There were also differences among Silver People. For example, elves could live up to 1,000 years at the silver level, while humans could only live up to 800 years at the gold level. Naturally, some people would want to live a better life.
This was the information that Lin Yao had found on the Internet, but he had not thought too much about it. Right now, he was mainly thinking about the classification of the Iron Person.
\ 'I remember that for every 1% increase in the Iron Person, I can create one more vital energy seed. With the mortal human body limit and the 1% increase in the Iron Person, I can accommodate 11 vital energy seeds. Well, according to the Internet, after reaching 30% of the Iron Person, in addition to condensing 40 vital energy seeds, I can also unleash two vital energy seeds in my body in one go. This is also an intermediate martial artist.\'
There was still a big difference between unleashing one vital energy seed and two vital energy seeds. Putting everything else aside, unleashing two vital energy seeds at the same time could increase a human\'s physique by 50% in one go, which was much more than 30% when unleashing one vital energy seed alone.
\ '30% is an intermediate martial artist, and I can unleash two vital energy seeds in one go. 60% is an advanced martial artist, and I can unleash three vital energy seeds. 100% is the limit of a martial artist, and I can unleash five vital energy seeds. I can either break through or continue to accumulate. My most important goal now is to increase my Iron Person to 30%.\'
There was nothing much to say about this. He could only practice hard.
Bathed in the noon sun, Lin Yao rested for a while, and then continued to practice under the sun.
In between practicing, he would go to the water dispenser next to him to drink water.
During the boring practice, Lin Yao also discovered that he was not the only one in the training ground. There were also acquaintances. Yan Yan from the top class, Di Qiang, who had comprehended the profound meaning of military boxing, and Xu Wanqing were all in the training ground.
\ 'This should be the place where geniuses from the top class and the school cultivate. I have also entered this level.\'
With this thought in mind, Lin Yao was not in the mood to chat with others. He knew very well that cultivation was a very personal thing.
He basked in the sun, recovered his energy, and practiced. Lin Yao, who felt comfortable in this place, did not waste any time.
In between practicing military boxing, he would also practice the Clear Mirror Sword-Drawing Technique.
This move was very effective on people, but Lin Yao was only proficient. He still needed to continue to refine it.
\ 'The essence of the Sword-Drawing Technique is speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. I am not fast enough now.\'
Training over and over again, drawing the sword over and over again. This was a boring cultivation, but it was also a foundation that an expert had to lay down.
The only thing that made Lin Yao frown was that without the assistance of others, he could only draw the sword while practicing the Sword-Drawing Technique. This was not very effective. The best way to practice the Sword-Drawing Technique was to have someone attack him and then split the attack the moment it arrived.
"I'll look for Zhang Heng during the lunch break. This can be considered a mutual training. Unfortunately, it would be great if there was an expert attacking me. Zhang Heng gives me too little pressure."
…
While Lin Yao was practicing, some people noticed him. Naturally, the people who paid the most attention to Lin Yao were the top three students from the other classes who would be fighting against him in two days.
Upon seeing Lin Yao's training, some people were vigilant, but others ignored him.
\ 'Flashing Sword-Drawing Technique? Humph, it\'s just a crooked way. As long as my fist is strong enough and fast enough, I can defeat all obstacles.\'
Di Qiang had this thought in mind. He believed in his fists and did not care about how powerful Lin Yao was. He only wanted to strengthen himself. This was also the reason he could comprehend the profound meaning of military boxing.
Unfortunately, other people did not have Di Qiang\'s temperament. Even Xu Wanqing was watching Lin Yao\'s Sword-Drawing Technique, estimating the speed of drawing the sword and whether she could resist it.
In this way, some people paid attention to him, while others ignored him. Lin Yao ignored them and focused on training wholeheartedly.
At noon, Lin Yao looked for Zhang Heng, who had finished his training, and told him about his idea of sparring.
"Let\'s spar. Let\'s go. However, you can\'t use flashes. That thing is too shameless."
"Don\'t worry. I want to practice the Sword-Drawing Technique. I won\'t use flashes, and I will try to use as little vital energy as possible."
The two of them, who had decided to fight, stood at the edge of the field. Then, Lin Yao bent over and made a sword-drawing gesture, while Zhang Heng raised his fist and attacked.
Clang!
