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Chapter 15 Pointing!

The stone outside the martial arts arena weighed several thousand kilograms and was shattered by Jun Changxiao's sword, causing everyone to gasp in shock.

Some of the warriors from various sects present either have the eighth or ninth stage of opening the pulse, or have reached the martial arts level, and can break a big stone.

But they saw it very clearly. When Jun Changxiao drew his sword, the martial arts aura that came out was only the fifth stage of opening the pulse. It would be incredible to break thousands of kilograms of boulders!

Each time a meridians are opened at the meridians level, the strength increases by a hundred kilograms.

Even if he is born with divine power and has a fifth-level cultivation of opening pulses, he can reach the sky with a force of about one thousand kilograms. It is absolutely impossible to shake more than two thousand kilograms of stone!

unless……

"brush!"

Jun Chang smiled and said with a smile: "Master Li, this is the ninth form of the Nine-Style Overlapping Wave Sword, and I have evolved it."

Warriors from various sects looked at it one after another, focusing on the sword in his hand, and found that there was nothing special about it.

Weapons are of high quality and can provide warriors with more strength and blessings. The swords held by Jun Changxiao are ordinary, which means...

"Oh My God!"

"Is that sword really the ninth style?!"

"I heard that if you master the ninth form of the Nine-Style Wave Sword, the resulting power will not be weaker than ordinary martial arts!"

While everyone was discussing, they had the answer in their minds.

With the cultivation level of the fifth level of Kaimai and ordinary weapons, one sword can chop thousands of kilograms of boulders into pieces. Only the ninth move that is comparable to ordinary martial arts can do it!

Thinking about this.

The expressions on everyone's faces became wonderful.

The ninth style, which was rumored to be understood only by the city lord, was actually evolved today by a leader of the ninth-rate Iron Bone Sect!

A heavy blow, a merciless slap in the face!

The head of the Li family said in disbelief: "How is it possible..."

The eyes of the Cangshan Sect elder were filled with complex expressions. After a moment, he cupped his hands and said, "Master Jun is able to evolve the ninth form in a short period of time, which greatly admires Ma!"

This is a sincere admiration.

"Excellent."

Jun Changxiao returned the sword to Lu Qianqian, with his hands behind his back, showing the demeanor of a master.

The head of the Li family had mixed feelings in his mind. He originally thought he could use the Nine-Style Overlapping Wave Sword to stump him, but he didn't expect to actually use the ninth-style style that no one had understood for hundreds of years!

"Master Li."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "With the evolution of the ninth style, can Master Ling stay in our Iron Bone Zhengzheng sect?"

The head of the Li family was silent.

He was shocked and surprised when he used the ninth form of the Nine-Style Overlapping Wave Sword. But after all, it was a low-grade swordsmanship. His son still didn't think there was a future for following him!

"Master Li."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "You should be a person who keeps your word."

The head of the Li family turned ugly.

At this moment, the elder of the Cangshan Sect raised his hands and said: "Master Jun has an extraordinary understanding of martial arts. Ma has a difficult problem here. I hope I can solve it for him."

"Speaking."

Jun Chang smiled.

It only took 2 minutes to master the Nine-Style Overlapping Wave Sword. There is still a lot of time left. If you continue to perform, you can also build prestige for yourself and the sect.

The elder of the Cangshan Sect said: "Ma has been cultivating a mental method over the years, but it is difficult to improve upon reaching the fourth level. I hope you, the leader, can give you some guidance."

Warriors from all factions were shocked.

The elder of the fifth-rate Cangshan Sect, a genuine and powerful martial artist, is asking for advice from a ninth-rate leader!

If you haven’t seen it with your own eyes, it’s hard to believe it!

Jun Chang smiled and said: "If Elder Ma is willing to tell you the secret formula, I can try it."

The Cangshan sect elder smiled and stood motionless.

A warrior lowered his voice and said, "Elder Ma is communicating with that guy using the technique of sound transmission."

