The president of the Wushu Association spoke tremblingly.
"It shouldn't be wrong." Someone agreed.
"Lao Mo, this disciple is not simple~"
"I never heard that Lao Mo is a member of the family~"
"Nonsense, it's such a rare thing to practice martial arts in the inner family. How would anyone say such a thing?"
"That's true~"
"I envy Mo Taicang~"
The inheritance of Chinese martial arts has been uninterrupted from ancient times to the present, but today, only the fists and feet are left.
But the real core is the inner strength cultivation method, but there are very few of them.
His boxing and kicking martial arts skills can only be regarded as incomplete.
Without inner cultivation, there is no soul.
The true martial arts is the combination of fists, kicks and martial arts, which is the true complete martial arts.
It's a pity that the internal energy cultivation methods are only in the hands of those big families or sects that are hidden from the world, or they are completely buried in places where the world can't be seen...
In today's era, the emergence of a martial arts warrior who is both internal and external is of profound significance.
It is often a big family or a more profound and secret force behind it that can possess complete internal cultivation techniques and cultivate contemporary martial arts monks.
Lu Jing showed his hand and dropped a nuclear bomb in front of a few old guys.
But having said that, Fang Shiguo has only been exposed to this level in recent years.
They have been practicing martial arts all their lives, but in the end they are stuck at the level of fists and kicks, and have not been exposed to internal martial arts.
Although from ancient times to the present, there have been many strong men who entered martial arts simply by practicing boxing and kicking, but such examples only occur once in hundreds of years.
In this contemporary era that lacks cultivation resources, it is impossible to think of a warrior who has become a Taoist from outside the family.
That's why a few old guys were shocked.
The one who was hit the hardest was Ouyang Yu. He was ranked third in the country in the provincial martial arts championship, which made him very proud, and he was indeed known as the proud man in the circle.
But so what?
Just now……
I just felt my eyes blur, my face hurt, and my body flew out.
He was slapped by Lu Jing, and his head was stunned.
Without even seeing clearly what Lu Jing did, he fell to the ground after being slapped.
This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that Ouyang Yu slowly discovered that no matter it was him, the other two senior brothers and junior sisters all suffered the same fate as him.
Everyone has a five-finger mark on their face.
In other words, Lu Jing slapped the four of them in an instant.
Is he...the devil?
Ouyang Yu was trembling inside for no reason.
It wasn't until this moment that he felt scared, and it became clearer that his and Lu Jing's martial arts were not at the same level.
As a member of the Ouyang family, which can be regarded as a family with a long history, Ouyang Yu knows more about the martial arts of this era than the other three fellow sects around him.
In an instant, the words martial arts monks and internal martial arts came to mind.
Looking at Lu Jing's face with a playful smile, Ouyang Yu broke into a cold sweat.
If this was murder, they would have been killed by Lu Jing silently.
It's ridiculous that he didn't care enough to provoke Lu Jing before.
Now that I think about it, they didn't care about him at all, otherwise...you don't have to think about the consequences.
With this slap, Ouyang Yu knew that he was not unjust.
The only thing that made him angry was that Lu Jing was completely slapped in the face.
Slapping in front of everyone, without saving any face.
He, Ouyang Yu, has finally lost all his people.
What might be possible?
Facing Lu Jing who couldn't figure out how to take action, Ouyang Yu only felt a deep sense of powerlessness and fear in his heart.
So what if you get slapped in the face?
I can only dare to be angry but dare not speak.
At this moment, Lu Jing said with a condescending smile: "Would you like to compete with each other if you are third in the country?"
Stared by Lu Jing's smiling eyes, Ouyang Yu's whole body trembled, and he subconsciously shrank back and said, "No... no no no... Let's spar."
“It’s boring~”
Lu Jing smiled disdainfully, ignored Ouyang Yu and the others, and returned to his seat.
Actually, he didn't want to be in the spotlight today at all, but Fang Shiguo and Ouyang Yu kept trying to find trouble, which was intolerable.
In the end, he didn't know whether to live or die, so he proposed to discuss it?
Okay, let me let you know what it means if you don’t seek death, you won’t die.
His attack was simple and rough. He didn't use his true energy, just pure strength. He hit Ouyang Yu and the four of them in the face in an instant, crushing them.
Since it is you, master and disciple, who seek your own death, I will naturally show no mercy.
Result!
It seems to work well.
He believed that as long as Fang Shiguo's master and disciple no longer seek death, things will be quiet.
After walking past the seats, Lu Jing smiled at Fang Shiguo, who was dumbfounded and turned pale, and said, "Uncle Fang, I'm sorry, I didn't stop and slapped your disciple on the face."
Fang Shiguo woke up from the shock that Lu Jing was an internal martial artist. When he heard Lu Jing's words, he almost cried out.
His face turned blue and red, then white, and he really didn't know how to answer Lu Jing's words.
It was the disciple's face that was slapped, but in Fang Shiguo's heart, it was more painful than slapping himself.
When she was young, she couldn't compete with Mo Taicang, so her junior sister Wu Xiu followed Mo Taicang.
Later, I went to the provincial capital to develop. Over the years, I finally felt that I could surpass Mo Taicang.
He opened a martial arts school, became the vice president of the provincial martial arts association, and accepted several disciples who he thought were very good. He wanted money, people, and qualifications.
At least they are all provincial martial arts champions.
But……
What about the championship?
Wasn't he slapped hard by Mo Taicang's disciples?
And I didn’t even see clearly how they took action?
In addition, regardless of whether Lu Jing is a martial arts practitioner in the inner family or not, he is nominally a disciple of Mo Taicang. In this regard, with Lu Jing here, his country, Fang Shiguo, has completely lost to Mo Taicang.
At this moment, the energy and blood in Fang Shiguo's body were boiling, and he was just about to vomit out the old blood.
"Lu...Mr. Lu is so good at it. I offended him just now."
After saying this, Fang Shiguo slumped down on the chair like a deflated rubber ball.
Originally, he wanted to call him "Senior Nephew Lu", but when he came to speak, he called him "Mr. Lu". This was a sign of respect, but also a sign of coercion.
In the martial arts world, those who practice martial arts at home are considered noble and possess strength. He dare not show any disrespect to Lu Jing, a practitioner of martial arts at home.
As the vice-president of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, Fang Shiguo was exposed to the rules here. They, outsiders of martial arts, must respect those who practice internally. This is an unwritten rule in the circle.
"Haha, Uncle Fang is serious." Lu Jing smiled and ignored him. He knew that Fang Shiguo would never provoke him again.
"I have met Mr. Lu, and I just asked him if he is from the Xiunei family?"
The president of the Hanzhou Wushu Association came over in person and asked respectfully, his eyes full of expectation.
This opening also raised the voices of many people.
Lu Jing had some knowledge of the earth's martial arts circles from the old Taoists, and knew what these people were thinking, so he smiled and nodded without further explanation.
How could he be a warrior?
He is a more advanced ascetic.
However, with this nod, the expressions of everyone who knew the martial arts circle changed, including his teacher Mo Taicang.
After several people looked at each other, it was the president of the Wushu Association who said, "Brother Mo, please find a place to talk quietly!"