The strange sound like broken glass was the sound that occurred after Lu Menglin's body protection strength was constantly shattered.

At this moment, Lu Menglin suddenly understood what he had encountered.

The silent torrent was the sonic attack sent out by Miaoping.

With the sound wave blade, the sound knife and the sound sword, hurting people invisibly, this kind of attack Lu Menglin seems to be familiar.

It's too late, it's too fast! Fat Dun spit out the strength of his single palm, and his huge palm faintly emitted white light.

This white light suddenly bloomed with dazzling light like a knife light.

In an instant, a substantial sword burst through the air, shattering the air resistance, and slashed towards Lu Menglin's chest.

Lu Menglin sighed lightly, there was no fear on his face, but more surprise.

I didn't expect Fat Dun to master this special skill.

The white light flashed, hitting Lu Menglin's chest, causing everyone present to let out an exclamation.

Who would have thought that Fat Dun would have such a means to reach the sky, just now, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is simply out of the category of martial arts, but a special function!

At this moment, everyone heard a click again, and Dingqing was stunned when he saw it.

Because they saw an incredible scene, that Instructor Lu was like a god, he put his left hand across his chest, shook it hard, and actually pinched the white light emitted by the fat dun in his palm.

With one force of five fingers, everyone only heard a bang!

Shattered!

That white light was crushed!

This scene has completely shocked the vast majority of people present.

"This is no longer a contest between martial artists, but a fight between immortals!" said many people present silently in their hearts.

At this moment, I saw that the Miaoping monk suddenly jumped up, and the whole person slid through a graceful arc in mid-air, shooting towards Lu Menglin like a bird throwing into a forest.

His leap was so beautiful that it was as if there was an invisible bridge under his feet that allowed him to ride the wind.

"Eight steps of the heavenly dragon!" suddenly exclaimed in the crowd.

In an instant, Miao Ping fell on top of Lu Menglin's head, his feet together, like a Buddha descending, straight down.

Between this leap and step, it seems that the laws of physics have been broken, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Lu Menglin felt the sound of the wind above his head, subconsciously shrank his neck, unfolded the body method, took a big step diagonally, and calmly avoided the disaster of stepping on the top.

Just now, he used the method of being a dire cat, crossing thirty meters in an instant, and snatched Zhang Qingtan's sniper rifle, which shows its speed.

Boom! Miaoping's whole person was like a nail, directly smashing to the ground, and his feet broke the floor alive, and cracks like spider webs quickly spread in all directions.

At this time, a bright smile appeared on Miao Ping's face, like the smile of the Venerable Ka Ye in front of the Buddha, which was indescribably wonderful.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Miaoping's calves stretch and flick, and the whole person leaned over, rebounded with the power of stepping on the ground, and swept past at an extremely alarming speed.

Suddenly, Lu Menglin felt a chill on the back of his neck, and suddenly he had a qi induction. He had just landed on his feet at the moment, and he had this strange feeling, indicating that the other party had captured his movements.

It was the first time that Lu Menglin had been caught up by someone since he had practiced the Dire Cat Body Method, and while he was surprised in his heart, he was inevitably a little surprised.

At this time, a palm as white as jade quietly appeared on the back of Lu Menglin's neck, falling like a decisive cut, and the action was extremely decisive.

At the same time that the skin on the back of Lu Menglin's neck was covered with a layer of goosebumps, the pores automatically closed, and the body protection force was transported to the back of the neck, and the fishing toad energy in the body also swam to the back of the neck, successfully strengthening the body protection strength.

Bang! Miaoping's palm slashed at the back of Lu Menglin's neck, but the result was not as he expected.

An indescribable strange sensation came from the back of the other person's neck.

Miaoping's palm was like slashing on a toughness alloy steel ingot, and the palm was as strong as a mud cow entering the sea, not only did it not cause any damage, but it gave him the illusion of being sucked up.

At this time, Lu Menglin just turned around with his shoulders heavy, and showed a rather approving smile at him.

Miao Ping's heart tightened, and he hurriedly raised his hands, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I admit defeat!

He shouted out in such a voice, his voice was crisp and beautiful, mellow as jade, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

Lu Menglin smiled at this time, his heart moved slightly, and the strength on his fist was dispersed.

