Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them, their expressions were in a trance, like a dream. Ni Shuang's beautiful eyes widened, her mouth was wide open, enough to stuff a duck egg in. Even Ni Hongchuan was shocked, sitting on the chair, holding on to the armrest with both hands. It seemed that only with such support, he would not slip and fall to the ground. Lin Tieshan...defeated! A fourth-level martial artist has achieved great success in kung fu. Invincible, tyrannical, Lin Tieshan is like a devil. To be punched by Lu Sheng... It was blasted into the wall abruptly! The powerful defense he was proud of was as fragile as a piece of paper under Lu Sheng's hands, and it was broken without even blocking Lu Sheng's punch.
Everyone looked at the ground. On the floor of the martial arts hall, there is a trace of dragging that is more than 20 meters long and very clear. That was the trajectory where Lin Tieshan was blown away by Lu Sheng's punch. terrible. It is impossible to imagine how such a terrifying punch came out! Most importantly, this punch came from Lu Sheng's people. To be able to instantly kill Lin Tieshan, who is at the peak of level 4, so easily, must a level 5 warrior be able to do it? Seventeen years old, high school student, five-level martial arts "two-three-seven"... When these words were connected together, everyone felt their scalps go numb and their bodies trembled violently. Not out of fear. It is a kind of guest reaction caused by the brain stimulating the body after being too shocked. "It seems that the iron mountain secret technique that you have blown up to the sky, doesn't seem to be very good." Lu Sheng shook his head and stopped looking at Lin Tieshan. Behind him, Lin Tieshan's black face was almost distorted, but there was still a lingering deep shock and fear. this kid... this kid... Simply a monster! Lu Sheng casually picked up the suitcase that had just been placed at the entrance of the lobby, and said to Ni Hongchuan calmly, "Don't let the martial arts hall close, otherwise I will find it very troublesome to find another one so close to home." Ni Hongchuan stood up from the chair with a swish, his face was full of excitement.
"sure..." Lu Sheng ignored him, turned around and left with the suitcase dragging. Behind him was a look of awe and shock. **** Lu Sheng has no special feelings for Hongchuan Martial Arts. This time, the main reason for making the move was because I had received the "naming fee" from Ni Shuang. Not much money, Tian Wan. But after all, the other party's misery now was indirectly caused by him. But only once. If similar things happen to Hongchuan Wuguan in the future, Lu Sheng will ignore it. He can protect the other party once, but he cannot protect the other party forever. In this world, after all, it is still above martial arts, strength. If you don't have enough strength, you can't keep some things, and if someone takes them away, you can't blame others. Thinking about it, I have already reached the door of the house before I know it. Open the door, and a smell of meat and coriander blows in your face. Mother Zheng Yufen heard the door open and came out of the kitchen. When she saw Lu Sheng, she hurried up to help him with his luggage. "Why is it so late, didn't you say you can arrive in the morning? It made me cook a table of dishes at noon, and no one helped me eat it.." Before Lu Sheng came back, he called home. "Oh, I went to the Martial Arts Association, and I have something to do with Chairman Xiao. On the way back, I saw a group of people bullying a few old, weak, sick and disabled, so I helped them out. Delayed" Lu Sheng explained a little apologetically. When Zheng Yufen heard this, her expression immediately changed, and she looked at Lu Sheng up and down with great vigor. "Fighted with someone? Did you get hurt? Let me take a good look..." "No injury. Mom, you underestimated me too much. Anyway, I am also a formal warrior now. I went to a training camp and became even stronger. How did a few punks hurt me? Lu Sheng stretched out a finger to lift the suitcase, moving up and down easily, showing that he is very strong now. "Only you can! No matter how good you are, you're still just a high school student. There are plenty of people out there who are better than you. Don't try to be brave again, you know?"
