Chapter 972 (1/2)
In fact, in terms of martial arts, the best situation is definitely a hundred schools of thought, so that different sparks can collide. However, Wang Zhen has his concerns. If he carries forward his internal strength, his supreme position in the martial arts circle will be more or less affected.
If you are right, that kid should have some power of inheritance, which is an extremely rare situation, completely beyond the level of martial arts.
In short, those legendary masters of celebrities, though unable to break through the limitation of yangshou, leave their inheritance power through some natural materials and earth treasures, or weapons as the carrier when their lights are dry and oil is exhausted. It is possible that they may be in a quiet place, or they may fall into the hands of related people with the turnover of the carrier, so as to accept the inheritance power, which is also considered to be life Another way of life.
In fact, it's just like donating remains and organs. It's just different. We have to admit that the wisdom of the ancients in some fields is far beyond the scope of modern science and technology.
Of course, it doesn't mean that everyone can refine the power of inheritance. The requirements are so harsh that some legendary experts have wasted half their lives without finding suitable carriers.
There is no doubt that every martial artist who can get the power of inheritance is the favorite of heaven. According to Wang Zhen's judgment, just in the blue sword rain, the breath of Wudang skill was transmitted, but there are some differences. It seems that Wudang skill handed down today is not so domineering.
”Isn't it...” Wang Zhen's heart trembled, suddenly thinking of a famous legend.
For a while, Wang Zhen was uncertain. In fact, as long as he spoke, it was not difficult to keep me. But when he thought of Chen's cruel words, he was angry. According to him, this boy can represent the future of Chinese martial arts? Where to put the Qi powerful warrior!
After a short pause, Wang Zhen pretended to be deaf.
This week, Ziang is also very cunning. He has been observing his words. Since his master kept silent, president Jin also said something. There is no need to worry about it.
Zhou Zi'ang thumped me a few times, which made me spit blood continuously. I felt painful and could faint at any time.
”Little bunny, you can't blame others for falling into such a field. You can only say that you died of arrogance. If you had just listened to master Zhang, you would have abstained obediently. As for what happened? Hum, I want to challenge the authority of the first day, and I don't pee to take care of myself! ”
”Zhou, I have to fight with you for bullying my younger martial brother.” At this time, song Wenxuan, who is not far from the stage, has a fierce look at the bottom of his eyes. To say that Zhou Ziang, who is at his peak, is unmatched. Now it's different.
”Bully Zhuang Feng, go together.” He Gang also gave a deep drink and raised his arms.
Those disciples of the outer gate, with red eyes, were led by He Gang to fight together.
”Well, that's nonsense.” At this time, president Jin at the judging panel, with a big wave of his hand and a great deal of energy, blew them away, that is, song Wenxuan, and carried them down. President Jin clapped them again. Soon, song Wenxuan snorted, rolled on the ground for several times, and finally hit the wall heavily, and there was a hollow palm print on his back.