Chapter 162 Martial Arts Trial

"Okay!"

Hearing Ah Yin's urging, Cao Shuang gritted his teeth and prepared to punch.

The next second, he moved both hands at the same time.

Just when Cao Shuang was about to make a move, suddenly, his fists stopped in mid-air.

"What's wrong, sir?"

Ah Yin was puzzled.

"No!" Cao Shuang frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"All this... is wrong!"

Cao Shuang's eyes were solemn.

The test of this level seemed very simple, a killing trial, killing all strong enemies.

But he always felt something was wrong, as if he had overlooked something.

"Are you thinking too much?" Ah Yin comforted.

Cao Shuang ignored her, but fell into deep thought.

You know, this is the trial of the Martial Saint.

Use martial arts to enter the Tao, transcend the ordinary to become a saint.

Will such an existence really attack the weak?

The strong only attack the stronger!

The weak only attack the weaker!

So the strong will become stronger when they meet the strong, and the weak will become weak when they meet the weak!

He seemed to have realized something.

Cao Shuang punched again.

But this time, he didn't hit the women and children, but Ah Yin beside him.

Bang!

A muffled sound came out, and the void twisted.

"Humph, I've felt that something was wrong with you for a long time!"

Cao Shuang narrowed his eyes and looked around.

As he just swung his fist, Ah Yin turned into a phantom and disappeared.

This woman is really cunning!

If it was the real Ah Yin, she would raise her sword to meet the enemy as soon as the enemy appeared, and would never sit and watch herself being approached by danger.

On the other hand, the fake one only knew how to smooth things over.

Obviously, she is also a part of the trial.

[Ding! Warriors, do not sink into killing, be brave and diligent, stick to your heart, and fight for the sake of fighting! ]

This voice suddenly appeared in Cao Shuang's ears, like a morning bell and an evening drum, deafening.

In an instant, Cao Shuang suddenly woke up.

This is the true meaning of the killing trial.

Sinking into killing, you never know when you will lose your will.

Martial Saints don't need to kill at all.

Killing is not the ultimate goal, everything is to sharpen oneself.

That's all!

Cao Shuang took a deep breath and abandoned his inner thoughts.

The next moment, all the illusions around him disappeared.

The moment he opened his eyes, Cao Shuang's eyes were restrained and clear again.

There was still no one around. Ah Yin and the others had been locked in the martial soul space from beginning to end and had never appeared.

"It's really an illusion!!"

Cao Shuang whispered to himself.

He raised his head and looked around, and found that there was a long corridor in front of him.

There were high roofs on both sides of the corridor, and a huge stone statue was placed in front of each door.

The stone sculptures were lifelike, with different shapes, just like humans.

[Level 4: Martial Arts Trial]

[Trial content: Defeat 99 martial arts masters]

"Good guy, this is not a trial, this is the guidance of a famous teacher!"

Cao Shuang found it.

The Martial Saint Trial Tower, each level can take him one step closer to being a Martial Saint.

The first level is to temper the will, the second level is to temper the physical foundation, the third level is to temper the heart of a warrior, the fourth level is to temper the martial arts... until the ninth level.

"It's really a reward task. If I can pass all nine levels of trials, I may really become a Martial Saint."

Cao Shuang's eyes were full of expectations.

He couldn't wait to walk to the first room in the corridor.

The statue in front of the door sensed someone approaching, and it trembled slightly and slowly stood up.

"Dragon Tiger Fist!"

The statue opened its mouth and uttered a low roar.

Immediately afterwards, the statue crossed its right leg and slapped out with its left palm.

Hula la~

The palm wind was fierce, blowing the dust on the ground.

Cao Shuang looked serious and didn't dare to miss any details.

These martial arts masters are real warriors, and the strength of each one is comparable to that of martial arts masters in the real world.

They are real masters, not the kind of lightning five whips.

Cao Shuang calmed down and began to punch like the statue.

It seemed that as long as he didn't leave the corridor, the statue would not attack.

It was like a camera, repeating the true meaning of martial arts.

"Xiao Tao is outside, nothing should happen."

Cao Shuang thought about it and relaxed.

He was completely immersed in the vast world of martial arts and forgot everything.

The trial of the fourth level was boring, but it was a huge improvement for Cao Shuang.

He challenged one room after another.

When he was able to thoroughly master a certain martial arts, he would walk out of the corridor to compete with the statue to verify the results of his learning.

As an ordinary person who knew nothing about martial arts, Cao Shuang's learning speed was not fast at the beginning.

On the contrary, it was like a baby who had just learned to walk.

Stumbling and clumsy.

But as he gradually got into the right place and thoroughly mastered the first martial arts, his learning speed suddenly accelerated.

The process from zero to one was extremely difficult.

But as long as he took that step, with a martial arts as a foundation, learning other martial arts would become easy, and he could draw inferences from one thing and it would come naturally.

I don't know how long it took.

Cao Shuang slowly walked towards the last house.

His steps were light and flexible, like flowing water.

His original clumsy body movements unexpectedly became extremely elegant and graceful, as if he had been reborn.

There was a certain mysterious charm in his every move.

Sometimes it was like a tiger roaring in the mountains, sometimes like a monkey crying and a crane crying.

Sometimes it was like a dragon and a python tumbling.

He integrated 98 kinds of martial arts and thoroughly interpreted the mysteries of martial arts.

It is not an exaggeration to call the current Cao Shuang a martial arts master.

"You're here?"

Suddenly, an old and deep voice sounded.

Cao Shuang was startled and quickly restrained his power and bowed respectfully.

"Sir, please enlighten me!"

He didn't expect that there wasn't a statue in front of the last concierge.

Instead, he was an old man with gray hair, wearing gray linen clothes, with sunken cheeks and a skinny body.

Although the old man looks ordinary, he gives him an unfathomable feeling.

Especially those eyes, vicissitudes of life, deep, with traces of ancient times, as if they have seen all the glitz and glamor of the world.

Cao Shuang was wary, but couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness.

"Hunter, you are the ninth person to come here. I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The old man spoke hoarsely.

Although he was old, he still stood upright, without any sign of weakness or decadence.

"Am I the ninth one?" Cao Shuang frowned slightly, "Has anyone else been here before?"

"Haha, Martial Saint Tower, anyone who is destined can come here to obtain the Martial Saint inheritance!"

The old man said with a slight smile, then changed the topic and said: "However, whether you can successfully inherit the Martial Saint inheritance depends on your luck!"

"Martial Saint inheritance!"

Cao Shuang's pupils suddenly shrank.

He is no longer the layman who knew nothing about martial arts.

For those who have not yet entered the martial arts, seeing a martial sage is like a frog at the bottom of a well seeing the bright moon.

As for those who enter the martial arts, seeing the martial sage is like a grain of water floating in the sky!

The temptation of the Martial Saint inheritance is no less than the treasure above the myth level.

"The old man's surname is Qin, and his single name is Heng!"

Qin Heng introduced himself and said, "Today is the last test for you."

"On the road to martial arts, all the mysteries must be integrated into one to reach the pinnacle."

"Are you ready?"

Cao Shuang perked up after hearing this and was a little curious at the same time, "Sir, don't you want to teach me some lessons first?"

Qin Heng shook his head: "You have already learned all the martial arts here, and you don't need me to teach you any more."

"What I want to teach you today is how to transcend the inherent martial arts moves and reach the realm of transcendence and sainthood."

"Young man, be careful!"

After saying that, Qin Heng suddenly moved.