The initial explanation of the complete Shen Zhao Gong took the two of them more than two hours.
After finishing the teaching, Ding Dian turned his head and glanced outside the hall, only to see that the sky was already turning white, and dawn was approaching.
There were a few dull thunders in the distance, the gray clouds gradually lowered, and the thin rain fell like needles.
He walked slowly outside, stood under the eaves of the main hall, and sighed softly, seeming to be shocked by the aptitude and understanding shown by Zhao Qing when he was learning Shenzhao Gong.
Many martial arts principles were understood by him only after various experiences and coincidences, but Zhao Qing understood them with ease, which made him wonder whether the other party had learned this aspect long ago.
Despite this, there is a difference between understanding the content and truly comprehending and comprehending it. It cannot be fake at all, so that he feels a little envious in his heart.
"Miss Zhao, you said before that you want to compete with me in three months?"
Zhao Qing followed Ding Dian out of the hall, stood on the steps, and responded softly.
"Why wait until three months later? Today you and I can have a discussion, and it will also help you understand and digest the contents of the "Shen Zhao Jing".
Ding Dian suddenly kicked his legs together and jumped three to four feet, reaching the middle of the open space between the front hall and the main hall.
Raindrops as fine as a bead net hit his face and hands, bouncing off drop by drop, and were evaporated into mist by the hot breath of Shen Zhao Gong in mid-air.
For people with extremely high internal strength, their strength is spread all over their bodies, to the point where "flies cannot land".
However, water is the softest thing in the world and is almost unbearable. Even though Ding Dian's Divine Light Technique was working at full power to evaporate the raindrops falling on his body, his old ocher prison uniform was still gradually getting wet in the rain.
Soaked.
Zhao Qing put the bamboo stick sword in the sheath and held it lightly in his right hand.
The other sword was thrown backward by her smoothly, tracing an arc and then hitting the threshold. Then it leaned diagonally against the door frame, using just the right amount of force.
Holding the "bamboo stick" in her hand, she also jumped to the open space outside.
Since it is a sparring match, the sword does not need to be unsheathed. A sharp sword always has a slight advantage against an empty hand.
Her long hair hung down from her temples, fluttering gently in the fresh and moist breeze. Fine raindrops also fell on her body, but they were bounced away by a layer of force half an inch away from her body.
This is the ability of "the strength is divided into tens of millions and disappears into the body" after the Yin Jin is fully developed. Countless subtle forces on the body surface are constantly vibrating in the air, forming a thin film that isolates the inside and outside.
At this point, Zhao Qing seems to have surpassed Ding Dian.
Nodding to Zhao Qing, Ding Dian started his fist and took the lead to attack Zhao Qing.
He let out a clear roar, and his punches followed him like a shadow. His left fist made a loud sound and was as powerful as a running tiger. His right fist was silent and as quiet as a swimming dragon. It was the Shadowless Divine Fist.
Zhao Qing stepped forward with his stick, first drawing a semi-circle with the tip of the stick to repel Ding Dian's heavy blow from his left hand, and then met the left fist with an extremely fast thrust.
Seeing that the two sticks and fists were about to collide, Ding Dian's expression remained unchanged, his right hand had turned into a fist, and he lightly swung it under the bamboo stick, deflecting the thrust.
Taking a deep breath suddenly, he took advantage of the situation, lowered his body and approached quickly, his arms swaying, and he had already used fast punches. In an instant, it seemed as if there were dozens of arms and dozens of fists punching out at the same time.
Zhao Qing's eyes were indifferent, and he retracted his bamboo stick, waving a crisscross green shadow in front of him, blocking Ding Dian's rapid attack.
Taking advantage of the opponent's last breath, she dodges the remaining energy of the fast punch, turns her body in a graceful arc in mid-air, and stabs with the bamboo stick, leaving a trail of afterimages, which is swift and fierce, and then elegant. p>
Ding Dian took half a step back with his left foot, leaned back slightly, and faced the stick shadow with his big hands glowing with gleaming light.
This is the Ding family's grappling technique that he has mastered since he was a child. There are eighteen ways in total. Each way has as many as twenty or thirty changes, and as few as thirteen or fourteen. It is very complicated and ingenious. His proficiency level is still beyond his level.
Based on the Shadowless Divine Fist that I have practiced hard for nearly ten years.
"Wind Tail Hand", "Tiger Claw Hand", "Jade Girl Holding Needle"... Under the stimulation of his powerful inner force of Shen Zhao Gong, decayed things turned into magic in an instant, hooking, belting, locking, taking, poking, and striking.
, split, bend, every move is carried by the strong wind of chi chi, extremely powerful.
In the blink of an eye, the offensive and defensive situations of both sides have changed twice.
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The spring rain is pattering, and it looks like it will continue to rain for a long time.
In the city of Jingzhou, the streets and lanes were filled with mist and mist, making it difficult to see clearly as if they were covered with countless layers of veil.
Unknowingly, Ding Dian switched to a new martial arts. After he achieved great success in the Divine Light Skill, he could master any difficult martial arts in one go. If he continued to practice, he would soon reach the state of perfection.
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I saw him continuously exerting volley palm power, using invisible and material outward and internal force to meet Zhao Qing's bamboo stick, and slapped out with one palm, like wind and waterfall, flying sand and rocks.
If Taoist Xiao were alive and saw that Ding Dian's powerful palm power was far superior to the red sand palm that he was proud of, he would definitely be horrified and unbelievable.
Under the heavy palm force, Zhao Qing felt as if he was practicing sword practice under a waterfall, and the opponent's internal energy was rushing down like a huge amount of water.
She smiled instead of being surprised. The greater the pressure brought by Ding Dian, the more insights and gains she would gain.
When using a sword, you should block the enemy's internal force, use the force to strike, and induce the opponent's internal force to hit yourself. This is one of the principles of swordsmanship.
The swordsmanship Zhao Qing was performing at this moment was fully explaining this mystery. Countless air currents gradually compressed and condensed under the interlacing force, as if turning into thick glue, and splashed towards Ding Dian piece by piece.
Moreover, this kind of glue is actually one-way. While blocking the opponent's palm attack, it allows the large amount of sword energy she emits to spread forward.
The wind roared, and the sword energy and palm power continued to collide and spread, and the force reached several feet away.
The open space between the two palaces is not very large, and the two of them also have a tacit understanding to control the range of their moves to prevent the power from affecting the front hall and the main hall's buildings.
Zhao Qing's position holding the bamboo stick slowly moved forward a few inches, and the distance Ding Dian took action also shortened a lot.
However, under such restraint, the two had to fight in close quarters, and the fight became even more thrilling. The strong wind whipped around them, causing their exposed skin to feel faint pain.
Dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye. Ding Dian's feet gradually stayed in place and no longer moved much. He only made moves within a few feet, grabbing with one hand and changing the palm of the other. The moves were extremely dense, and his whole body was always moving.
Revealing even the slightest flaw is obviously an attempt to defend and wait for an attack.