I Taught Martial Dao In The City, With Thirty Million Disciples!

Liu Yuanji looked at the three apples in his hand. His legs, which were originally as stable as an old dog, suddenly began to tremble.

The expression on his face was like crying instead of crying, his neck twisted a little stiffly, and he looked at Wu Haoran.

When people are helpless, they will subconsciously seek help from those around them.

"Senior brother, it's okay, you have to trust Master Lu!"

Wu Haoran's mouth was so comforting, but his body was like a crab, slowly moving away, keeping a safe distance from him.

Netizens reacted violently.

"Grip the grass, does Master Lu use a live target?"

"This, this, Master Lu's knife is cutting edge, right?"

"Cut iron like mud, what do you think?"

"Do you know why Junior Brother Haoran is not allowed to hold it? Because Xiaoji is the disciple of the entry level!"

"Master Lu successfully dispelled my idea of ​​apprenticeship."

"I'm afraid, Master Lu is not afraid."

"It's easy to say, who is not afraid of changing?"

"You have to trust Master Lu. If he dares to do this, he must be sure."

"I believe it must be believed, and it is really scary to be afraid."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, anyway, I will bring you five and a half catties in a box. I will burn paper money for you today next year!"

They really didn't expect that Lu Yuan would use a living person as a target.

Lu Yuan walked out of the yard and turned around, at this time he was about ten meters away from Liu Yuanji.

"Shh!"

He wiped his waist with his right hand, and a flying knife was already in his hand.

Seeing Liu Yuanji's lower body shaking lightly, Lu Yuan said, "Don't move."

Liu Yuanji squeezed out a smile that was no better than crying, and then closed his eyes with a sigh of relief.

Afraid of hair!

After eighteen years, he will be a hero again!

Everyone watched nervously, and at this moment, Lu Yuan spit out two words.

"Ten meters."

Done.

He slowly raised his right hand, with his thumb on top and his index finger on the bottom holding the knife.

With a slight flick of the wrist, the flying knife shot out, drawing a straight line in the air, leaving a cold light behind.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

Just as the flying knife was thrown out, Lu Yuan swiped his right hand on his waist again, holding the second flying knife in his hand.

This time, there was no preparation action, and it seemed that there was no need to aim, and he threw it out.

"call out!"

"call out!"

Two flying knives flew out one after another.

The ten-meter distance is very short, and the wrist strength is full.

This knife flew out at an extremely fast rate of fire.

"Pfft!"

Two voices sounded one after another.

With his eyes closed, Liu Yuanji felt a force from his palm.

Everyone saw that the two flying knives hit the apple precisely, and the inertial force brought by the flying knives flew the apple out of his palm and fell to the ground.

Liu Yuanji opened his eyes and was about to take a look when he heard Lu Yuan's voice coming from right in front of him.

"do not move!"

At the same time, Lu Yuan had already thrown the third knife.

"call out!"

Liu Yuanji looked at Lu Yuan subconsciously, and what he saw was a little cold light shot at high speed.

That's the tip of the knife.

The sharpness of the flying knife quickly magnified in his sight.

His pupils contracted slightly, he took a deep breath, and watched the flying knife fly over his eyelids with his own eyes.

He heard the sound of "puff", and then a force came from above his head. The apple trembled slightly, and was taken away from the top of his head by the power of the flying knife. It flew out a few meters and hit the ground heavily.

"Whoo~"

Liu Yuanji took a deep breath, the feeling that his life was hanging by a thread was really bad.

"Okay, accurate!"

"I'm going, I'm so nervous watching it!"

"Xiaoji is still alive!"

"Master Lu, do it again!"

"You're trying to scare Xiaoji to death!"

"I've probably pissed my pants."

Wu Haoran's hanging heart also fell: "Senior brother, it's over!"

Liu Yuanji nodded with a stiff neck before he had time to turn his head.

A few meters behind him, three apples smashed to the ground, and three flying knives were inserted into the apples.

Just when he was relieved, Lu Yuan said, "Take three more apples."

Liu Yuanji was at a loss: "Isn't it over?"

Lu Yuan said: "Who told you it's over? Flying knife, it's all about a distance."

Just ten meters.

With his flying knife skills, he can accurately hit any target within a hundred meters.

And this can also exercise Liu Yuanji's courage.

Practicing martial arts is also very important.

Liu Yuanji wanted to cry, so he picked up his mood. He walked over with heavy steps and picked up three apples again.

