Naked humiliation.

Chen Langya has such capital.

Lu Yu's reflexes surprised him, but that was all.

The gap between them is the sky and the sea, the bright moon and the fireflies.

Lu Yu got up in embarrassment and spat on it, which was bloodshot inside.

But he stood up anyway, his back straight.

Chen Langya's strength at this moment should be one line higher than Xiong Zi and Duan Tianwolf, that is, at least two grades higher than him.

Unlike Duan Tianwolf, who used the invincible Southern Wing Chun in close combat, Chen Langya used the Eight Poles.

Wu has eight extremes.

Among the countless types of boxing in Guoshu, the most domineering and invincible boxing method.

Legend has it that when you practice to the pinnacle of the realm, even the gods dare to fight.

Chen Langya did not give Lu Yu any chance to ease.

Another leaf falls in the bamboo forest.

When his second punch arrived, the fist wind was violent, and even the bamboo leaves that were dozens of centimeters away were deflected.

The angle is as before, the position is as before, the accuracy is fast to the extreme, but the strength is a little greater.

Lu Yu didn't have time to react at all, his left arm, which was still protecting his head, blocked a heavy punch again, and with another muffled sound, his arm was about to break. Knocked to the ground again, in an even more embarrassed position than last time.

This time, he vomited blood.

"Garbage." Chen Langya said again and hooked his finger at him again.

He was toying with him, Lu Yu knew.

But he still stood up.

Walking.

The back is still straight.

His grandfather told him that the Lu family boy can be beaten to death, but he can't be instigated.

Chen Daozang told him that if someone wants to kill you, then you should kill him first.

He has seen the bright sword, and knows what it means to meet the brave on a narrow road to win, and what it means to die on the way to the charge.

He has seen Slam Dunk, knows what it means to be at the last minute, and never despair.

Opportunities often appear at the moment when they are on the verge of extinction.

Chen Langya's third smash came in an instant.

It's unreasonable.

The fist does not need to be reasonable, whoever has the big fist will be reasonable.

This is domineering.

The Tao of Qin Shi Huang, the Tao of the Overlord of Western Chu.

Lu Yu didn't hide anymore, and he didn't defend anymore.

He knew he couldn't stop the third punch, which was a little bit stronger.

His body was completely relaxed.

Turning sideways slightly, he grabbed Chen Langya's fist.

A powerful force came, and his entire upper body was numb, and he was carried into flight.

Chen Langya's strength is much stronger than Duan Tianwolf!

He wasn't nervous.

Feel the power.

The footsteps followed, drawing a circle and bringing up a leaf.

He is strong, he is strong, and the breeze is too big.

He is crossed by him, and the bright moon shines on the river.

One drag.

Area.

One free.

Wu has eight extremes.

The text has Tai Chi and the world.

To deal with the unparalleled fierce Bajiquan in the world, it is best to use Taijiquan to overcome rigidity.

Chen Langya's pattern did not move, and Lu Yu flew out again.

Chen Langya is a real peak martial artist of dark energy, the innate internal strength in his body is one step away from harmonious operation, and the amount alone is more than ten times that of Lu Yu.

"Trash, you're dead!"

Chen Langya smiled evilly, and he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

"That's what I thought too." Lu Yu suddenly smiled.

Spring breeze turns rain, killing is invisible.

At this moment, there was a slam on the ground.

The knife flashed.

"Hyakkoche" is reflected in the evening light and turns into the most poignant snow.

Chen Langya's eyes, which had been calm as water from beginning to end, finally appeared in fear.

This is - the Hidden Knife Technique.

"In ancient times, there were swordsmen, and the blade was hidden in the sleeve tube, and if it didn't come out, it would be carried out, and if it came out, it would see blood, which was for the knife hiding technique."

Chen Langya is retreating, flying back.

He retreated in a very embarrassed manner, staggering with steps, like a young tiger who had been forced to the end of the mountains and rivers by the most patient hunter in the world, and had lost the domineering and grace of the king of the mountains and forests, and all that was left was the fear, embarrassment and haste of death.

Brush –

The blade swung with Lu Yu's arm, slashing through a brilliant arc, and the wind hunted.

The two staggered.

It's a long time, but it's all in the middle of nowhere.

Only then did Su Tingcheng react, his face turned pale, and he shouted, "Lu Yu! ”

Lu Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, got up from the ground, grinned, and showed two rows of white teeth: "Wife, don't worry, how can you man and I be so weak." ”

He looked at Chen Langya with a smile.

Chen Langya's eyes were cold, covering his stomach.

Poof.

Blood spurted from between his fingers.

The amount is not too large.

He was able to avoid most of Lu Yu's blade just now, and he was still cut a wound about half a centimeter deep on his stomach, if he reacted a little slower, he was afraid that what would flow out now would not be blood, but intestines.

Chen Langya's face turned pale, and he snorted: "Despicable." ”

"Concession." Lu Yu smiled indifferently.

This time, it can be regarded as evenly matched.

Chen Langya's strength is far above him, and if he can fight for a draw, it will be considered a victory for Lu Yu.

"It's good, it's really good that you dare to play with a knife in front of me."

Chen Langya's voice was as cold as ice and snow.

Definitely not convinced.

is forced to be flattened by a person whose strength is far inferior to his own, and no one will be convinced.

Lu Yu said with a smile: "It's really good, the master's hand Tibetan knife technique, practicing three nine times in winter and three times in summer, I have swung fifty-nine thousand eight hundred and twenty-seven times in three years, cut off the bamboo of three mountains, and the calluses on my hands have worn out the skin and healed seventy-eight times before it can be practiced, you were cut by the master, you are not wronged." ”

"I admire your perseverance. But—"

Chen Langya's abdominal muscles squirmed for a while, and he actually stopped the bleeding like this, he looked at Lu Yu and said disdainfully: "If I felt right just now, your martial vein should be broken." Without innate internal strength, no matter how much you struggle, you are also an ant, a strong ant, and a weak ant, in front of the eagle, there is no difference. ”

Lu Yu smiled: "You are also worthy of the eagle?" Fly bar. The truth is that you have been cut in the stomach by an ant. ”

"You ......" Chen Langya's face became extremely ugly, "It's just a fluke, I admit that I put it up, next time you won't have such good luck." ”

His meaning is obvious, this matter is not over, he has to come back to the field.

"Where is the need for next time."

Lu Yu grinned and played with the "Baizi Cut" in his hand: "Chen Dashao, in the mountains, excellent hunters will never let go of a wounded tiger, I still understand the reason why it is necessary to return to the mountain, come, the master is playing with you today, either you die, or I live." Do you dare? ”

"You-"

Chen Langya's eyes were blood-red, and it was obvious that his chest was boiling with anger.

said that it was a lose-lose situation, but in fact, his injury was heavier than Lu Yu's.

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