Your skills are excellent, and now I have them too.

Chapter 65 A Fierce Woman

"Old Ji is wrong! Who says the Sword Sect can't focus on special techniques?"

Lu Zhao finally grasped a sliver of the feeling of Yi Sanqian, but he didn't grasp it while practicing martial arts. Instead, he saw it when Shen Xianke used the Qingling Rapier technique.

The reason he ran away at lightning speed was to return to the deserted training ground so he could try it out himself and see if he could complete the beginner level of 1,300.

Soon, Lu Zhao ran to the east side of the transport ship, where the usual training ground was still deserted.

He first checked the stunt description.

[Qingling Rapier Lv3: A powerful rapier executed using Qingling's movement techniques. Although known for its elusive movements, its attack is fierce and aggressive. Utilization rate: 57%, Side effect index: 0.]

It's a purple-level level 3 special skill, and it's based on family-inherited movement-based martial arts, so its utilization rate is relatively low.

"Wait, if that's the reason, perhaps I can make amends."

Lu Zhao activated his hand-eye coordination, and upon closer inspection, the utilization rate had indeed risen to 77%, confirming his initial guess.

bass.

The beam blade unfolded, and the energy began to circulate within his body.

When Lu Zhao had the thought of using the Qingling Rapier, a spiritual impulse arose at the same time. He subconsciously followed this impulse, took a step, and dodged to the side, moving a considerable distance away.

This situation is unique to him, the one who has cheated. Others comprehend special skills by first grasping the principles and then perceiving the extraordinary techniques, but he first obtains the answer and then explores the process.

So it wasn't until this moment that Lu Zhao realized that Qing Ling's movement technique didn't actually make people float, but rather that the angles at which the figure moved were very tricky, which gave people the illusion of flying up and down.

Following his instincts, he dodged diagonally forward again, then turned back sideways, his whole body forming a roughly "Z" shape.

If there really was an enemy in the open space, he should have already used these mesmerizing steps to get behind them.

Chi Chi Chi.

Lu Zhao felt a massive surge of energy rushing into his knife-wielding arm, several times more than what the Golden Finger technique consumed. As the technique description stated, the force was extremely powerful, propelling him directly towards the target.

Bang!

It pierced the air, yet produced a muffled, chaotic sound. The energy gathered at the tip of the blade, and the later-arriving blade collided with the earlier one, causing a shockwave.

The Qingling Rapier looks like a thrust, but it actually explodes at the point of impact.

"That's ruthless."

Lu Zhao felt a bit scared.

When practicing special skills, Shen Xianke was manipulated by him like a pornographic female character, but judging from the characteristics of her moves, she is actually a very strong-willed woman.

"I need to be more polite in the future. What if she holds a grudge and one day she gets all the hatred she needs and comes after me?"

Lu Zhao activated a state of tranquility to dispel distracting thoughts and return to the main topic.

When he used his special technique just now, he had another profound realization, which was unrelated to the final thrust, but mainly related to the steps he took beforehand.

He reviewed the situation for a while using his quick thinking ability, gained some insights, and then activated his special skill to begin the next round of observation.

Swish swish swish bang!

The crisp sound of rapiers echoed repeatedly across the training ground.

.....

Theoretically, the sun should be setting, but there is no sunset in the Void Sea.

Lu Zhao walked out of the training field, panting heavily and covered in dust.

The afternoon of reviewing and analyzing his moves had almost completely drained his energy and vitality.

"Why does it still feel like it's fucking lacking?"

Lu Zhao couldn't take it anymore.

Although even Xin Li said he couldn't master the martial arts, it was expected that it would be difficult, but he was anxious now.

The sooner he masters the skill, the sooner he can win the bet and obtain the Refinement Pill.

The main concern is that if they get it too late, Shi Jian will break through his cultivation level and become useless, leaving only Murong Can or Yang Guangming as options. However, to put it bluntly, their talent is somewhat lacking, so from a team perspective, giving it to Shi Jian wouldn't be as worthwhile.

