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Chapter 2893 Strong shot!

"Well……"

After the young man landed, he fainted on the spot.

Lu Yu, on the other hand, landed firmly and stood on the same spot.

It seems that it was not affected at all.

"hiss!"

Many disciples of the ancient Muay Thai sect could not help but gasp.

Including their sect leader and Basong, they also looked at Lu Yu with some surprise.

In the battle between Lu Yu and this young disciple just now, his attacks were quite crisp and clean.

A punch collided and knocked the young man away.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yu suddenly jumped up and slammed his kick, killing the young man instantly.

This crisp and powerful offensive method really made Basong's eyes light up.

Lu Yu doesn't look strong at all, but he has such great strength?

Basong looked at Lu Yu again, but still couldn't see that Lu Yu looked like a master at all.

Regardless of his figure or aura, Lu Yu does not look like a master martial artist, but more like an ordinary person.

But the whole process of Lu Yu's attack just now was witnessed by Basong.

That kind of simple and crude attack method is the most effective combat technique!

"Come again!"

Lu Yu killed the young man instantly with one hand. He only stood there and paused for less than ten seconds before taking the initiative to rush towards the remaining forty-nine people.

"Don't be careless! Take it seriously!"

The leader of the ancient Muay Thai sect immediately shouted.

The power Lu Yu showed just now really made him dare not feel any contempt anymore.

However, this middle-aged man still has some doubts in his heart.

According to the disciples' reports, Lu Yu's strength shouldn't be so strong!

"Bang!"

Just when the middle-aged man was stunned, Lu Yu had already collided with the remaining inner disciples.

Lu Yu's offensive moves are still without any bells and whistles.

Just use the most practical fighting skills to fight against the disciples of the ancient Muay Thai sect.

The disciples of the ancient Muay Thai sect followed the Muay Thai fighting moves they had learned and played them out in a precise manner.

But after fighting Lu Yu several times, they suddenly discovered that this strict fighting technique had no effect on Lu Yu.

Because Lu Yu really doesn't look like a warrior.

More like a boxer in an underground boxing ring.

Every time he takes action, there is no move at all, just to knock the enemy in front of him to the ground.

It even gives people the impression that Lu Yu's offensive moves were originally derived from fighting.

Just like this, a disciple of the ancient Muay Thai sect used several moves in front of Lu Yu.

But Lu Yu remained unmoved and found the right opportunity to punch him hard.

"Bang!"

A fierce punch hit this disciple right in the face.

The fist hit hard, not only hitting his forehead, but also the bridge of his nose.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound.

The bridge of this young man's nose was smashed by Lu Yu's punch.

The nosebleeds came out as if they were free of charge.

The young man's head was buzzing and his nose was hit so hard that he almost shed tears.

"Bang!"

Lu Yu raised his foot again, suddenly erupting with terrifying force, and kicked the young man's abdomen hard.

Before the young man could react, he was kicked out by Lu Yu.

The flying body even knocked down two young disciples on the spot.

"Just this strength, it really is the strong king."

Lu Yu snorted and stepped forward again.

"Bang!"

Between the two sides, constantly colliding.

However, no matter how many disciples are, no matter how hard they work.

Nothing, knock Lu Yu to the ground.

Instead, they are people, and they continue to fall one after another.

In a blink of an eye, nearly half of the disciples were lying down.

The rest of the disciples who can stand less than thirty.

"A little thing."

Basong finally put away all the disdain, re -examined Lu Yu for a serious look.

The battle in the field is still continuing.

The rest of the less than thirty Guturazon disciples, the more they played, the more panicked.

They finally experienced Lu Yu's strength in person.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Lu Yu punch with a disciple again.

"Capton!"

After a punch, the disciple's palm was deformed and twisted directly, the bones were broken.

Lu Yu was not affected, and did not retreat, and slapped the past.

"Pap!"

A crisp sound, another young man, was slapped directly by Lu Yu directly to the ground.

The seemingly simple and casual palm actually contains extremely terrifying power.

The young man buzzed his head, and he couldn't afford to fall to the ground on the spot.

"Tong!"

"Tong !!"

"ah!"

I saw Lu Yu constantly shot, and every time he shot, one person fell down.

The core disciples of these Gunchen Zongmen fell one after another and lost the combat effectiveness on the spot.

Although Lu Yu did not kill them, but the enemy who was hit by Lu Yu, his body was painful.

The heavy losing combat effectiveness on the spot, lying on the ground can no longer stand up.

In less than five minutes, the battle has ended.

Lu Yu proudly stood in the field, and the open space around him was lying on a lot of disciples lying on the ground.

There are not many, just fifty people.


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