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Chapter five hundred and sixty-ninth king rank combat skills, soft boxing

"The bullshit truth is simply a bunch of nonsense. It is a method that a cultivator knows. He talked it with a bunch of nonsense!"

But compared to Zhang Xing's tactfulness, Zhang Mengke was very direct. She actually cursed the elder who was presenting in public.

And her words really attracted a lot of attention.

However, except for the contempt of a few people, most people nodded in agreement, and their eyes showed their understanding of the same destiny and pity, and they were obviously all those who suffered deeply!

Although the Battle Skills Pavilion is very large, there are actually not many combat skills. Many of them have the same combat skills. They are just placed in various places for the sake of the disciples' selection.

However, there is a rule for the Battle Skill Pavilion: each disciple who is in the early stage Shura warrior can only choose one combat skill to practice.

So this is an opportunity that cannot be missed for Jing Jue and others, because if you choose the wrong one, you can only admit your luck and there will be no chance of a second choice.

At this moment, in order to avoid regret in the future, everyone is carefully looking for combat skills that suit them, and the same is true for the Criminal Decision!

However, compared with everyone, the Criminal Decree is a little different. Some people like attack, some like defense, some like range, and some like melee combat.

But Zheng Jue is looking for a combat skill that can better integrate soul power into combat skills.

"Soft Fist!"

"Brief combat skills of the king level!"

"Use softness to overcome hardness, softness on the outside and strong on the inside."

"This skill is a great success, comparable to the intermediate combat skills."

"Note: This skill has high requirements for the soul, and it is not recommended to practice this skill."

After a careful search, Zheng Jue finally found a combat skill that suits him.

One book, seeing the introduction in front of it makes people excited and want to shout, "I finally found my favorite combat skills!!!"

But after seeing the back, especially the betting part, I was disappointed and wanted to curse, "Damn, this combat skill is simply bullshit!", soft fist!

After choosing the first combat skill to practice for himself, Xing Jue walked to the elder room of the Battle Skill Pavilion with the introduction of the Firm Fist.

After registering his name and his chosen combat skills, the elder took out a spell and instilled the content into Zheng Jue's mind.

And that content is the practice method of Rouquan, but this practice method is bound by memory.

The so-called memory constraint is that you know its content, but you cannot tell it to others or convey it to others.

And this is a means used by Wujiyuan to prevent the leakage of combat skills.

"Brother Criminal, I'll choose it so quickly? What kind of combat skills is it?"

When Zheng Jue walked out of the room where the elder was, Zhang Xing and his sister came over with a brief introduction in their hands.

After a glance, Xing Jue found that Zhang Xing chose a defensive combat skill, while Zhang Meng chose an attack combat skill. This shows that the brother and sister have completely different personalities.

"Soft Fist"

Xing Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled faintly.

"Puff~"

"Rouquan? You won't miss the notes behind you, right?"

"That combat skill has a high requirement for the soul. Without a certain amount of soul control, you cannot practice that combat skill well!"

After hearing the words of Zheng Jue, Zhang Meng sneered with sarcasm on his face. That look was like she saw an idiot!

"Yes, brothers are sentenced!"

"Why did you choose such a combat skill? The difficulty of that soft fist is too great!"

Zhang Xing also said in confusion, but he was not ridiculed, obviously worried. He was worried that if Zheng Jue chose such a combat skill, if he could not practice successfully and could not be replaced, it would obviously hinder his future path.

After all, the regulations in this Wuji Academy are that only after reaching the intermediate level Shura warrior can you choose new combat skills to practice.

"Ha, that soft fist is already in my head. I can't change it!"

"But Brother Zhang doesn't have to worry. I just like to challenge the difficult situation!"

Xing Jue first pointed to his head, then patted Zhang Xing on the shoulder, and then left, preparing to leave the combat skills pavilion.

"Brother Xing Jue, wait for me. After I exchanged my combat skills, let's go to the training room together to take a look." But at this moment, Zhang Xing waved to Xing Jue and ran towards the place where he exchanged his combat skills.

"Yeah!" Seeing this, Zheng Jue was not easy to refuse, but nodded and responded.

After Zhang Xing and Zhang Meng exchanged their favorite combat skills, the three of them went to the East Courtyard of Wujiyuan, another important location, the cultivation room!

It is said that the cultivation room is created by the founder of Wujiyuan through special creation. Practicing in the cultivation room can quickly condense the power of Asura and achieve unexpected cultivation effects.

If there are many people in the Battle Skills Pavilion, then there are so many people in this cultivation pavilion. It can be described as crowded here.

The layout of the cultivation room is very similar to that of the Yufeng Pavilion Cultivation Pavilion. A vast hall is surrounded by countless small rooms, and there is a place for cultivation, a cultivation room!

However, because there are many people and few rooms, there are long queues in front of almost every cultivation room.

However, there is an area with fifteen training rooms, but no one is queuing up there.

And the thick door of the cultivation room was open, and only the barrier door was slowly flowing, and it was obvious that no one was practicing in it.

However, the fifteen cultivation rooms have one common feature, that is, there is a plaque with the word "wu" written on it at the entrance of the cultivation room.

"Brother Zhang, there is a location there, let's go there!" Seeing this, Zheng Jue was preparing to enter.

"Brother Zheng Decisive, so many people are queuing up, but no one there is going to practice, which means there must be a special reason."