Miao Ping's face changed slightly, he knew that he didn't take down Instructor Lu in a set of moves just now, and his physical strength was very high, and at this time, he couldn't resist the other party's outburst of strength no matter what.

And he also secretly wondered in his heart, he was also a martial arts practitioner, how could this Lu instructor seem to have endless physical strength, and his strength continued to erupt, and he didn't see him tired.

"What is the relationship between you and the Eighth Car Master?" Unexpectedly, Lu Menglin suddenly asked.

Miao Ping heard the other party mention the name of the Eight Che Master, and hurriedly folded his hands together, and said with a straight face: "The Eight Che Zen Master is the master of the little monk. How did Instructor Lu know about it?"

Lu Menglin stretched out his hand and patted his stamina, and said with a smile: "This weakness of the secret medicine martial artist was originally discovered by me and Shi Tai. ”

As soon as these words came out, Miao Ping was suddenly in awe, and bowed to Lu Menglin again, and it was still a junior salute.

In his mind, the Bache Master is already a Buddhist saint, a living Bodhisattva-like figure, and this one in front of him is actually close to the master, and it sounds like he has dealt with the secret medicine martial artist together, so of course he has to carry out the disciple's gift.

"How is Mrs. Shi lately, has she recovered from her injuries?" Lu Menglin asked casually again.

Under this question, Miao Ping was even more convinced that this Instructor Lu was definitely not open-mouthed, if it wasn't for someone who was too close to the Eighth Car Division, how would he know about her old man's injury and recuperation.

"There is Lao Lu's concern, and the old man is fine, and she is still recuperating in Zen Buddhism. When Miao Ping said this, his expression darkened slightly, obviously worried about Shizun's injury.

Bache Shitai was extremely seriously injured last time, and the injury was fundamental, and she has not fully recovered, and the Buddha has done her best, but she still can't make her injury better, so she can only barely maintain.

When Lu Menglin heard this, he immediately frowned.

After such a long time, if it could have been cured, it would have been cured a long time ago!

"Your name is Miao Ping, right? You bring a message to me and the Eighth Car Master, I have found a place that should be able to heal her injuries. Let her contact me. Lu Menglin commanded lightly.

"What? you, can you really heal Shizun's wounds?" asked Miaoping, shocked, obviously unconvinced.

You must know that the Zen Buddhism has tried its best to search for countless precious medicinal materials, but it can't cure the injuries of the Eight Che Shitai, but now this Lu instructor says that he can, which is really unbelievable.

"I said yes! The place for treatment is not in China, and I have to go to Myanmar. You just ask Mrs. Shi to contact me, and I can't say anything more. Lu Menglin smiled.

"Okay, okay! Thank you, donor! If you can heal my master's injury, Zen Buddhism will be grateful. Miao Ping nodded again and again, bowing again.

As soon as he bowed, the monks and soldiers of the Fifth Combat Group, who were originally standing on the edge of the school grounds, also folded their palms, chanted the Buddha's name, and bowed to Lu Menglin, their movements were uniform.

Unexpectedly, this Lu instructor had a fight, and he actually climbed into friendship, and inexplicably ambushed all the fifth combat group, which really made everyone else dumbfounded.

At this time, Fat Dun also came up, and he smirked: "Brother Menglin, how did you do that catch just now? Can you teach me?"

Needless to say, the attitude of the First Combat Group has never changed, and they are staunch supporters of Lu Menglin.

Lu Menglin glanced at it and couldn't help but wonder, it seems that Fat Dun really used all his strength in order to win himself just now.

Fat Dun played that move out of his body, and he consumed a lot of money on himself, basically he didn't have the strength to continue fighting after making the move, so he could only stare at the side.

"Okay, I'll go back and teach you! You can't do this trick! You can only use it for a heads-up contest, and you will suffer a big loss in a life-and-death fight. Lu Menglin said with a smile.

Fat Dun nodded, and said with a humble face: "Yes! In fact, the actual combat is almost hot, you have to teach me!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but fall for it, and after a long time, it turned out that Fat Dun was looking for Instructor Lu to try the recruitment!

He and Miaoping, the two masters, couldn't deal with this Lu instructor, coupled with the failure of the previous two groups, everyone present understood that this Lu Menglin instructor was the real top master, and it was well deserved to have a strong man like him to be the chief instructor of the Iron Lion Army.