Chapter 153 Practice

It's almost night.

Zhu Xingtuan left the sports club.

Before leaving, he asked Lu Yu about his plans, but Lu Yu said he wanted to watch Fengyuan training here for a while, so Zhuxingcun said nothing.

But he did not return to the residential area to rest, but returned to the MAC Space Base to continue to detect Canedras' movements.

Feng Yuan planned to train all night long.

Because if you can't beat that monster.

Not to mention that he will be injured, monsters will also damage the buildings on the ground.

Even Captain Zhuxing would definitely scold him.

President Omura lives in a sports club.

In the afternoon, Zhu Xingtuan said that he would borrow his club venue, which was agreed by President Omura, so he was not surprised that Feng Yuan would train here.

As for why Fengyuan needs training...

What's so strange about MAC training to fight monsters?

The night is dark.

The onlooker President Omura also went back to sleep.

There was only one light left in the entire sports club, which set off the huge machine in the corner of the venue, and also shone with the figures of young people who were enduring hardships and constantly training next to the machine.

"ah!"

Feng Yuan suddenly shouted loudly.

Then rushed towards the machine waving the blade.

Then the machine threw a knife and returned.

A deep scar was cut from his side face by the blade, and blood penetrated out of it, but Feng Yuan just wiped it fiercely and looked at the young man sitting on the edge of the venue with breathlessness.

I couldn't get the point after training all day.

Feng Yuan began to get angry again.

Once he becomes irritable, his behavior will probably be a little uncontrollable, such as rushing towards the weapon with a broken can.

Then he was beaten by a weapon and became honest again.

Feng Yuan took a few breaths, picked up the kettle next to him and took a big gulp, then suddenly swung his wrist and flew towards the sleepy boy by the wall.

Bang!

Lu Yu suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the kettle.

The boy's eyebrows were still cold and stern, and his eyes seemed to be sharper and more dangerous than the blades on the machine. Then he looked at Feng Yuan standing next to the machine.

Feng Yuan suddenly choked: "..."

The next moment, Lu Yu's expression returned to his previous softness and obedience, and then he looked at Feng Yuan blankly.

"Why are you hitting me?"

"Then why are you still here?"

Feng Yuan asked with his neck stammering.

Lu Yu grabbed his hair: "I see when will you train until, and take some photos by the way."

Feng Yuan: "What's the best shot?"

Lu Yu: "Put it in this issue of the newspaper, the content is the MAC team's late-night training."

Feng Yuan: “…”

The conversation between the two is temporarily over.

Feng Yuan didn't know if he couldn't refute or what he was thinking. In short, he stood there with his fists clenched and his head hanging down.

Lu Yu saw that Feng Yuan was holding his breath.

And there is no need to think carefully.

Everyone knows that the depression is because the training is not good, so he holds it out by himself. It is actually useless to continue the training in this state.

Lu Yu sighed when he saw this.

Then he placed the kettle next to him, got up and searched around the dojo, and then he took out a slender flower sword from the equipment room.

Feng Yuan looked at his movements in confusion.

Lu Yu wore neat fencing protective gear and protected himself tightly. He even put on an extra piece of armor on his chest, and then stood in the dojo with confidence.

"Come on, let's try."

The boy's voice came from the fencing helmet.

Feng Yuan's eyes lit up.

Fighting against rigid machines was obviously not as interesting as fighting against real people, so his originally depressed mood soon rose again.

But Feng Yuan was a little confused: "Don't I use weapons?"

Lu Yu smiled: "If Ultraman Leo has a weapon that can be used, then you can use it too."

When Feng Yuan heard this, he understood.

Leo really doesn't have weapons...

In fact, except for Mr. Guiman, Ultraman Showa has almost no natal weapon of his own. This weapon refers to a weapon of light that can be transformed at any time like the Galaxy Spark Gun.

After everything is ready.

The two stood opposite each other in the dojo covered with pads.

Feng Yuan made a serious start-up gesture, and the two of them slowly moved around the dojo, and the next moment, Feng Yuan shouted and rushed up!

Lu Yu quickly dodged sideways, and the flower sword in his hand pierced heavily on Feng Yuan's back. Then he quickly opened the distance. When Feng Yuan turned around and kicked over, he only kicked the air.

Missed a single hit.

Feng Yuan clenched his fists hard.

Take a breath.

Not discouraged yet.

Because Ultraman Leo must be the main attacker in the real battlefield, Lu Yu did not intend to take the initiative to attack, and Feng Yuan launched the attack throughout the whole process.

After a few consecutive moves.

Fengyuan's black training suit is full of green marks stabbed by foil swords everywhere.

So Feng Yuan couldn't help but become irritable again!

"It is impossible for monsters to avoid them so agilely, and you don't attack me at all. How can you fight like this?!"

"Fengyuan..."

Lu Yu said helplessly: "The monster will not stand there and wait for you to attack, and you have never really fought against Canedras, how did you know that it does not have agile action?"

Feng Yuan gritted his teeth, then sat cross-legged in the dojo in anger.

Lu Yu walked over and squatted down and comforted him, "Fengyuan, actually there is no need for you to think about attacking me. What did I tell you when I fought against the Zuluks last time?"

Feng Yuan: “…”

Feng Yuan used his limited memory to recall what happened three weeks ago.

Then he asked honestly, "What have you said?"

It was Lu Yu's turn to be speechless.

It’s not that Captain Zhuxing always slapped you in the head.

Lu Yu smiled awkwardly and politely: "Fengyuan, what are the weapons of the Zuluks?"

Feng Yuan: "Two knives in your hand."

Lu Yu: "Then how did you defeat it?"

Feng Yuan: "Cutted its hand."

The words fell.

Feng Yuan, who was a little depressed, suddenly paused, his eyes gradually became radiant, and then he rushed over and pressed Lu Yu's shoulders with excitement.

"I get it! You mean I don't have to attack its weapons, I just need to make it without weapons!"

"Ruzi...hehe, you're very smart."

So Feng Yuan was immediately resurrected with full blood.

He jumped up directly, then posed in the starting position again, facing Lu Yu with great enthusiasm: "Come on!"
To be continued...