Of course, Zhang Lu knew that Xu Zhengyang came over, and even, he could feel the changes in the other party, shocked and puzzled.

I guess it was because he was young but had such achievements in his fists and feet. The strong contrast made him feel complicated.

Of course, when looking at him, he also took a little attention and was no longer equating him with an ordinary playboy.

However, Zhang Lu had no time to pay attention to him, stopped to use his fists and feet, sat cross-legged on the floor, his eyes closed slightly, and the Bodhi seeds in his mind were rotating, emitting a burst of hazy golden light. Six independent brain areas lit up, with one mind and six uses, carefully experiencing the sudden small flame in his mind.

The attributes of fighting skills are not legendary and fantasy. A person has cultivated to a certain level, and his spirit is united. For example, the killing power of the wind is fast, hiding and hiding, and can both attack and dodge, and then arrive first.

This is actually a special force technique. It is very particular about what muscles need to be movable and what is targeted for training. To put it bluntly, it is the secret of killing skills of national martial arts, and it is not passed on.

However, Zhang Lu has integrated seeds and has transformed his body through seed essence many times. His body no longer needs targeted exercise and has entered the third level of life.

For example, the killing power of fire has been felt related to the explosion of Cunjin, which is the ability of the bomb tree seeds.

But he doesn't know what kind of fusion is currently available.

Xu Zhengyang watched Zhang Lu sit cross-legged and realize the mystery of national arts, and his eyes suddenly showed respect.

"I don't know if it's the general of the family. He is so young, he is already a hero. No wonder he can enter here."

Xu Zhengyang sighed. Zhang Lu was so young that he was already pursuing the path of a master. There were very few young people who were so innocent and focused on national martial arts.

Now is different from the past. There are too many temptations. There are too few people who can calm down and suffer this hardship.

Many people are even unwilling to practice Chinese arts, and they also said that in what era it is now, no matter how high martial arts are, it is still a matter of bullets.

This is an indisputable fact that the decline of national martial arts practitioners also make Xu Zhengyang feel sad and lonely in their hearts.

Now seeing this young man, he seemed to see the fire of stars. The national martial arts has not declined, and generations of young inheritance and development have been passed down.

Xu Zhengyang did not speak out, knowing that he could not disturb the other party at this time, so he left quietly.

Halfway through, he personally brought food and water, and without calling Zhang Lu, he placed it on the stone table in the courtyard. He glanced at Zhang Lu for a few times before slowly leaving the courtyard.

As the sky got darker, Xu Zhengyang personally delivered dinner, but he glanced at the stone table, and the water and food did not move.

In other words, this young man sat cross-legged for four or five hours!

This concentration, this perseverance, and this determination to pursue martial arts moved him.

He had never seen such a young man. In today's Demon City, he knew that Long Zhantian was a martial arts family, and his family also had ancient martial arts, tiger, leopard, and thunder sound. Another Long family also passed on eight steps to drive cicadas.

The other party and Long Zhantian must be also an ancient martial arts enthusiast. No wonder Long Zhantian respects so much. I don’t know which ancient martial arts family descended from such a young and extraordinary attainments, and is as good as a master.

Xu Zhengyang brought the things over, but this time he did not leave. This young man made him extremely interested and curious.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, Xu Zhengyang stood for six or seven hours. Even though he couldn't stand it, he shook his head and went back to rest.

Zhang Lu, who stayed in the courtyard, never returned to his room to sleep, and crossed his legs until dawn.

The fish belly in the East China Sea is white.

The first ray of light shone through the dense leaves and shone on Zhang Lu's eyes, and his eyelids moved slightly a few times.

Suddenly!

Zhang Lu opened his eyes and a ray of light flashed by.

Suddenly, Zhang Lu stretched out his two fingers, and his fingers were like swords. With the burst of inch force, he suddenly stabbed.

Puchi.

The index finger and middle finger were all in one's roots and sank into the tough tree trunk, as if inserted onto the tofu block.