"Only when you enter the realm of a martial artist can you transmit sounds quietly. I really hope that one day I can reach this level!"

When everyone heard this, they were filled with envy.

In the realm of martial arts in the Starfall Continent, every time you enter a major level, you will develop special abilities, and the art of sound transmission at the martial arts master stage is one of them.

A little.

After learning the formula, Jun Chang smiled and said, "It's not a big problem."

The elder of the Cangshan sect was a bit broken.

The mental method he mentioned was at the mortal level. He had studied it for more than ten years and had only reached the fourth level. He actually answered with "it's not a big problem"!

Jun Changxiao stood there, closed his eyes, and the mental methods he wrote down were running wildly in the sea of ​​​​consciousness to analyze.

"Elder Ma."

After a while, you often laughed and talked.

It was difficult for the warriors from each sect to hear the content clearly, but it was obvious that the expression on the face of the Cangshan sect elder was first startled, then dumbfounded, then suddenly enlightened, and finally turned into ecstatic!

Jun Changxiao stepped back and said: "Follow the advice given by me, go back and practice for a month or two, and you should be able to break through to a higher level."

"brush!"

The elder of the Cangshan Sect excitedly raised his hands and said: "Ma Mou has been puzzled by his mentality for several years. Today, listening to the leader's words is like an enlightenment!"

The head of the Li family was dumbfounded.

Did that guy really solve the martial arts problems for Elder Ma?

Jun Changxiao said humbly: "Elder Ma is a fan of the authorities. If it were someone else, he could still solve his puzzles."

The elder of the Cangshan Sect shook his head and said: "Without Master Jun's profound understanding of martial arts, it would be absolutely impossible to solve Ma's doubts."

To be praised so highly by Elder Ma, that guy must be capable!

Could it be.

Are there really people in this world who are not very good at cultivation but have extremely high attainments in understanding martial arts?

Warriors from all sects secretly cursed.

"Your Majesty."

The elder of the Cangshan Sect raised his hands and said: "Mou Ma has something to return to the sect to deal with. If we meet again by chance in the future, I will definitely seek advice on martial arts!"

After receiving the guidance, I can’t wait to go back to retreat, strive to break through the fifth level of mental skills, and step from martial arts master to martial arts sect in one fell swoop!

Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said, "See you tomorrow."

The elder of the Cangshan Sect did not hesitate too much and left with his disciples. He wished he could return to the sect to retreat and meditate now.

Watching Elder Ma leave, a middle-aged man came over with a trembling smile and said: "Master Jun, Mr. Chen also has problems in martial arts. I hope to give you some advice."

"Yes, yes."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "I just need to pay one hundred taels first."

After all, the Cangshan Sect is a fifth-rate sect. He gives Elder Ma face and is obliged to give him advice on difficult problems. These eighth- and ninth-rate sects must provide paid services.

"Okay, okay!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly presented a silver note worth a hundred taels. In his opinion, it could even solve Elder Ma's martial arts problems, so it was worth spending a hundred taels on it!

Jun Changxiao took the banknote and said, "Please tell me."

The middle-aged man was afraid of being heard by others, so he hurriedly leaned over and whispered his confusion in martial arts.

Jun Changxiao used his insight ability to quickly analyze the martial arts skills mentioned by the other party, and gave correct opinions in a low voice.

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man slapped his forehead and said, "Why don't I know how to adapt!"

"Thank you for your guidance, Master. Chen will take his leave now!"

Seeing that guy stumbling away, no matter how stupid the warriors of each sect are, they can still see that the leader of the Iron Bone Sect has real talent!

"Sir, Mr. Chang has a difficult problem. Please..."

"One hundred taels."

“Okay, okay!”

The man named Chang Wu hurriedly paid the money, and after receiving the advice, he left happily.

Since then, many warriors who encountered problems in martial arts have gathered around, many of whom had once laughed at Jun Changxiao.

It's okay, it's okay.

Keep it all in mind.

Want some advice? Sure, I'll pay you two hundred taels.
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