In the shocked eyes of everyone, Lu Yu's figure was like a swimming dragon. Every time he punched, there seemed to be a roaring sound of a giant dragon.
In order to let them see clearly, Lu Yu punched every punch very slowly.
These fists seem weak and weak, but when they hit the void, they can cause ripples in the void.
Everyone felt that the person standing in front of them was not a person, but a diving dragon, looking for opportunities and waiting to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.
After Lu Yu finished a set of boxing techniques, everyone still felt that they were still unsatisfied.
"Sir, what is added to this set of boxing techniques?" Dai Feng asked excitedly.
"This method is called Hidden Dragon Fist. The dragon lurks in the abyss with murderous intent. Although you are not strong now, if you learn to be patient and patient, you will one day fly to the sky."
"I will swear allegiance to you, Your Excellency!"
Everyone will kneel down and salute Lu Yu.
They have already felt the mystery of this boxing technique, and it should at least be a top-notch technique.
"You continue to follow me. This skill will naturally be available to you. This is a pill for you to improve your strength as soon as possible." Lu Yu waved his hand, and a piece of pill was sprinkled into everyone's hands.
Those people who received the elixir all exclaimed in amazement.
"Could these elixirs be the best psychic elixirs?"
"Such quality is almost unheard of."
Everyone was shocked.
If placed in the outside world, such a pill could be purchased for millions, or even tens of millions.
But now, these pills were given away by Lu Yu casually, as if they were worthless at all.
In an instant, Lu Yu's identity became more noble in everyone's hearts.
Lu Yu then asked Dai Feng to go to the Chinese army's headquarters to apply and formally establish the designation "Qianlong Camp".
Three days passed quickly.
Under Lu Yu's supervision, everyone who followed Lu Yu took Qianlong Fist to heart.
What's left after that is proficiency and consolidation.
Early that morning, Lu Yu and his men walked toward the arena of life and death.
A lot of people have gathered here, and many people from other military camps heard the sound and came to watch the fun.
The life and death arena has not been opened for a long time, and this time it is a battle between two generals, which attracts everyone's attention even more.
"I heard that General Xuanwu turned out to be a centurion in the rear army?"
"I heard that he was a disciple of the Fangwai Sect before, and was later taken to the military camp by Lu Jingsheng to meet his uncle."
"Could he be a close confidant of the Marshal? Tsk tsk, if he was recommended by my uncle, no wonder he could be promoted so quickly. It's a pity that young people tend to be arrogant when they succeed. Will they die this time?"
The onlookers didn't think much of Lu Yu, and they all talked and ridiculed him.
On the stage, Yu Qi was sitting on a chair, closing his eyes and relaxing.
"Why doesn't that Henry Chu come? Maybe he's afraid."
"We have made an agreement in the life and death arena. If he retreats, even if he can save his life, his reputation will be ruined. No one will obey him in the future."
"As long as you can save your life, why do you care so much?"
Just as everyone was talking about it, suddenly a burst of heavy footsteps sounded from behind everyone.
Lu Yu came over with Qianlongying in a mighty manner.
"These people, what kind of magic weapons do they carry!"
"Look at the sword that the man is carrying behind his back. The seal lines have faint traces of the evolution of the Great Dao. This should at least be a top-quality magic weapon!"