Transformation of Innate Talent

[Effects: Light yet strong bones, suitable for training in agility and lightness skills, proficient in swordsmanship and concealed weapons. With diligent practice, one can reach the level of a master who can cross a river on a reed.]

A complete transformation of the body's foundation!

Zhong Xuan sat up in surprise.

It has only been ten months since the awakening of the Myriad Renewals Destiny, and he has already advanced from the Grass-level Root Bone to the Human-level Root Bone.

"A one-point increase..."

Zhong Xuan realized that this point seemed to be more than he had understood.

Simultaneously.

It was the first time he had ever known his own physical limitations.

According to Ruan Xiu, five taels is a threshold; only those above five taels have the potential to become human-level talents.

Five taels and two mace, just enough to meet the standard.

next moment.

Zhong Xuan felt as if a fire dragon was attached to his spine, and his whole body suddenly became hot, with his blood and qi rushing wildly through his eight extraordinary meridians.

Blood vessels are damaged by the impact of qi and blood, and then repaired.

This process repeats itself continuously.

They didn't stop until dawn.

"call......"

Zhong Xuan let out a long breath, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The change of his physical constitution required breaking down and rebuilding the original bones. Even with the protection of the Myriad Renewals Destiny, it was by no means easy.

"I've heard that some large families have secret methods to rebuild the innate talent of their descendants when they are young. However, this method is usually extremely dangerous and has a very high mortality rate, so it is not easy to cultivate a prodigy."

Last night was not easy.

But the benefits are also enormous.

Both the resilience of blood vessels and the hardness of bones have improved significantly.

According to the mystical sayings of the martial arts world, it means being able to bear heavy burdens.

To put it simply...

It's like comparing the human body to a vessel; the larger the capacity, the higher the potential.

Zhong Xuan's talent at the Human Rank would be considered quite remarkable even in Baisha County. Coupled with a suitable martial art, this would be enough to make him famous throughout the county.

"Take your time..."

Sweating profusely, Zhong Xuan got up and got out of bed. He scooped up a few ladles of water from the water vat in the corner to wash himself clean, then put on his clothes and went out the door.

As a guide.

Since it's a part-time job, the benefits are less, but unlike the other instructors, you don't have to teach every day. You only need to go once or twice a week, which is more flexible.

Zhong Xuan glanced at the sky.

Then we left Xiahe Village.

Half an hour later.

He arrived at the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School and had just reached the edge of the training ground.

As soon as I arrived under the covered walkway, I heard a commotion. Looking around, I saw a group of martial arts students gathered together.

Several young people among them had particularly eye-catching outfits.

"Benhu Martial Arts School?"

......

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"First punches, then kicks, then grappling; combining internal martial arts techniques with weaponry."

"Your Flying Eagle Martial Arts School's grappling techniques are alright, but your weapons... are really just so-so."

On the training ground.

A group of teenagers wearing red shirts are confronting the disciples of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School.

You can tell from their training uniforms that they are all apprentices of Benhu Martial Arts School.

I've come here today to learn from your expertise.

Those who practice martial arts must have spirit; simply burying oneself in practicing fists will not produce a martial arts grandmaster. Therefore, the Baisha County Martial Arts Association reached a tacit agreement that disciples of martial arts schools in the city could freely spar with each other.

It's basically just another way of saying "challenge the venue".

In this way, the owner's reputation and the martial arts school's name can be preserved, while also allowing both sides to improve their martial arts skills.

The initial idea was good, but martial arts practitioners can't always stop at a point. Sometimes, when things get really heated, even the deputy master will personally step in to compete.

Today, the Benhu Martial Arts School came specifically to exploit the weaknesses of the Feiying Martial Arts School.

Since a martial arts school is a place for teaching martial arts, it should naturally integrate various schools of thought.

One subject alone is not enough.

