As soon as Tang Mang came to Shi Yu and Li Huayun, a thunder struck across the sky, strong winds rose between the sky and the earth, and dark clouds gathered above their heads.
Soon, heavy rain fell from the sky, and many outer disciples had no place to hide. They immediately became drowned rats. They screamed strangely and ran around, quickly looking for umbrellas.
Just as the heavy rain came, He Changkong, Yi Yun and others were on the high platform. They were circulating their vitality, and various colorful light curtains instantly appeared on their bodies. When the raindrops hit the light curtain, they automatically bounced away. Many outer disciples watched.
Very surprised.
The rainstorm was so heavy that Li Huayun, Shi Yu and others quickly found umbrellas to hold them up.
Tang Mang didn't find an umbrella. Even when Tang Lin gave him an umbrella just now, he just held it in his hand without holding it up.
He just stood alone in the rain, still being washed away by the rain.
Tang Mang didn't care that he was soaked all over. He frowned and lowered his head, looking at the ground in a daze.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
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Big drops of rain splashed to the ground, making a clear and continuous sound.
Tang Mang just watched like this, as if he was possessed by a demon. His thoughts were racing in his mind, and he was constantly deducing and trying to figure out how to integrate the power of shock into basic swordsmanship.
Due to heavy rain, the competition was temporarily suspended.
Yi Yun asked everyone to wait where they were. If the rain continued for a long time, the competition would be postponed to tomorrow.
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Time passed by minute by second. Except for He Changkong, Yi Yun and others, everyone present held up umbrellas. Some people even sneaked away to have a meal in the dining hall.
After all, the competition has continued until now, and many people are already hungry.
Tang Mang acted as if there was no one around, ignored the situation outside, and just racked his brains to think.
On the high platform, an outer sect elder looked at Tang Mang, a little puzzled, and frowned: "What's wrong with this little guy? Why is he standing in the rain in a daze."
Yi Yun shook his head and said, "He's not in a daze, he's probably trying to comprehend something!"
"Well, I am indeed comprehending something."
He Changkong smiled and nodded.
"Tsk, tsk, at such a young age, I know how to understand the mysteries of martial arts. My life at this age has been in vain."
"Alas, this boy's talent is too strong. Compared with him, we are really ashamed!"
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Several outer sect elders were overwhelmed with emotion.
He Changkong said solemnly: "Talent is often innate. We cannot force this thing."
After saying that, Tang Mang's eyes widened and his eyes sparkled. He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Haha, this little guy seems to have succeeded."
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Tang Mang did have a clue. He looked at the continuous dripping of rainwater on the ground and said to himself: "Drips of water penetrate the stone! Drops of water penetrate the stone! The power of one drop of water is very small, but two drops of water, three drops of water, thousands of drops of water continue to impact, and in the end it can
Penetrating stone, isn't this equivalent to the power of shock?"
The more Tang Mang thought about it, the clearer his mind became, and he said excitedly: "The powerful lethality of the Raging Wave Fist is because the punch is like a wave, and it surges incessantly, and if you want to produce concussive power, you need to tremble. The stronger the tremor, the greater the concussive power."
The stronger."
"Yes, the Raging Wave Fist can produce super destructive power just because it vibrates violently in an instant. And if the sword in my hand vibrates violently, it will naturally have the same effect!"
When Tang Mang thought of this, he was so excited that he trembled all over. Without thinking, he kept the umbrella in his hand on the ground, then gathered a little strength in his right hand, used his palm instead of the sword, and slashed it out horizontally.
With a palm cut out, Tang Mang's palm shook slightly at first, and then for a thousandth of an instant, the shaking frequency intensified, creating a strange force.
This power is really a shock force, and this shock force also has a sharp edge.
boom!
Tang Mang didn't even think about it. His seemingly ordinary palm moved through the void with violent concussion, and the countless rainwater in front of him suddenly exploded into a large cloud of mist.
"Haha, it's done, I am indeed a genius!"
With one palm, Tang Mang only used 10% of his strength, but it produced unexpected power. He couldn't help but laugh loudly, causing many outer disciples around him to look at him and sneer at him.
Many people just thought that Tang Mang was going crazy because of a brain cramp, but few knew that he had already glimpsed the secret of shock and integrated the power of shock into basic swordsmanship.
However, Li Huayun is an exception.
Seeing Tang Mang swing out his palm casually, seemingly without using much force, but a large amount of rain in front of him suddenly exploded into mist, Li Huayun's face changed slightly, and he was secretly shocked: "What a terrible attack, what did this guy understand?
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He had a very poisonous eye. Seeing that Tang Mang's casual palm was so powerful, he understood that Tang Mang might have understood something. While he was frightened, he also looked forward to competing with Tang Mang in the ring.
On the high platform, He Changkong was also a little surprised, thinking: "That should be the power of shock. This guy can actually integrate the power of shock into basic swordsmanship. This talent is really amazing."
After saying that, with a smile on his face, he secretly said: "Ancestor, you have found a good successor. I hope he can understand the meaning of the sword in one fell swoop in the future and carry forward our Qingyun Sect."
In fact, after Tang Mang passed the final trial in the fantasy world, He Changkong knew that Tang Mang had obtained Shen Qingyun's kendo inheritance, and he had a vague idea in his mind that when Tang Mang grew up, he would pass on the position of headmaster of Qingyun Sect to Tang Mang.
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Tang Mang didn't know what He Changkong was thinking. If he knew, he would probably lose his front teeth in shock.
It was true that he wanted to be a strong man, but he never thought about being the leader of a faction.
Moreover, even if Tang Mang knew it, he would refuse it.
It's not that Tang Mang looks down on the Qingyun Sect, it's just that in his opinion, the strong can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and can go wherever they want, free and unfettered by anything.
However, it is different if you become the leader of a sect. You have to work hard every day on the affairs of the sect, both mentally and physically.
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Regardless of what others thought of him, Tang Mang kept waving his palms, cutting, chopping, stabbing or teasing, all using basic swordsmanship.
In every move, he didn't use much power, but tried his best to incorporate the power of shock.
The power of vibration, to put it simply, vibrates at an extremely high frequency in a very short period of time, bringing a continuous force.
When the force of shock reaches a certain level, water can penetrate stone, and even space will be shaken, producing unimaginable destructive power.
On the Longyuan Continent, there is actually no shortage of geniuses who understand the secrets of shock.
However, there are only a few people who can understand the secret of shock in the physical state, and even integrate the power of shock into basic swordsmanship.
On the other hand, Tang Mang integrated the power of shock into basic swordsmanship, and his amazing comprehension was on the one hand.
On the other hand, he swallowed a lot of Blood Yuan Fruit, and his physical fitness was greatly improved. This allowed him to tremble violently in a very short period of time, thus producing a powerful concussive force.