"Good boy, a little strength."

Zhang Yurong, who was dressed in white, couldn't help but smile when he saw Lu Xiu's performance in the battle, and praised him.

After all, even in the red-robed rebel army, which has occupied nearly half of Yanghe County and commands the territory of millions of people, there are only 100 people who can reach the peak warrior-level strength of Yijin, and some of them are not in command of the army at all but are in charge of the rest of the work, and Lu Xiu's strength is really not half a point worse than the average 500-person main strength in the red-robed rebel army.

"The last move, the next step is to let you be a master of five hundred."

Zhang Yurong's tone was light, his body took half a step forward, and in an instant, the wind suddenly rose in the courtyard, and a piercing cold killing intent was faintly hidden in the wind, and Lu Xiu, who was only so excited that he was facing his might, had goosebumps all over his body in an instant, and the sense of crisis in his heart began to rise infinitely.

"Clouds and mist!"

Seeing that General Zhang on the opposite side had just made a move, the kind of mountain-like pressure came to his face, knowing that the opponent's blow would definitely not be as big as before, Lu Xiu, decisively used a move that was dedicated to defense in Xingyun Fist.

This move is a rare move for defense in most of the attack-based boxing of Xingyun Boxing, this move gives up all the possibility of attack, and is created to prevent the attack of key points all over the body, at the beginning of the Lu family more than 100 years ago, a genius child was out hunting and encountered a pack of wild wolves when he had a wit to create a boxing frame, and then slowly perfected it after several generations of time and finally refined it.

At this time, this move was put on the swing, and Lu Xiu's previous sense of crisis that was vaguely shrouded by the fist on the opposite side of the quilt was greatly reduced.

"It's a good fight, but you still can't catch it."

As soon as Lu Xiu's fist frame was put out, he heard a chuckle in his ear, and then a burst of fist wind suddenly stirred up around him, and one after another fist phantoms appeared in front of him, constantly falling towards the joint skeleton of his body.

Under such a storm of crazy fists that continued to vent like a torrential downpour, although Lu Xiu had always been conceited and quick to react, he was helpless to be broken by his defenses again and again, and his body was constantly hit his body by General Zhang's phantom fist.

Although Lu Xiu's bone hardness is definitely slightly better than that of ordinary people, under such high-intensity continuous hits, with Lu Xiu's current strength has not yet reached the realm of a martial artist who has tempered bones, it is inevitable that under such continuous blocking and physical exertion, his movements gradually begin to become sluggish, and the various loopholes between his moves are becoming bigger and bigger.

At this time, Lu Xiu's boxing frame was completely scattered, and he had almost been beaten to the brink of collapse by Zhang Yurong, and he was able to hold on until now, completely relying on his perseverance that was unwilling to admit defeat from the bottom of his bones.

"No, I'm going to lose, the boxing fight is completely scattered, and I can't resist it at all!"

Lu Xiu's eyes were bloodshot, powerlessly blocking the seemingly never-ending fist storm in front of him, and the idea of giving up inevitably began to arise in his heart, but whenever this thought was born, the pride and stubbornness in his bones began to prevent him from giving up.

In addition to being defeated or giving up at all that he didn't care about from the bottom of his heart, when he was really faced with a choice, Lu Xiu had always been a person full of pride and stubbornness in his bones, he could allow himself to be defeated, but surrendering was even more uncomfortable for him than killing him.

Lu Xiu's thoughts in his heart were constantly intertwined, but his body didn't hold on before his willpower collapsed, and with Zhang Yurong's heavy fist blow again, Lu Xiu's body went limp, and he collapsed directly to the ground weakly.

"Boy, it's okay for you."

Just as Lu Xiu was about to fall, a big hand slipped his belt and straightened him again, but it was Zhang Yurong.

Looking at the middle-aged general with a gentle smile on his face in front of him, Lu Xiu rarely lost his disguised expression on his face, and he was obviously a little caught off guard by the caring attitude of this general who was still full of cold arrogance just now.

"General Zhang has always been considerate of his subordinates, but he was just trying your skills before, and now it is General Zhang's original character."

Seeing Lu Xiu's confused expression, the recruiter who had brought Lu Xiu all the way here explained with a smile.

After speaking, he looked at Lu Xiu with a look of envy on his face and said again:

"When I came all the way before, Brother Lu once said that he had just landed in his mother's womb for sixteen years and was not yet seventeen, but now he has such superb skills, and he may be able to achieve the realm of the Sect Master of Washing the Marrow in the future, and he has lived in the world for thirty years for his brother, and he is just a peak cultivator of Yijin Warrior, I am really ashamed."

After saying this, for the first time, the recruiter looked at Lu Xiu with a look in his eyes that was not just gentle towards his possible future prospects, but a rare look with a hint of stammering, obviously after seeing General Zhang's performance just now, this recruiter You have really seen the possibility of the young man in front of you taking off.

Lu Xiu waved his hand at him and smiled modestly:

"No, no, brother, isn't it another kind of life that others envy, but you didn't use too much talent in martial arts."

Hearing Lu Xiu's modest words, the smile on the recruiter's face became a little happier, and he was about to respond a few more words, when a light cough woke him up, but Zhang Yurong next to him was a little impatient when he heard it.

Seeing Zhang Yurong's performance, the recruiter quickly stopped the words he was about to say, he simply said a few words to Lu Xiu and then hurriedly bowed to Zhang Yurong, and retreated honestly under Zhang Yurong's wave of his hand.

"Okay, I won't talk about the excess, the promise just now counts."

"Although you didn't completely take this move, but I recognized your strength, you will be a little familiar with the military system and strategy of our red-robed rebel army with me, and then go down to be your master of five hundred."

"Those are all recruits, I will teach you some simple drill methods, you look at it slowly, you should not be on the battlefield immediately in the last month or two, and there is still time to get used to it."

Hearing the words from the mouth of the general Zhang in front of him, although Lu Xiu was a little surprised that he had simply obtained the position of a five-hundred-person master, his face did not show much light, he just nodded honestly, with an expression of completely obeying Shangguan's arrangement, and Zhang Yurong was quite satisfied.