A horseman holding a spear nodded. His entire body suddenly sprinted as if he was riding on a horse. A huge momentum gathered from his hands and feet to the spear in his hand. Like a meteor of lightning and fire, it pierced towards the goatee in a perfectly straight line.
However, the spear in the goatee instructor's hand was like a flower blooming. It drew a semicircle and cut through the air, sounding like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves.
It was as if he was facing a meteorite falling from the sky, creating a barrier.
In the next moment, the two great spears collided with each other. It was as if Mars had collided with Earth. The sound of a temple bell being struck could be heard. The student's spear was pushed away and pressed against the ground. Then, the instructor with the goatee kicked the student away. Seeing this, the goatee instructor sent the student flying.
"Bastard." He said angrily, "Galaxy Style requires the spearhead to form the shape of a galaxy. How many times have I said it? Do you think these feints are useless? So you just use all your strength to complete a simple thrust? You are simply ignorant and incompetent. This move is not for you to use against your enemies, but for you to train. If you can form a true Myriad Stars, Nine Flashes of Cold Light, then it means that you have grasped the Great Dragon of the Spear. The force in your body will be endless, achieving the effect of Stretching Tendons and Extending Bones. How many times do I have to say that the spear techniques that I teach are passed down from generation to generation. They are moves that have been tempered hundreds and thousands of times. Every detail and every movement has complicated reasons and principles. You are not allowed to change a single move or a single move. Go and practice this move a thousand times. If you don't finish practicing, you are not allowed to leave today. "
Although the student was a little afraid, he still plucked up his courage and said, "Instructor, when I went to listen to Fang Xingjian's lecture, he told me that moves with a form and trace are low-tier moves, while high-tier moves require the mind to move first. Only when the mind moves will the body move.
When practicing martial arts, the movements must be standard. This is to build the foundation.
However, for people like us who have practiced martial arts for a long time, after all the standard movements are in place, we should slowly correct our mistakes and change our stance bit by bit.
This was because everyone's body was different. Therefore, when using a move, whether it was for exerting strength in battle or for exercising one's health, it should be different according to one's own situation.
Only by calming down the spirit and thrusting the spear out of inspiration can one use the mind to move the qi and blood, subdue the qi and blood in the body and the great strength in the organs. There is no need to deliberately pursue the subtle differences in the moves. "
His words made a lot of sense, and even the students at the side were secretly nodding their heads, thinking that it made a lot of sense.
However, the goateed instructor glared at him like two light bulbs. With a face full of anger, he said, "Alright, alright, alright. It's Fang Xingjian again. Do you mean to say that when he gives pointers on spear techniques, he can give pointers to me?"
The student was shocked and immediately lowered his head. "Student doesn't dare." Actually, he had no intention of giving pointers to the instructor with the goatee. It was just that Fang Xingjian's words and demonstration the day before made him feel that they made sense. Therefore, he wanted to take them out to verify with the instructor and ask for his opinion.
However, his way of doing things was obviously too naive. He had no grasp of the ways of the world.
This was because things like martial arts could not be explained with words. Even if the instructor had a hundred mouths and explained his reasoning, there would definitely be people in the group of students who felt that what he said was wrong.
What should one do when faced with conflicting theories of martial arts? Most people would naturally fight it out, and whoever won would be in the right.
And if the instructor was unable to resolve this matter with lightning speed, he would probably lose his prestige among the students in the future and would no longer be able to teach students.
Speaking of which, it was Fang Xingjian who had spoken from afar. If even the instructor could not refute him, then who would listen to his spear techniques?
This was not snatching his rice bowl, but destroying his rice bowl and cutting off his source of income.
At this moment, the goateed instructor looked at the student in front of him who was laughing coldly in anger. In his heart, he hated Fang Xingjian even more.
"Fang Xingjian, you're really too arrogant. If we were to let you continue teaching us like this, we won't even be able to make a living."
