Chapter 209 Hard Qigong Master
Lu Yu's voice was not loud, because the quiet atmosphere of the scene spread to every corner of the training ground.
At this moment, everyone felt inexplicably heart palpitations!
Raising the samurai sword, Lu Yu held the two ends of the sword with both hands, and folded it down sharply: "Killing thousands of my compatriots, what's the use of leaving you?"
Click!
This sharp samurai sword, stained with the blood of countless people from the Dragon Kingdom, was broken into two pieces by Lu Yu's bare hands.
Dangdang, twice, fell to the ground.
The place was dead silent again.
Even the fighting on the other three arenas stopped.
They all turned their attention to this side.
The fourth one!
The person who died at the hands of Lu Yu was already the fourth elite of special warfare.
Unified, there is no suspense, all were tortured and killed, and there is no room to fight back.
Where would anyone dare to go up?
Isn't that sticking his head out and letting him chop it off! ?
Time seems to be at a standstill in an instant.
There was no sound, and no one moved. Everyone stared at Lu Yu with shock.
One person, the audience is speechless!
"I'll challenge you!"
Another insane guy.
This is a short, black and thin guy, who should come from several island countries in the South China Sea.
This guy clenched his fists, came to the edge of the ring, jumped lightly, and flipped onto the ring with a 360 degree flight. His movements were extremely beautiful and beautiful, like a gymnast, landing steadily.
"Isn't it Dragon Kingdom Kung Fu? Who wouldn't!"
As soon as he came up, the black and thin guy snorted coldly: "You killed so many people, and your physical strength continued to explode. Are you almost unable to hold on? Don't worry, I will kill you as quickly as possible."
He sneered and stared at Lu Yu, his eyes flashing like a viper.
Lu Yu frowned, looking at the posture of this person on stage, he is indeed a trainer!
However, how strong it is, you only know after you fight.
"Are you from Nanyang?" Lu Yu stared at him.
"That's right! I'm from the Philippines."
This guy stood proudly, with his hands behind his back, looking quite a bit of an expert.
Lu Yu nodded. When war broke out in the country, many people chose to seek refuge in the Nanyang Islands, including many martial artists.
And after these people passed by, they settled there, and correspondingly brought the Dragon Kingdom martial arts to the past for inheritance and development.
Now, on the Nanyang Islands, there are many descendants of the Dragon Kingdom.
Naturally, it also includes the Philippines.
These mixed races, born and raised there, integrated into the local culture.
"Hey, you are already at the end of the storm, don't want to die, kowtow to me and admit defeat, I may consider letting you go!"
The guy sneered with his arms crossed, his face full of pride.
Lu Yu shrugged: "Although it's a bit exhausting, it's enough to kill you!"
"Hmph, arrogant!"
The guy's face was gloomy, and his eyes showed murderous intent: "Since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you! I am not afraid to tell you that I have killed ten Dragon Kingdom Kung Fu masters, and you will be the eleventh."
Lu Yu sneered: "It seems that those two guys from before have not given you a long memory?"
Lu Yu didn't have much affection for that area, but rather disliked it.
The ancestors traveled thousands of miles across the ocean to this wild land, taught advanced technical concepts, and led the development of this southern barbarian.
But the result?
This is a bunch of restless people!
Barbarians, no matter how much they learn advanced culture, they can't change the nature of beasts.
Especially all the time, I want to bite you!
Lu Yu glanced at this guy lightly, and his tone was cold: "Come on."
"as you wish!"
The southern barbarian devil showed a cruel smile and licked his lips:
"Kill you, we are the strongest among them, and the flag will be hung at the top."
Stab it!
He clenched his fist hard, and his body shook violently, and his clothes were torn apart immediately, turning into pieces of rags that scattered and fell.
This guy looks short, but his body is full of angular tendons.
"This is... Dragon Kingdom Kung Fu?!"
"He will too?"
The instructors all showed expressions of interest.
The showdown between the two Dragon Kingdom kung fu masters has a good show!
"Hard Qigong? Iron Sand Palm?"
Lu Yu raised his brows and took a careful look at the guy, only to find that his palms were completely deformed.
It was covered with thick calluses, and the color was slightly deeper, as if it had been dyed with paint and had not been washed.
It's not pure hard qigong. It seems that he has also practiced some sinister kung fu.
No wonder, the murderous aura is so heavy!
This southern barbarian devil smiled coldly. His pair of iron palms, but under the guidance of an old Dragon Kingdom boxer, were rubbed with hot sand and soaked in various potions to become the ultimate hardcore kung fu.
Even if a pile of bricks and stones are piled up, they can be split with one palm. Once they burst out with all their strength, they can even leave palm prints on the steel plate.
However, the old guy who was his master also died under this iron palm.
Who told the old stubborn not to marry his granddaughter?
In the end, it wasn't because he was forced to do so. It was a wonderful taste, and I still miss it when I think about it now.
It's a pity that after playing it once, that stupid woman committed suicide, so she can only play other Dragon Country women.
Thinking of the past glory, this guy also moved.
With a swipe, the figure quickly flashed out, waved a palm, and slashed towards Lu Yu.
Although his palm is not big, it is falling from the sky at this moment, giving people the feeling that it is a giant axe, carrying thousands of pounds of power.
Huhu.
The wind whistled in the ears, and even the air was chopped to both sides!
Around, the special forces of various countries stared wide-eyed, lest they miss this wonderful scene.
Dragon Kingdom Kung Fu duel, they want to see Lu Yu, can they kill one more person?
"Die!"
The southern barbarian roared.
Lu Yu's mouth twitched, and he jumped up like a light body, and quickly out of his legs.
Whoosh!
The right leg turned into an afterimage, like a wishful iron rod in Sun Monkey's hand, swept past.
The speed was too fast, and the fabric around the trouser legs jumped straight.
The mountain-splitting axe and the Ruyi iron rod collided with each other.
A pair of eyes stared at the intersection of the two, wanting to see who wins and who loses.
Click.
A crisp bone cracking sound.
The Nanman Devil's palm, which was as hard as iron, was broken from the wrist, and it fell limply.
The five fingers were weakly bent, and it was obvious to the naked eye that they were shaking.
"how so?"
The guy was pale and yelled in disbelief.
"nothing is impossible!"
Lu Yu glanced at him lightly, and sneered: "Longguo has a saying, people who are not my race will have different hearts! You think we people of Longguo are really stupid, and we will pass down the killing tricks that have been passed down for thousands of years to you white-eyed people. Wolf?"
"The person who taught you Dragon Kingdom Kung Fu is obviously guarding you and keeping a hand. If I'm not mistaken, he has already been poisoned by you!"
This guy's face changed one after another, and he gritted his teeth: "Damn old thing, he was already prepared!"
"Killing the teacher, for the great rebellion, I took your life for your master."
Lu Yu's eyes were cold, and his legs swept across again.