Immediately, my two fingers exerted force, and my legs, sitting cross-legged, suddenly left a few inches away.

Xu Zhengyang was not here at this moment. If he saw this scene, he would not know what he would be amazed.

This is definitely a master who can do this!

"I heard that Bruce Lee can insert a Coke bottle with two fingers. I am much better than him..." Zhang Lu chuckled.

Long Zhantian is also practicing a villa, a few kilometers away from Siheyuan.

Today he separated from Zhang Lu and said that there was something important to deal with, but in fact he was going home to practice swordsmanship, and practicing the swordsmanship of their Long family.

"Grandpa said that as long as I practice this sword, I can defeat Zhang Lu. No matter what, I have to practice it. After so long, it is time to understand it..."

When Zhang Lu won the world's strongest hunter and even won the World Red Shield Championship medal, Long Zhantian was deeply stimulated and felt great pressure.

Seeing Zhang Lu again today, it was indeed different. The momentum was condensed but not revealed, and the grandfather said he was returning to nature.

"Zhang Lu, I will not admit defeat. We are both comrades-in-arms and opponents!"

Long Zhantian took a deep breath, concentrated his energy, and shook the three-foot green peak in his hand and let out a sword roar.

The three mental energy are highly concentrated.

Wow!

As his throat surged, he let out a shout, and the green peak in his hand suddenly stabbed, and a cold light flashed at the end of the sword, and a hole appeared.

The sword that was nearly ten centimeters deep did not crack at all, and there were no cracks around the piercing granite.

This clearly concentrates all the power at one point without a trace of spread. The clever control of this power is extraordinary.

"Zhang Lu, if you can block my sword, I will accept it!"

Long Zhantian general returned to his sword and didn't even eat breakfast, so he rushed to Siheyuan. He wanted to ask Zhang Lu for advice!

When he arrived at the courtyard, Long Zhantian saw Old Dai and his guards just getting off the car.

Long Zhantian was anxious and ran over immediately, saluted Mr. Dai, and said, "Report, please give me a chance. Don't enter for the time being. I want to ask Zhang Lu for martial arts."

"Why, do you think that someone else has won the world's number one hunter, and you are not convinced, thinking that if you beat someone up, you will be the world's number one?" Old Dai glared at Long Zhantian.

"Report, no! I competed with Zhang Lu once last time, but I lost. It's not that I was not convinced, it's that my grandfather was not convinced..." Speaking of this, Long Zhantian's face was also embarrassed, and he felt embarrassed.

"I think you are not convinced, and you even carried your grandfather out." Old Dai also knew Old Long's temper, so it was certain that he was not convinced. The older generation came from the rain of bullets, and who would easily convince who!

Old Dai glanced at Long Zhantian holding a sword and said seriously: "It's OK to compete, but don't be hurt!"

"yes!"

After receiving the approval from Mr. Dai, Long Zhantian was overjoyed and trotted into the courtyard.

When I entered, I saw Zhang Lu eating on the stone bench in the courtyard.

Long Zhantian couldn't wait, pulled out his sword and said to Zhang Lu: "Are you full? If you are full, let's practice?"

"You are the King of War, so you won't even give me the chance to challenge me."

Zhang Lu knew that Long Zhantian was not convinced, and today he looked a little different. He happened to have realized something different, so he used your Long Zhantian to try the power.

"Okay!" Zhang Lu stood up and said in a low voice.

"Well, I use weapons and can't take advantage of you. What weapons are you good at? Where is Lao Xu in the guard room? I'll ask him to bring them some swords, guns and sticks."

"No, I can just use my hands."

Using hands?

Long Zhantian looked at Zhang Lu seriously. Is this the conceit of the King of Soldiers?

"This is the thunder sword passed down from my Long family. The sword is like thunder. During the Republic of China period, my ancestors used this thunder sword to defeat countless masters and foreign invaders. People respectfully call it Long Yijian."

"Are you sure you still need to use your hands?"
Chapter completed!