It was three days before the Outer Palace Sect Competition. Long Bufan, who originally wanted to rest, once again began to madly train. There was no other reason other than the time bomb known as the Fire Phoenix in his body. He had no choice but to raise his cultivation level and increase his chances of finding the Fire Phoenix's blood essence.
Early in the morning, Outer Palace Dormitory area, in the courtyard of Dormitory No. 888.
Long Bufan was humbly asking Raymond for advice on some swordsmanship knowledge. Due to the argument he had with Yang Feng on the first day of the swordsmanship class, he had not really majored in swordsmanship for the past half a year, so he still lacked knowledge in this area.
Raymond was born in an ancient martial arts family and majored in swordsmanship in the sect. He was proficient in the principles of swordsmanship's attack and defense. His explanations were quite original and almost crazy. At least, since Long Bufan came to find Raymond in the morning, he had been talking for a full four hours. He was like the overflowing Yellow River, not at all like the usually simple and honest Raymond.
Xiao Bai, who was lying on the stone table, was chewing on a big apple, occasionally letting out a satisfied hum. As for Long Yunfei and Ling Yan, they ran off to some unknown corner to pick up girls.
Then, Long Bufan demonstrated a swordsmanship under Raymond's request. Raymond walked up to him and said, "The path of martial arts is nothing more than one word: practice. After the demonstration just now, I found that your movements are still very rusty. Your intention is there but the form is not there yet!"
"Rusty!" Long Bufan was stunned. He felt that Raymond had hit the nail on the head. Although his speed was fast enough, sometimes he felt that he could not control his body movements as he wished. Especially when he transformed into the Blood Demon Soldier, his body's various functions were greatly enhanced, but they still could not move as he wished. He could not help but ask curiously, "Then how can I achieve the intention and form?"
"Physical training." Raymond glanced at Long Bufan and said. Among the brothers in their dormitory, only Long Bufan had climbed up step by step from the lowest level of odd-job worker to where he was now. The hard training he had undergone must be extraordinary, and Raymond admired him from the bottom of his heart.
"Physical training can be achieved?" Long Bufan's eyes lit up, his brows furrowed as he pondered.
"Yes!" Raymond nodded, his thick hands scratching his head as he laughed foolishly. "Actually, these theories were all taught to me by my father. As I said earlier, the path of martial arts is nothing more than practice and comprehension. When you train your body's various senses to a certain level, in addition to your own comprehension, you will be able to condense even purer elemental energy within your body to move your body. However, the prerequisite is that you must have a strong body. For example, if you want to smelt and melt ores, you need a large steel furnace of high quality. Otherwise, it won't be able to withstand the high temperature and will break. "
"I see." Long Bufan came to a sudden realization. He pondered as he digested Raymond's words, muttering to himself, "If that's the case, then the best way to train one's physical fitness should be to use external assistance. What external assistance should I use …"
After pondering for a while, Long Bufan suddenly slapped his thigh. "Got it!"
Raymond curiously asked, "Boss, what is it?"
"Gravity Array!"
Long Bufan glanced at Raymond, the corners of his mouth rising slightly. He said, "But I'll need your help. If I use the array myself, the gravity will have no effect on me."
In the courtyard, following the activation of the Gravity Array, Long Bufan clearly felt the surrounding earth elemental energy become lively. It rushed to his side, forming a thick earthen yellow array around his body, with a range of only three meters.
As the Gravity Array rotated, Long Bufan felt his body grow heavier and heavier, as if he was carrying a heavy load. When he walked to the center of the array, Long Bufan already felt strained, as if there was a thousand kilograms pressing down on his body. His legs trembled slightly. He was currently bearing ten times the gravity of the earth, so one could imagine how heavy it was.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Long Bufan, covered in sweat, bent his knees and knelt on the ground. It was no wonder that Long Bufan, who had never tried this method of training before, was unable to adapt. However, Long Bufan did not give up. After all, there was always a first time when one could not adapt to everything.
"Boss, are you alright?" Raymond, who was standing outside the range of the Gravity Array, was startled. He hurriedly said with worry, "If you can't take it, then I'll withdraw the Runic Array …"
"No!" Long Bufan immediately waved his hand to interrupt Raymond's words. He clenched his teeth and struggled to stand up from the ground. Every time he practiced, he was extremely slow, as if he was an old man. Long Bufan's eyes shone with determination as he asked, "How long can the Runic Array last when you poured your energy into it?"
"About three hours." Raymond saw Long Bufan's persistence and could not help but secretly admire him.
Long Bufan reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said with difficulty, "En, three hours of training every day is enough." After saying that, he no longer paid any attention to Raymond and began to jump and swing his fists within the three-meter radius of gravity. Although his movements were somewhat stiff at the beginning, as he stayed in there for a long time, Long Bufan's body gradually adapted bit by bit.
"Boss, then you can practice slowly. I still have a sect mission to complete." Under Long Bufan's hardworking spirit, Raymond seemed to have been infected as well. He planned to go out and dig dung and paint walls.
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