novelaction Chapter 341 Ready
Chapter 341 Ready
At dawn, soft rays of light penetrated through the thin clouds and fell on the martial arts training grounds of the cultivation sects, adding a layer of gold to this field full of passion and fighting spirit. Disciples from various sects had already gathered here, wearing uniform martial arts uniforms, standing tall, with firmness and determination in their eyes. They were neatly arranged in square formations, waiting for the joint training to begin.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen stood on the high platform of the martial arts training ground, overlooking the energetic crowd below. Yun Yao was dressed in a white dress as white as snow, with her long hair tied up and fixed with only a simple ribbon. A few strands of hair fell on both sides of her cheeks, fluttering gently in the wind, making her face more beautiful and her eyes lively. At this moment, she exuded a confident and calm aura. Chu Mochen was tall and straight, wearing a black robe as black as ink, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. His cold face was a little softer under the morning light. He stood with his hands behind his back, standing side by side with Yun Yao, like a perfect couple, making people look at him with a sidelong glance.
"This joint training is crucial. It determines whether we can gain the upper hand in the confrontation with the mysterious organization." Yun Yao raised her head slightly, her eyes swept across the crowd below, her voice was crisp but revealed unquestionable majesty, "Everyone comes from different sects, and I believe everyone has their own unique skills and strengths. I hope that in the days to come, everyone can put aside the sectarian views, work together, and improve their strength together."
Upon hearing this, the disciples below the stage nodded in agreement. The noisy discussions gradually died down, replaced by silence. Everyone focused their eyes on the podium, waiting for further instructions.
Chu Mochen took a step forward slightly, took over Yun Yao's words, and said in a deep voice: "The enemy we are facing is cunning and powerful. In the previous confrontation, everyone has also witnessed their methods. Therefore, this training should not only strengthen personal cultivation, but also focus on teamwork. Only when we can use our arms and fingers like an arm and cooperate seamlessly can we exert the greatest power on the battlefield." His voice was low and magnetic, like a steady force, which was transmitted to everyone's ears, making people feel at ease and full of fighting spirit at the same time.
As the two finished their words, the elders in charge of training came on stage one after another. These elders were all elites from various sects, with profound cultivation and rich practical experience. They would formulate detailed training plans based on the different situations of the disciples.
The first thing to do was to consolidate the basic skills. Although the skills of each sect have their own merits, they all remain essentially the same. Solid basic skills are always the cornerstone of the road to practice. The disciples followed the instructions, facing each other in pairs, and began to practice the most basic punches and kicks. For a while, the martial arts field was filled with whistling fists, interlaced figures, and shouts of killing. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen shuttled among the crowd, stopping from time to time to correct the disciples' movements and explain the key points.
"Your horse stance is not stable enough, and your lower body is not stable. How can you exert force in a fight?" Yun Yao walked up to a young disciple and whispered. She demonstrated it herself, with her feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, toes pointed forward, and the center of gravity of the body lowered. The whole person was like a pine tree rooted in the earth, as stable as a rock. "Feel the power rising from the Yongquan point on the sole of the foot, going up along the meridians of the leg, gathering in the dantian, and then released through the arms." The disciple did as she was told. After a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he obviously understood the trick.
On the other side, Chu Mochen was instructing several disciples who were good at swordsmanship. He shook the long sword in his hand, and a beautiful sword flower was drawn. With the cold light flashing, he demonstrated the exquisiteness of the swordsmanship: "The sword is a dangerous weapon. You need to be decisive when drawing the sword. The connection between sword moves should be smooth and natural, without any delay. Look carefully, this move 'breaking wind style' must use the rotation force of the sword body to infuse spiritual power into it to achieve the maximum lethality." After saying this, his figure flashed, and the sword moved with him. A sharp sword energy whistled out, and a huge rock in front was instantly split into two halves, and the broken stones flew, causing the surrounding disciples to exclaim.
After the basic training, it was time for actual combat drills. In order to simulate a real battlefield environment, the training ground was arranged into various complex terrains, including valleys, dense forests, swamps, etc. The disciples entered in groups and engaged in fierce fighting. This not only tested their personal strength, but also the cooperation and tacit understanding between the team.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen stood on the viewing platform nearby, closely watching the situation in the field. They saw a group of disciples encounter an "enemy" ambush in the valley terrain. They reacted quickly. The disciples in the front row formed a defensive formation and used spiritual shields to resist the opponent's attack, while the disciples in the back row took the opportunity to cast spells and provide remote support. However, the "enemy"'s offensive was too fierce, and the defensive formation gradually loosened.
"Their coordination is not close enough, and the spell output of the back row has not kept up with the rhythm, causing too much pressure on the front row." Yun Yao frowned and said in a low voice.