However, Flying Eagle Martial Arts School was established relatively recently, and its swordsmanship was not very prosperous. While it had some talented people in fist and foot techniques, its weaponry was much worse than that of established martial arts schools like Benhu Martial Arts School.

"hateful."

He Siqi, the senior disciple among the formal students of Flying Eagle Martial Arts School, looked grim.

Benhu Martial Arts School came here today specifically to cause trouble.

Instead of fists and footwork, they specifically chose swords, spears, and clubs.

However, according to the rules of the martial arts association, they could not refuse. The head of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School was one of the three presidents of the martial arts association, and they could not lose credibility in their own school.

"Who else?"

A young apprentice from the Benhu Martial Arts School held a long sword and had a disdainful look on his face.

This behavior infuriated the disciples of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School across the street.

Although as long as Qian Hong is still around, Flying Eagle Martial Arts School's position among the top three will not be shaken, it is still very frustrating to be blocked at their doorstep.

Just as the disciples of Flying Eagle Martial Arts School were filled with resentment.

A somewhat dark-skinned boy stepped forward.

"I'll give it a try."

He Siqi turned to look at him, somewhat hesitantly: "Junior Brother Chen, when did you start practicing swordsmanship?"

Soon he reacted.

This junior brother Chen couldn't master boxing, so it seems he switched to learning swordsmanship from Master Zhong about a month ago.

Despite his skepticism, He Siqi nodded and said, "Junior Brother Chen, be careful."

The young apprentice named Chen He nodded slightly to He Siqi, then walked to the center of the crowd and drew his sword from his waist.

"Flying Eagle Sword Technique, Chen He."

Upon hearing the name of the Flying Eagle Sword Technique, the young swordsman from the Benhu Martial Arts School raised an eyebrow slightly.

The Divine Fist Eagle Sword was incredibly famous in Baisha County thirty years ago.

"please."

A hint of seriousness appeared in the young swordsman's eyes.

But when it came to the actual sword fight, he was dumbfounded.

The boy in front of me, named Chen He, has a very strange way of doing things; he uses all underhanded tactics.

Chen He, however, seemed to be receiving divine assistance more and more.

"Master Zhong is right. Swordsmanship should be unconventional and tailored to the individual. Although this person's swordsmanship surpasses mine, he has naturally long legs and is not skilled in footwork. Attacking his lower body will be surprisingly effective!"

The young swordsman suffered repeated setbacks.

Without hesitation, Chen He struck his thigh with a sword.

He collapsed to the ground.

"good!"

Upon seeing this, all the disciples of Flying Eagle Martial Arts School clapped and cheered.

This is the first time that Flying Eagle Martial Arts School has won a swordsmanship contest in all the many battles between the two martial arts schools.

Excited.

Everyone was even more puzzled.

Chen He was unremarkable when he practiced boxing, but he shone brightly when he switched to swordsmanship.

"Could it be that the instructor, Mr. Zhong, is truly a renowned teacher?"

Just as this thought arose.

But then a crisp "ding" sound was heard.

Then, in full view of everyone, a short sword deviated from its course, spun around, and flew far away before finally embedding itself in the bluestone bricks of the training ground.

"Despicable and shameless!"

He Siqi, the senior disciple, immediately glared at the enemy.

Just now, the young swordsman from Benhu Martial Arts School, unable to contain his anger, actually launched a sneak attack from behind. If he hadn't been interrupted, Chen He would probably have lost his life by now.

He Siqi was secretly alarmed.

If I'm not mistaken, what knocked the sword away just now was clearly a small pebble.

"What incredible internal energy!"

He Siqi was just looking for someone to help him.

The surrounding disciples of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School bowed in unison and greeted him as "Master Zhong".

Not bad.

The one who made the move just now was Zhong Xuan, who was watching from the sidelines.

Zhong Xuan, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked to the center of the training ground, only glancing indifferently at the disciples of the Benhu Martial Arts School:

"If you're not satisfied, call your master."