174. Picking Flowers And Flying Leaves, Drawing A Knife To Cut Off Water, The Pinnacle Of Skill! (4)
"Do you still need to register first and wait for the notification?"
Inside the majestic Wusheng Pagoda, a tall and handsome young man with a dark blue starry sky wrapped in one hand stood in front of the window, frowning.
"Of course, do you know how many people apply to enter Wusheng Pagoda every day?"
Inside the window, a woman in her thirties with delicate skin looked at Lu Sheng speechlessly, and said, "There are only 30 rooms in Wusheng Pagoda, and only 30 people can enter each time.
You are a student of Shengwu University. Fortunately, there are twenty places you can apply for.
All those martial artists outside grab ten positions, and they have to go to the martial arts association to apply first. If they get their turn once in the year, they are considered lucky...
Lu Sheng never expected that it would be so troublesome to enter the Wusheng Pagoda.
"Then how long do I have to wait?"
"See how long the people inside can last."
The woman glanced at the form on the computer screen, thought for a while and said, "There are more than two hundred students applying before you. If you hurry up, three to five days will be enough."
Lu Sheng was silent for a while, head.
"Okay, I see. Please let me know when the time comes."
"This is my duty, but I want to remind you that it is best to come within ten minutes after receiving the notification, otherwise you will have to wait for three people to reset you.
Lu Sheng said he knew, and walked out of the Wusheng Tower with a weapon bag.
After walking out of Wusheng Pagoda, he turned his head and looked up.
The majestic Wusheng Pagoda soars into the sky, and you can feel the detachment and majesty even more from a closer look.
Wusheng Pagoda is much bigger than he imagined.
The base is almost as thick as four or five buildings combined, and each floor has thirty martial arts training rooms.
Decrease upward by several layers.
The whole tower presents a triangular shape.
Lu Sheng spread out his mental power, and he could clearly perceive the vast and solid will emanating from the tower like a sword soaring to the sky.
In Lu Sheng's spiritual force 337, the entire Wusheng Pagoda is "glowing", like a huge fluorescent cylinder.
"This is the power of martial arts will, a terrifying and powerful martial arts will..."
It is huge that Lu Sheng has never seen before.
Compared with this will, the master's will in his mind is like a firefly to Haoyue, its radiance is incomparable.
"Although the master's will in my mind is not perfect, the gap is too exaggerated.
Is there such a big gap between a seventh-level grandmaster and a ninth-level martial saint?"
Lu Sheng was amazed.
Facing the Wusheng Pagoda, he felt as if he was looking up from a high mountain.
"Forget it, don't be in a hurry..."
After learning that Wu Sheng Pagoda entered the queue, Lu Sheng's excited and agitated heart calmed down after getting the Red Crystal Dragon Spear.
"The more precious resources are, the more people will need them, which is normal.
Cultivating the soul is not something that can be done overnight, I am too anxious, it may be half the result with twice the effort, and haste makes waste..."
In the past, he was like a child who just got his favorite toy and couldn't wait to take it to play in various places.
Now, he regained his composure.
The approval of the credit task has not come down, and there is also a queue at the Wusheng Pagoda. There is only one place where Lu Sheng can go-the cold weapon training room.
"If I can't even go to the cold weapon training room, then I may have to go back to the dormitory to practice..."
Thinking about it, Lu Sheng picked up his weapon bag and headed towards the cold weapon training room.
"Temporarily full."
After the administrator in charge of the cold weapon training room checked the computer, Lu Sheng said.
He pointed to the benches placed in the lobby of the cold weapon training room, and suggested: "Why don't you sit and wait for a while? (acbg) There should be rooms available soon."
Lu Sheng's face was calm, but countless black lines rose in his heart.
It's really Murphy's Law.
Do you feel unlucky to drink cold water to clog your teeth?
The cold weapon training room is full!
When did the Seventh Shengwu University have so many students? Isn’t the area per capita as high as 100 mu?
Holding the weapon bag tightly with his right hand, Lu Sheng took a breath and said calmly, "Forget it, then I'll come back tomorrow."
"That's fine."
The administrator nodded, "You remember that tomorrow is early, seven or eight in the morning is the emptiest..."
Lu Sheng walked out of the gate of the cold weapon training room, looked at the weapon bag he had been running around all morning, and smiled wryly inside.
Shaking his head, he prepared to return to the dormitory.
"Hey, Lu Sheng, wait a minute."
At this time, someone behind him called Lu Sheng's name.
Lu Sheng turned around and saw the administrator of the training room who had just dealt with run up wheezing.
"As soon as you left, someone came out immediately. I thought about coming out to see if you were still there. Fortunately, you didn't go far!"
Lu Sheng glanced at the other party in surprise.
"Do you know me?"
The administrator of the practice room smiled, took out his phone and shook it.
"Before you came, I just saw your video on the campus network..."
