Chapter 582： The lost ancient martial arts?

Chapter 573 The Lost Ancient Martial Arts?

Lu Yu's words immediately aroused public anger.

Most of the people present stared at him angrily, their eyes were very hostile and unfriendly.

Of course, not everyone is like this, and there are exceptions in the crowd.

For example, in the morning, the fifty guards of the imperial army who had been taught by him all stared straight ahead.

Including Zhao Guangjian, all of them looked very honest and listened carefully to the teachings.

Lu Yu did not see the eyes of these people, and continued: "I have been in contact with a lot of foreign troops. Now their training is very scientific, and they pay attention to one strike! Any extra action may become a battlefield for you. The weight of death."

"Therefore, the fighting skills of foreign troops are very practical. Each move is aimed at the deadly part of the human body! Even if it is a cow, the vital part is injured, and you have to lie down obediently. There is no possibility of a second chance."

"Furthermore, these foreigners have a much stronger physique than ours. They have a natural advantage and have a lot of strength. If you meet, you will be too weak to tickle them with your skills! "

Lu Yu glanced across the audience coldly, and said unceremoniously: "People are taller than you, stronger than you, and stronger than you. One punch can break your defenses. Then how should you fight? Who will do it? tell me?"

The atmosphere at the scene immediately fell silent.

Why don't they know this?

The bodies of the Easterners and Westerners are astonished. They are already very big. There is no way.

At the beginning, Zhao Guangjian also organized everyone to study the security system and personnel of the U.S. Secret Service.

Most of the people who found them were blacks and whites. They were tall, muscular and as strong as hills, and all had military resumes.

It's like what Lu Yu said, facing these tall and long Westerners, it's okay if you hit someone with a punch, but when the other person hits, we have to lie on the ground.

The surprise of your congenital physical condition can be compensated by acquired, but it also means that you have to work harder.

Seeing no one was speaking, Lu Yu shouted: "Why, are you dumb? Then I will tell you that the only way to deal with them is to have a harder body and stronger strength than them. We have to learn to fight harder. Chance to defeat these Westerners in the fight."

"Otherwise, if you just give it a punch, you don't even have a chance to find a flaw. You have to lie on the ground and spit out foam!"

"Instructor Lu, do you mean let us practice hard qigong?" a guard of the imperial army asked.

"Yes, on the point."

Lu Yu nodded and said, "But the hard qigong that I want to teach you is not the same as what you understand, Zhao Guangjian!"

Zhao Guangjian stood up and shouted: "Please give instructions."

"Bring in the steel and wood I ordered you, let two soldiers take one each and attack me." Lu Yu said.

"Yes!"

Zhao Guangjian agreed and immediately dispatched a few soldiers to move things in.

Afterwards, he instructed two of them to stand in front of Lu Yu with steel plates and wooden sticks.

"Instructor, hit the back?" Zhao Guangjian asked.

They have also seen hard qigong performances on TV.

The main parts of the hit are the back and limbs. These areas are the easiest to practice. He thought that was the same for Lu Yu.

Lu Yu shook his head, pointed to his forehead and said, "Hit here."

Zhao Guangjian widened his mouth and said in surprise: "Lao Lu, you... are you kidding? Hit the head with wood, and the steel plate will beat people into concussions."

Lu Yu smiled faintly: "The first thing to protect in combat is the head. This is also the part that is most vulnerable to kos. Isn't hard qigong training the head and limbs for people to show? It's better to practice bodybuilding."

"But..." Zhao Guangjian wanted to say more.

Lu Yu waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, let you hit it! Use a little harder, if you are merciful, you will hit yourself a hundred times later."

I haven't seen anyone looking for abuse like this.

The corner of Zhao Guangjian's mouth twitched, and he could only wave his hands at the two soldiers: "Have you heard? You are not allowed to leave your hands for me, hit hard."

He didn't want his forehead to hit the steel plate, it was pure water in his head.

The soldier holding the wood stepped forward and slammed Lu Yu's head with a roar.

Click.

The wooden stick with thick arms broke in two instantly.

On the other hand, Lu Yu's head didn't even scratch, which surprised Zhao Guangjian.

Lu Yu swept his forehead with his right hand, and shouted at the two of them, "Come on again, with steel plates!"

The guard holding the steel plate hesitated before slamming the steel plate into the past.

This thing is heavy in the hand, not to mention the forehead, a hard stone hits it, and it will crack.

So when he started, he still kept a bit of strength, for fear that he would smash Lu Yu's forehead.

Cang Dang!

The steel plate hit Lu Yu's head, making a sound of metal and iron clashing, and it felt harder than hitting a rock.

The guard's hand was almost numb.

Lu Yu glared at him and shouted, "Have you not eaten enough? Just like a lady, with so little strength?"

The guard went on fire all of a sudden, and he kindly took in a little strength, fearing that you would be injured, but in the end he didn't appreciate it.

He couldn't control so much, so he went out of his way, and squeezed the steel plate with both hands and pulled it up.

With a whirring sound, he slammed Lu Yu on top of his head one after another.

Klang Klang!

Dangdang!

Like a **** hitting a rock, Lu Yu's forehead kept ringing, and everyone around was shocked.

But Lu Yu didn't have any trouble, and he kept urging the guard to hurry up and use more force.

In this scene, Grandpa Sun was beheaded by a monster, and he called a good monster. Grandpa Sun would be comfortable with a few more chops.

Until the guard smashed the steel plate, both hands shattered and blood ran down, Lu Yu urged him like itching.

The guards around, all looked like mud-carved wood and plastic, all looked dumbfounded.

Zhao Guangjian's jaw dropped to the ground in shock.

Hissing keeps pumping air-conditioning!

"Fuck?! Instructor Lu, what kind of head is this?"

He swallowed wildly, his scalp numb: "Is this... the legendary golden bell-covered iron cloth shirt, or the indestructible body of King Kong?? Or the iron head skill???"

I don’t know how many times I smashed it, and finally made a ‘bang’.

The steel plate could not withstand the repeated devastation and broke into two pieces from the middle.

The steel plate flew out in the air, crossed a parabola, and fell on the feet of everyone with a bang.

Looking at the broken steel plate, and then at Lu Yu who had nothing to do with it, the contrast was too strong and sharp.

Everyone's heads were blank, as if the mute switch was pressed, and there was no sound.

The human body is fragile, no matter how hard the bones are, it is impossible to compare with steel plates.

But the scene before them completely subverted their common sense!

Is a person's head harder than steel?

You actually broke the steel plate?

This Nima...

What a **** shit!

Most of the people in the Forbidden Army are from martial arts families, and of course their horizons are extremely broad.

I have never heard of any martial arts master who can achieve such a perverted defense!

The only possible reason is that Lu Yulian's lost ancient martial arts has made the impossible possible.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain all this.

Is it possible to say that Lu Yu is an alien?

Don't be kidding, the aliens are not so perverted, otherwise they would have invaded the earth early.

It must be ancient martial arts, those guards from martial arts families firmly believe in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)