Immortal Martial God

Chapter 530 Potential

The rest of the martial artists didn't react for a long time. By the time they woke up, Xiang Nan Mengdie and Yuan Meng had already walked halfway up the stairs.

"Let's go, let's go! Let's see what the next floor looks like." Several martial artists hurriedly chased after him.

Just as Bai Wuya said, it doesn't matter if you lose. You can also watch and learn if you lose.

Most of the time, watching from the sidelines may not necessarily allow you to learn other people's fighting skills, but it can increase your knowledge. When you encounter such an opponent the next time, you will at least be mentally prepared. Even if you lose, you will know where you have lost.

The thing a martial artist feared the most was not the so-called bottleneck, but the fact that he didn't know where he should go and how many shortcomings he still had.

"Good brother, we have already secured a Heaven Rank Elementary Martial Skill." Meng Die happily held Xiang Nan's arm and said, "Even if you lose the next tenth floor, we won't be in vain."

"Yeah, brother, you've earned it this time." Yuan Meng was also very happy, but was sincerely happy for Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan smiled and said, "When I get the martial skill, I'll copy a copy for Big Brother Yuan Meng. Let's learn it together."

Yuan Meng laughed loudly, "Good boy! He is a straightforward man! I have always liked people like you who are honest and have no selfish intentions. I really like you more and more."

What kind of concept was a Heaven Rank Elementary Martial Skill? Xiang Nan was actually willing to share it with others.

Just this bosom alone won Yuan Meng unlimited favorable impression.

The tenth floor.

"Meng Die, Big Brother Yuan Meng, please wait a moment. I'll go challenge you." Xiang Nan put down a sentence and walked towards Bai Wuya on this floor.

"Senior, please!" Xiang Nan cupped his fists.

Bai Wuya nodded and smiled, "Please."

Just as the two finished speaking, Xiang Nan's eyes suddenly turned cold as he took half a step back.

However, Bai Wuya didn't move at all. He just stood there and smiled.

This scene confused the spectators. They didn't know what Xiang Nan was doing.

Xiang Nan took a deep breath and stepped forward to continue confronting Bai Wuya. However, cold sweat broke out on Xiang Nan's forehead.

Without warning, Xiang Nan suddenly threw a punch to the left, but this punch was in the air, and Bai Wuya didn't move at all.

"Brother Xiang Nan, what are you doing? Could it be that Bai Wuya used some kind of bewitching technique?" Yuan Meng scratched his head and said in a muffled voice, "Why does it feel like he's been fooled by an illusion?"

Meng Die thoughtfully stroked her chin, unable to say why.

Then, Xiang Nan and Bai Wuya confronted each other, but neither of them made a move. They watched quietly like this. After a full minute of stalemate, Xiang Nan sucked in a breath of cold air and took three steps back.

"This" Xiang Nan's expression paled in shock.

"This is called'momentum '," Bai Wuya smiled.

"You guys should also feel it." Bai Wuya said, "In order to expand the scope of power, I must raise my martial arts realm and envelop you as well."

As he spoke, Bai Wuya raised his martial arts realm to the Tian Yuan realm.

Immediately after, Bai Wuya's gaze suddenly turned sharp.

As for the martial artists present, they all felt that they were being enveloped by a threat of death, and they all took a few steps back in panic. Some of the weaker martial artists even fell to the ground in fear.

"What is this?" Everyone was shocked. Bai Wuya clearly didn't make a move.

Bai Wuya withdrew his cultivation and explained with a smile, "When a fierce tiger stands in front of you and makes a pouncing motion, you know it might pounce at any moment."

"At this time, with just a little wind and grass around you, you will react like a frightened bird, panicking and making subconscious reactions."

"This is the simplest way to understand'momentum 'and also the most basic form of expression."

"However, what can a martial artist do to rise to a higher level?"

As he spoke, Bai Wuya took a step closer to Xiang Nan, while Xiang Nan felt the muscles in his body contract. His body continuously retreated a few steps. This action of his was completely subconscious.

Bai Wuya said, "When a well-trained killer stands near you, he doesn't even need to look at you. You can feel a great calamity coming."

"Potential can penetrate into your subconscious and force out your movements fundamentally, disrupting your actions and judgments and disrupting your battle rhythm."

"In other words, it gives you the illusion of your body, the illusion of your muscles' memories, and makes the wrong judgment."

Physical illusions are easy to understand, but only martial artists can understand muscle memory.

Muscle memory is neither memory nor skill. For example, a martial artist often fights with people and forms habits.

One day, when a person makes an offensive move towards him, his brain does not need to go through complicated judgments and give orders, and his body will automatically counterattack, defend, and dodge.

"Potential is useless against ordinary people, but it is very useful to martial artists like you." Bai Wuya smiled and approached Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan kept retreating. He wanted to make a move three or four times, but he felt that the timing was wrong!

If the timing wasn't right, then it would be better not to make a move.

But at this moment, Xiang Nan kept retreating. He was already on the verge of retreating to the wall. He could only clench his teeth and quickly attack Bai Wuya.

"Wrong, wrong timing, no judgment at all." Bai Wuya shook his body and slammed his shoulder heavily into Xiang Nan's chest, knocking Xiang Nan against the wall.

Bai Wuya turned around and walked towards the center of the arena. "If you don't even know what you want to accomplish with this move, why do you believe that you can defeat your enemy with this blind move?" He said.

"It's better not to punch than to punch for the sake of punching."

Xiang Nan took a deep breath and returned to the center with Bai Wuya.

"Again." Bai Wuya extended his right hand to Xiang Nan and made a "please" gesture.

Xiang Nan took three deep breaths in a row, then stretched out a hand towards Bai Wuya, wanting to grab Bai Wuya's shoulder.

But in an instant, he felt that Bai Wuya was going to block his arm, and even grab onto his wrist.

This time, Xiang Nan quickly "retaliated", changing the movement of his hand to an elbow-to-elbow collision! He wanted to break Bai Wuya apart to grab his right hand.

But in reality, Bai Wuya didn't do anything.

When Xiang Nan made this series of "ridiculous" movements, Bai Wuya only gently pushed Xiang Nan's shoulder and pushed Xiang Nan back a few steps.

"Don't trust your muscular memory," Bai Wuya said. "It will bring you unexpected results in the early stages of martial arts, but when you encounter stronger enemies, it will become a burden to you."

"What you need to do now is to see through my momentum. You need to calm down and not disturb your heart for all things."

Xiang Nan was enlightened. He immediately sat down cross-legged and entered into a long meditation.

Three or four hours later, Xiang Nan finally stood up. At the same time, an unprecedented determination appeared in his eyes.

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