2: 30 pm, first floor of the Reserve Team's training ground in the northwest area.
Tu Zheng smiled and said to Lou Cheng, "Everyone has been training hard every day and neglecting actual combat. Sparring with each other can help verify what we have learned and find problems. After all, our Martial Artists are not of a high rank and can only help to simulate the style of sparring. Therefore, the Reserve Team has always had this tradition. When there are no matches, we will organize a sparring session on Friday afternoons."
This was also an effective way to increase the competitive atmosphere in the Reserve Team.
"Understood. Our Martial Arts Club used to do similar exercises," Lou Cheng replied casually.
However, it wasn't as formal as today. The strength of both parties was also lower.
"Alright then. Let's draw lots. Since we are going to verify what we have learned, there is no need to hide it. I reckon we will be exhausted after one round." Tu Zheng picked up a piece of white paper on the table and scribbled a few numbers. He tore it into six pieces and messed them up. "The one who gets' one 'will be the first to spar. The one who gets' two 'will be the second, and the one who gets' three 'will be the last."
They were in a small office attached to the training ground. There were surveillance cameras that had to be turned on to record the situation of the sparring session. It would be convenient for them to observe the process and analyze problems from the perspective of a bystander. It was much more formal than the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club.
Lou Cheng picked up a random piece and opened it. He couldn't help but smile.
"Three. You can only be the last."
"I'm one." Tu Zheng flashed the piece of paper.
"Team Tu, why are we meeting again?" Sun Jianlin bared his teeth.
The piece of paper in his hand clearly had the word "one."
"This is called fate!" Tu Zheng laughed and turned to look at Lu Shaofei and the rest. "Who got 'three'?"
"Me." Yu Wangyuan chuckled. He flipped his palm and revealed the piece of paper.
Not bad. An experienced Fourth Pin Mighty One … Lou Cheng nodded. He was looking forward to the upcoming sparring session.
Stepping into the arena room that was specially built for the training ground, Lou Cheng leaned against the bulletproof and heat-proof glass. He glanced at the cameras everywhere and watched as Tu Zheng and Sun Jianlin walked to the center and took up their stances. Yu Wangyuan acted as the temporary referee.
Lowering his waist and releasing his aura, Tu Zheng's smile disappeared. Golden red flames seemed to be leaping out of his eyes. Even though they were dozens of meters apart, Lou Cheng could feel the air getting hotter. It was like when he passed by an iron-smelting furnace when he was young and happened to see red water flowing out. It was as if the air conditioner in the training ground had malfunctioned and the high temperature from outside seeped in.
Slightly changing the environment with his aura … As expected of a Mighty One close to Physical Invulnerability … Lou Cheng nodded slightly. At the same time, he was filled with admiration and motivation to catch up.
The battle between Tu Zheng and Sun Jianlin lasted for three minutes. Tu Zheng, who was obviously holding back, eventually defeated his opponent. He even gave Sun Jianlin some pointers as the team leader. This allowed Lou Cheng, who was watching from the side, to have a new understanding of some of the moves in the Dan stage chapter of the Fire Sect.
It could be seen that other than the Fire Sect techniques, Tu Zheng had also learned the secret art that combined the Golden Bell Shield and the Undying Flesh Body. However, his core force was the Fire Force, which couldn't fully support the other martial arts, making the effect seem rather weak.
Similarly, Sun Jianlin, who had completed the mutation with the Emperor Yan Force, couldn't fully display the wonders of the Dark Sect's Flickering Light Passing Shadow.
In the second battle, Jia Lu used a weapon. It was a short sword made of alloy that was about the length of a forearm. It had a faint red glow to it. When it was swung, sparks flew and it was exceptionally terrifying.
Lou Cheng admired her swordsmanship with great interest and studied how she had integrated the secret arts of the Fire Sect into it.
According to his master's description, at the Inhuman stage, the power of punches and slashes was similar to the power of weapons. The greatest use of the latter was actually to expand the range of close-range attacks. An inch longer, an inch stronger!
Of course, as an external object, there was a gap between weapons and the Force that one had cultivated. If one used it directly without polishing it, it would only spoil the weapon. Unless one allowed flames and other substances to attach to the surface of the weapon, it wouldn't be very effective.
Therefore, after obtaining a weapon, if a martial artist wanted to use it, they would have to follow the ancient method and constantly "nourish" it with the Force. The modern theory was that through the repeated "scouring" of the Force with low intensity, the molecular structure and composition of the material would gradually change. In the end, it would resemble the skin and muscles of the "owner" to a certain extent and complete the conduction with less loss.
It was precisely because of this that even if one obtained a Divine Weapon that had been used by a Physical Invulnerability expert before, under the circumstances of "incompatibility", it could only be used as a slightly sharper kitchen knife.
