() After Liu Wenzhang finished speaking, he left, leaving only Lu Menglu to enter the barracks with the three black-blooded cavalry guards.

There is nothing special in the barracks of this black-blooded cavalry guard, it is the same as the barracks under the sky, simple and powerful, which is their standard.

The three black knight blood guards brought Lu Menglu to a barracks.

One of them took out an iron plate and handed it to him.

"This is the Iron Guard Battalion card, lent to you to prove your identity. You can stay in the camp with this sign, but you are not allowed to move around. Go to bed when it's dark, and I'll send someone to bring you food. The black-blooded knight said with a cold face.

"Okay, brother, what should I do if I want to cultivate?" Lu Menglu said with a smile not afraid of the other party's face.

The black-blooded cavalry guard snorted, pointed to the open space in front of the camp gate, and said, "You can practice here! ”

Lu Menglu nodded and said, "Okay! I'm a guy with a lot of strength and likes heavier weights, thank you!"

The three black-blooded guards glanced at each other, as if there was some amusement in their eyes, and nodded at the same time.

The three of them left, and Lu Menglan went into the barracks and walked around, and found that there was nothing interesting inside, a broken bed board, a dining table, and then a futon for meditation, empty and nothing.

So, Lu Menglan opened the door, stood generously in the open space in front of the door, and began to practice boxing.

His set of punches, the one that hit is called a tiger and a tiger, between his gestures, his spirit is restrained, the power of the light pattern is hidden but not revealed, and he is purely energetic with his own strength.

Soon, Lu Meng's punch attracted the black-blooded cavalry guards who passed by.

"What kind of punch is this? It seems to be very powerful!" someone whispered.

"Who is this man? He's not one of our Black Blood Guards. Practicing boxing in our camp, this is not a small courage!"

"Something! This set of boxing techniques combines virtual and real, the strength is restrained, and it will only explode when it hits the enemy, what a good boxing technique!" a cavalry captain who was obviously very knowledgeable nodded again and again.

The three black-blooded cavalry guards who had just left probably didn't expect that this guy from a small border town would be so bold and practice boxing directly in the camp, and he was not afraid of being watched by people at all.

The Divine Nation itself is a fighting nation, and those who can be selected into the Black Blood Cavalry Guard are all elites in the army and have incomparable experience in actual combat, so of course they can see some ways, and they all feel that this person's practice of this set of boxing techniques is really good, although they have never seen it, but it is already unstoppable.

"His set of punches is very beautiful, do you have a chance to make a few moves with Ye Yingzheng's big fluttering box?" someone couldn't help but whisper.

"Just kidding! Ye Ying is the number one boxer in the Black Cavalry Army, how old is he?" someone immediately retorted.

"That's not easy to say! This set of punches is not simple, maybe Ye Ying is happy to see Hunting Heart? Just point him out and earn both moves!"

"This kid is not our Black Cavalry, how can Ye Yingzheng guide him?"

While watching Lu Menglan, a group of sergeants talked and pointed at each other, and the scene was very hot for a while.

It's no wonder that these black-blooded cavalry guards usually perform tasks outside, they all have a cold face and rarely speak, that is because they want to maintain their military appearance, this army is such a cold style.

But now it is

In their own base camp, surrounded by comrades, their mood is relaxed, and they naturally talk a little more.

Of course, Lu Menglan heard the chatter of these soldiers around him, but he was not distracted, but continued to practice boxing with a focused face.

Originally, he was just bored, passing the time, practicing and practicing, there were more and more soldiers around, Lu Menglu invisibly felt that their qi was strong, and at the same time sighed in his heart the weakness of the human race as a whole, and unconsciously, there was a sense of pathos and unyielding in the strength of his fist.

He originally practiced a set of ancient form Yi boxing, and as he practiced, he integrated the temperament and movements of those powerful earth mutant creatures he had encountered into the boxing technique, and gradually entered the realm of selflessness.

"Okay! good punch!" At this moment, a loud shout in his ear interrupted Lu Mengscale's epiphany.

Before, those soldiers watched the fist and did not speak loudly, so as not to disturb the other party, which was also their habit.

When others are practicing martial arts, it is inappropriate to interrupt loudly. Especially after they all discovered that this person's boxing skills were strong, they would not be easily disturbed.

Lu Meng's body was shocked, his shoulders were tightened, and the whole person gathered his fists and stood still, and when Dingqing saw it, a god nation man had jumped in front of him.

"What kind of boxing are you practicing? How about I accompany you to practice your two hands?" The strong man was born with broad shoulders and a thick back, slender limbs, and a strong hand.

Lu Menglu had just arrived, and he should have been cautious, but he was grieving for the fate of mankind in his heart just now, and he was indignant for a while, and he replied without thinking: "Okay!"

This good word was shouted, and the black-blooded cavalry guards around them opened their eyes wide, and they couldn't help but be impressed by this outsider.

