While controlling the power in his arm, he rotated his true yuan to counteract the coldness of the waterfall. Even with the support of the Chaotic True Yuan Technique, Lin Ming felt like he couldn't hold on any longer!
His arms began to tremble, and the blue veins on his forehead and forearm bulged out one by one. After another half incense stick of time, accompanied by a dull thud, the tip of Guan Hong's gun was finally smashed against the rock by the waterfall. Lin Ming knelt on the rock, panting heavily, feeling that both arms were no longer his own, and the true yuan in his body had been greatly consumed.
"Whoosh!" Lin Ming was washed down the rocky cliff by the waterfall, and he thrust out a spear to stab into the rock, stabilizing his body in the water.
"It's been about an hour, and I'm already at my limit. Unfortunately, if only I had a True Origin Stone now, I could recover quickly and continue cultivating. The bet with Zhang Cang is coming up soon, and if I win his True Origin Stone, I can use it for a while longer, but after that, I'll have to think of something else."
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Time passed day by day, Lin Ming practiced his gun in the Cold Pool Waterfall for two hours every day. At the same time, he was also tempering his body. The medicinal power of the Golden Snake Scarlet Gallbladder Pill had been completely absorbed by him. Although Lin Ming's cultivation was still stuck at the early stage of Practicing Body Threefold, his realm had been thoroughly consolidated.
In eight days, Lin Ming used up all the sixteen hours of cultivation time he had saved. By the last day, Lin Ming was able to hold the Rainbow Gun steady and stand in the waterfall for an entire hour. At first, the long gun hardly moved, but after half an hour, it would start to shake slightly within a small range.
Two more days passed, and it had been a whole month since Lin Ming arrived at the Seven Profound Martial House. As usual, Lin Ming got up early and stood under a hundred-year-old tree in front of his wooden house door, holding the tail of his gun with both hands stretched out, leveling an eight-hundred-and-twenty-jin, eight-foot-long spear horizontally.
On the tip of Guan Hongqiu's gun, a porcelain bowl was placed, filled with water. Under Lin Ming's steady strength, not a single drop of this bowl of water spilled out, as if it were placed on a table, so stable.
The time for training is up, can't go to Cold Pool Waterfall, Lin Ming only used his own method to practice.
Lin Ming practiced until noon, then he simply ate something and rested for a while before shouldering the Guan Hong spear and rushing to the Seven Wuhou Martial Arts Arena. Today was the day of his duel with Zhang Cang...
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Although the season has entered autumn, the midday sun is still very fierce. At this time, it is the moment when the yang energy is strongest and the sunlight is most intense in a day, and ordinary people rarely go out at this time, mostly staying home for a nap. However, there were quite a few people gathered on the martial arts arena of the Seventh Xuanwu Prefecture.
Most of them were disciples of the Seventh Xuanwu Hall and the Human Hall, and some came from the Heavenly Hall. Although the sun was scorching at this time, there wasn't a single drop of sweat on their faces. They still looked calm and composed, with an air of ease and nonchalance, clearly none of them were mediocre.
Today is the day when Lin Ming, Zhang Cang, Wang Yanfeng and Liu Mingshang will engage in a gamble fight. Among these four people, two are the first and second place winners of this new student assessment, while the other two are powerful old disciples. This gimmick is enough to attract the attention of many Seven Profound Martial House disciples.
The disciples of the Human Pavilion came to watch the excitement, while those from the Earth and Heaven Pavilions came to take a look at their potential rivals. Whether it was Lin Ming or Wang Yanfeng, they would inevitably rise in rank later on. Even the disciples of the Heaven Pavilion wouldn't underestimate them. Of course, that's something for the future. For now, their abilities were still a bit immature.
"The outcome of these two matches is not that suspenseful, there have been battles between new and old before, the new ones almost never win, let alone this time's opponents Liu Mingxiang and Zhang Cang are masters, Lin Ming and Wang Yanfeng don't stand a chance." A disciple of Tianyi Sect looked at the sundial next to the arena and said slowly.