"We first arrived here and didn't understand the situation here, so it's better to act carefully!" But Xing Jue was about to walk forward, but he was stopped by Zhang Xing.

Later, Zhang Xing even asked an older disciple who was only fifty years old. The reason he chose him was because the older he was, the less arrogant he lacked, so he was relatively easier to talk to.

After some inquiry, I found out that the fifteen cultivation rooms have been occupied!

Because of the special regulations of Wuji Academy, unless there is a very serious fight among the disciples, the elders of Wuji Academy have no right to interfere in the affairs between the disciples.

Under such regulations, many disciples formed gangs and formed many small forces in the East Court, and among these forces, the military gang was the strongest.

It is said that the Martial Gang now has nearly 100 members in the East Courtyard with nearly 2,000 people. In order to facilitate the cultivation of its own members, the Martial Gang has occupied more than a dozen cultivation rooms in the cultivation room, which are only for the members of the Martial Gang to use!

"I don't care about other disciples' cultivation resources without taking care of this kind of behavior?" After hearing the disciple's story, Xing Jue was quite indignant.

"Ha, this junior brother, this is the rule of Wujiyuan. As long as it does not exceed the tolerance of the Elders' Court, no one will care about any excessive matters!" The older disciple smiled faintly, as if he had already taken the things of Wujiyuan indifferent!

"There are only a hundred people in the Martial Arts Gang. Could it be that he can withstand the thousand disciples of the entire East Court?" Xing Jue asked in confusion.

"When it comes to members of the Wu Gang, they are definitely not the most crowded force in the East Academy. However, the reason why the Wu Gang is known as the strongest force in the East Academy is because of the leader of the Wu Gang!"

"Kong Wu, the leader of the Martial Gang, is a mid-level Shura warrior, and he is now the only mid-level Shura warrior in the East Courtyard."

"So, Kong Wu is the strongest man in the East Court. He can't defeat him just by having a large number of people."

"Look at you, you should be the new disciples this year. I advise you that anyone from any force can provoke them, but the people from the Martial Gang must not provoke them!" The older disciple kindly reminded.

"There is only one mid-level Shura warrior in the entire East Courtyard? Is it so difficult for Shura warriors to break through the first level?"

However, the punishment at this moment was pondering deeply about the huge East Courtyard where there was only one intermediate Shura warrior.

Among the two thousand disciples, there was only one intermediate Shura warrior. This ratio was really exaggerated, but the exaggerated fact in front of him was just in front of the imperial court, which made him believe even if he didn't believe it.

"The disciples with good talent have entered the intermediate court, and the rest are disciples with poor talent. In recent years, the disciples of the East Court have been getting worse every year, ah~" When Xing Jue asked, the older disciple sighed helplessly.

Looking at the helpless look on the older disciple's face, Xing Jue could feel it. The helplessness must have other intentions, but because he didn't seem to want to say it, Xing Jue didn't ask much.

Afterwards, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, the imperial examination also lined up with Zhang Xing and his sister in a regular manner.

In order to practice faster, the three Xing Jue chose different training rooms to queue up.

Because of the special structure of the cultivation room, each disciple cannot practice in the cultivation room for more than one hour, otherwise the body will not be able to bear it.

In fact, many people can no longer bear it within half an hour and have to walk out of the training room.

So although there were many people queuing, after four hours of queuing, Zheng Jue finally came to the front.

But just when Xing Jue was happy that he was about to enter this cultivation room and experience the doubled cultivation effect, there were sudden commotion in the hall of the cultivation room.

Looking sideways, he saw sixteen disciples from Wujiyuan walking into the hall of the cultivation room. These sixteen were men, women, old and young, but on their chests, there was a badge with the word "wu".

When looking at the fearful gazes of the disciples around them, it was obvious that they should be the people of the Martial Arts Gang, occupied by the fifteen cultivation rooms.

These guys were walking around arrogantly. They were obviously only the strength of a first-level Shura warrior, but the eyes of everyone around them were filled with contempt.

Then, fifteen out of sixteen people walked into the cultivation room they occupied.

But what Ling Xingjue did not expect was that the remaining one of the Wu Gang actually walked to the entrance of the cultivation room next to Xingjue and stood in front of the disciples who had been standing in line with each other for nearly four hours, just like Xingjue.

Faced with the openly rushing to the army with the members of the Wu Gang, no one dared to say anything, and everyone chose to lower their heads silently.

"Hmph, a bunch of waste!"

When the member of the martial arts gang saw the people behind him bowing their heads and silently, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Boom~"

But at this moment, the door of the cultivation room in front of Xing Jue finally opened, and at the same time, a pale figure walked by Xing Jue at a rapid speed, and this person was the person who had entered the cultivation room to practice.

"The system is weak enough!"

After glanced at the disciple, Xing Jue said secretly, because he still remembered that the disciple seemed to have entered the training room, and it was less than half an hour.

And he looked like this in such a short time, which shows that his system is indeed not very good.

However, the system of others has nothing to do with yourself. After all, Zheng Jue shook his head slightly and walked towards the cultivation room.

"Hey! Go back!"

But just as Zheng Jue was about to enter the training room through the barrier entrance, a man's voice suddenly came from beside him.

Looking sideways, it was the member of the martial arts gang. At this moment, he was walking quickly towards Xing Jue and looking at the already opened cultivation room!
Chapter completed!
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