Chu Mochen nodded in agreement: "And their positioning is also problematic. The valley is narrow, and they should disperse to avoid concentrated fire from the other side." As he spoke, he formed a spell in his hand, and a sound transmission note flew into the field, conveying their suggestions to the disciples who were fighting.
The disciples who received the instructions quickly adjusted their tactics. The disciples in the front row dispersed flexibly and used the boulders in the valley as cover to reduce the pressure of defense. The disciples in the back row also increased the frequency of casting spells. For a moment, various spells such as fireballs, ice cones, and wind blades intertwined and whistled towards the "enemy". The "enemy" was caught off guard by this sudden and fierce counterattack and was thrown into disarray. In the end, this group of disciples successfully reversed the situation and won the victory.
The other disciples who were watching the battle applauded and cheered, learning lessons from this actual battle. As groups of disciples took turns to fight, the atmosphere in the martial arts training field became more and more heated. Everyone continued to grow in the actual battle, and the tacit understanding between the teams was gradually improving.
In addition to the techniques and combat training, each sect also took out their own collection of elixirs and magic weapons for the disciples to use in order to improve their training speed and combat capabilities. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were no exception, and they shared the precious resources they had obtained during their years of cultivation.
Yun Yao held an exquisite jade box in her hand. When the lid was opened, a strong medicinal fragrance immediately filled the air. "This is the 'Gathering Spirit Condensation Pill' that I accidentally got before. It is extremely helpful for cultivating spiritual power. Everyone, take one pill each. After taking it, you will immediately enter the state of cultivation and strive to maximize the medicinal effect of the pill." As she spoke, she personally distributed the pills to the disciples.
The disciples took the pills with grateful looks on their faces, and sat down cross-legged. After swallowing the pills, they practiced their skills and began to absorb the medicinal power of the pills. For a moment, the spiritual power in the martial arts training ground fluctuated violently, and colorful lights flashed, like a dreamy sea of spiritual power.
Chu Mochen took out magic weapons from his storage ring, including an extremely sharp flying sword, an indestructible shield, a cloak that can conceal one's body, etc. He introduced the functions and usage of these magic weapons to his disciples one by one: "On the battlefield, magic weapons can often play an unexpected role. For example, this 'Star Chaser Sword' is not only light, but also can automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual power to enhance the power of sword moves. When you use it, you must communicate with it with your own spiritual power to maximize its effectiveness." The disciples listened with great interest, their eyes full of desire, and tried one after another. For a time, the magic weapons on the martial arts training ground were shining and lively.
As time went by, the joint training was carried out in an orderly manner. The disciples practiced from dawn to dusk every day, working tirelessly, and their cultivation and combat capabilities were significantly improved. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at the growing crowd, and their hearts were filled with satisfaction.
In addition to training, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen did not relax their own practice. They knew that as the core force against the mysterious organization, their own strength was crucial. Every night, after the disciples rested, they would go to the practice room in the back mountain of the sect to practice hard in seclusion.
In the secret room, Yun Yao sat cross-legged, with a book of martial arts secrets exuding an ancient atmosphere suspended in front of her - "Taixu Ling Jue". This was something she accidentally found in an ancient monument. The martial arts were profound and obscure, but extremely powerful. She closed her eyes and immersed herself in cultivation. The spiritual power around her continued to gather towards her as if summoned, forming a spiritual power vortex around her body. As the spiritual power continued to flow in, Yun Yao's body trembled slightly, and her forehead was covered with sweat. It was obvious that she was under great pressure. But she gritted her teeth and did not retreat at all. With her tenacious will, she gradually comprehended the subtleties of the martial arts.
At the same time, Chu Mochen in the secret room next door was also practicing hard. He held a mysterious black crystal in his hand, which contained a majestic dark power, which he obtained in a dangerous adventure. Chu Mochen tried to tame this dark power and integrate it into his spiritual power, so as to break through the bottleneck of cultivation. The dark power was like an unruly dragon, rampaging in his body, trying to break through his spiritual power. Chu Mochen's face was pale, and a trace of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were firm, and his hands kept changing the spells, forcibly suppressing the restlessness in his body and guiding the dark power to flow according to his wishes.
In this way, the days passed by in the intense and fulfilling training and cultivation. The strength of the disciples of each sect improved by leaps and bounds, and the teamwork became more and more tacit. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's cultivation had a qualitative leap, and they were fully prepared to meet the upcoming war.
When the last rays of sunset fell on the martial arts training ground, dyeing this land full of blood and sweat with a layer of tragic color, everyone knew that the moment of decisive battle was approaching. They would rush to the battlefield with the strength and faith accumulated during this period, and fight a life-and-death battle with the mysterious organization for the peace of the cultivation world. At this moment, the entire sect was immersed in a solemn and exciting atmosphere, waiting for the horn that would break the dawn.