"This thing is actually some kind of advanced martial arts?!"
In front of the Tianfeng Pavilion, Zhao Cheng carefully looked at the stone tablet in front of him. Logically speaking, the writings engraved on the stone were not so easily corrupted.
But in this world, the rate of decay of all things seems to be far beyond ordinary.
The stone tablet in front of you is not made of cheap stone. From the Tianfeng Pavilion behind it, you can see that this place is extraordinary.
The appearance of a place like this can be so cheap.
But the writing on the stone was blurred.
On the entire stele, there is only the simplest word "天", which is still barely legible, and the following two words can only have a few incoherent traces.
Zhao Cheng's attention at the moment was mostly focused on the patterns on the edge of the stone stele. The last time he passed by this place, he thought they were just decorative patterns.
Now I know that this is actually some kind of profound martial arts.
The only problem is that the martial arts is damaged more seriously than the three characters.
Not to mention Zhao Cheng, I am afraid that the person who inscribed this martial art on the stone tablet would not be able to recognize what was painted on it now.
However, the scene in front of him also confirmed Zhao Cheng's guess that the "perspective" of his body in the copy is actually far beyond that of a human body, and it can receive information from angles other than the five human senses.
That's why Zhao Cheng could "see" that some kind of profound martial arts had been recorded in it.
As for the current situation, he just wanted to say that he was surprised to see it.
As for the thing in front of me, let alone him, even if we invite the group of experts who repaired cultural relics in the Forbidden City in the previous life, there is a high probability that nothing will happen.
It seemed that after a few glances, he found nothing, Zhao Cheng did not hesitate and walked directly towards the Tianfeng Pavilion.
The wooden door had been weathered and only a shell was left. Zhao Cheng didn't use much force, and the extremely thick door was reduced to many fragments.
Judging from the layout of Tianfeng Pavilion in front of me, I think this place used to be very famous.
It's a pity that the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind.
The former mansion has now been submerged in dust. Only the outline of the past remains, but it has lost its former grandeur.
At the entrance, there is a huge stone wall partition, and the texture on the wall has been blurred.
After bypassing the stone wall, a wide courtyard came into view.
Zhao Cheng looked around and saw nothing unusual. There were no traces of movement on the ashes on the ground.
However, Zhao Cheng did not relax just yet. He was looking for the "micro wave" prompted by the panel.
There is definitely something in this!
Therefore, at this moment, Zhao Cheng's breathing method is already in operation again, and his spirit is also highly concentrated.
In the complete silence, Zhao Cheng listened carefully and actually felt a little bit of movement.
The sound was mixed in with the sound of the wind, and it was very similar to the sound of the wind. If you didn't listen carefully, you would definitely ignore it subconsciously.
But Zhao Cheng was able to distinguish it at this moment. It was not the sound of wind, but the sound of fists breaking through the air.
From this voice, Zhao Cheng could confirm that the fist master's boxing skills were definitely not low.
Zhao Cheng did not hesitate, he stayed calm and approached step by step towards the direction of the sound.
After passing through a series of arches, Zhao Cheng finally came to an open space deep in Tianfeng Pavilion.
From the layout of the building, Zhao Cheng could roughly guess that it should have been a house before, but it might have decayed because it was a wooden structure.
Just like the large open space in front of you, it may have been a spacious and bright martial arts field.
As for now, there are only a few ruins and dust on the ground.
At this moment, in the center of the open space, a gray figure was waving his fist solemnly.
Zhao Cheng stood at the door and watched. Although he did not practice boxing, he could see by analogy that this boxing method was not simple.
As for the gray figure, it was a gray man, about 1.9 meters tall. The muscles on his body were bulging like hills, full of strength.
But its joints looked "stiff", like a corpse.
Of course, this stiffness is relative. For ordinary people, this is flexible enough, but it does not match the boxing skills performed by this figure.
Zhao Cheng did not act rashly, but observed on the spot.
And the gray man didn't seem to notice Zhao Cheng, and he was still punching back and forth with each move.
In this strange world, the gray person in front of him only had a human shape. Zhao Cheng was sure that this was definitely not a person, but some kind of monster that had grown into a human form.
"This soldier is a bit too strong!"
Zhao Cheng thought.
He did not rush to take action, but continued to watch, becoming familiar with the opponent's punches, and thinking about how to use his sword.
His operation is the famous backboard in the gaming industry!
Zhao Cheng was not absolutely sure of the combat effectiveness displayed by the "miscellaneous soldiers" in front of him.
Battles are ever-changing, and you will only know if you have fought or fought. There is no such thing as digitized combat power. My combat power is 20 and yours is 19, so I will definitely win.
Unless I'm 200 and you're 19, that's about the same.
There are only eight moves in total for Gray Sound Shadow's punches, but each move has many changes.
Zhao Cheng counted it carefully and found that there were eight moves and forty-nine changes.
With such a boxing technique, if the joints of the "miscellaneous soldiers" in front of him were not stiff, Zhao Cheng was determined to turn around and leave, and first improve his swordsmanship level before coming back.
As for now, he has a chance, and the chance is not small.
Although the "miscellaneous soldiers" in front of him were very powerful, their movements were not very flexible, and most importantly, they gave Zhao Cheng a chance to "back him up".
Therefore, Zhao Cheng did not hesitate. After watching it a few more times, he followed the monster's punch path and swung his sword in the air, as if he was exchanging blows in the air.
In this way, after making gestures for more than ten minutes, Zhao Cheng became more confident and decided to take action.
breathe!
At the same time, a sword shape emerged in the heart lake!
Only when the two methods are used in parallel, Zhao Cheng's combat effectiveness is the strongest.
In Zhao Cheng's opinion, time has slowed down!
It's not that time has slowed down, but that his reaction speed has become faster.
At the same time, his body was also sharper than ever before. He could clearly feel the trajectory of the wind, could cut the wind with a sword, and could also sense the subtlest movement of force in his body.
As he breathed, his muscles and bones vibrated in unison, and the scattered strength was instinctively integrated.
This is also the reason why breathing techniques can improve explosive power.
Even his perception was extended to the Sky Tribulation Sword in his hand.
The sword is breathing with his breathing, and his heartbeat is beating!
Zhao Cheng approached slowly, adjusted his state, and allowed his energy to gradually reach its peak.
It wasn't until Zhao Cheng got five meters closer to the Gray Man that he seemed to have directly crossed a certain line, like thunder being detonated. At this moment, the Gray Man was alerted and without any delay, immediately rushed towards Zhao Cheng.
And Zhao Cheng, as the gray man moved, he also exploded like thunder, stepped forward and swung his sword, the sword light flashed, and the long sword broke through the air!