Chapter 1,318 Of course it’s me! Could it be Lin Nian?
Even Caesar Gattuso has to admit that this "S" class appearance is indeed stylish. The shape is so concave that it could be featured in Time Magazine. It is estimated that after the end of the Freedom Day, the Ministry of Information can be seen on the Night Watch Forum. of capture.
Regardless of whether he admits it or not, the "S" class's limelight after this enrollment has definitely surpassed everyone with a strong wind. Whether it is Caesar Gattuso or Chu Zihang, they all have to be affected by this mysterious " The S"-class freshmen stepped on the heat hard and could not stand up.
However, neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang care about these things. They only care about one thing, and that is whether the "S" level is really as strong as the rumors say, so strong that it can even connect Cassel Academy, and even that Hill Bert Jean Angers and even the school board behind him had to bow their heads and compromise.
Caesar pulled out Dictado, his hunting knife whistling slightly in the wind. Chu Zihang on the side also pulled out Murasame. The slender Japanese sword was so bright and even a little black under the sunlight, it was extremely dazzling.
There was a gunshot, and Caesar and Chu Zihang looked up at Zhonglou at the same time. The shooter was the sniper of the student union, Chen Motong. As long-range fire support, she seemed to have not yet finished her exit.
Then the two of them saw a rather exaggerated scene from the corner of their eyes. Lu Mingfei, who was standing on the top of the ruins of a marble column, shook his hand at a speed that was hard to see clearly. Under the direct sunlight, the arc cut by the black steel dagger was like Like a glimpse of the black moon shadow, a blood-red fog flower exploded directly on his side, dotting the black moon with a red arc.
"It's exaggerated enough." Caesar gave a fair evaluation.
"I've run out of bullets, and it's up to you next time." Nuonuo's voice came over the radio. The ammunition reserve next to her at the top of the tower has been exhausted. Obviously, there was a lot of trouble in the previous chaos. It was obvious that the enemy was in danger, but the opponent used a ghostly perception to avoid them or looked for cover to avoid them.
Lu Mingfei also noticed the arrival of Caesar and Chu Zihang, and withdrew his gaze from the end of the sun. The expression on his face remained unchanged, still silent and thoughtful.
There it is again, that expression.
Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei's face and remained silent.
"Now that we've reached this point, what else is bothering you?" Caesar stood ten meters away from the ruins, raising his head and squinting his eyes to avoid the sun, while looking directly at Lu Mingfei.
"Nothing...if you want to fight, just end it as soon as possible. I have other things to do after I enroll." Lu Mingfei swung his right foot, and the box of tactical nuclear bombs rolled and fell from the rubble.
"Ask one more question before the fight begins. It doesn't matter if you don't answer." Caesar looked up at Lu Mingfei and said, "Where did you learn those skills of fighting on the battlefield? Have you ever been on a real battlefield before?"
"I don't have any skills, I just kept thinking that I can't waste time here, I just have to survive." Lu Mingfei held the two daggers in his hand and gently swung them around a few times, looking down at Caesar and Chu Zi, who were waiting for them. Hang still had a strange and ridiculous feeling unnaturally emerging, but he quickly dispelled this feeling, took a deep breath and said calmly, "Hurry up, I really have something very important to do." Be busy."
"If you have something to do, you can't choose a concubine?" Caesar took the initiative and made a rare joke.
"Choose a concubine?" Lu Mingfei was obviously stunned, "Then you will do it?"
Caesar choked. It was obvious that the "choosing a concubine" that the other party thought he meant was not the same as the "choosing a concubine" he teased.
But it doesn't matter.
Caesar picked up Dictado and walked towards the ruins. Lu Mingfei, who was above, also jumped off the ruins and slid to the ground. He walked over with the two picked daggers spread out in his hands.
When the distance between the two people narrowed to five meters, Caesar strode forward. His sea-blue pupils covered by golden pupils no longer showed any playfulness or relaxation, and his face was as sharp as an eagle! Dictado The air made a heavy whistling sound when this hunting knife was swung with all its strength. If Lu Mingfei's two black steel daggers dared to forcefully connect, they would inevitably break into pieces!