When Zhang Heng rushed over, Lin Yao flicked his left thumb and drew the sword with his right hand. A curtain-like sword gleam was pulled out and slashed toward Zhang Heng\'s chest and abdomen.
However, Lin Yao did not use any vital energy in this attack. It was purely the Sword-Drawing Technique. Although this was a good sword technique, Zhang Heng had practiced military boxing hard for 10 years and had fought hundreds of times with others.
He stared intently at Lin Yao\'s right hand. When Lin Yao drew the sword, his body moved ahead of his head to block it.
The clanging sound of iron being struck was caused by Lin Yao\'s ironwood sword slashing at Zhang Heng\'s boxing gloves.
His move was blocked. Before Lin Yao could react, Zhang Heng\'s body suddenly closed in on him, entering Lin Yao\'s inner circle, and he tried to grab Lin Yao with both hands.
"Stop, I have lost … Sigh … The Sword-Drawing Technique alone is indeed not enough to deal with you, who has practiced military boxing for 10 years."
In fact, Lin Yao had only lost the upper hand earlier. Although he could not use his sword after entering Zhang Heng\'s inner circle, and he did not know how to use his sword to force the enemy to retreat, he could abandon his sword and fight hand-to-hand with Zhang Heng.
Lin Yao had also practiced military boxing for several years, so he was not weaker than Zhang Heng in this aspect.
However, this was a sparring match, not an arena match. He was not seeking victory but to find out his shortcomings.
Upon seeing Lin Yao admit defeat, Zhang Heng quickly stopped. "Your sword is already very fast, but military boxing can defend against almost all offensive moves. After practicing hard for more than 10 years, it has become my body\'s instinct. As long as you draw your sword, I will be able to react. Let\'s unleash vital energy and see."
"We\'ll talk about it later. Let me try to see if I can use the pure Sword-Drawing Technique first."
"Okay, I will also practice how to deal with this kind of enemy."
Lin Yao and Zhang Heng fought at the edge of the field. Zhang Heng attacked, and Lin Yao drew his sword. It all depended on whether Lin Yao could break through Zhang Heng\'s defense and slash him.
In the beginning, Lin Yao felt that he had a chance. However, after some sparring, Lin Yao discovered that after practicing military boxing as an instinct, Zhang Heng\'s body could resist any of his attacks.
Zhang Heng had already practiced to the point where his fists and feet were in harmony with his body and mind. Although he had not reached the point where he could unlock the shackles and control the whole body, he was very close. The sword that Lin Yao drew could not hurt Zhang Heng at all.
After all, the pure Sword-Drawing Technique was only an iron technique and could only be used once. If Lin Yao could not land a blow on Zhang Heng, he would be defeated.
\ 'Sigh … Sure enough, although military boxing is simple, this is the useful move. I shouldn\'t have learned the ultimate move last week. Otherwise, I wouldn\'t have been defeated in the first round.\'
"Don\'t complain. You will advance to a martial artist sooner or later. The moves that you have learned can be used at the martial artist stage … I will use the vital energy seed this time. Be careful."
"Bring it on. Just don\'t flash."
Lin Yao stood still on both sides again. After taking a deep breath, he bent his body and made a sword-drawing gesture. Upon seeing this, Zhang Heng rushed over. When he reached Lin Yao, he shouted and threw a heavy punch. However, Lin Yao could sense that although his best friend had thrown a punch, he had held back 30% of his strength. He was preparing to block it.
\ 'It\'s a pity that I\'m not as fast as I was just now.\'
With a loud bang, a vital energy seed burst in Lin Yao\'s body. The energy contained in the seed turned into a warm current that flowed throughout Lin Yao\'s body, greatly stimulating it. Lin Yao unlocked some of the shackles and unleashed extraordinary power.
As the warm current surged throughout his body, Lin Yao flicked his left thumb and drew his right hand. He pulled out a curtain-like sword gleam, which cut through the air and slashed at Zhang Heng.
The moment the sword gleam appeared, Zhang Heng\'s body made a blocking gesture. However, Lin Yao\'s sword was faster this time. Before Zhang Heng\'s fist could reach the blocking path, Lin Yao\'s sword gleam had already broken through the defense of Zhang Heng\'s hands and slashed at his body.
With a loud bang, Zhang Heng\'s body was hit hard by Lin Yao\'s sword, and he was sent flying one meter away.
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