【Chapter 13】Victory
Inside the martial arts hall.
After Lin Meng agreed to fight with Lu Jun, several other martial arts disciples suddenly surrounded the other martial arts disciples.
People who like watching dramas seem to be universal to everyone wherever they are placed.
Lu Qiang also had some aura of nature to divide the venue for the two of them, looking excited, as if he was going to compete.
"Ahem, the next competition will be caused by one side falling to the ground or losing its physical strength, as a defeat!"
Lin Meng and Lu Jun stood on the side, Lu Qiang stood in the center of the two and talked about the competition rules. He looked at the two, with a lot of expectations and interest in his eyes. After all, there is no competition that is more interesting for the elderly to bully the newcomer.
Lin Meng, who was standing aside, nodded and signaled to agree to Lu Qiang's rules, the next moment...
"Prepare...begin!"
The referee next to him shouted loudly!
moment....
Standing beside him, Lu Jun, who had changed into a training suit, stepped on his legs into a horoscope, faced Yu An, took a clear shout, stepped out, clenched his palms into fists, and rushed towards him!
The extremely large opening and closing movements do not have much secrets, but the ancient fist flow is originally a school that relies on the front to crush the enemy. This attack is much stronger than the ordinary offensive!
With one blow, the attack had not arrived, and the sound of wind roars faintly sounded. Lin Meng looked at the attack in front of him and only captured the opponent's attack trajectory with his naked eyes, but his body had already reacted like instinctively.
He took the same step in an instant, clenched his right hand into a claw, grabbed the opponent and attacked the boxing, and then twisted to the left!
The moment the joint technique was used, Lu Jun's entire arm and upper body fell slightly to the left. Lin Meng kicked Lu Jun's right foot at the same time. Lu Jun immediately lost his balance in his right foot and fell to the left, one left and one right, like five legs facing the sky, falling down!
Bang!
The violent sound of beating echoed throughout the martial arts hall, and the nearby wooden floor seemed to tremble slightly!
Standing on the side, Lu Qiang, who had just shouted the slogan of the referee seat, was stunned, lowered his head and looked at the figure that suddenly fell down from the ground, blinked...
What's going on?
Lin Meng, who was standing in the same place, blinked in a daze, lowered his head to look at Lu Jun lying on the ground, moved his gaze to Lu Qiang, and asked with a little confusion...
"I won?"
Lu Qiang blinked in a daze, "Ah... it seems... it's a win."
The scene suddenly became strangely silent. After a moment, many onlookers' amazement sounded from all directions at the same time. The battle ended in an instant, and even the bystanders could not find any flaws. The movement of the flowing movement just now seemed like I had been proficient for many times.
"Cough cough, it hurts..." Lu Jun, who was thrown to the ground, couldn't help coughing a few times. He rubbed his butt, got up from the ground and looked at Lin Meng. His face turned a little red, and he was killed instantly. His old face was a little uneasy.
"You guy, you're really cruel."
Lu Jun was a little unhappy and complained.
Lin Meng, who was standing aside, looked surprised and lowered his head to look at his hand. In fact, after he grabbed Lu Jun's hand with his palm, he didn't know how to do it after a counterattack. His body had moved. When he came to his senses, Lu Jun had already fallen down.
I practiced the ancient fist flowing hundreds or thousands of times in the pocket watch space, as if I was remembered by my body and turned into a passive skill. Before my mind could turn, I immediately hit Lu Jun when I met him.
This is...muscle memory?
Lin Meng gradually had this idea in his mind.
"Hey hey, Lin Meng, you're too strong!"
Lu Qiang, who was the referee, finally came to his senses and couldn't help but screaming around Lin Meng.
The endless surprise made Lin Meng think of his good friend Sun Wenzhong in the school, and the other party always did this.
"Maybe Lu Jun didn't perform well himself."
Lin Meng said casually with a smile.
"I do feel like I'm not performing well!"
Lu Jun, who was beside him, nodded immediately. He stared at Lin Meng, a little like a child who lost and was dissatisfied. "So Lin Meng, come again!"
Then three minutes later.
Bang!
Accompanied by the sound of an object falling heavily, Lu Jun hit the wooden board of the martial arts hall again.
Lin Meng won.
There were a lot of exclamations coming from all over the world, but more martial arts disciples challenged Lin Meng. Everyone knew each other on weekdays and was tired of fighting each other. Now a newcomer is still very strong, and everyone is eager to fight.
Lin Meng accepted the challenge one by one. Perhaps because he killed Lu Jun in the first place, the rest of the people were wary of him. However, Lin Meng's strength was fully cultivated, and there was no trace of water in the foundation he trained. He never lost once from beginning to end.
In the entire martial arts hall, there are too few people who practice with all their strength for their dreams, after all, too few people.
After training in the martial arts hall for about an hour, Lin Meng went back, which was much earlier than usual. However, he learned some of the basics in the martial arts hall. He went to the suburbs to practice alone, which was much better than in the martial arts hall.
The suburbs of Ping'an City.
"call..."
Standing in a sea of green, Lin Meng took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy contained in the air was swept into the lungs, which moistened the skin with a cool touch and was very comfortable.
The memory of fighting with the members of the martial arts hall inadvertently echoed in my mind. From beginning to end, I easily defeated my opponent, which gave Lin Meng a little understanding of the strength he has now. After working hard for so long, I finally achieved some results.
I felt a little bit about my change in my strength. Lin Meng was not intoxicated by the idea of increasing strength. The academies in the martial arts hall were just ordinary people, and it was not worth his excitement if they won. Lin Meng had a greater dream. The sky of this world is blue and beautiful. Sooner or later, he would fly up to the sky and become an immortal and an ancestor. Now everything is just the beginning.
Perhaps he deserves a little proud of his internal skills after obtaining the practice of Yi Amu.
Lin Meng heard that after the college entrance examination, the Baihong Sect test was to fight with wild beasts. Today, the earth was full of spiritual tides, and the ferociousness of wild beasts was not comparable to that of wild beasts on the earth. If you practice this kind of boxing technique in your lifetime, you may not be able to defeat those objects.
For this reason, Lin Meng must find a stronger power.
for example...
The internal skills mentioned by Yi Amu!
Lin Meng thought about the future for a moment and threw it behind his mind. No matter how much he thinks about it now, it is useless. He just needs to have the strength in place, which is enough.
Chapter completed!