Volume 1: This is a world that speaks with weapons Chapter 10, Section 5, New Enemy
The next day.
After officially defeating Sakura Rurouni, Qi Ji's spirit seemed to have entered a new stage. He came to the club early in the morning and found Coach Huang who was warming up.
"Have you eaten? Let's have a fight." Qi Ji said concisely.
Coach Huang smiled and said, "Great job, Xiao Qi. You are so talented and work so hard. Come on, put on your protective gear."
After a while, the two men came to the stage and started fighting directly.
As soon as they started fighting, Qi Ji felt something was different from before. When Coach Huang changed his pace, he could sense that the other party was going to move forward or backward. With a tilt of his shoulder, he could predict his attack method...
To put it bluntly, this mysterious feeling meant that Qi Ji "saw through" most of Coach Huang's fighting intentions.
The person being seen through felt even worse. Coach Huang found that every one of his actions seemed to be predicted, all attacks were intercepted in advance, all movements were read by Qi Ji, and the attack distance of both sides was always maintained in a dynamic balance that was most comfortable for Qi Ji and most uncomfortable for him...
After a few rounds, Coach Huang parried Qi Ji's attack with all his strength, took a few steps back in shock, and asked loudly, "You've reached the fifth level!?"
Five sections! ?
Coach Yang and Coach Liu, who were also practicing not far away on the other side, stopped at the same time and turned their heads abruptly.
"Fuck! Qi Shen is now at the fifth stage?"
"Fuck, is this true?"
Qi Ji also reacted. Wasn't his ability to see through the enemy's movements exactly the level of professional fifth stage that Zhang Zizai mentioned a week ago, also known as the realm of "using wisdom" in Daxia?
"I'm at the fifth level?" Qi Ji looked down at the practice sword in his hand and muttered to himself.
"My feeling is correct." Coach Huang came forward, his face showing a mixture of shock and bitterness. "I have played a coaching game with five-dan masters, and they gave me exactly the same feeling you gave me just now. I was seen through the whole process, and I couldn't use 60% of my strength."
Coach Huang didn't know how to describe Qi Ji. A few days ago, he was a martial arts rookie who he personally taught the basics of, but now he has become a martial arts master who has truly crushed him.
This is not called genius at all, this is a monster!
"Fuck, I don't believe it!" Coach Yang patted Qi Ji's arm and said, "Fight with me!"
As a result, Old Yang, who was using Sakura Kendo, was even more miserable. As soon as they met, Qi Ji knocked his weapon away, and he fell to the ground, turning into gray.
Coach Liu, who was eager to try, immediately backed down when he saw this.
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"You're a 5th dan?" Zhang Zizai, who received a call from Coach Huang and quickly rushed to the club, ran directly in front of Qi Ji and asked loudly with a red face.
"Could you please stop shouting so loudly?" Qi Ji scratched his head.
"Stop talking nonsense, Huang Zhengming, come over here and fight him!"
Zhang Zizai pulled Coach Huang over and asked the two of them to go on stage. After carefully watching the two sides spar for several rounds, Zhang Zizai suddenly laughed out loud.
Zhang Zizai tried hard to suppress his laughter, but he still couldn't control his expression. His face was as bright as a chrysanthemum. "Brother Qi, maybe you can really compete with that sword saint!"
"But I saw in Bai Tianhe's information that his strength is at least at the sixth level." Qi Ji was not that excited. He had seen the sixth level displayed by Zhang Zizai, and he couldn't understand it at all. It was completely not on the same level as the fifth level.
Zhang Zizai laughed: "That's because you don't know. Do you think everyone's sixth stage can reach the level I showed you?"
"Ah?" Qi Ji was a little confused by Zhang Zizai's words.
Zhang Zizai chuckled: "I was just showing off to you that day. After all, I am an upper third level, with more than ten years of experience. Can my 'Tongyou' be on the same level as others' 'Tongyou'?"
"Huh?" Qi Ji wanted to hit this guy.
"Let me put it this way. The so-called sixth dan is essentially a fifth dan player who has mastered the skill of anticipating the enemy's moves. After more and more battles and accumulating a lot of experience, he has evolved from 'seeing through the enemy's next move' to 'seeing through the enemy's next few moves'." Zhang Zizai said lightly.
He patted Qi Ji's shoulder and said, "That Bai Tianhe is only eighteen years old. Even if he is really a brilliant man and has mastered the ability of 'anticipating the enemy's moves' as early as you, how can he accumulate as much experience in fighting enemies as I have?"
"So even if he is under the training of Yu Jiansheng day and night, at best he is just a pseudo sixth-level player. You definitely have a chance!" After saying that, Zhang Zizai couldn't help but burst into laughter again.
"You TM..." Although Zhang Zizai was laughing happily, Qi Ji just wanted to chop him twice.
Unfortunately, I can’t beat him.
Damn it!
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That night, Qi Ji returned home and fell asleep early with curiosity and anticipation about the "next level" .
[Select: Enter the lower level]
[Tower of Transcendence·Human Stage·Second Floor]
[Current Transcendence 22, Spirituality 100/100]
The fog dissipated, Qi Ji looked around and found that he was actually on a boundless grassland this time.
So, the Tower of Transcendence isn't a building, and each floor isn't necessarily inside a building?
Qi Ji was thinking while observing the environment.
He actually knew very little about the Tower of Transcendence. So far he only knew that it would allow him to fight with enemies, and then grant him transcendence and skill rewards. All other information was a mystery, and he could only continue to explore and summarize as he moved forward.
Suddenly, in Qi Ji's eyes, a winding light path as thick as a palm appeared in front of him. The light path extended along the ground and pointed to a grassy slope not far away.
On the grass slope stood a tall human-like figure.
Qi Ji looked intently and saw the features of the figure clearly.
He was a burly man over two meters tall, dressed in a clown-like, gaudy outfit of red, blue and orange. His clothes were cut with various long and short cuts that formed a regular and three-dimensional peculiar pattern. He also wore a conspicuous hat like petals on his head. The cuts on the hat were also large, making the hat unfold like petals of a flower. His lower body was wearing infantry trousers with loose legs, which also had many cuts on them.
Although his outfit was eye-catching enough, what was even more eye-catching was the giant two-handed sword in front of him. The sword was as long as he was tall, with a wide blade and a wide cross hilt. Just by standing there, the sword could make people think of themselves being chopped into pieces.
"This is my next opponent ..." Qi Ji muttered to himself, inevitably feeling a little shaken in his heart.
In reality, except on TV, Qi Ji rarely sees two-meter-tall giants. His height of nearly 1.9 meters already makes him one of the tallest people in his daily life.
But now, his opponent is a guy with an extremely tall height, extremely strong, and holding a giant sword.
This muscular figure made even his ridiculously colored outfit look so intimidating that people couldn't bear to look directly at him.
"Can I really beat him?"
At this moment, Qi Ji was extremely glad that he had chosen to stay at the previous level to hone his skills.
