Learn a martial art technique in a day?
Han Lang stared at Zong Wudao suspiciously and said, "Teacher, are you having a fever? You made me practice the 46 Quintet for half a year. Now that I want to learn a more profound martial art technique, you want me to learn it in a day? "
Zong Wudao laughed. "I'm not wrong. One day is enough! You have a solid foundation now, and you have to remember that martial arts techniques are not learned in the training room, but on the battlefield! "
"Today, you just need to remember what I teach you. As for how far you can practice this martial art technique in the future, it depends on your own understanding."
Han Lang nodded and said seriously, "Okay."
Zong Wudao stroked his short beard and took out a black crystal. He said coldly, "The martial art technique I'm going to teach you today is called Star Breaking Fist!"
"Star Breaking Fist!?" Han Lang was slightly stunned.
Zong Wudao said proudly, "That's right. I have the last Star Breaking Fist crystal in the entire Milky Way. It came from a prehistoric ruin. Old Hei gave you half of the Heart of Darkness. How can I lose to him? I'll give you this Galaxy Star Breaking Fist. It's useless for me to keep it anyway. It's just a memory. "
.....
About an hour later, Han Lang walked out of the virtual cabin suspiciously.
The Milky Way's technology was advanced, and martial arts techniques were directly injected into the brain in the form of data. Han Lang received the Star Breaking Fist remotely in the virtual cabin. At this moment, his brain felt muddled, as if someone had put a lot of messy things in it.
Back in the training room, Zong Wudao smiled and asked, "What do you think of this fist technique?"
Han Lang thought for a while and said, "Star Breaking Fist doesn't seem to be just a fist technique. If used with a weapon, it will be very effective. I just need to experience it for a while before I can make a conclusion."
Zong Wudao nodded slightly, as if he was satisfied with Han Lang's explanation. He said, "It seems that your comprehension is not bad. Now, practice the Star Breaking Fist in front of me."
Hence, Han Lang started to practice the Star Breaking Fist that he had just learned in the training room. The situation was out of Han Lang's expectations. The inherited Martial Technique should be imprinted in his mind. In the end, after Han Lang used a few moves, he actually could not remember the following moves.
"Don't think! Use your feelings! Think of a way to make up for the things you can't remember! " Zong Wudao shouted sternly. Although the relationship between this strange old man and Han Lang had improved a lot, he still couldn't suppress his fiery temper at the critical moment.
Han Lang was a little embarrassed. Even if he wasn't a genius, at least his memory shouldn't be a problem. Night had given Han Lang a medical book, and there were tens of thousands of different medicines. Han Lang had memorized all of them, but why couldn't he remember this Star Breaking Fist?
How strange!
After casually completing the Star Breaking Fist, Han Lang frowned as he recalled the moves that had been imparted into his head.
"Don't think! Practice again right now! If you have forgotten the moves, make up the moves yourself! "
Han Lang was startled, and he immediately started practicing the second round of Star Breaking Fist. This time, it was even worse. Han Lang could still remember half of the moves, but now, he only had one-third left. Most of the time, Han Lang had to rely on his feelings to make up for the gaps between the moves.
Han Lang was very anxious. He wondered if he had become stupid. He couldn't even remember a martial skill?
After the second round, it was the third time, and there was no sign of improvement. This time, Han Lang had forgotten three-quarters of the moves.
After the third round, Zong Wudao asked Han Lang to practice for the fourth time. Han Lang almost fainted. He had memorized a few moves with great difficulty, but in the blink of an eye, he had forgotten 90% of them.
The Star Breaking Fist was a good thing from the prehistoric ruins. It was not easy to get such a top martial skill. How could he forget it in the blink of an eye? Han Lang had the urge to cry, but no tears would come out.
Zong Wudao, this strange old man, was still asking Han Lang to practice over and over again. The more he practiced, the more he forgot. The more he forgot, the more nervous Han Lang became.
In a blink of an eye, ten hours had passed, and Han Lang was sweating profusely. This was the seventeenth time. When Zong Wudao shouted for Han Lang to practice once more, Han Lang was dumbfounded and stood in place without moving.
"Why don't you practice?" Zong Wudao asked sternly.
Han Lang shook his head and said with a bitter face, "I seem to have forgotten everything."
"You really forgot everything!?"
"Really."
"You completely forgot about it!?"
"Yes, I don't even remember a single move."
"Hahahaha!"
Zong Wudao's laughter made Han Lang's hair stand on end. He raised his head and looked at the strange old man curiously.
After laughing, Zong Wudao's eyes turned cold. He said to Han Lang seriously, "Congratulations, Star Breaking Fist has reached greater mastery!"
Han Lang couldn't believe his ears. "I have forgotten everything. You said I have reached greater mastery?"