Lu Mingfei was not prepared to compete with black steel and alchemy swords. He did not close his open hands, but raised them to the center line to keep his arms open. He opened the door wide and stared at the somewhat astonished Caesar. The knife struck down. When the blade was less than ten centimeters away from his forehead, even Caesar Gattuso was about to take the initiative to withdraw his strength. His hands clapped together like lightning, and the roots of the two palms holding the dagger exerted force to directly clamp Di. Crado forced it to stop in front of him.
Even Caesar Gattuso was shocked for a moment. He had learned how to seize a sword with bare hands, but no matter which sword-grabbing technique he had, he would not rely entirely on reaction and strength to gamble his life like now. It was outrageous. It was the other party who won the bet!
Caesar pricked his legs, raised his strength from the ground, and moved the hand holding the handle of the knife upwards like a lever, trying to pull the clamped blade out of Lu Mingfei's hand, but he was shocked after just one use of force. He realized that his decision was wrong, because even with all his strength, he could not move the blade even an inch. It was as if Dictado was welded to death by a hydraulic press on the iron platform!
Lu Mingfei released the two daggers in his hands while holding Dikladuo, and the daggers naturally fell down. When they landed close to the knees of both sides, he raised his foot and kicked the fallen daggers accurately. The root of the knife handle!
Caesar gave up on Dictado, let go of his hand and retreated. At the same time, he leaned forward to avoid the two daggers flying towards his thighs. The moment he stood firm, he opened a mixed martial arts stance.
Just when he thought Lu Mingfei would use his backhand to push Dick towards him as a weapon, he found that the opponent had dropped the hunting knife as soon as he loosened his grip. The right elbow of the body was bent with the help of half rotation of the body, and three times the eight-pole collapse elbow hit the two-hand block raised by Caesar. Every time the exaggerated force fell, Caesar took a big step back.
The third time the Eight-Ji Collapsing Elbow forcefully broke up Caesar's block, and the middle door was wide open. He turned his body to the left and took a right step to perform a bow. At the same time as he retracted his right hand with the collapsing elbow, his left hand turned into a palm and directly stabbed Caesar's throat.
There was a dark wind blowing from the bottom of the body, and Lu Mingfei raised his right foot and stepped back on Caesar's vaginal leg.
Pressing down with his left palm, he punched out the right fist that was fully charged, but Caesar tried his best to avoid it with his head. Although the right fist missed, it had already cut into the inside line, and instantly turned into a whip and hit the main artery of the opponent's neck. .
Caesar's eyes were obviously darkened. Lu Mingfei's left palm that he had just pressed down turned into a fist again. He raised his face and forced the unconscious Caesar to tilt his head to reveal the flaw on the other side of his neck. He also used the same palm to strike. He pumped the artery fiercely, and finally pushed with his hands together, causing Caesar to fly out due to lack of oxygen and ischemia in his brain.
Bajiquan·Hezi Hand.
Chu Zihang watched Caesar fly past and recognized the trick that fell on Caesar.
The elective he took at the college was Tai Chi, and he also touched on the Baji a little bit. He had to admit that Lu Mingfei's Bajiquan was also the best among the people he knew.
He put the Murasame in his hand on the ground, took a step forward, and did the Tai Chi starting pose.
Lu Mingfei paused for a moment as he looked at him, and then also made the Tai Chi starting pose.
The two took two steps forward until their wrists touched each other. Chu Zihang understood that the other party wanted to compete with him in Tai Chi Push Hands. This is a two-person unarmed confrontation exercise in Tai Chi. The upper limbs and torso are the attack parts. Use techniques such as "pushing, stroking, squeezing, pressing, picking, elbowing, leaning" to achieve a contest of leveraging and exerting force to make the opponent's body lose balance.
