Global catastrophe: My martial arts practice automatically

Park Zhenhai looked at Lu Chong who came uninvited in astonishment, and asked in a cold tone: "You want to challenge me?"

Lu Chong still nodded with a smile, "Yes, I think this place is more suitable for me."

Park Zhenhai's suppressed anger suddenly rebounded, his face became gloomy and he said, "Do you know who I am?"

"Axi, this is not the so-called fair virtual space. This is reality. I hope you can understand it clearly." Park Zhenhai said in a domineering tone.

Lu Chong's smile did not change, and he said slowly: "I know, but this doesn't seem to be your Country H. What's the matter, do you want to apply for World Heritage?"

Park Zhenhai suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth: "Do you know the consequences of provoking our consortium?"

In his opinion, the Great H Nation is the powerful country at the center of the world, and the H Nation Consortium is the strongest among the strong, and no one can disobey him.

Lu Chong was almost amused by this guy and asked: "The consequences? Are you talking about that old man Li Junji?"

Park Jinhae suddenly felt as if someone had poured cold water on him and he sobered up a lot.

"Okay!" Park Zhenhai said calmly: "There is a saying in China that it is better to dissolve enemies than to make knots. I think there should be some misunderstandings between us."

"One hundred million, please leave and promise not to disturb me in the next three months." Park Zhenhai's attitude softened.

Coming from a financial group, he believes that there is nothing that money cannot solve.

Lu Chong frowned slightly, "One hundred million h coins? Isn't it too cheap to buy a seat in the eye of the storm?"

Park Zhenhai suddenly felt insulted and said with a blushing face: "One hundred million Huaxia coins, I'm afraid you have never seen so much money."

Lu Chong didn't know if the other party was stupid or too confident. One hundred million Chinese coins? It was enough for his daily expenses for ten days.

Pu Zhenhai thought Lu Chong was moved, and was about to continue practicing, but saw Lu Chong shaking his head and saying: "It's too little. This Yuan Neng Storm Eye is worth more than this."

Park Zhenhai was slightly startled. He always felt that something was wrong. Why did he feel that the eye of the storm was opened by your family?

But he still held back and said, "How much do you want?"

Lu Chong pointed out three fingers and smiled without saying a word.

"Three hundred million?" Park Zhenhai curled his lips, not that he couldn't accept the price.

Sooner or later, he will vomit it out.

Lu Chong continued to shake his head and said lightly: "Three hundred million a day, ninety days, rounded up to 30 billion."

Park Zhenhai was really frightened this time. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and shouted angrily: "Are you kidding me?"

He couldn't even afford 30 billion even if he personally lost all his wealth.

Besides, is this the algorithm for rounding?

Lu Chong continued to shake his head, "At a fixed price, you can buy the right to use this place for three months, which is already a good deal."

"But remember, you can't take it back."

Park Zhenhai stood up slowly, the anger on his face calmed down, and his eyes flashed sharply.

Little did he know that Lu Chong was playing tricks on him.

"It seems that you have to provoke me?" Park Zhenhai's momentum completely exploded, and the aura of Wu Zong was indeed quite intimidating.

Lu Chong innocently spread his hands and said, "Look, I made a price, and you didn't agree, and you said I provoked you."

"In this case, I can only do it reluctantly."

Park Zhenhai had a stern look on his face and stopped talking. He just shouted "Axi," and then he drew a long knife from his back and struck Lu Chong from the air.

He knew that Lu Chong had already broken through to the Wuzong level, but so what? Everyone was a Wuzong, so no one could win.

Besides, the financial group behind him has a lot of inheritance, and he will not be compared with a country bumpkin.

He wanted Lu Chong to know that reality and virtuality are completely different.

Lu Chong's face was filled with joy, and he looked straight at the sword that was full of killing intent, and then without hesitation used the sword technique that contained the true meaning of cutting.

clang!

Using his palm instead of the sword, Lu Chong struck out a more powerful sword, instantly disintegrating Pu Zhenhai's sword.

Dao Gang, who still had some strength left, continued to move forward, killing Park Zhenhai, whose expression remained unchanged.

The long knife in Park Zhenhai's hand rotated with the wind, stirring up a net of knife gangs, which disintegrated and dispersed Lu Chong's knife gangs.

"Practice makes perfect, the true meaning of cutting. Learn from it and deduce it. If you have some understanding, you will be slightly improved."

Sure enough, a familiar reminder sounded in his mind, which made Lu Chong secretly happy.

The earth-level swordsmanship and martial arts used by Pu Zhenhai are indeed different from what Lu Chong learned at home in terms of the true meaning of cutting, so he can have a slight understanding of the true meaning of cutting.

Although the speed of improvement is far less than when he fought against that Li Junji, it is still better than nothing.

Thinking of this, Lu Chong suddenly became interested.

He was not in a hurry to defeat Park Zhenhai, but also used various moves that contained the true meaning of defeat, and used them as he saw them, as if he was feeding Park Zhenhai moves.

The two fought in an extremely harmonious manner.

Even Park Zhenhai himself had the illusion that if his next move was just a little stronger, he could defeat this hateful opponent.

But it is a pity that every time his moves become stronger, Lu Chong on the opposite side will also become stronger, and he will always stand firm and never lose.

How could he know that Lu Chong was tempting him to constantly use his own unique moves, so that he could learn and absorb all the true meaning of Pu Zhenhai's martial arts.

This battle lasted for almost half an hour, and the two of them fought from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. Park Zhenhai was a little confused from the fight.

I don’t know if I have the upper hand or if I am being led around.

His energy and blood consumption was already considerable. The key was to use all the moves he could use, including the newly learned heaven-level martial arts, but he still couldn't do anything to defeat Lu Chong.

Although his heaven-level martial arts skills were only minor, his power was not inferior to the top-level earth-level martial arts. Pu Zhenhai couldn't figure out why he still couldn't suppress Lu Chong.

At this time, Lu Zhan suddenly realized that his true intention of defeating was no longer improving.

Looking at Park Zhenhai at this time, he is already at the end of his rope, and he is just trying to learn martial arts over and over again.

Lu Chong immediately understood that this guy had nothing to learn from (extract from).

"It's so useless. I only learned so much by guarding the inheritance treasure house of the consortium..."

"However, I still have to thank my international friends for sending me the gift package."

Lu Chong was scornful in his heart, while turning the golden bell, and pressed against the opponent's sword.

Bang bang bang bang...

After a violent storm of punches and kicks, Park Zhenhai was knocked unconscious by Lu Chong without even having a chance to beg for mercy.

His skin was bruised and swollen, he had multiple fractures and internal bleeding all over his body.

"This shouldn't be considered beating to death or maiming, right?" Lu Chong muttered in his heart, "After all, I didn't remove his arms and legs."

However, after this injury, Park Zhenhai will definitely not be able to find another Storm Eye to practice today. It will take him a long time to recover from his injuries.