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Chapter 797: Man Jianghong

Muscles and bones roar together!

Of course, this kind of sound cannot be heard by others, but it is a kind of pride that Lu Feng feels in his bones.

He didn't know how it came about, but at this moment, Lu Feng's momentum changed drastically from the inside out.

The figure is like a sword pointing at the sky, and the pen in his hand is like a spear.

Lu Feng used his index finger and thumb to write hard, raised his horns, and his wrist seemed to explode with force. When he started writing, it was the "Man Jiang Hong" he wrote before leaving home.

However, the feelings at this moment are completely different from those at that time.

The last time he knew that Lao Huang was in danger, Lu Feng knew that it was a trap and decided to go to the rescue. This time, he wanted to avenge history.

"I am so angry that I lean on the railing and the rain stops..."

Lu Feng understood Yue Fei's feelings at that time, the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the anger of a soldier!

As a seven-foot man, you should serve the country and drive out the invaders who invade your homeland!

Smoke billowed, the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded, the Old Summer Palace was destroyed, wealth was plundered, and things plundered from their own countries were treated as trophies and displayed here for people to admire, and they were specially marked.

Is this showing off?

Lu Feng was extremely unhappy!

In the past, China was weak, but that is already in the past!

Xiaomi and rifles completely drove Country R out of Hu Xia, and in a special period, defeated the troops of Country M to a pulp.

"The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. To start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and build the palace towards the sky."

Isn't this a portrayal of Lu Feng himself?

Why does Lu Feng want to go abroad?

Because the loyal soul needs to return!

Why did the Timber Wolf, Wild Wolf, and Sirius spend the last of their lives to help train Lu Feng and let him grow up?

Because the loyal soul needs to return!

Lu Feng shoulders the mission of his predecessors. Isn't it exactly what Yue Fei wanted to do back then, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and build the sky!

At this moment, Lu Feng is in the third form of the old scalper, with every stroke, his face and bones are astonishing, like a warrior!

Master Luo's heart trembled slightly when he saw Lu Feng writing like a dragon, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The last time he saw Lu Feng's calligraphy in the guild hall, it was enough to shock him.

He really couldn't imagine how he could write such words at such an age.

President Wan's calligraphy was written with such high standards after more than ten years of painstaking study, continuous practice, perception, and integration of his own spirit.

Lu Feng was only a teenager, but his handwriting was far superior to Chairman Wan's.

Now, look at Lu Feng’s writing, which is already beyond the master level!

Master Luo is not particularly proficient in calligraphy, but he is a martial arts master, and he can feel the arrogance and martial spirit revealed in the calligraphy!

This is a spirit!

The iron-clad spirit is the spirit possessed by their martial arts practitioners.

These words resonate with Master Luo’s warrior spirit.

Master Luo's expression became more and more excited, and he finally knew what he was missing!

I have been weak for too long in these years. After joining the nationality of Country M, I changed my identity and broke my spine. I worshiped foreigners and was willing to do things for foreigners, but I was indifferent to my own people.

Where is your martial arts spirit?

You have lost your roots!

Thanks to Lu Feng!

Master Luo looked at Lu Feng excitedly, knowing what he should do in the future.

At this moment, his heart suddenly became enlightened, and the haze that had suppressed his heart was swept away.

Now he finally understood why President Wan did not ruin his situation because of Lu Feng, but instead recommended Lu Feng to enter West Point School.

Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth, and there are successors in China!

This may be the reason why Master Luo suddenly felt a sense of belonging to a country that he already had very little affection for.

As the director of the guild hall, Luo Manluo naturally has a high artistic talent. He has also specialized in Chinese calligraphy and painting, and has good attainments.

At first, he didn't think Lu Feng could write many words. Being able to write neatly was already good.

For example, he has seen calligraphy masters, but none of them have gray hair. President Wan's calligraphy is only better than that of beginners, and has not yet reached the level of a master.

How good can this young Chinese man write?

However, when he saw Lu Feng writing the first word, his pupils suddenly opened and his heart was moved.

When he saw these words, he seemed to feel his muscles and bones ringing together!

This is a feeling that cannot be explained or explained, but he can be sure that the achievements of these words have surpassed the master level!

Having seen many master-class works, Director Roman Luo has a certain sense of discernment.

He looked at Lu Feng with an incredible look in his eyes.

A teenage super master?!

this……

He is only a teenager now. As he grows older, his achievements will definitely continue to grow!

Palace level?!

Curator Roman Luo's eyes were already shining, as if he was seeing a huge treasure house.

If you can make friends with a palace-level art master, it will be of great benefit to the guild and yourself.

He can ignore the three major families, they can't control this place, and even if he doesn't give them face, they won't do anything to him.

But it is different for a super master-level genius boy. Once his works are placed in his own exhibition hall, it will definitely attract great attention in the circle, further enhance the popularity of the exhibition hall, and attract more famous people to observe.

The butterfly effect is immeasurable...

If he becomes a palace-level figure...

Curator Roman Luo couldn't even think about it. Thinking that he had to reject the other party just now, cold sweat broke out on his back.

If you really refuse, how much will you miss? You will regret it for the rest of your life!

As for Victor, David, and Rosen, they didn't know much about calligraphy and couldn't understand Lu Feng's level, but everyone had a strange feeling.

"Do you feel it? I suddenly thought of the statue of the general in front of our school. It feels so magical." Victor said doubtfully.

David was surprised and said: "You feel the same way? I thought I was deceived."

Rosen said solemnly: "It is very similar to the general's statue in terms of momentum. I'm afraid the words written by our boss are not simple."

"Awesome? Compared with those master-level works, who is more powerful?"

"This... I can't tell. I'm not an art master. I think it should be about the same."

At this moment, Lu Feng realized the feeling before leaving home.

When he left, he told his grandfather that when he returns one day, he will definitely be a god of war!

This promise is as heavy as Mount Tai, just like the pen he writes, the book he writes, the killing power in the book, the killing power of an old scalper, bowing your head is your contribution, holding your head high is your character...

boom!

Lu Feng's mood suddenly became clear, and his aura surged again!

At this moment, Lu Feng's ninth killing style, the old scalper killing style, finally came to fruition!


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