

"Seven days have passed"

"All examinees, please go downstairs and participate in the preliminary examination."

A man dressed in Zhang's martial arts uniform shouted.

On the second floor, the doors of several training rooms were opened, and students walked out, their eyes eager to try.

In order to practice the Thunder Fist well, they stayed in the training room for seven days except for eating, drinking, and defecating.

After all, this is the first test of the Southern Trial.

If you can pass this preliminary test, you can't say that you will be admitted to the three major universities, but there will definitely be a lot of benefits.

After a long time, a tall boy walked out of the training room on the second floor.

He had a rebellious look in his eyes. It was Jiang Yuanlong.

"In seven days, I practiced the Thunder Fist to seven sounds."

"The bones in my body have now been tempered by more than half."

"Whether it is martial arts realm or cultivation, I am the best."

"This time, I have the advantage!"

Jiang Yuanlong walked steadily, preparing to go downstairs, with an indescribable confidence in his eyes.

"In terms of personal strength, no matter who we are, we are no match for Jiang Yuanlong."

"Are you willing to let him get the chance to go to the training camp?"

Lu Ming just walked into the crowd when he heard Ye Jie discussing something with others.

"Listen to me, when the assessment begins, we must gather our firepower and eliminate Jiang Yuanlong."

"After we eliminate him, we will decide the final winner."

"Otherwise, we would not be his opponent at all."

After Ye Jie's encouragement, the other geniuses also showed some interest.

Lu Ming did not continue to pay attention.

Playing tricks, little trick.

Using real strength to beat the opponent to pieces is the real truth.

Under the influence of [Martial Arts God] fate, Lu Ming's current way of thinking is pure and direct.

"time up"

"Now we are going to the assessment."

The man looked at the time and did not wait any longer.

Lu Ming looked around. At this time, there were only sixteen people participating in the assessment.

Compared with the first day, there were eight fewer.

At the same time, Bai Zhiqiang, who came to watch the game, also found Lu Ming in the crowd.

Didn't he give up?

Bai Zhiqiang was puzzled, but the assessment had already begun, and he could not interrupt it.

He could only watch the man walk to the front and lead the sixteen students to a huge iron cage.

The entire iron cage was made of steel, airtight, and about the size of a basketball court.

After bringing everyone to the iron cage door, the man turned around and looked at them.

"Is there anyone who wants to withdraw from the assessment?"

No one responded.

Seeing this, the man said nothing more and pointed to the iron cage.

"Wait, go in one by one."

"After I close the door, the assessment officially begins"

"After the beginning, only one person can walk out of this door"

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Everyone nodded.

Then, the man opened the door of the iron cage and let them in one by one.

After entering the iron cage, the atmosphere was oppressive and solemn.

Everyone clenched their fists and was extremely vigilant, because they could not see who would attack them in the next second.

There were only two exceptions.

One was Jiang Yuanlong, and the other was Lu Ming.

The former's eyes were full of confidence.

The latter's eyes were full of extreme fighting spirit.

Ten Thunder Fists, perfect skin refining realm.

Lu Ming knew that he was very strong now.

But he wanted to know how strong he was.

Geniuses of the same generation are undoubtedly good test subjects.