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

Chapter 68 You lost, give me the Cleansing Pill

Lu Zhao turned around and saw the person the officer surnamed Xu was saluting.

I wondered who it was, but it turns out to be that troublesome old Cen.

He thought this to himself, but still obediently saluted along with the others.

The warlock holds a very special position. On a large ship, they are similar to the pilot, and maintaining the light screen above and navigating the Void Sea are all inseparable from the warlock.

Moreover, Cen Lanqi's words showed little respect for Old Ji, indicating that even in terms of official rank and background, he was not necessarily lower than the other party.

Everyone present, even a wealthy heiress like Shen Xianke, had to behave properly in front of him.

Cen Lanqi nodded to everyone and continued walking towards the opposite side of the training ground. Then, a man and a woman appeared behind him. The man looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old and had a small braid. The woman was Fu Xixi, who secretly stuck out her tongue at Lu Zhao.

The younger one, being bolder, took two steps forward and said, "Master, it looks like they're going to duel. Shall we go watch?"

Cen Lanqi glared at him: "Aren't you bored? Why don't you stay here and watch until tomorrow before coming back?"

"hey-hey."

Little Braid chuckled awkwardly twice and then fell silent.

The three of them passed by this corner and continued walking forward, while the others relaxed as well.

Fang Ziran brandished the practice knife in her hand: "Come on, let's hurry up, I still have to practice later."

Lu Zhao drew the knife he had just taken from the sidelines.

The two were just gambling privately, not in a formal competition, so there was no need for either of them to give orders; they just started playing.

Fang Ziran is arrogant, but not foolish. Even if he underestimates his opponent, it's only in his mind; his actions will not be careless.

So once it started, he didn't even give up the first move. He threw the scabbard aside, took three big strides, and half-runned, half-leaped forward to close the distance.

Lu Zhao immediately sensed that he was indeed different from the previous two days.

Just like the conversation I heard before, the original Fang Ziran was more steady than aggressive. Although he was steady and reliable, he didn't give the enemy enough pressure. Now he has overcome this.

His aggressive, head-on style of play provides considerable pressure, while his steady approach prevents him from revealing too many weaknesses.

Faced with such an attack, Lu Zhao would have no chance of taking it head-on unless he used special skills.

Practicing martial arts skills in real combat is completely different from testing them using mechanisms.

While the force with which the mechanism is activated is considerable, it is not excessive; instead, it uses sensors to detect and provide feedback, directly assigning a score.

When competing against a real person, one cannot only consider the technique itself, especially against an opponent like Fang Ziran who is a level higher. Even if he holds back some of his strength, his numerical value is still significantly higher.

If you try to block directly, the difference in strength will likely cause your movements to become distorted, and you won't be able to use all your techniques.

This is why Ji Ye asked Wang Zhao to design a mechanism passage. If they had faced each other head-on, Lu Zhao and Gongsun Ke, who were only at the Warrior Realm at the time, probably wouldn't have had a chance.

"Keep it up!"

The crying girl clenched her fists, hoping to see Lu Zhao lose, as if that would wash away the humiliation of being squeezed out of the top eight.

Shen Xianke remained expressionless. She noticed Fang Ziran's progress and decided to test her skills against him after the event.

In that instant, Lu Zhao swiftly retreated, dodging the powerful attack. He then took a deep breath, his mind flashing back to the practice he had done the night before.

The next moment, he moved.

Whoa!

Just like when he "escaped" from Neishi Xiangyang's sight this morning, he seemed to float in the air, starting from his original position and drawing a strange arc.

At that moment, the crying girl's cheer caught in her throat, and she instinctively looked at Shen Xianke. Not only her, but the other girls with connections did the same.

People from prominent families may begin practicing martial arts earlier, but not too early. They usually start after the age of sixteen, when their body's meridians have developed to a considerable extent.

However, in terms of martial arts, most of them had been exposed to it long ago. Regardless of how well they practiced or how hard they worked, they had been exposed to it since childhood, so their judgment would not be too bad.

