Chapter 211 Hard Qigong Master

Lu Yu's voice was not loud, but because of the quiet atmosphere at the scene, the voice came from every corner of the training ground.

At this moment, everyone felt heart palpitations inexplicably!

Raising the samurai sword, Lu Yu held the two ends of the sword with both hands, and slammed down, "Killing thousands of my compatriots, what's the point of keeping you?"

Click!

This sharp samurai sword stained with the blood of countless people from Longguo was broken into two pieces by Lu Yu.

Dangdang, twice, fell to the ground.

The scene was dead again.

Even the fighting on the other three rings stopped.

They cast their eyes on this side one after another.

The fourth one!

The person who died in Lu Yu's hands was already the fourth special warfare elite.

Unified characteristics, no suspense, all being tortured and killed, there is no room to fight back.

How can anyone dare to go up?

Didn't this stretch your head and let him chop it! ?

Time seems to fall into a static state instantly.

There was no sound, and no one moved, everyone stared at Lu Yu in shock.

All alone, the audience was speechless!

"I will challenge you!"

Another guy who lives and lives.

This is a short, black and thin guy, who should come from several island countries in Southeast Asia.

This guy clenched his fists, came to the edge of the ring, and leaped lightly. A three hundred and sixty degrees jumped up to the ring. The movements were extremely beautiful and beautiful, like a gymnast, landing steadily.

"Isn't it Long Guo Kung Fu? Who can't!"

As soon as he came up, the thin black guy snorted coldly: "You have killed so many people and your physical strength continues to explode. Are you about to be able to hold on? Don't worry, I will kill you as quickly as possible."

He sneered at Lu Yu, his eyes flashing like a snake.

Lu Yu frowned, seeing that this man was on the stage, he was indeed a practicer!

However, the strength is only known after playing.

"Are you from Nanyang?" Lu Yu stared at him.

"Yes! I am from the Philippines."

This guy stood proudly, his hands behind, he looked a bit superior.

Lu Yu nodded. When war broke out in the country, many people chose to seek refuge in the Nanyang Islands, including many martial artists.

After these people passed, they settled there, and correspondingly they brought the Long Kingdom martial arts to the past, inheriting and developing.

Now, there are many descendants of the Dragon Kingdom on the Nanyang Islands.

Naturally, it also includes the Philippines.

However, these mixed races, who were born and raised there and integrated into the local culture, do not recognize that they are from the Dragon Kingdom.

"Hey, you are at the end of the storm, don't want to die, kowtow to me, and I can consider letting you go!"

This guy sneered with his arms folded, his face full of arrogance.

Lu Yu shrugged, "Although it's a bit exhausting, it's enough to kill you!"

"Huh, arrogant!"

The guy's face was cold, and his eyes showed murderous intent: "Since you want to die so, then I will fulfill you! Don't be afraid to tell you that I have killed ten Dragon Kung Fu masters, and you will be the eleventh."

Lu Yu sneered: "It seems that the two guys before have not given you a long memory?"

Lu Yu didn't have a lot of favor with the area of ​​the Nanyang Islands, but rather disgusted.

The ancestors of the Dragon Kingdom traveled across the ocean to this barren land, taught advanced technical concepts, and led the development of this southern barbarian.

But the result?

These southern barbarians can never change their evil roots, they will only be lazy, and they will fight against the dragon country everywhere.

In the past, riots broke out in their country, Cheng Qianlongguo compatriots died unfavorably, women were raped in the street, even girls.

Shopping malls and supermarkets were looted, and the blood of Longguo people everywhere!

This is a group of restless people, white-eyed wolves!

Treating people who are kind to yourself in this way is no different from a beast.

Barbarians, no matter how you learn advanced culture, you can't change the nature of beasts.

Especially this Philippine country, always wants to bite the dragon country!

Lu Yu glanced at this guy lightly, his tone was cold: "Come on."

"as you wish!"

Nanman and his son showed cruel smiles and licked their lips:

"Kill you, we are the strongest among them, and the flag will be hung on the highest point."

Stabbed!

He clenched his fists hard, his body shook suddenly, and his clothes immediately tore apart, turning into pieces of rags, floating and falling.

This guy looks short, but his body is full of sharp tendons.

"This is... Dragon Kungfu?!"

"He too?"

The instructors showed interest.

Two Dragon Kung Fu masters duel, there is a good show!

"Hard Qigong? Iron Sand Palm?"

Lu Yu raised his brows and took a closer look at this guy, only to find that his two palms had completely deformed.

On it, it is covered with thick calluses, and the color is slightly deep, as if it has been dyed with paint and has not been washed.

It is not pure hard qigong, it seems that he has also practiced some insidious kung fu.

No wonder, so murderous!

This Nanban devil smiled coldly. His pair of iron palms were rubbed with hot sand and soaked in various potions under the guidance of an old boxer from the Long Kingdom since he was a child.

Even a stack of masonry can be split with one palm, and it has exploded with full force, even leaving palm prints on the steel plate.

However, the old guy who was his master also died under this iron palm.

Who made that old stubborn not marry his granddaughter?

In the end, he hadn't been overpowered by him, it was so wonderful, and I still miss it when I think of it.

Unfortunately, after playing once, the stupid woman committed suicide, so she could only play with other Long Country women.

Thinking of the past glory, this guy also moved.

Swish, his figure rushed out, waved a palm, and slashed towards Lu Yu.

Although his palm is not big, it descends from the sky at this moment, and it feels like a giant axe, carrying a huge amount of power.

Huhu.

The wind whistled in the ears, and even the air was chopped to the sides!

Around, the special forces from various countries stared wide-eyed, for fear of missing this wonderful scene.

Long Guo Kung Fu duel, they want to see Lu Yu, can kill another person?

"Die!"

Nanban devil roared.

Lu Yu curled his mouth and jumped up lightly, quickly out of his legs.

Whoosh!

The right leg turned into an afterimage, like a wishful iron rod in Sun Monkey's hand, sweeping by.

The speed is too fast, and the fabric around the trouser legs jumps straight.

The mountain-splitting giant axe and the wishful iron rod slammed into each other.

A pair of eyes, staring at the intersection of the two, wanting to see who wins and who loses.

Click.

Crisp bone cracking sound.

The Nanman Devil's palm was as hard as iron, starting from the wrist, it was broken and drooped softly.

Five fingers bend weakly, and the naked eyes are clearly trembling.

"How could this be?"

The guy was pale and yelled in disbelief.

"nothing is impossible!"

Lu Yu glanced at him indifferently and sneered: "There is a saying in Longguo that people who are not from my race will have different hearts! You think we are really fools, and we will pass on the killer moves that have been passed down for thousands of years to you. Wolf?"

"The person who taught you Long Guo Kungfu obviously guarded you and kept his hand. If I guessed correctly, he has already been murdered by you!"

The guy's complexion changed one after another, gritted his teeth: "Damn old thing, it's already on guard!"

"Master-killing, for the sake of rebellion, I will take your life for your master."

Lu Yu's eyes were cold, his legs swept again.

(End of this chapter)