stjorthotic Chapter 103 The Soldier's Will of Unfettered Power!
Chapter 103 The Soldier's Will of Unfettered Power!
Chapter 103 The Soldier's Will of Unfettered Power!
If Bai Hui remembers correctly, high school students are not encouraged to use weapons.
Because the power of the mind is inherent in the spirit, it shares the same origin as ghost stories, and ghost stories are even born from the thoughts and feelings of the human heart.
If one starts practicing swords and spears in the early stages of martial arts training, there's a high probability that they will channel all their martial arts skills and mental fortitude into weaponry.
The cost was considerable.
But why are these high school sophomores acting as if they don't know this, openly competing with weapons?
Moreover, it wasn't just the two sides engaged in combat; many of the onlookers also held various types of melee weapons, looking eager to try their hand at the fighting.
"Oh, that one."
Li Youmo said, "That's a martial art! I remember it's called -- The Slaughtering Intent Weapon."
Theoretically, this is content that should be learned in the senior year of high school. However, with the high pressure of teaching and heavy workload nowadays, these senior students are just like us, all of whom are among the best students in their respective schools. It is normal for them to master it in advance.
The effect of this martial art is—it's about conjuring up weapons with one's inner energy. This not only effectively avoids the side effects of practicing weapons in high school, but also allows one to condense and manifest weapons that can be used for trading.
As he spoke, Li Youmo paused, seemingly searching for something in his memories.
Then he said, "The one with the fan should be from Jinglan High School. His formation is Su Sha Yuan Lan." His moves are ethereal and agile, and he can unleash mid-to-close range qi while waving his fan.
However, its attack power is limited, and it doesn't seem to have much use other than showing off.
His opponent—should be from Jiwu High School, whose weapon form is "Three Thousand Sumerus," shaped like a staff, which can later be upgraded to nunchaku, three-section staff, nine-section whip, spear, and double staffs—"
A whimsical, deadly weapon?
Military formation?
Bai Hui secretly took it to heart.
His simple lines allow him to maintain a near-flow state, enabling him to perfectly replicate other people's martial arts moves, and even make minor adjustments to achieve the most accurate results.
However, the mental techniques cannot be learned by stealing, since they generally do not involve many physical movements, and stick figures cannot present such complex changes.
But this weapon, which can kill at will, —
Bai Hui looked at it and felt that he might not be unable to learn it.
It has clearly defined martial arts moves and movements!
Thinking it over, Bai Hui pointed to the entrance of the apartment building next to him and said, "Building 55, Unit 3 is over there. You guys go ahead, I'll stay here and take a look."
"OK."
Li Youmo nodded, and Feng Jue and the other two didn't have any objections either—they didn't have much energy left to think about it too much.
If I don't try to suppress it, I'm afraid I'll go crazy here.
Bai Hui turned around and floated towards the battlefield like a ghost. He activated the "Eight Trigrams Mouth" to its limit and didn't miss a single strange statement. He tried to minimize his presence as much as possible, squatted on the shoulder of a strange senior, and began to observe carefully.
"It seems that each of the top ten high schools has its own unique military formation," and Jinglan High School's is "a solemn and distant aura shaped like a folding fan."
Jiwu High School is like a staff shaped like the "Three Thousand Sumeru," while Yuncheng No. 1 High School is like a pair of unassuming half-finger gloves.
Bai Hui observed carefully. Although he was no longer surrounded by Li Youmo, the "living encyclopedia," and was not sure what the "formations" of other schools were called, he still benefited greatly.
After watching for a while, he tried to communicate with the unfamiliar senior student beneath him.
The senior student was in high spirits and full of fighting spirit, and didn't seem to notice anything wrong. He would occasionally reply to Bai Hui with a few words.
Bai Hui tried to imitate, and his mental strength was already not much weaker than these senior students. With the help of [simple lines], it was not difficult to learn by stealing their techniques.
only----
He is currently preoccupied with maintaining his long-winded and absurd arguments, and therefore cannot delve into in-depth study.
But this didn't deter Bai Hui from betting with his senior classmates in the second year of high school. How could he miss such a good opportunity?
Bai Hui then turned his head, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "Have you heard? There's a first-year high school student at Yuncheng No. 1 High School who challenged a homeroom teacher in front of everyone and won!"
"Is that so?"
The unfamiliar senior student looked surprised.
Driven by gossip and absurd arguments, rumors spread, and the topic suddenly became a hot one!
"Wow! You heard about it too? I heard about it before—beating up the homeroom teacher in the first year of high school? Really?"
"Really!" Another senior student's attention was diverted, and he turned back to join the discussion: "I'm from No. 1 High School, and this is the talk of the town in our school!"
To be honest, if it weren't for participating in this league, I would have gone to practice with that junior student!
"I'm also from No. 1 High School, that's true — wow, beating the homeroom teacher in the first year of high school, that's quite a gimmick!"
It's a pity I also have to participate in this league —
"Ugh! Just thinking about it makes me angry!" Another senior joined the discussion: "That guy is supposedly really handsome! My girlfriend broke up with me after she saw him fight in the ring and heard that he beat our homeroom teacher!"
They said they were waiting for that guy!
Just you wait! After this league ends, he'll be my first opponent!
Bai Hui asked in surprise, "Is that so?"
He really didn't expect that!
But since he's handsome and can fight, you can't really blame yourself.
"As expected of Baguakou," this is the martial art that he and the long-tongued parrots worked hard to develop.
This is some really explosive news!
Moreover, a relationship that breaks down so easily only shows that the senior was not a good person and could not be entrusted with anything—I guess I did a good deed!
Bai Hui secretly felt smug.
"You think you can challenge that junior?" Another senior shook his head and sneered, "Whether it will even be your turn is another question—you think only we second-year students have heard about this? The third-year students have heard about it too!"
I'm just waiting for the league to end so I can go practice with that junior!
"You think you can compete with high school seniors?"
The gossip intensified, gradually engulfing all the senior students watching the event.
A senior who had seen what Bai Hui looked like spoke up for him, which angered the seniors. The two sides argued more and more, and eventually they even got into a fight!
No one cared about the established rules of the betting competition anymore.
The one-on-one duel quickly turned into a chaotic brawl.
The two combatants suddenly stopped fighting, looking around blankly.
"What... what's going on?"
"I can't reach it! We're not finished fighting yet!"
Why is everyone fighting?!
Bai Hui then landed lightly, standing in front of the two men, striking a pose, and said, "Bai Hui, Grade 11, Yuncheng No. 1 High School, please enlighten me!"
"What?"
"First year of high school?!"
The two were stunned.
How did this junior end up here?
And a mouthful of blood————
Bai Hui raised an eyebrow, his gossipy tongue urging, "What, you don't dare?"
The two senior students immediately felt a surge of blood rushing to their chests, their rationality wavering, and they revealed some flaws.
He formed a military formation and charged towards Bai Hui.
Bai Hui followed suit and immediately formed a military formation—the Solemn Far-Reaching Mist!
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