It took less than two breaths from Tang Mang to stand on the boulder under the waterfall. Mu Qingyu came back to her senses and was secretly shocked: "It has only been so long, but this guy's ability to tread water without a trace is actually no better than
I'm weak!"
Tang Mang didn't know what Mu Qingyu was thinking. If he knew, he would probably only smile bitterly.
It's not that his Water-Treading Wuhen is really powerful, after all, he has not practiced Water-Treading Wuhen at all during this period, and has not even comprehended it.
The reason why he can tread water without sinking is simply because of his strong body.
Moreover, after Tang Mang practiced Fudo Mingwang Fist, not only did his physical body become much more powerful, he also had stronger control over his physical body.
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Ignoring Mu Qingyu, who was watching by the lake, Tang Mang looked up and saw huge water pouring down, constantly hitting him.
Wave after wave of extremely strong impact force came. An ordinary person would probably be unable to stand firmly, but Tang Mang was different. His body was strong, his feet were as if they were rooted, and he was as stable as a rock.
"This body is comparable to a monster beast."
Mu Qingyu was shocked. She thought that Tang Mang wouldn't be able to hold on for long on the boulder. After all, the waterfall kept pouring down, and the power was like a galloping horse. It was not something that a physical warrior could compete with.
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On the boulder, Tang Mang tried out that the power of the waterfall had little impact on him, so he didn't pay too much attention to it, but quickly waved the fine iron sword in his hand.
Swish, swish, swish!
The power exploded in full force, fast, cruel and accurate. Under Mu Qingyu's shocked gaze, Tang Mang's whole body seemed to be enveloped by the shadow of a sword, and it was difficult for the water flow to pass through the shadow of the sword.
"This guy is indeed a monster. He has even practiced basic swordsmanship to a minor level!"
The more Mu Qingyu watched, the more shocked he became.
In her eyes, Tang Mang's sword swing speed completely exceeded the limit of his physical strength.
Even if the water flow continued to wash down, it was difficult for any water flow to penetrate the sword shadow around Tang Mang's body. Mu Qingyu was amazed!
"No, it's not fast enough or accurate enough."
No matter how shocked Mu Qingyu was, Tang Mang just kept dancing his sword, preventing the water from passing through the sword light around him.
A master of basic swordsmanship, capable of being airtight.
As for water, in large quantities, it is similar to wind. Tang Mang's swordsmanship only needs to be airtight to prevent water from touching his body. However, this is obviously not an easy task.
It was indeed the case. In Mu Qingyu's eyes, it seemed that no water could penetrate the sword shadow around Tang Mang's body.
In fact, it was not the case. Only Tang Mang himself knew that it was not that the water flow failed to penetrate the sword shadow around him, but that the water flow penetrated the sword shadow and exploded into mist, which was difficult to see with the naked eye.
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Continuously swinging his sword, the speed became faster and faster. Tang Mang was like a tireless madman. All his sword moves were based on basic swordsmanship moves. He did not aim to completely avoid water, after all, this could not be achieved in a short time.
He just hopes to block the impact of the water flow as much as possible, use the water flow to hone his sword skills, and master the basic sword skills as soon as possible.
Seeing that Tang Mang was focusing on practicing his sword and had no intention of stopping to rest, Mu Qingyu lightly spat out a martial arts idiot, then ignored Tang Mang and rushed out, walking across the lake, practicing without leaving a trace on the water.
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To achieve a small success without leaving a trace when treading on water, you need to be able to tread on water without sinking. To achieve a great success, you must not only tread on water without sinking, but also not make any ripples appear on the lake surface when you step on the water.
This is also an extremely difficult thing to do. After all, people have weight. If you can tread water without making ripples, it means that the whole person has no weight at all.
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The two of them practiced their own thing, and it was noon before they knew it.
At this time, Mu Qingyu stopped practicing. Seeing Tang Mang still practicing his sword under the waterfall, he couldn't help shouting: "Tang Mang, aren't you going to eat?"
Tang Mang responded while practicing his sword: "You go and eat first, I will practice for a while before going back."
Mu Qingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she could only leave alone.
After Mu Qingyu left, Yan Luo's strange smile reached Tang Mang's ears: "You brat, that girl is quite beautiful, and she should be interested in you. Why don't you just accept her."
"I already have a sweetheart." Tang Mang said calmly.
"Oh, you are referring to the little girl named Situ Xin. Well, that little girl is indeed pretty good. Not only is she good-looking, she is also very talented. She is worthy of you."
The Way of Yama.
Tang Mang shook his head and said, "It's too early to say this now. Who knows what others think."
"Don't worry, that girl should also like you. When you succeed in cultivation, just wait for the beauty to come home."
Yama said, and laughed strangely: "Hey, I think back then, Yama, there were so many beauties around me, how envious I was of others!"
"So what if there are more beauties?" Tang Mang asked back.
Yama was silent for a long time, and then said: "You are right, no matter how many beauties there are, it doesn't matter. In the long river of time, they will become pink and withered bones in the end."
After finishing speaking, he sighed and said: "Millions of years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the ordinary things in the world are like clouds and smoke. Who in the world can survive? I dare to ask the sky, where is the peak of martial arts?"
“What a poem!”
Tang Mang praised out loud.
Yama put away his sorrow and said with a proud smile: "Of course, I, Yama, was able to win among the beauties in the world. In addition to my strong strength, I also relied on this mouth."
Tang Mang was secretly amused, but couldn't help but said: "The pinnacle of martial arts? Doesn't it mean becoming a god?"
"Do you believe there is really a god in this world?" Yama asked without answering.
"Do not believe."
Tang Mang shook his head and said: "God is nothing more than a being who is powerful enough to a certain extent and is deified by everyone."
"You have some knowledge."
Yama praised him and said slowly: "I don't know if there are gods in the world, but in my time, there were some existences comparable to gods."
"An existence comparable to gods!" Tang Mang was shocked.
Yama smiled and said: "I'm not fooling you. In my time, there were many existences that were comparable to gods, such as the Great Buddha of Buddhism, the Tathagata Buddha, the great demon emperors of the Demon Sect, and the demon clan and demon gods. In short, there was no such thing as
"Young master, these people have great supernatural powers that can change their fate."
After hearing this, Tang Mang suddenly asked: "These people are so powerful, are they dead now?"
"Don't ask me, I don't know either."
Yama shook his head and then said: "Although these people are strong, they cannot live forever, but it is not difficult to live for hundreds of thousands of years. Besides, if they fall into self-slumber, they can keep their bodies and souls immortal."
"So terrible!"
Tang Mang was shocked.
"Okay, don't ask too many questions. If you ask too many questions, I'm afraid you will be hit."
After Yan Luo finished speaking, he changed the subject and said, "Boy, your swordsmanship is pretty good now, but if you want to be immune to water, you must practice your strength like silk."
"Exercise strength like silk?" Tang Mang was confused.
Yan Luo smiled and said: "Practice your strength like silk. This is absolute control of your strength."
After finishing speaking, he paused and continued: "You know the Wanxiang Realm, right? When you reach that realm, you need to control your vitality. How to control it, you must first refine your strength like silk. Only in this way can you change the shape of your vitality at will.
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"I see."
Tang Mang was stunned, then frowned and said: "I am only in the physical state now, can I practice my strength like silk?"