As evening fell, it was time for the usual physical training. The reason for this training plan was that practicing Qi cultivation and martial arts during the day would consume a lot of energy and strength, so at night we could simply clear our minds and focus on physical training.

During the 5km warm-up, Lu Zhao asked Shi Jian again, "How much longer do you feel about breaking through?"

"It'll be ready soon, probably in three to five days."

Shi Jian, who was usually outspoken, hesitated noticeably this time before asking, "Is there any chance of getting the Cleansing Pill?"

Asking this might seem a bit rude to a normal person, but he wasn't a normal person, and Lu Zhao was already used to it. He simply said, "I'll try my best."

At that moment, he suddenly felt a little dazed and understood how Gu Yong had felt when he helped him find connections.

No matter what, Dad will find a way to cover for his son.

Just like when Lu Zhao introduced Chen Qinhu to Zhou Changsheng, emotionally, they were like buddies who slept together, but pragmatically, he was just investing in a potential stock.

The two ran on the track for a while when Lu Zhao suddenly saw a familiar figure ahead with a wooden hairpin stuck in his head.

"Submit your meaning."

Lu Zhao ran over and suddenly shouted from behind.

Ouch!

Fu Xixi was so frightened she almost screamed.

Looking back from the left, I saw a fierce-looking face. I quickly turned to the right and saw Lu Zhao.

None of the three stopped walking.

"Do you warlocks also need to train your physical abilities?" Lu Zhao deliberately emphasized the word "warlock," without exposing the apprentice's self-proclaimed status as a warlock.

Fu Xixi: "Hmph, even sorcerers need to practice martial arts. Only when their skill level is high can they use powerful spells."

"I see."

Lu Zhao casually replied, intending to end the awkward conversation, but Shi Jian suddenly started acting up, saying bluntly, "Liu Yi, how come you even know a female sorceress? Is it because of your handsome face?"

Fu Xixi stared blankly, feeling that this was not something a normal human would say to someone's face.

Lu Zhao kicked him aside: "This guy's brain is so thin, don't take him to heart."

Fu Xixi couldn't help but chuckle: "Why does he call you Liu Yi?"

"...Because I scored 61 points on the talent test," Lu Zhao replied helplessly.

Oh, you only got 61 points? I got over 70. But he knows how to repair machines, so he can take the engineer exam.

Fu Xixi thought this to herself, but she was a dignified person and wouldn't say it directly like Shi Jian.

For a warlock apprentice, the people around her are usually quite talented, and in her eyes, 61's talent is really not that great.

So, to offer her comfort, she decided to share her own hardships.

"Actually, I didn't come here to cultivate. This afternoon, Master asked me to learn how to draw formations, but I just couldn't get it right. I came here to run to clear my mind."

Lu Zhao hadn't originally intended to talk much, but since she had started, he just continued the awkward conversation.

"What is a drawing array?"

Fu Xixi pointed to the light screen above her head: "This is a kind of array, drawn by my master. It's a composite array. I've only learned single arrays. Now my master is teaching me to combine them so that I can become an array master."

"What fusion?"

Lu Zhao was a little overwhelmed. Whenever he heard this word, he would start replaying various martial arts techniques in his mind and thinking about how to integrate them.

"I don't understand either."

Fu Xixi sighed: "Master said that water and fire seem incompatible on the surface, but sometimes they can coexist, and they can be mutually supportive or mutually destructive. But I don't know when that will happen... What's wrong with you?"

She saw Lu Zhao staring at her as he drew closer and closer, his eyes filled with fervor.

At that moment, she remembered her master's outrageous speculation.

He might be interested in you.

Huh? No, really?

Lu Zhao walked over step by step, grabbed her arm, and leaned in close, his sweat emanating from him.

Gudong.

Fu Xixi swallowed hard, not daring to speak, her heart pounding.

"What if he suddenly says something strange? We've only met once. Would it be too hurtful to just reject him outright?"

Lu Zhao raised an eyebrow: "Why is your face so red? Are you tired? Take a rest for a while, and tell me about that theory, the mutual generation and restraint stuff."