Global Catastrophic: My Kung Fu Automatically Cultivates

The doctor said that Niu Ben was a very important figure.

"Take him to the military doctor's office. When he wakes up, don't forget to run 20 kilometers with a weight."

Li Yibing gave the order, and immediately a military doctor waiting nearby came forward and carried Niu Ben away on a stretcher.

Then, Li Yibing looked at Lu Chong and nodded, "Yes, I admit that I underestimated you."

"How about taking a break before continuing?"

Lu Chong nodded, took out a nutrition bar and took a bite, then said, "Go on, I'm fine."

Li Yibing looked at Lu Chong again and wondered why this kid was a little anxious.

Lu Chong was thinking, it's not that I'm anxious, but if I don't seize the time, I will break through to the warrior level.

Not to mention ten days, according to Lu Chong's calculation, he will be able to break through to the level of a warrior in four or five days.

Therefore, before that, he must fulfill the agreement to defeat the special operations squad, so that he can get the martial arts reward.

"Squad leader, I'll do it."

A thin-looking soldier stood up and volunteered.

"Old Zhu, good job." The soldiers around cheered again.

Li Yibing reminded: "Zhu Changfeng, don't be careless, if you lose, practice more with Niu Ben."

An expert knows whether he has it or not as soon as he makes a move.

Through the battle just now, Li Yibing will no longer underestimate Lu Chong.

Zhu Changfeng responded seriously, jumped into the field, and clasped his fists to Lu Chong and said: "Zhu Changfeng, please teach me."

"Lu Chong, please." Lu Chong also clasped his fists.

Without waiting for Lu Chong to say more, Zhu Changfeng had already taken the initiative to run over, but this time he used the martial arts that Lu Chong was familiar with.

The middle-grade Seven-Step Killing Fist, and it was obviously already at the level of great perfection.

Lu Chong did not wait in place, but also stepped forward and used the Seven-Step Killing Fist that he had just practiced for a short time.

Bang!

The fists collided and separated at the touch.

Then, the two of them almost simultaneously punched with a step, and the power was even stronger than the first punch.

The second punch was still a head-on collision, and it was also evenly matched.

But when it came to the third and fourth punches, Lu Chong's movements were faster than Zhu Changfeng's, and the connection was more coherent and natural.

When the fourth punch landed, Zhu Changfeng's Seven-Step Killing Fist had been completely disrupted and could not continue.

The essence of the Seven-Step Killing Fist lies in its coherence and superposition. Once it is forcibly interrupted in the middle, its power will be greatly reduced, and it may even be inferior to the inferior martial arts.

On the other hand, Lu Chong's fifth punch arrived as expected, and the power was already three times heavier than the first punch.

After this punch, almost no one at the martial arts level can withstand it.

At the critical moment, the warrior changed his fist from attack to defense, and while retreating, he alternately unloaded the force with both hands, briefly contacting each other again and again to decompose Lu Chong's fist force.

Seeing this, the surrounding warriors cheered again.

This is a purely defensive martial art. Lu Chong has not practiced it, but it can be seen that it has reached the middle level.

He did not interrupt his seven-step killing fist, but when he threw the heavier and faster sixth punch, he used another wind step to increase the speed.

When the speed of the wind step, plus the power of the sixth punch, finally made the warrior change color, because he had no way to avoid it, and could no longer completely unload the force through the martial arts in his hands.

Bang!

Lu Chong's sixth punch hit Zhu Changfeng's chest heavily, directly sending him flying five or six meters away, and he coughed up a blood mist.

The warrior was about to get up and fight back, but Lu Chong, who followed closely, used his palm like a knife, cutting his throat an inch away.

"Thank you."

Lu Chong did not knock out the soldier again, and in this situation, there was no need to use heavy hands.

Before Zhu Changfeng could refute, Li Yibing on the side stopped him in time, "Come back, if you were on the battlefield, you would have been killed."

"Next." Lu Chong stopped and stood, without resting, just sweeping towards the remaining soldiers.

"I'll do it."

"I'll do it!"

...

The soldiers did not know what fear was, and faced with Lu Chong's challenge, they were all eager to try.

However, Li Yibing had already seen that Lu Chong had the Seven-Step Killing Fist and the Wind Step of the Micro Realm, and knew that this student was really not easy to mess with.

The most important thing was that he found that Lu Chong's combat experience was also growing rapidly, and he could already adapt to changes very skillfully and use combined martial arts.

"He has superb comprehension, excellent combat awareness, rapid improvement, and decisive actions. It would be great if he were my soldier."

He realized that it would be difficult for anyone in his special operations class to defeat this senior high school student alone.

No wonder this guy wants to challenge the entire special operations class. He really has the potential.

Next

, the remaining eight soldiers of the special warfare squad came on the field one by one, taking turns to fight Lu Chong.

These soldiers had different fighting styles, some were brave and aggressive, some were both hard and soft, some were good at speed, and some were good at defense, but there was no doubt that all of them were fearless.

However, Lu Chong's foundation of cultivation and martial arts was too good, and he was constantly adapting to the fighting rhythm of the soldiers.

In the end, no soldier could last more than ten moves in Lu Chong's hands.

In fact, the later it was, the easier it was for Lu Chong to win.

The soldiers were unable to figure out Lu Chong's background, but were clearly seen by Lu Chong, who had a solid foundation.

In less than two hours, half of the ten ninth-level warriors of the special warfare squad were sent to the military doctor by Lu Chong.

The soldiers from other squads around did not glare at Lu Chong because of this, but praised him generously and applauded him.

Li Yibing's face was better than at the beginning.

As long as they are not just empty talkers, he is willing to give due respect.

"Student Lu Chong, wait until they recover tomorrow before continuing."

"Now, you can practice with the soldiers from other classes and teach them martial arts." Li Yibing came to Lu Chong and said sincerely.

Although there was an agreement between the two parties, Li Yibing did not want to waste time waiting for so long. He realized that the platoon leader did not send him a thorn, but a treasure that could train soldiers efficiently.

"Yes, I will spare no effort."

Lu Chong had a very good impression of the soldiers. Even if there was no agreement, he was willing to do his best for these lovely soldiers.

Of course, he would not give up the top-grade martial arts he needed.

...

The military medical department that day was a little more lively than usual.

The students who participated in the special training, lying on the hospital beds, found that soldiers with bruises and swollen faces were constantly sent in, not much better than them.

"Brother soldier, what's going on? Is there a fight outside the fortress?" A student couldn't help but ask the soldier who was in the same situation.

The young soldier smiled and gave a thumbs up, "There is a classmate Lu in your class. He is really awesome. He beat all of us veterans."

The students were stunned, and then they suddenly realized what Lu Chong, who disappeared during the training, had done.