Infinite Journey

Early the next morning, Tang San was taken to an empty martial arts arena. Thirty people gathered here, including Bai Bolun, Wang Yiqi, and Han Fenghu, three extremely talented people.

At this time, the three of them all looked at Tang San with different expressions. Tang San disappeared for four days and appeared. They didn't know how long Tang San had endured in that secret room, but this will made them feel a little bit of fear and anxiety. The threat is real, and there are limits to those who possess this will.

As the thirty people gathered, a figure came from the other side of the martial arts field. The person who came was Lian Yuanqi. He had not seen him for three days, and he appeared again.

He came to the arena, beckoned to his disciple Yanqing and said, "Yanqing, tell them the rules of the third level."

Yanqing said, "Yes, Master."

Stepping out and walking in front of the crowd, Yanqing's eyes were bright and his voice was loud and he said: "The third pass, some people should know, that is to test your understanding, I will demonstrate a set of boxing techniques, I only fight three times, You can play as much as you can remember, and based on your proficiency and standard of moves, it will ultimately determine whether you are qualified or not, please remember that only ten people can qualify this time."

After speaking, Yanqing strode to the martial arts field, stood upright, and shouted softly: "Okay, what you have to learn quickly is "Picture Boxing"."

Every time it recruits disciples, Tianxingzong will randomly come up with different boxing techniques, leg techniques, or weapons and martial arts.

Looking at Yanqing, who seemed to be colliding with wild elephants on the ground, the thirty preliminary passers stared at him without turning their eyes, trying their best to remember every movement.

Tang San also held his breath, carefully memorizing Yanqing's movements, and quickly replaying them in his mind.

Tang San, who has a strong memory, can remember any martial arts after watching it once, and it won't make any difference after watching it several times.

Within half an hour, Yanqing had already done three pictographic punches, his whole body was refreshing, and there was no trace of perspiration. It could be seen that his control over himself had reached an astonishing level.

After the boxing exercise was over, Yanqing turned to face the crowd and said, "The boxing exercise is over, now you spread out and practice the moves you memorized one by one, and everyone will have a special person to record them."

Tang San looked at Yanqing who was in front of him, the other party's eyes fell on him, as if to see a flower, he seemed to be taken care of and was carefully observing himself.

"It seems that someone has noticed me. Do you want to see how my understanding is? Then I will show my talent again to shock you even more."

Tang San deeply understands that sometimes it is necessary to show one's own talent. Only by attracting the attention of the high-level, can there be a chance to go to a higher level. The opportunity is for those who are prepared and prepared. This sentence is applicable in that era.

Closing his eyes slightly, Yanqing's pictographic fist slid through Tang San's heart like water, and then he started.

The body moves slowly, under the control of the muscles and skin, without the slightest deviation, it perfectly reproduces the shape of the pictographic boxing.

Seeing Tang San perfectly practicing pictographic boxing with every move, Yanqing's eyes changed a little bit, from plain looking to terrifying, and finally even a little sluggish.

Yanqing knows it, but "Xiangxingquan" is a foundation-building method of a major school in the northwest. Door boxing.

He practiced hard for seven days to completely master this kung fu move, but Tang San just watched him practice it three times, and he had already mastered it completely. At this moment, a deep sense of frustration rose in his heart.

"Who the **** is this, is the demon reincarnated?"

Thinking of this, Yanqing suddenly remembered the story he heard before, the legend of a genius who secretly learned martial arts and became a great master and a supreme master. He always thought it was just a fabrication, but in Tang San he suddenly saw that possibility sex.

"There really are such people in this world."

Don't talk about him at this time, even Yuan Qi was shocked by Tang San's talent, his eyes narrowed and his face became serious.

If Tang San only has a firm will, he can take it lightly, but two of the three levels have reached the level of a god-given master. This situation is already extraordinary. In his heart, Tang San is very likely. Become the second Tian Jing Shizu.

Thinking of this, Lian Yuanqi secretly said in his heart: "Maybe he really has a chance to reach a certain step, it seems that he has to tell Senior Brother Tan, the second elder and the first elder have Antarctic Star and Polaris Star, and there is no one in our senior brother's lineage. You can compete with them, and you can’t let the Taoism passed down by the master have no successor.”

At this moment, Tang San didn't know that he was already being targeted, but all this was in his calculations, and it was also the reason why he showed his talent.

When Tang San completely hit a set of pictographic punches, everyone around looked at him in shock, even Wang Yiqi, Han Fenghu, and Bai Bolun were all shocked, UU reading www.uukanshu.com they The talent is amazing, but he can't remember the pictographic fist perfectly, let alone play it perfectly, but the humble Tang San did it, making them feel an unprecedented setback.

At this time, Lian Yuanqi held the records handed over by the disciples of the Tianxing Sect. After sorting it out, he came before everyone.

He just listened to him lightly: "Listen, there are only ten qualified people this time, they are Tang San, Bai Bolun, Han Fenghu, Wang Yiqi..."

As the ten names were read out, the unqualified ones all turned gloomy, let out a long sigh, and left the martial arts arena under the leadership of the surrounding disciples.

Lian Yuanqi looked at Tang San and the other ten people and said, "You have passed the three levels of entry, and as long as you have worshipped the patriarch, you will be a disciple of the lower court of the Tianxing Sect. If you are chosen by an elder, you can directly worship him. Under the door, become a disciple of the upper court."

"But don't worry if you don't get selected. Every year there is a disciple competition, and those who perform well in the competition will also have the opportunity to worship the elders."

Hearing this, everyone was happy and finally entered the Tianxing Sect. The future is promising, and there will always be opportunities.

Lian Yuanqi looked at the different expressions of the ten people, and said lightly, "Come with me."

The ten people followed Lian Yuanqi closely and came to an open-air altar. Above the altar was a small building that looked like a tomb.

Lian Yuanqi brought them under the altar, looked at them and said, "You stand below, lined up in two rows, don't speak, no matter what you see or hear later, don't look sideways, don't allow speak up."