He let out a cold laugh and shook the long spear in his hand, letting out a thunderous sound. "Fine, if you think that what Fang Xingjian said makes sense, then I'll go and have a spar with him right now. Let's see if he's right or if I'm in the right."
This instructor was really someone with a fiery temper. Carrying a large spear on his shoulder, he raised his head and left, running like the wind towards where Fang Xingjian was at.
In an instant, the remaining students burst into an uproar.
"Teacher Zadeh wants to fight with Fang Xingjian?"
"Quick! Go and watch! We definitely can't miss out on such a battle. "
That's right. Kirst Royal Knight Academy's number one spear arts instructor against a Windstorm Sword Hero who had challenged six Prefectural Champions in a row. Just the thought of such a battle made everyone's blood boil.
Both of them were first transition Knights whose attacks surpassed the speed of sound. Their sword arts and spear arts were extremely profound, and their abilities were above that of Hamil and the others. How exciting would such a battle be?
Thinking of this, everyone present could not wait and ran towards the Reflection Chamber.
…
On the other side, outside the confinement room, over ten student Knights were practicing different moves on the lawn. From time to time, a stream of sword Qi would shoot out from the window of the confinement room and strike them, correcting their movements.
And the one who attracted the most attention was Lilia, who was standing at the very front, brandishing her great sword.
The tip of the young lady's nose was filled with perspiration, her ponytail bouncing with each swing of her sword. Her long, straight, and muscular legs continued to unleash a powerful force, creating many depressions in the ground.
The young lady who was exercising was filled with a different kind of charm, attracting the gazes of many male Knights.
However, at the next moment, the earth suddenly seemed to tremble. Dust and grass danced in the air several hundred meters away, as if there were ten thousand horses galloping, or countless beasts charging over.
That majestic aura and terrifying prowess were reflected in the hearts of everyone present. They could not help but stop what they were doing and look in the direction of the newcomer with full vigilance.
In the next moment, a silhouette shot over like a sharp arrow. There were no strange footwork, nor were there any excessive moves. He just moved in a straight line, step by step, but at an unparalleled speed. In the blink of an eye, he had appeared before everyone.
It was the Knight Academy's number one spear arts instructor, Zadeh. Just him and his spear alone had the aura of ten thousand horses galloping. If such a person were to be in ancient China, he would be a match for ten thousand men, an existence akin to a god in the army.
Throwing a cold glance at everyone, Zadeh let out a low bellow. His lungs moved, his throat trembled, and sound waves gushed out.
"Hmph, a foul atmosphere. Fang Xingjian, come out."
Ferdinand frowned, smiled and said, "Teacher Zadeh, why have you come? Xingjian is currently in confinement and can't come out for now. " Zadeh's seniority was very high, and his spear arts were top-notch amongst those in the first transition. He had even guided Ferdinand in spear arts when he was young. This let Ferdinand know how difficult it was to get along with him.
Zadeh glanced at him coldly, then assessed the people who were still cultivating. He let out a cold snort and said, "Ferdinand, it's not the place for a junior like you to speak here. Where is Fang Xingjian? I heard that he has an opinion about my spear arts teaching? Then I'll have to have a good chat with him. "
Ferdinand's heart sank. Just as he was thinking of how to appease Zadeh, Fang Xingjian's voice rang out from the stone house.
"I wonder how Teacher Zadeh wishes to have an exchange?"
Zadeh let out a cold laugh, sweeping the great spear in his hand. It was like a sharp sword that could slice through gold and jade, slashing through the air and creating a circle with a diameter of five meters on the ground.
Pointing the tip of his spear at the circle, Zadeh said, "An exchange of spear arts would naturally be a contest of spears. Both you and I will stand in this circle and each of us will wield our spears and stab each other. Whoever is stabbed to death or escapes from the circle will be considered the loser. "Fang Xingjian, if you lose, you'll have to admit that your spear arts are beneath mine. You're not allowed to mislead the students and teach any other students spear arts."
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