Zong Wudao nodded. "Yes, this martial skill is used to forget. You have forgotten all the moves, but do you still remember the essence and technical characteristics of this fist technique?"
Han Lang thought for a moment. "I feel that the essence of the Star Breaking Fist is to attack. There is an old saying on Earth, using softness to overcome hardness. The Star Breaking Fist is the opposite of that. It emphasizes that offense is the best defense. If the enemy is tough, then you have to be tougher than them!"
"In terms of technique, the Star Breaking Fist is about high flexibility, fast rhythm, and fierce attacks …"
Zong Wudao narrowed his eyes and kept nodding as he listened. When Han Lang finished, Zong Wudao sighed and said, "You are better than I thought. It seems like you really understand the essence of the Star Breaking Fist."
"All in all, Star Breaking Fist is meant to break the rules. When the enemy is very strong, the old masters will usually tell you to avoid the sharpness of the enemy first and then attack when the opportunity is right. But Star Breaking Fist is exactly the opposite. It's meant to fight a strong attack with a strong attack!
"Like I said just now, learning the top martial skills is actually to forget. Only when you forget those moves will you not be bound by them. Without being bound, you will be able to unleash your strongest combat power."
"Are you learning martial arts just to mechanically copy what you've learned from books? No, never! Everyone is different. This set of martial skills might be good for him, but you might not be able to use it. The reason why we learn martial skills is not to learn the moves, but to transform what we have learned into our own combat techniques. "
"The most brilliant principle is to be unreasonable, and the most brilliant martial skills are to have no martial skills!"
"Lawlessness is the Heavenly Dao!"
"Lawlessness is the Heavenly Dao?" Han Lang muttered to himself. It was as if a needle had pierced through the darkness, and Han Lang gradually began to understand what Zong Wudao wanted him to learn.
"I think I understand," Han Lang said as he raised his head.
Zong Wudao smiled and waved his hand. "Go and participate in the final stage of the stress test. I look forward to your performance."
Swoosh!
Han Lang put away the Dark Web login program and strode out of the room. When he passed by the hall, he stopped and opened the shocking page.
The videos of all the brothers in the training camp being eliminated were all recorded on the page. There were many unsightly comments below, ridiculing the warriors of the Earth Federation. They said that Earth was a country full of pigs and that they had sent useless warriors to the Galaxy Conference to embarrass themselves.
Long Chuan quietly appeared beside Han Lang in his wheelchair. Seeing Han Lang looking at these things, he could not help but say anxiously, "Han Lang, there's not much time left."
Han Lang nodded and said softly, "I know. There are still 52 hours left before the stress test ends. The fourth round of the card competition will take 12 hours. The fifth round, Flying Flame Meteor, will also take 12 hours. The sixth round, Road to the Underworld, will take 24 hours. All of these 48 hours are enough."
Long Chuan nodded. Han Lang was the most special one in the training camp. Although he was in the training camp, he was not anyone's student. Long Chuan knew that Han Lang had a mysterious teacher.
"So you want to see how the others were eliminated? To study their combat techniques? "Long Chuan asked curiously.
Han Lang shook his head. "No, I want to remember the names of those who attacked the brothers in the training camp."
"And then?" Long Chuan asked again.
"If you meet them, kill them," Han Lang replied coldly.
.....
In the virtual cabin, Han Lang pressed the start button.
* Whoosh! *
The light flashed, and after a few months, Han Lang finally appeared at the Milky Way Galaxy Stress Test again. Facing the familiar square and the teleportation portals, Han Lang actually felt a little familiar.
There was not much time left before the stress test ended. Most of the warriors had already completed the test and were waiting at home for the results. There were not many people in the square, and it seemed a little bleak.
Han Lang paused for a moment before striding toward the portals on both sides of the square.
There was a screen in front of his chest, and everyone present could clearly see that he was from the Milky Way's 57th Sector, the Earth Federation.
"Look, a warrior from the Earth Federation!"
"What's going on? Didn't they say that all the trash from the Earth Federation were eliminated? "
"Maybe he's a fish that slipped through the net and felt afraid, so he waited until the last moment to participate in the test."
"Quick, let's go to the portals. It'd be great if we could be on the same battlefield as this kid. Someone offered a reward of one million star coins for killing an Earth Federation warrior, and double the reward for cutting off their head. That's two million star coins! It'd be a waste not to earn this money. "
Realizing that Han Lang was from the Earth Federation, there was a slight commotion in the square. Many people were discussing the matter of exchanging Han Lang's head for the bounty.
The square was empty, so these words naturally fell into Han Lang's ears. He smiled and stepped into the portal without hesitation, the corner of his mouth curling up slightly.
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