Seeing Lin An staring blankly again, as if he was savoring the previous experience of fighting, Zhang Ming fell backwards and lay directly on the stone, his consciousness subsided.

In a daze, he came to the mysterious space covered with light spots again, and a set of data emerged in front of him:

"Name: Zhang Ming

Age: 15(-)

Physical constitution: 1.3(+)

Strength: 1.4(+)

Agility: 1.6(+)

Spirit: 1.1(+)

Skills: Unfolding the body cloud (proficient) (+), Six-paned snake-shaped hand (thick) (+)

Points: 2.4”

Originally, the points should be 3.4, but a few days ago, he felt that his mastery of the Sun Song was in a bottleneck, so he added a little more.

In the past, practicing Zhanshen Yunzong every month could provide him with about 0.15 points. After six months of experiments, Zhang Ming found that practicing the six-pan snake-shaped hand at the same time brought him more than twice the points that Zhanshen Yunzong had.

This may prove that practicing higher-level martial arts can bring more points to Zhang Ming, which makes him feel a little excited.

With the six-pan snake-shaped hand, he felt that he still had a lot to dig deep, and he was far from the bottleneck. He was just practicing by himself and physical fitness related attributes. Because he was fifteen years old, he felt that there was no need to add points now, so he decided to keep these points for emergencies.

In fact, being able to watch yourself improve little by little is already very motivated.

Looking up at the dense light spots around him, Zhang Ming vaguely felt that as the points increased, some light spots became closer to him, but he didn't know what the use of these were, so Zhang Ming didn't dare to act rashly.

After thinking for a little while, Zhang Ming raised his mind and opened his eyes quickly.

He slowly sat up from the stone and looked at Lin An, who had also come to his senses.

"I'll leave first." Lin An said after a pause.

Zhang Ming nodded, Lin An left, and the wind blew across the forest. After a while, it was not until someone's voice came from beside him. I thought of the senior brothers who were coming to practice and exchange, so Zhang Ming jumped off the stone and turned around and left.

......

Soon, another half a year passed.

"Name: Zhang Ming

Age: 15(-)

Physical constitution: 1.4(+)

Power: 1.5(+)

Agility: 1.7(+)

Spirit: 1.1(+)

Skills: Unfolding the body cloud (proficient) (+), Six-disk snake-shaped hand (master) (+)

Points: 5.1”

Zhang Ming sat up from the bed and looked out the window. It was the dawn of dawn. A layer of hazy light on the distant horizon was intoxicating.

Now he is tall and has a circle of thin fuzz around his lips, his eyes are bright and thick eyebrows and big eyes, his physique is not strong, but his muscles are clear.

"call--"

The autumn wind blows into the house, bringing a hint of coolness. Zhang Ming breathes a long sigh and takes the black shirt on one side to put on his body. Today is the time for the dark hall assessment, and a group of new and old disciples are about to use this to strive for the qualification to receive tasks in the coming year.

When I walked into the yard, I saw a figure flying up and down quickly. A wooden sword in my hand occasionally threw out a few sword flowers, which were very elegant and elegant.

"Brother Lin got up early." Zhang Ming bowed and said with a smile.

The figure stopped. It was Lin An, a young man with long hair, with dead fish eyes. He just nodded at Zhang Ming and continued to dance and practice.

At the age of seventeen this year, he is about the same height as Zhang Ming, who is developing rapidly. However, Zhang Ming roughly sees the sword skills and light skills he uses. Compared with the data he can see, he is probably already mastered by the former, and the latter has mastered it, and the two are vaguely combined, which is really a big deal.

It seems that I can't slack off anymore. Zhang Ming smiled, dada da da rushed towards him for a few steps, and in the air, he twisted out a z-shaped track with his waist force, and then steadily landed on the roof of the house.

Then Zhang Ming began to move his hands along his tendons and veins. In an instant, the fallen leaves on the roof danced with the wind, connecting them into lines, like a golden snake dancing wildly.

Now he has mastered the martial arts of Liupan Snake Hand, but by his own side, he may not be able to make a breakthrough in a short period of time, so Zhang Ming had a vague concern in his heart.

"Add points, six-disc snake-shaped hands."

He murmured silently in his heart, and a cool feeling suddenly poured into his arms. In an instant, his hands danced faster, and almost the naked eye could not tell the traces of his hands. The fallen leaves danced around him, slowly gathering into a thick and long straight line.

Zhang Mingfu reached his heart and pushed his palms out. Sure enough, the fallen leaves rushed forward in a straight line, hitting the stone slabs in the yard, stirring up a burst of stone chips. When he looked closely, he smashed a small hole.

Lin An looked at Zhang Ming on the roof with a surprised and serious look on his face. Zhang Ming secretly called out his attributes and saw that the six-pan snake-shaped hand column had indeed reached the mastery level, but the points were also removed by 1.5, and the remaining 3.6. It seems that if you want to increase the advanced skills, the points you will have to cost higher.

Have you made progress again?

Lin An on the other side thought silently, and after a while, he lowered his head, shook his wooden sword and started another round of practice.

The sun deflected, and the courtyard gate banged, and a sound came: "Two junior brothers, this assessment is about to begin. Call me in the hall to notify me!"

Zhang Ming slowly stopped his power and jumped off the roof when he heard the sound. Lin An was already waiting. Zhang Ming smiled and the two walked out of the room together.

Standing outside the door was a strange disciple. When they saw the two of them coming out and bowed their fists and said, "Next Ji Xiangsheng, let's go now?"

The two of them agreed and went to the direction of practicing martial arts.

In fact, the person who called them should be Zhang Wuhan, who often handled civil affairs for Zhang Ming's teacher Su Wenping this year. However, during this year, Zhang Ming always made trouble whenever Zhang Wuhan wanted to bully Lin An, which caused the relationship between them and their brothers to gradually fade. It would not be surprising that Zhang Wuhan did not come.

Their master Su Wenping was not unaware of it. He just liked both of his brothers. Zhang Wuhan was well-behaved and could save him a lot of trouble. Not to mention Zhang Ming, he achieved a small success in just one year (now he is already proficient). His strength is probably not inferior to those disciples who have just passed the assessment, and they are well-known in the Secret Hall.

He can't argue too much about this matter, so he can only treat it as if he doesn't know it.

When I arrived at the martial arts shop, I had already waited for about a dozen black-shirted disciples.

The so-called assessment is mainly to observe whether the disciples have the ability to perform tasks alone. Therefore, every year the Secret Hall will leave some tasks with less difficulty for each disciple to be tested, and those who complete it will be considered to have passed the assessment.

Usually, tasks are announced in the task hall. In order to show justice and facilitate the selection of many disciples at the same time, they are usually in the more open martial arts garden.
Chapter completed!