Therefore, they could all see that Lu Zhao's movement technique had a hint of Qing Ling's movement technique.

But Qingling's movement technique is a martial art that the Shen family keeps secret.

Shen Xianke was also surprised at this moment.

Unfortunately, the level 3 Qingling Rapier has already been copied. If it weren't for that, Lu Zhao should be receiving the +20% notification now.

Her surprise stemmed not only from the familiarity of the movement technique, but also from her curiosity about Lu Zhao.

Could it be that he grasped the essence of Qingling's movement technique after only watching me demonstrate it once yesterday?

Even the academic officials of the Imperial Academy couldn't do that, could they?

Of course she didn't know that Lu Zhao hadn't just glanced at it. After copying the special effects yesterday at noon, he went back and secretly practiced them for an entire afternoon, watching them many times.

Afterwards, with Fu Xixi's guidance, he grasped the principle of Yin-Yang harmony, took the medicine given to him by Old Ji to replenish his Qi, and practiced diligently through the night, finally obtaining his own unique skills.

By combining the Qingling movement technique from the first half of the Qingling Rapier technique with the swiftness of the Jibu movement technique, he created this thing that he doesn't know what to call it.

It is as elusive as Qingling's movement technique, but it also has the speed of the Swift Step technique. Therefore, it is not as leisurely as Shen Xianke, who is like a leaf falling in the wind. It only has a bit more of the agility of a golden carp swimming in the water.

In an instant, his figure arced through the air and appeared behind Fang Ziran. Even from an outsider's perspective, it could be described as appearing and disappearing without a trace.

To be fair, the chubby boy's ability to score 501 points in the martial arts assessment shows he has skill. Even when he suddenly realized his opponent had disappeared from his sight, he didn't panic but instead tried to find a way to deal with it.

After all, he possessed the cultivation level of the Steel Bone Realm, which greatly enhanced his agility and stability. Relying on his intuition, he turned around and slashed, actually blocking the surprise attack from behind.

chap! !

Neither of their knives had a sharp edge, yet they still managed to produce a string of sparks.

Lu Zhao immediately felt a powerful force coming from his arms that was difficult to dispel, and he couldn't help but want to back away.

"The difference in cultivation level really does have an impact, but did you use your full strength at birth?" he cursed inwardly.

The two had a verbal agreement that Fang Ziran would suppress 30% of his strength to eliminate some of his advantage in cultivation level, while Lu Zhao would keep his trump card, namely, not using his special hand-eye coordination technique.

This is a purely gentleman's agreement and has no legal effect.

Clearly, Fang Ziran panicked in the face of this unexpected turn of events, disregarding their previous agreement, and instinctively unleashed her full power when she turned and slashed.

However, Lu Zhao still did not break his promise, because it was unnecessary.

He slid backward, deflecting the force he couldn't directly withstand. This was a characteristic of Qingling's movement technique; it was not only elusive but also adept at gracefully deflecting force.

But Lu Zhao's quick flash came from his Swift Steps technique.

He drew another arc and once again appeared behind Fang Ziran.

chap!

When the second sparks flew, Lu Zhao clearly felt that the force he caught was not as strong as the last time.

Fang Ziran wouldn't lose his strength after being slashed once, but every time Lu Zhao wrapped his arms around his back, he would become more flustered, his center of gravity and posture would become more unstable, and the strength he could use would naturally decrease each time.

So, during the third clash, the situation reversed, and he was the one who retreated.

After being forced back, he was filled with panic and used all his strength to turn around and slash again.

call!

The strike missed.

That's it!

Fang Ziran was utterly despondent. He knew that once he completely lost track of his opponent, it would be the moment of his defeat.

At that moment, a slight stinging pain came from my back; the blunt tip of the knife was pressed against there.

Lu Zhao's final attack was far less intense than the previous three; it could even be described as effortless. He simply thrust forward nimbly and placed the knife behind Fang Ziran.

He won by toying with his prey, which was clearly disoriented and confused, leading to this outcome.

"You lost. Give me the Cleansing Pill, hurry up, I'm in a real hurry."