Zheng Yufen babbled a few words, reached out and pinched Lu Sheng's arm, and said with satisfaction: "It seems to be a lot stronger. Lu Sheng walked into the living room and found that his mother was the only one in the house. "Where are Qinghe and Dad?" "One went to school and the other went to work, but didn't come back." Lu Sheng frowned, and said: "Didn't you tell Dad not to be a porter anymore? His body can bear it for a few years, and he will be full of injuries when he grows old..." "What else can he do if he doesn't move?" Zheng Yufen comforted: "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on it for you. Since eating the meat you sent back last time, your father is in much better health." Lu Sheng nodded, his expression relaxed a little. Relying on the care of Dong Qingxue and Qin Shaojun in the training camp, Lu Sheng sent back some of the exotic animal meat eaten by the training camp students. Not much, dozens of catties. Enough to feed the whole family for a long time. The nutritional value of exotic animal meat is tens to hundreds of times that of ordinary beef and mutton, and it is much better than some health medicines on the market. "How's Qinghe's recent grades?" "I have made a lot of progress, and my blood is almost ." Lu Sheng casually asked his mother about the situation at home, then went into the room to put down his luggage, and then took a shower. In the evening, Lu Dahai and Lu Qinghe came back one after another. Because of Lu Sheng's return, this small family was complete again, and the whole family was very happy. Lu Haihai even had a drink or two during dinner. Hearing that Lu Sheng had taught a few gangsters a lesson on the way back, Lu Dahai was even more blushing with joy. "This is how martial arts should be practiced. Seeing injustices in the road, weeding out the strong and supporting the weak, and taking action when it is time... Otherwise, why do you still practice martial arts? You can just find an office building to work. " His mother, Zheng Yufen, scolded him, "If you drink two cups, you won't know who you are. What if your son gets hurt? You don't feel bad, do you?" "Boy, it's no big deal to get hurt and bleed a little bit. My Lu Haihai's son will go to the battlefield to kill strange beasts and defend his family and country..." Lu Dahai tapped the wine glass with his chopsticks, shook his head and began to sing. "Be in command, put on armor and go into battle..." Lu Sheng watched this scene, his brows and eyes gradually softened. He has a big heart and a lot to do. But so far, this home is all he wants to protect.
Turning around, he found that Lu Qinghe was secretly looking at him. Lu Qinghe took a mouthful of rice, twitched, and said in a low voice: "Brother, how are you doing in the training camp?" Lu Sheng smiled slightly and said softly: "It's okay, the instructor takes good care of me..." "Have you worked hard?" "It's not hard work." "What is the daily training?" At night, the night is as cool as water. Lu Sheng sat quietly on the yoga mat in the middle of the room. The mental power slowly circulated in the mind, bringing a sense of coolness. Soon, Lu Sheng fell into a dream. On the dilapidated street, Lu Sheng's figure quietly appeared. Lu Sheng looked calm as he strolled through the desolate streets. He started walking in the direction of the city center. Go to the next street. A series of wandering figures appeared in front of Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng's expression was calm, and the powerful spiritual power of a third-level psychiatrist came out through his body. Those zombies who tried to get close to him were thrown out instantly, like straws that were uprooted under the tornado storm. The zombies weathered in the air and turned into black lines of smoke, which belonged to Lu Sheng. As the zombies along this street were cleaned up, more and more smoke was generated from these black lines, and the speed of absorption could not catch up with the generation. These black lines of smoke gathered behind Lu Sheng, like a scarred black cloak. "boom!" A zombie was thrown away by the mental force, but it shot back at a faster speed in an instant. Lu Sheng's eyes were as bright as morning stars. His feet kicked heavily on the ground, and he leaped high. Lu Sheng raised his right fist in the air, and the breath in his mouth was as hot as fire. "Heroic spirits are immortal!" The not-so-big white fleshy fist slammed down, smashing into the zombie's body. The tall zombie roared and exploded into a cloud of dust, and a thick black line of smoke came out.
"Level 6 warrior!" After punching the zombie blocking the way, Lu Sheng's face remained unchanged and he continued to move forward. With his current strength, this kind of zombie who was a sixth-level warrior in his lifetime can be dealt with with just one punch. Lu has been going forward, and gradually penetrated into the city. At least hundreds of zombies were sent away along the way. The memory fragments of these zombies gathered together and filled Lu Sheng's mind. It made his brain ache, and the urge to vent continued to emerge in his heart. The desire to destroy everything. Lu Sheng knew that this was the aftereffect of absorbing too many battle memories in one go. You only need to sit down and practice the crystal concept for a while, and the sequelae of this point will be eliminated immediately. but. Lu Sheng still doesn't want to. What is he looking for. "boom!" Suddenly, a thin figure landed in front of Lu Sheng. Large cracks appeared on the hard street floor under the figure's feet. Lu Sheng's pupils contracted and he stopped abruptly. Lu Sheng looked at the uninvited guest in front of him who was attracted by him, stretched out his hands to rub his swollen temples, and grinned. He found what he was looking for. Why didn't he choose to clear those complicated memories in his mind? Because he is afraid. He was afraid that he would lose the desire to fight and destroy caused by "going crazy". you will lose yourself... The guts to fight this master-level zombie in front of you!.