"It's true, but don't underestimate Lin Ming. When he first entered the Wu Fang, I didn't pay much attention to him. But during the last Wan Sha Array assessment, he managed to break into 126th place, which is an incredible achievement! This time, it just so happened that he was matched up against Zhang Cang. If he had been matched up against Liu Ming Xiang instead, Liu might have ended up in a ditch!"
"You think Liu Mingxiang will lose to Lin Ming? No way, Lin Ming's talent is limited after all. Although last time his ranking in the Wan Sha array wasn't much different from Liu Mingxiang's, that was only because he had consumed two top-grade elixirs from the assessment reward. In just one month, can he catch up with Liu Mingxiang?"
"Innate talent? You're still fixated on Lin Ming's innate talent? No matter what kind of strange encounters Lin Ming has had, no matter how many spiritual elixirs he's consumed, the fact is that his current display of strength has completely transcended his innate talent. Anyone who underestimates him because of his innate talent will definitely suffer!" a disciple of the Heavenly Sect said with certainty.
"Hey, you overestimate Lin Ming. Last time I went to the library, I specifically paid attention to Lin Ming's chosen techniques...". The disciple of the Earth Sect deliberately dragged out his tone, attracting a lot of attention before slowly saying: "Lin Ming chose the 'Basic Gun Technique' and 'Basic Footwork', as well as a damaged copy of some 'Powder Body Fist'. With just these, how much progress can he make in a month? Last time he was able to get 126 points because he took two rare medicines, Red Golden Dragon Marrow Dan and Golden Snake Gallbladder Pill. Even if it were a pig that ate such medicine, it would be greatly enhanced. Lin Ming's talent is limited after all, he can't cultivate high-level techniques or high-level martial skills. With just these two simplest basic things, how can he possibly surpass Liu Mingxiang?"
Lin Ming stood out in the Array of a Thousand Kills, easily drawing attention from other disciples of the Martial House. Many people went to see the technique Lin Ming had chosen, and it was easy to investigate as everything was written on the tally sheets for anyone to see.
"What? 'Basic Gun Techniques' and 'Basic Footwork'? Lin Ming actually chose these? This kind of technique won't be powerful no matter how you practice it, I thought he would choose 'Invisible Technique', 'Nine Yang Annihilation' or something like that..."
"Haha, 'Wuyinggong'? 'Jiuyangjue'? This technique is certainly good, but can ordinary people practice it? Have you forgotten Lin Ming's talent? I estimate that this guy's comprehension is also limited, he knows himself well, so he chose these two simplest ones. You wait and see, this time the halo on Lin Ming's body will be removed!" The disciple who spoke had a tone of schadenfreude, Lin Ming had only been in the Seven Profound Martial House for a short time and was already ranked above him, which made him very unhappy.
Just then, a commotion arose in the crowd, and from afar, a group of people automatically made way for a path, and two men, about twenty years old, walked shoulder to shoulder.
One of them was slender, with a cold and stern expression, carrying a heavy black sword on his back. Although he walked casually, his body exuded a sharp aura, as if he himself were an unsheathed cold steel sword.
Another person, with a robust and tall stature, had muscles all over his body. He carried an eight-foot-long purple-black staff on his back. This man walked steadily and silently, as if using a ruler to measure his footprints would reveal that the distance between every two footprints was completely consistent, six feet per step, neither more nor less! This is the manifestation of practicing the top-level lightness skill "Six Feet Step" from the Seven Mysteries Martial Arts Academy's library.
"Lin Sen!"
"Too bitter!"
"These two people actually came to watch the game too!"
Most of the people who came to watch this match were disciples of Di Zong Tang, and although some people from Tian Fu also came, they were mostly ranked 50th or 60th or later, and those at the end of the Tian Fu ranking list were afraid that they would be squeezed out by those behind them, so they came to take a look.
Ling Sen and Tak Ku, both of whom were unshakeable in their positions on the Ranking Stone, had also come to watch the internal gambling match within the Earth Hall?
