"Martial arts first emphasize the meaning and then the form. If you want to create new moves, you can only start from the artistic conception."
Yang Ji looked at the drawings on the table.
From left to right, there are exactly eight moves of Ba Xia Futian Fist. In terms of creating new moves, Yang Ji has already mastered them and has a lot of experience.
Martial arts creation cannot be created out of nothing, new things must be derived from existing things. This is true for Yang Ji's "Immortal Changing Shadow" and "Immortal Rainbow Penetrating the Sun".
Although Zhao Hua's "Baxia Futian Fist" is powerful, the complexity of the moves is not as powerful as that of Kendo. The biggest difference between the moves is the artistic conception, which is the foundation of martial arts.
"Ba Xia is a strange species among dragons and is born with divine power. Unfortunately, its divine power is not used for fighting and fighting. Instead, it is used for carrying the heaven and earth on its back and carrying the mountains."
Yang Ji looked at the majestic pieces of dragon and turtle manuscript paper on the table, and his mind was spinning with thoughts. In the myth, Ba Xia shouldered the heavy responsibility of carrying the world, which was a huge self-inflicted sacrifice.
If Ba Xia could be liberated from this pressure of heaven and earth, what would it be like if other mythical beasts participated in the Battle of Beasts?
With its powerful power, few ferocious beasts from the wild can resist it, right?
Yang Ji looked at the eight pictures on the table, and countless pictures flashed through his mind like echoes. After a moment, Yang Ji picked up the langhao pen on the pen table, pulled out a piece of white paper, and started drawing on it again.
"Dong dong dong!"
I don’t know how long it took, but a banging sound came from outside:
"Senior Brother Yang, it's almost time. Let's leave quickly."
It’s Ouyang Zushi’s voice!
Yang Ji came to his senses, put down his pen, and hung it on the pen holder. There was a gap of half a month between the registration of the martial arts examination and the official start of the martial arts examination. Today is the official start of the martial arts examination.
"Wait a minute, I'll be out right away."
Yang Ji smiled slightly, tidied up a bit, and then opened the door. As soon as he came out, a burst of noisy sound immediately poured into his ears.
In Wusheng Station, there was a huge flow of people. All the candidates came out, like thousands of streams, all flowing in one direction.
The martial arts examination had not yet begun, and Yang Ji immediately felt a strong sense of competition. The number of "Wu Xiucai" places was limited. Not surprisingly, everyone below was a competitor.
"Yang Ji, don't miss the first test today. Although we are friends, we are enemies when we get to the examination room. Don't blame us for being merciless."
Chen Zhu's smiling voice came from the side.
The disciples of the Black Sword Sect came out early. They knew that Yang Ji liked to be quiet and knew some of his rules, so they didn't disturb him.
"Haha, that's natural."
Yang Ji smiled.
"However, my junior brothers are not as powerful as you. If you meet them, you can still show mercy."
Chen Zhu chuckled.
Yang Ji laughed and shook his head.
"Let's go! I haven't seen the Martial Palace in Langya City yet. We just want to go and see it together."
Yang Ji flicked his sleeves, and together with the others, he walked noisily through the corridor, went down the stairs, and blended into the crowd.
The examination room for the martial arts examination is to the west of Langya City. A huge and majestic palace stands in the city like a black iron monster.
This palace is more than sixty feet high. Every candidate will feel a huge pressure rushing towards them when they see him. It is as if this huge and unparalleled monster is rushing towards them.
"The martial arts hall of the Xiucai Examination is actually not much different from the Tongsheng Examination. But you may not expect that this martial arts palace is all made of fine iron from the imperial court."
Chen Zhu smiled beside him.
"ah!"
Yang Ji was slightly surprised. Although he could see that this martial arts palace was different, he was far away and could not tell that this martial arts palace was actually made of fine iron.
"hehe."
Chen Zhu smiled and was not surprised by Yang Ji's surprise. Anyone who knew for the first time that this martial arts palace was made of fine iron would be very surprised.
After all, fine iron is a very precious material.
In the sect world, a fine iron long sword is the standard equipment of many sect disciples. After all the fine iron long swords are smelted in such a large fine iron hall, God knows how many fine iron long swords can be smelted.
The palace was made of fine iron. It is estimated that only the imperial court could do such a grand undertaking.
"Did you see those blast furnaces?"
Chen Zhu stretched out a finger from his sleeve and pointed to the diagonal side, the highest point above the city, where the blast furnaces were smoked black and were constantly spitting out black smoke.
"A skilled blacksmith, if you want him to build such a large fine iron palace, it would take ten lifetimes to complete. But the imperial court is different. A blast furnace like this produces fine iron ingots every day.
Blacksmiths in an entire county can't even match it."
Chen Zhu praised unabashedly:
"These things are nothing. The blast furnaces built by the imperial court in various continents and imperial capitals are truly powerful. You know the imperial court's floating battleships? Those things can't even be pierced by magic weapons. Let alone pierced.
You can’t even scratch it, it’s produced in a blast furnace.”
"ah!"
There were whispers from around them. Although they knew that these blast furnaces were extraordinary, only when they heard Chen Zhu talk about them did they realize how powerful they really were.
Floating warships were used by the imperial court to suppress all directions, project troops, and provide rapid reinforcements. They were actually built using this kind of blast furnace.
Yang Ji didn't say anything. He didn't understand these things before, and he listened with the same interest.
Chen Zhu was also in a good mood, so he jumped at this opportunity and impressed all his fellow juniors.
"In fact, there have been rumors in private that these blast furnaces are actually not products of our era, but the crystallization of a civilization that has disappeared and is left over from an ancient era."
Chen Zhu talked eloquently:
"Those civilization crystals have long since disappeared with the collapse of the era. But some of them have always drifted into the void and been passed down. This is how the imperial court's blast furnace came to be. There are rumors that there are actually more powerful things in the imperial court.
It’s just that I didn’t take it out.”
Chen Chen around him exclaimed, but Chen Zhu showed no expression and just smiled, as if these news were just sparse and normal to him.
"Okay. We're almost there, let's go."
Chen Zhu said and strode forward.
Behind him, Yang Ji frowned, thoughtfully.
"Another era?"
Yang Ji raised his head and glanced at the blast furnaces above the city, slightly surprised. Although he knew that these blast furnaces were not simple, he did not expect that they were actually related to another ancient era.
"I really can't believe that a small blast furnace has such an origin. There are so many secrets in the imperial court."
Yang Ji shook his head and followed in stride.
After a while, he arrived in front of Wu Dian.
At the top of the hall, a huge fine iron statue stands. The statue is six to seven feet tall. It holds a sword with both hands and looks down majestically. It looks extremely heavy.
As soon as Yang Ji stepped onto the square in front of the Martial Palace, he had a different feeling. It was as if the fine iron statue was alive, and its eyes were looking down at him.
Underneath the statue, Yang Ji saw a royal symbol of a golden dragon.
"This is a royal statue!"
Yang Ji thought to himself.
The golden dragon is the symbol of the royal family. The golden dragon symbol on the statue is like a symbol of the royal family.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
Amidst the loud voice, a dense crowd of candidates knelt down. In the melodious sound of bells, two rays of Yang Zhigang's blood rose into the sky. The two examiners Wang Tai and Yang Xuanlan stood in front of many elite soldiers. Under escort, I stepped onto the Wudian Gate Tower. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!