All right...
"Thank you."
Lu Sheng thanked the administrator earnestly.
"Small things."
The administrator waved his hands grandly and led Lu Sheng back to the training room lobby.
Go through the formalities for him and hand him the three room cards.
"Cultivation Room No. 8, it's the fourth room on the left inside."
The administrator smiled at Lu Sheng, and said: "I saw that the comments in the video called you so fierce, but I didn't expect that I was quite polite. It really is the sharp eyes that tell the truth..."
Lu Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he said thank you again and walked inside.
Find the fourth room on the left and swipe your card to enter.
What appeared in front of Lu Sheng was a rather spacious room, which was empty and contained nothing.
The five walls on the front, back, left, and right sides of the room are covered with fine and small holes, just like a honeycomb.
Lu Sheng recalled that the agility training room he had entered in the genius training camp had a similar appearance.
Thoughtful, he had a rough guess about the way of cold weapon cultivation.
Lu Sheng took off his shoes and walked into the training room barefoot.
"The first stage of cold weapon training is about to start [please prepare."
A melodious mechanical notification sounded in the room. Lu Sheng unhurriedly opened the weapon bag and assembled it in less than a second.
With the red crystal dragon pattern in his hand, Lu Sheng's whole demeanor changed.
Become more confident, more high-spirited, sharper, and more sharp!
"drop----"
Accompanied by a warning sound, iron beads the size of broad beans shot out from the five walls of the room.
Lu Sheng's eyes were calm, and the gun moved with his body.
In the training room, a fire dragon roared, and the iron beads turned red in the flames, and then shattered under the shock of the aura attached to the gun
Lu Sheng swept his spear, and the iron beads all over his body were wiped away the moment they flew out.
"The training is over, the result: the completion of the first stage of training is 20%."
"Well"
Lu Sheng froze for a moment, his expression a bit astonished.
Failed?
He didn't know what was wrong.
Ever since Lu Sheng received the 10,000-year inheritance of martial arts, the word failure rarely appeared in his dictionary.
Mental power scanned the room carefully, and finally found the reason on a notice posted at the entrance of the room.
"It turns out that it is not allowed to use any means other than one's own physical strength, including stellar energy, elemental power, etc..."
Lu Sheng understood after a little thought.
"That's right, if you can use the stellar qi and cooperate with cold weapons to sweep a large area, it will completely lose the meaning of training.
Naturally, the tempering of skills can only be done with physical strength..."
Knowing the key, Lu Sheng reset the first stage of training.
Soon, a large number of iron beads shot out from the holes in the wall again.
This time, Lu Sheng's eyes were like still water, and he controlled the spear with only physical strength.
His blood value is increasing every day, and he has already completely entered the strength category of a sixth-level warrior.
He can fight at a million-level battle strength based on his vitality and blood alone. Coupled with the super high quality of the red crystal dragon pattern gun, it is too simple for him to smash a few small solid iron balls.
The difficulty lies in how to smash them all without falling.
The silver-gray spear danced in the air, like a spirited snake.
A touch of red on the tip of the spear is the letter spit out from the mouth of the spirit snake.
Lu Sheng moves his arms, and the streamlined muscles expand and contract, driven by powerful arm strength.
The body of the red crystal dragon pattern gun transmits bursts of continuous shock force.
The iron balls that flew out of the hole in the wall were crushed by the terrifying concussion and strangling force before they could touch the gun body, turning into clusters of iron shoulders and falling to the floor of the room.
After a few breaths, the first wave of iron beads passed.
Then came the second wave.
"Um?"
Lu Sheng originally thought that the second wave would still be iron balls, and the speed and number of shots would increase, but what he didn't expect was that.
The beads shot out this time were light and floating, and they turned out to be wooden beads.
A flash of light flashed in Lu Sheng's mind, and he seemed to understand something at once.
"Sure enough, the cold weapon training room tempers the skills of warriors.
The test is the use and mastery of weapons.
That's why the use of Gang Qi is not allowed..."
The iron ball becomes a wooden ball, and it seems that the lethality, speed, etc. are all weakened, and the difficulty is reduced.
But actually quite the opposite.
The requirements of the training must be that the trainer hits each bead with a cold weapon to pass the test.
And the lighter the shot, the harder it is to do this.
Why?
Because the weapon crosses the air, it will bring up the wind.
Something that is too light may be blown away by the wind of your knife, sword, or gun before you stab it.
Even if it is not blown away, the trajectory of the movement will change and become irregular, and the difficulty will increase instantly.
"So, it was described in those martial arts novels in the previous life.
Picking flowers and flying leaves, drawing a knife to cut off water...
It is a similar reason.
What you practice here is not strength, but the ultimate control of strength, which is the pinnacle of skill!"
Lu Sheng's eyes suddenly brightened, and he suddenly felt that the so-called cold weapon training room became interesting. .
