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Chapter 9 Bow Fist
In the Book Collection Pavilion, densely packed books are neatly arranged together.

Only a small part of it here is kung fu and spiritual skills.

The rest are all theoretical knowledge of various weapon spirits. The scenery in different places is different, as well as the human geography.

And the skills and skills they need are mixed in it.

Lin Luo was very curious about this.

What is the purpose of the college doing this?

There is nothing hidden about the exercises and martial arts. It is not that difficult to distinguish them. Isn't it unnecessary to do so?

With just this thought flashing through his mind, Lin Luo didn't think much and headed in the direction directed by Teacher Fang.

Soon, he found his destination.

"Three Yuan Jue, Bow Fist!"

A kung fu method and a spiritual skill are all high-grade yellow ranks.

He possesses the Heaven Swallowing Devil Art, so he has no interest in exercises.

What he cares more about is the spiritual skill.

"Bow fist, body like a bow, fist like an arrow..."

After watching the bow boxing, Lin Luo was very satisfied.

The most mysterious thing about this bow fist is its explosive point of power.

Form the body into the shape of a bow and arrow, so as to explode the strength. The tighter the bowstring is pulled, the stronger the burst of power will be.

There are great demands on the muscles and physique.

According to the records of spiritual skills, after the bow fist is perfected, it can burst out with five times its own strength.

"not bad!"

Lin Luo smiled slightly and then accepted it.

It has to be said that Teacher Fang has a heart.

This spiritual skill may not be the highest grade in this library, but it is definitely the most suitable for me at present.

It is easy to get started, although it is difficult to master it, but it is enough for him to deal with the battle of entering the elite student training class.

Of course, this is just the strength he showed.

When Lin Luo walked out of the Zangshu Pavilion, he happened to meet Fan Mao who came out of the Zangshu Pavilion.

At this moment, the other students are still selecting exercises and spiritual skills.

The two of them were the only ones to come out.

Obviously, the spiritual skill that Fan Mao was looking for had already been arranged early.

When Fan Mao saw that Lin Luo walked out of the Library Pavilion one step faster than himself, his face instantly became gloomy.

When he saw that the spiritual skill in Lin Luo's hand was only Huang Jie, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

The spiritual skill he obtained is a mysterious skill, and there are only three in the entire Zangshu Pavilion.

"So what about Wangpin Qiling, there are some things you can never have."

Fan Mao snorted coldly, and deliberately waved his spiritual skills in front of Lin Luo's eyes.

"My face is itchy again!"

After hearing Lin Luo's words, Fan Mao suddenly felt his face burning with pain.

Being slapped in the face by a mud-legged man in public would be a lifelong shame for him.

But at this moment, what can he do with the other party?
That kind of powerless anger made Fan Mao's mentality burst instantly.

When he wanted to say something again, he found that Lin Luo had already walked away.

"Tolerate!"

"I will endure!"

Fan Mao, a disciple of a rich family, told himself over and over again in his heart.

But the more this happened, the stronger his hatred for Lin Luo became.

Looking at Lin Luo's back, Fan Mao's expression gradually turned ferocious.

"Lin Luo, you muddy legs, what are you fighting with me for?"

At this moment, Fan Mao had already made up his mind to be desperate.

At this moment, Fan Mao's cell phone rang.

It was sent by a priest in his family.

When I was looking for the killer, I contacted through this priest.

The consecration forwarded a piece of news to him.

It was a piece of news about the killer being beheaded by the law enforcement team.

After seeing this news, all Fan Mao's worries dissipated instantly.

How could Fan Mao tolerate the existence of Lin Luo? Whether it was his own shame or obstacles to future achievements, in his heart, Lin Luo must die.

However, because the killer had not replied for a long time, he had always been worried.

How many people from big families and powerful forces are fools?

When he didn't figure out all the reasons, how could he make a move easily.

Immediately afterwards, the priest sent another document to Fan Mao.

The files contained information about Lin Luo and his parents.

After reading the information, a sneer appeared on the corner of Fan Mao's mouth.

"It turned out to be just a lucky guy."

He thought that the killer didn't reply for a long time because there was something extraordinary behind Lin Luo?

It's just that luck is better, and the people who met the law enforcement team survived.

"In that case..."

There was a coldness in Fan Mao's eyes that was inconsistent with his age.

After recording the selected exercises and spiritual skills in a book, Lin Luo expressed his gratitude to Teacher Fang and returned to the class.

Most of the students in the class are not attending lectures, but are practicing.

Faced with such a thing, the instructor in charge of teaching did not stop him.

Although the theoretical knowledge of Qi Ling is also something they must learn, but their own strength is fundamental.

Therefore, the instructors of the college are very flexible when it comes to this kind of thing.

Lin Luo also began to understand bow boxing.

The first step in bow boxing practice is to control one's own muscles and strength. Only after this step can one form the shape of a bow.

Lin Luo practiced the Heaven Swallowing Demon Kung Fu and the Bow Fist at the same time.

Before I knew it, the morning passed.

After practicing bow and boxing, he has become more proficient in controlling his own power.

"It's still a little bit worse."

Lin Luo exhaled lightly, he already knew where the crux of the problem was.

He has already mastered the essentials of bow fist, but if he wants to practice successfully, he needs to be able to master it in battle.

During these two days of practice, his cultivation has improved again, and he can break through again with just one step.

But Lin Luo didn't break through immediately, but continued to suppress and control this power more skillfully.

The afternoon is still spent in practice.

After school, Lin Luo headed towards home as usual.

Fan Mao looked at Lin Luo's back, with a cold light in his eyes.

At this moment, a middle-aged man came to Fan Mao's side.

"Master, everything is ready."

After hearing this, the smile on Fan Mao's face became even more intense.

"Uncle Jia, after this matter is successful, I will definitely not let you down."

Fan Mao patted the shoulder of the middle-aged man beside him.

Then the two got into a car.

Lin Luo was on the way home, and he didn't take the bus today.

Instead, he was practicing bow and fist while walking.

He gradually mastered the mystery of bow and boxing, and he could practice sitting, standing and walking.

According to this kind of progress, there is no need to understand clearly during the battle, and he will be able to completely control the bow and fist in a short time.

"Beep! Didi!"

A car horn sounded in my ears.

Lin Luo approached the roadside and gave way to him.

"Drip! Drip!"

Unexpectedly, the car sounded again.

Lin Luo stopped and looked around. After seeing the owner of the car, he understood.

The other party came to find him.

The car drove to Lin Luo's side, and a young woman rolled down the window and said to Lin Luo.

"boarding!"

(End of this chapter)