Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

It must be because he is young, but he has such accomplishments in his fists and feet. The strong contrast makes him have complicated psychology.

Of course, when looking at him, he also paid a little bit of attention, instead of equating him with an ordinary dude.

But Zhang Lu didn't have time to pay attention to him. He stopped flexing his fists, sat cross-legged on the floor, and closed his eyes slightly. Six uses, carefully feel the small flame that suddenly popped up in my mind.

The attributes of fighting skills are not legendary or fantasy things. When a person has cultivated to a certain level, the spirit, energy and spirit are united, such as the killing power of the wind, which means fast, hiding and hiding, and can attack or dodge. come first.

This is actually a special technique of exerting strength. It is very particular about what muscles need to be affected and what kind of targeted training is required. To put it bluntly, it is the secret killing technique of the national art, a secret that cannot be passed on.

But Zhang Lu has the fusion of seeds, and has transformed his body through seed essence many times. His body no longer needs targeted exercise, and he has already stepped into the third life level.

For example, the killing power of fire has been felt to be related to the explosion of Cun Jin, that is, the ability to bomb tree seeds.

But the specific types of fusion, he does not know yet.

Xu Zhengyang watched Zhang Lu sit cross-legged and comprehend the mysteries of Chinese martial arts, his eyes suddenly became respectful.

"I don't know who the general is. He is already a hero at such a young age. No wonder he can enter here."

Xu Zhengyang felt emotional, Zhang Lu is already pursuing the path of a master at such a young age, there are very few young people with such a pure heart who focus on martial arts.

Now it is different from the past, there are too many temptations, and there are too few people who can calm down and endure this hardship.

Many people are even unwilling to practice Chinese martial arts, and they also say that no matter how advanced the martial arts is in this era, it is still a matter of a bullet.

It is an indisputable fact that the martial arts are on the decline, and it also makes the martial arts practitioners like Xu Zhengyang feel desolate and lonely.

Seeing this young man now, he seems to have seen a spark, the martial art has not declined, and there are generations of young people who have inherited and carried forward it.

Xu Zhengyang didn't make a sound, knowing that he couldn't disturb the other party at this time, so he left quietly.

On the way, he personally delivered food and water, and without calling Zhang Lu, he placed them on the stone table in the courtyard, glanced at Zhang Lu, and then slowly exited the courtyard.

As the sky was getting darker, Xu Zhengyang personally delivered the dinner again, but he glanced at the stone table, the water and food remained unchanged.

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

This focus, this perseverance, this firm heart in pursuit of martial arts moved him.

He has never seen such a young man. In today's Shanghai, he knows that Long Zhantian is from a family of martial arts.Another Long family also passed down the eight steps to drive away the cicadas.

The other party came with Long Zhantian, he must also be a fan of ancient martial arts, no wonder Long Zhantian respected him so much, and he didn't know which descendant of an ancient martial arts family, so young and accomplished, he looked like a master.

Xu Zhengyang sent things over, but this time he didn't leave. This young man aroused great interest and curiosity in him.

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

Zhang Lu, who stayed in the courtyard, never went back to his room to sleep, and sat cross-legged until dawn.

The fish belly of the East China Sea is white.

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

Suddenly!

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

Suddenly, Zhang Lu stretched out two fingers, and the fingers were closed like a sword, and with a burst of strength, he stabbed suddenly.

puff.

The index finger and middle finger sank into the tough tree trunk at the same root, as if they were inserted into a block of tofu.

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

Xu Zhengyang is not here at the moment, if he sees this scene, he doesn't know how he will be amazed.

This is definitely a master to do this step!

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

In a villa mansion a few kilometers away from the courtyard house, Long Zhantian is also practicing.

He separated from Zhang Lu today, saying that he had important matters to deal with, but in fact he was going home to practice swordsmanship, which was the ancestral swordsmanship of his Long family.

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

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

Seeing Zhang Lu again today, the response was really different, the momentum was condensed and unrevealed, and there was a faint meaning of returning to the basics that grandpa said.

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

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

Spirit Qi is highly concentrated.

Bah!

As his throat surged, he let out a yell, and the Qingfeng in his hand stabbed suddenly, and the tip of the sword flashed a cold light, piercing delicately into the hard granite, and a hole appeared.

The sword, which was nearly ten centimeters deep, did not crack at all, and the granite pierced into it did not have any cracks around it.

This is clearly concentrating all the power in one point without a single trace of diffusion. The ingenious control of this power is truly extraordinary.

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

Long Zhantian put the sword back into its sheath and rushed to the courtyard without even eating breakfast. He wanted to ask Zhang Lu for advice!

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

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

"Why, do you feel that others won the number one hunter in the world, and you are not convinced, thinking that you are number one in the world if you beat others?" Old Dai glared at Long Zhantian.

"Report, no! I competed with Zhang Lu last time, but I lost. It's not that I'm unconvinced, it's my grandfather who is unconvinced..." At this point, Long Zhantian's expression was embarrassing, and he became embarrassed.

"I think you are unconvinced, and you still carry your grandfather out." Dai Lao also knows Long Lao's temper, and he is certain if he is not convinced. People of the older generation have come from the hail of bullets, who will easily convince others !

Lao Dai glanced at Long Zhantian holding the sword in his hand, and said seriously: "It's okay to learn from each other, but don't get hurt!"

"Yes!"

With Dai Lao's approval, Long Zhantian was overjoyed, and trotted into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered, he 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? Are you full, let's practice?"