The contest of push hands is the transmission and feedback of information. In the process of information output and feedback, the accuracy of control and counter-control is constantly adjusted. The purpose of control and counter-control is achieved through the reciprocal transmission of information.
Push hands are also divided into high and low levels. There are basically three levels. The low level is the transmission of skin sensation, the middle level is the transmission of aura induction, and the high level is the transmission of thoughts. Master Chen, who taught Chu Zihang Tai Chi, has reached the point of transmitting thoughts. The genius Master Chen said was also able to sense the transmission of aura at a young age.
Lu Mingfei's and Chu Zihang's breathing changed at the same time, from chest breathing to even, gentle, and rhythmic abdominal breathing. This is the most conducive breathing method for Tai Chi, and can better find rhythm and development. force.
Chu Zihang remained unchanged in response to all changes, waiting for Lu Mingfei to take the initiative to reach out and grab his elbow and forearm. As long as Lu Mingfei moved forward, he could become passive - the world was spinning, Chu Zihang The whole person turned half a circle and flew backwards. He straightened his waist suddenly and made an iron bridge. He dug his legs hard into the ground to support himself, and then rotated his body to remove the complicated power from his hands.
"Awesome." Lu Mingfei grabbed Chu Zihang's wrist, watched him straighten himself and praised him sincerely.
"Who is the master who taught you Tai Chi?" Even a killer like Chu Zihang, who talks little and is ruthless in fighting, can't help but ask questions when he encounters an extremely incomprehensible situation.
In his impression, there are probably no more than one palm master in the world who can teach Tai Chi to this level. Forget about folk masters, there are only a few famous Tai Chi masters. They are living gods who have been recorded in the records. Anyone who can surpass them in craftsmanship is basically an ancestor who can create mountains and recruit disciples.
The person who taught Chu Zihang Tai Chi was Master Chen, a specially hired temporary assistant from Kassel Academy. It took a lot of effort from Kassel Academy to invite this master from the Hidden Mountain of Longhu Mountain.
Chu Zihang, who learned the real thing of Linyu from Master Chen, came to comment critically on Lu Mingfei's skills. He could only say that when he worked with Master Chen, he felt as powerless as he does now. It was the use of Tai Chi.
The level of playing that can only be achieved by people who have reached the Hunyuan realm that is touted by the people. It is really unbelievable to have it in the hands of the boy in front of me.
No matter how strong Lu Mingfei's bloodline is and his rich practical experience, some things cannot reach this point without being passed down and taught. This is a natural law, just like you are extremely talented, but no one teaches you a systematic mathematical system.
You cannot extrapolate from the multiplication tables to advanced mathematics in just ** by yourself.
A feeling of detachment suddenly arose, and Chu Zihang felt the strangeness in Lu Mingfei.
"My master? Why, your college didn't go to the orthodox school to learn from it? They have to be good at teaching Chinese martial arts, right?" Lu Mingfei asked unexpectedly as he watched Chu Zihang regain his posture.
"Orthodox? What is that?" Here comes again, some incomprehensible words.
"I see, it's okay, just think I'm talking nonsense. If you insist on talking about master, Lin Nian and I both learned Tai Chi from Master Yue." Lu Mingfei sighed softly, "
Senior brother, do you mind lying down for a while? I still have to complete the entrance training process, and time is a bit tight, so I don’t have time to delay here any longer."
Chu Zihang didn't have time to ask who Master Yue was, and he didn't have time to delay. The complicated strength in his hand came back again.
He tried to stand firm and resist, but the gap in weight and skill level was too exaggerated. His whole body was shaken straight like a noodle and dragged to the ground. He could not get up and turned his head sideways.
The place where the trigeminal nerve is covered was directly hit by a black kick.
Before losing consciousness, he saw Lu Mingfei couldn't help but look into the distance from the corner of his eye. This seemed to have become a habit for the boy.
When Chu Zihang saw his profile, he always had an unreal feeling, as if he was a person from another world. Any sight that tried to get a glimpse of his true face could not penetrate that layer of confusion, as if he was in the clouds.