Every master who specialized in weapons had a few "companions" that they had nourished for many years. In order to prevent damage, they had to start all over again!
With the breakthrough in the research of bionics materials, custom-made weapons could greatly reduce the time needed to nourish them.
This was a huge blow to the ancient style, but it was an inevitable trend in the development of the era!
Scarlet light flashed and the sword shadows were like rainbows. Jia Lu's fight was spectacular and she had the upper hand for a while. Lu Shaofei, on the other hand, wasn't in a hurry. She steadily defended the opening and avoided the attacks. When the opponent's momentum started to weaken, she suddenly exploded and attacked like fire. She was as fierce as the tide and instantly put the opponent in a difficult situation.
After putting up a strong resistance a few times, Jia Lu still couldn't turn the situation around. Not only that, she was sinking deeper and deeper. When she was on the verge of defeat, she had no choice but to admit defeat in frustration and reflect on her mistakes in the previous battle.
Tu Zheng, Yu Wangyuan, and the rest interjected from time to time, voicing their own opinions and acting as a stepping stone for others.
Lou Cheng liked this kind of atmosphere very much. How his teammates played in private was their own business, but when it came to martial arts, they were very serious. They were in the golden age of vitality, drive, experience, mentality, and other factors combined together!
After the exchange, Yu Wangyuan, who had been the referee for two rounds, stepped into the center. His muscles were firm and his face was round.
Lou Cheng, who was full of anticipation, didn't waste any time. He flicked his navy blue martial arts suit and left the edge unhurriedly.
Tu Zheng, who had taken a break, would be the referee for this round.
Seeing that both parties had gotten into their stances and were ready to go, he waved his right hand and exhaled loudly.
"Begin!"
Lu Shaofei, Jia Lu, and the rest were energized. They paid more attention to the battle than before.
After Lou Cheng's battle with Peng Leyun at the end of April, he hadn't fought for more than two months. At that time, he already had the strength of a quasi-fourth Pin. What level was he at now?
They didn't doubt that Lou Cheng had the possibility of winning. There wasn't much difference between a quasi-fourth Pin and a veteran fourth Pin. The only difference was training, accumulation, and battle experience. Yu Wangyuan was definitely more powerful, but he wouldn't be so powerful to the extent of crushing his opponent. Both parties would have a 70: 30 chance of winning. Improvisation was equally important!
Following Tu Zheng's shout, Yu Wangyuan pounced out crazily. He dashed left and right in small steps, like a huge fire burning in a prairie. There wasn't anywhere for him to escape and he could only take it head-on.
Lou Cheng had the heart to experience it. Like Peng Leyun, he chose not to dodge.
He lowered his waist, gathered his qi and blood, and exploded his Dan force. Wearing a scarlet red flame glove on his right fist, he swung it heavily and powerfully.
Yu Wangyuan lowered his back and suddenly rushed forward. His speed reached the peak in an instant.
During this process, he made use of the inertia to attack. He gathered his qi and blood and expanded his arm.
Fire Force condensed and poured into Yu Wangyuan's fist. He didn't release it outwards. Instead, it gently exploded from within, creating a huge pushing force that accelerated forward!
In an instant, Yu Wangyuan's left fist increased in speed. It dragged out a shadow and hit Lou Cheng's flame glove.
Boom!
Scarlet light scattered like rain. Lou Cheng felt that his opponent's strength was surging like the sea and mountains. It was hard for him to take it head-on. He could only step on the ice crystals and slide backwards. With a slurp, he seemed to be running backwards.
The 15th Style of the Fire Sect, Jet Spray!
During the winter break, Dong Shaoyang had also used this move to defeat Lou Cheng!
It was an imitation of the One-Inch Punch technique. It used the controlled explosion of one's own Fire Force to replace the bouncing of the joints and stretching of the fascia to create a double pushing force. It could be used to change the part of the attack or to stack up pure strength. It was a rather practical secret art!
With one move, the flames scattered like rain and the person retreated like a push. Yu Wangyuan had gained the upper hand. He took a step forward and threw his right fist forward, doing Jet Spray again!
"As expected, Yu Wangyuan's strength is much stronger than Lou Cheng's …" Lu Shaofei, Jia Lu, and Sun Jianlin nodded as they watched. They heaved a sigh of relief.
Once an expert makes a move, it's easy to tell if he's skilled or not!
Jet Spray was Yu Wangyuan's best secret art. It could be used until the opponent admitted defeat!
Lou Cheng, who was sliding backwards, was getting more and more excited. He immediately circulated his qi and blood to stimulate the corresponding parts.
Kacha!
Facing Yu Wangyuan's Jet Spray attack, he didn't retreat but advanced instead. He took half a step forward and stretched his body, turning into a giant with bulging muscles. He swung his arm and smashed down with his fist from a condescending position!
The Simplified Battle Formula!
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