Simultaneous transmigration, but with low martial arts and low magic.

Chapter 25 The Seven Immortals of Quanzhen are astonished

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, an hour had gone by.

After the junior disciples who had only been in the program for two or three years finished their competitions, the more attractive core disciple competition finally began.

"You're too kind."

Li Ke's senior brother, Wang Zhijin, the eldest disciple of Hao Datong's lineage, cupped his hands and smiled as he spoke.

"I benefited greatly from this experience. See you next time."

Wang Zhitan, Ma Yu's eldest disciple, cupped his hands and said a word.

"Okay, it's my turn."

The one speaking at this moment was Shen Zhifan, the second disciple of Wang Chuyi's lineage.

"I've learned my lesson."

Wang Zhijin, as usual, cupped his hands and spoke.

Shen Zhifan simply cupped his hands in response.

Without hesitation, he channeled his inner strength and unleashed the Quanzhen Sword Technique.

"A small boat with light oars!"

"The pure moon shines brightly!"

After just a few rounds, it became clear who was stronger and who was weaker.

A fierce glint flashed in Shen Zhifan's eyes, and he immediately delivered a powerful whip kick to Wang Zhijin's chest.

"puff!"

As Wang Zhijin leaped into the air, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground red.

Upon seeing this scene, all the fellow disciples present frowned slightly, even the Seven Masters of Quanzhen frowned slightly.

It's just that Shen Zhifan went too far this time. It was just a test, but he used far too much force.

"I'm so sorry, Senior Brother Zhijin, I accidentally used too much force."

Shen Zhifan put on a very apologetic look.

But deep in his eyes was a hint of disdain, showing no remorse whatsoever; it was clearly intentional.

"I concede defeat."

After bowing respectfully, Wang Zhijin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and left the scene in a disheveled state.

Seeing this, Shen Zhifan's disdain deepened; he really was a good-for-nothing.

It's laughable that someone who is a martial artist would not focus on practicing martial arts but instead learn formations, divination, and fortune telling.

Turning to look at Li Ke, who was filled with anger, a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Junior Brother Zhiguang, do you dare to step forward and have a match?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking!"

With that, Li Ke lightly touched the ground with his toes, covering a distance of three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in one step, and arrived in the middle of the field.

"That lightness skill, that internal strength..."

As he spoke, Qiu Chuji, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, looked at Hao Datong and smiled:

"You good-for-nothing sixth junior brother, you've been hiding for so long."

"To be able to leap three zhang in one step, Zhiguang must have opened at least six meridians."

"Haha, lucky me, lucky me."

As he spoke, a hint of surprise appeared in the depths of Hao Datong's eyes.

If he remembered correctly, Li Ke had only opened up two meridians a few months ago.

It was truly astonishing that Li Ke had opened up six meridians in less than a few months.

It is important to know that the more meridians that are opened up, the faster the internal energy will be restored, and the more internal energy will be in the body.

Not only can they fight for longer, but they can also unleash greater power when using the same sword techniques.

Of course, the number of meridians that can be opened is only the foundation for determining strength.

To determine whether a martial artist is strong or not, one must actually look at a comprehensive comparison of factors such as the purity of their internal energy, the attributes of their internal energy, their martial arts realm, and what their special skills are.

For example, in terms of the purity of internal energy, even among masters who have opened up the twelve meridians, the difference in the purity of their internal energy will result in different strengths.

For example, in terms of internal energy attributes, in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, the Frost Palm of the Xuanming Elders carries a chilling aura.

If this icy internal force were to penetrate an enemy's body, it could freeze their meridians, causing lifelong harm and leaving them half-dead.

Therefore, the contest of strength is not simply about how many meridians you have opened.

It also depends on a combination of factors, such as the purity of your internal energy, its attributes, your martial arts level, and what your special skills are.

However, if you want to become a top-notch master, you must first master the twelve meridians.

If you can't even open up the twelve meridians, how can you become a top-notch master, or how can you break through the Ren and Du meridians to become a master of innate level?

Therefore, in some respects, the number of meridians that have been opened is indeed a very important reference figure.

Li Ke can now leap three zhang in one step, which means that he has opened up at least six meridians, and that he has completed half of the journey!

Next, all that's needed is to open the remaining six meridians, which will connect the twelve regular meridians of the human body and complete the microcosmic orbit!

How could this result not be quite surprising?

At this moment, Shen Zhifan, who was standing with his sword, was slightly surprised, then sneered:

"Ha, to use internal energy in such a way is utterly foolish."

Upon hearing Shen Zhifan's words, the fellow disciples present nodded slightly in agreement.

Before a martial artist has opened up the twelve meridians of the human body and completed the microcosmic orbit, the speed at which they recover their internal energy is not only very slow, but they also do not possess a large amount of internal energy.

It can be said that every bit used is precious, and every bit of internal energy is extremely valuable, and can only be used at crucial moments.

For example, when dodging and weaving, one can use internal energy to circulate lightness skills and speed up to evade enemy attacks.

For example, when using sword techniques, one can directly attach internal energy to the sword to increase its power.

All these actions involving the use of internal force are meant to be done at crucial moments.

Now, Li Ke is using his already limited internal energy for this mere three zhang distance, which they see as a waste of his internal energy.

But how could they possibly know the truth about Li Ke?

With his super self-healing ability, Li Ke can completely ignore internal injuries and hidden wounds, and thus forcibly refine his internal energy during battle.

Under such circumstances, Li Ke's actual range is much greater than they imagined.

The amount of internal energy consumed at this moment was nothing to Li Ke.

"In that case, you may begin."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhifan and Li Ke made a gesture of cupping their hands in greeting, and then immediately moved.

"A fierce wind sweeps away the leaves!"

Li Ke opened the door with a sweeping slash, showing no restraint in his internal energy.

By directly attaching internal energy to the blade, the power is enhanced, and the attack range is also increased.

"White Crane Spreads Its Wings!"

Shen Zhifan took a half step back, his left foot planted firmly on the ground and his right foot lightly touching the ground, and he raised his longsword upwards to block Li Ke's sword.

"clang!"

The moment the two swords clashed, Shen Zhifan's expression changed drastically, and his body was shaken so badly that he took two steps back.

What incredible strength!

Shaking his numb right hand, Shen Zhifan was secretly alarmed.

I never expected Li Zhiguang to be so strong!

Looking down at the huge gash that had quietly appeared on his longsword, Shen Zhifan began to groan inwardly.

I was careless this time; I didn't expect Li Zhiguang's strength to have improved so much.

Shen Zhifan began to consider withdrawing.

However, Li Keke would not allow him to surrender voluntarily and launched a series of attacks.

"A small boat with light oars!"

"Let the mournful wind blow!"

The two moves in quick succession left Shen Zhifan overwhelmed, and he felt a sharp pain in his hand.

Finally, with a "crack!" sound, the longsword in Shen Zhifan's hand was cut in two by Li Ke.

Seeing this, Li Ke kicked out and struck Shen Zhifan hard in the chest.

Use their own methods against them!

"puff!"

Shen Zhifan coughed up blood while in mid-air, clutching his chest tightly, his vision blurring.

"Who else?!"

As he spoke, Li Ke looked at Yan Zhibing, who had previously been arrogantly demanding to learn from him.

As a result, when faced with Li Ke's gaze, Yan Zhibing quietly retreated behind Zhao Zhijing, acting like a complete coward.

"Coward."

Cursing Yan Zhibing as a coward, Li Ke stopped paying attention to him, seeing him as someone who only dared to bully the weak and fear the strong.

Li Ke then turned his gaze to Zhao Zhijing, who appeared calm and composed.