He didn't even know who his opponent was, so he agreed without even thinking about it.

If this person is not a real martial arts idiot, a fist idiot, or the kind with a boundless heart!

Suddenly, most of the black-blooded cavalry guards present had a slight impression of this man who practiced boxing.

No way, such a bold person, everyone likes it!

The soldiers around him coaxed, and the man who jumped off the field was also stunned, he thought that the other party would excuse himself, how do you know that people are full of promises, doesn't he know who he is?

"Do you recognize me?" asked the long-armed man, pointing to the tip of his nose with his backhand.

Lu Menglan laughed and said, "If you box, you will box, why should I know you?"

The strong man nodded, put away his smile, and said with a straight face: "I am Ye Fangzheng, the boxing method of the Black Blood Cavalry Guard Battalion, I have learned it!"

Lu Menglu also arched his hand and said, "I'm a ranger martial artist, please advise!"

Hearing that this person was actually a ranger, many of the soldiers present were stunned.

In their consistent cognition, Ranger is not a profession, just a name for those low-level powerhouses who put gold on their faces, and Ranger Er represents that this person has no support from family cultivation resources, and no organization to rely on, and he can fight monsters and cultivate on his own.

This kind of person is usually mixed up at the bottom, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to enter the Divine City, so how can he appear in the camp of the Black Blood Cavalry Guard?

"Are you a ranger?" Ye Fangzheng, the long-armed man, couldn't help frowning, and asked in a deep voice.

"Hmm. Let's start!" Lu Menglu will be in a bad mood and not interested in talking to him

Talking, said lightly.

"Wait, how many levels are you? There should be thirty levels, right?" Ye Fangzheng asked with a frown.

He was afraid that this ranger was not yet level 30, and as the No. 1 boxing technique of the Black Cavalry Army, how could he bully people?

"Otherwise, I'll suppress my strength to about level 30, let's just try boxing, don't take it too seriously. Ye Fangzheng was very frank and said with a smile.

As a battalion leader in the army, his strength has already broken through level 40, and he doesn't want to bully people, and he does appreciate the opponent's boxing skills, but he doesn't see the victory or defeat very lightly, because he didn't think that he would lose.

Lu Menglu glanced at him deeply, and suddenly burst out all the light pattern power in his body.

Boom! Lu Meng's body flickered with light patterns, and under the flow of energy, his whole body was full of strength.

"Thirty-nine level strength, that's amazing!"

"Who the hell is this man? He's only one line away from level forty!"

"How can this kind of character be a ranger? Beware of deception!"

Suddenly, the black-blooded cavalry guards around them all exploded, and they all stared at Lu Menglu with vigilant faces.

Before, they were still laughing at this man, because he had gathered his strength extremely well, and this kind of skill of converging strength was usually only seen in strong people after level forty.

Therefore, the vast majority of people present, including Ye Yingzheng, thought that this person's strength was not too strong.

Moreover, Lu Menglan called himself a ranger, and he was not a person in the army, so they subconsciously thought that the other party was just lucky to have learned some exquisite boxing technique, and they didn't expect his strength to be so amazing.

"Okay, that's good! It turns out that I actually looked away! You have a lot of courage, hiding your strength in our black blood cavalry camp, it seems that you want to surprise and win me once?" Ye Fangzheng's face suddenly changed drastically, as if he had changed to another person, and said angrily.

"I don't know what you're talking about, whether you want to fight or not!" Lu Menglu said lightly.

Ye Fangzheng sneered: "Do you think you will definitely win? Are you from Qingwangfu? Or are you a dead soldier from Ningwangfu?" You are young, it's a pity!"

When Lu Menglu heard his words, he knew that this person must have misunderstood something, but he didn't want to explain anything, because he just wanted to release the pressure now, and wanted to use a victory to prove that human beings are not weak! At least he was working silently to become stronger!

Ye Fangzheng concentrated his energy, intended to walk the dragon and snake, and punched out from afar.

In his punch, there is the light pattern power of a level forty warrior, powerful and concentrated, dignified and upright, and there is a faint implication of a soldier who surrenders without a fight.

Halfway through the fist, the power is suddenly dispersed, turning the real into the virtual, the virtual and the real, which is unpredictable.

This punch actually represents Ye Fangzheng's mind at the moment.

He was very conflicted, because he had just seen Lu Menglan's boxing technique, which was indeed exquisite and abnormal, and the strangeness of the boxing technique alone was beyond his understanding.

With the depth of Ye Fangzheng's boxing skills, he could only understand the subtlety of Lu Menglan's fist intent just now, and the soldiers around him could only watch the excitement at most.

Therefore, Ye Fangzheng punched out and immediately changed his mind.

Because he felt that his confidence was insufficient, he had seen this person's boxing skills, and he knew that this person's level strength was not weak for him, so he was really a little uncertain.