"I'm still coming..."

"My God, did Master Lu go a little far this time?"

"If you have a heart attack, you can't open the seat directly?"

Lu Yuan kept walking forward, walked out a distance of about 100 meters, stopped, and turned to look at Liu Yuanji.

One hundred meters is not far.

But it depends on what kind of scenario.

At a distance of 100 meters, seeing an apple with the naked eye is not much bigger than an ant.

At this distance, let alone hitting an apple with a flying knife, or aiming with a gun, no one dares to say that it will hit every shot.

Such a distance, for anyone, is tantamount to life-threatening!

Those who throw flying knives are taking their lives, and those who are targets are taking their lives even more!

Lu Yuan looked at the apple in Liu Yuanji's hands, holding the flying knife in his hands, with infinite certainty in his heart.

The peak flying knife skill has absolute certainty within the range of the hit rate.

Beyond 100 meters, the hit rate will drop, which can be intuitively felt by oneself.

At this moment, Lu Yuan determined that the distance was not more than 100 meters, but it was about the same.

Liu Yuanji looked at Lu Yuan, who was not much bigger than a matchbox 100 meters away, and wanted to cry without tears.

How big is an apple when a person is so small?

At this moment, all kinds of strange emotions continued to emerge in his heart.

He thought of what Lu Yuan said, that martial artists need to practice courage, so he gritted his teeth, kept his mind, stared at Lu Yuan and said loudly, "Master, I'm ready!"

Lu Yuan thought to himself, I didn't ask if you were ready.

He knew that Liu Yuanji was nervous and scared.

But it resisted, which is good.

Even if everyone knew that Lu Yuan would not miss, but if he really stood in Liu Yuanji's position, he would still be nervous and afraid.

This is an instinctive reaction from the mind and body, not trust.

"It's more than 100 meters, isn't it?"

"I'm going, what should I do if I'm a little scared?"

"I can't see Master Lu anymore."

The drone hovered behind Liu Yuanji, patted his back, and could see Lu Yuan 100 meters away.

The lens is high-definition, they can zoom in and see every subtle movement of Lu Yuan.

But as long as the normal shooting picture is restored, you can feel how far the distance of 100 meters is.

Lu Yuan looked at Liu Yuanji, who was 100 meters away, and reached for the flying knife around his waist, one, two, three...

Under the shocked eyes of Liu Yuanji and netizens, he held all three flying knives in his hands.

"Grip the grass, what is Master Lu doing?"

"Three knives flying together?"

"Xiaoji, crap!"

Liu Yuanji was ready, but seeing Lu Yuan's actions almost broke his heart.

Three, Master, is this about throwing three throwing knives at once?

But I only have one life!

Just as Liu Yuanji was about to speak, he saw Lu Yuan's arm raised.

He closed his mouth immediately, his breathing stopped, his heart hung and stopped beating for a while.

The next second, Lu Yuan's arm suddenly flicked.

A distance of 100 meters, and a distance of 10 meters, require different strengths.

He swung his big arm, driving his forearm, and the last place where he exerted force was still his wrist.

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

The three flying knives flew out of his hands, moving in a straight line following the trajectory he was looking at.

As the flying knife kept getting closer to Liu Yuanji, the flight trajectory gradually changed.

The three flying knives changed from a fit shape to one up or two down, and gradually turned into a triangle shape.

Looking at the rapidly enlarged flying knives in front of him, Liu Yuanji, who was as nervous as a stone sculpture, could even hear the "humming" sound of the three flying knives in the state of high-speed flying.

He wanted to close his eyes, but when he thought of what Lu Yuan said about "training courage", he still clenched his teeth and widened his eyes.

"Puff puff!"

Three consecutive voices.

Three flying knives pierced three apples instantly, and the inertial force was greater than that of ten meters.

The three apples were shot out immediately, and Liu Yuanji only felt light on his hands and head.

Then, I heard the sound of an apple falling from behind.

"The knot... it's over!"

Liu Yuanji's heart was suspended, and his breathing was smooth.

He was breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead.

This is more exciting than his usual training.

He couldn't help but want to laugh up to the sky at this moment.

What are three flying knives?

What is a hundred meters?

"Master, can I hang?"

Lu Yuan: ? ? ?

I was the one who threw the flying knife, what do you have to hang?

"Junior Brother, did you see it? I did it!"

"Senior brother is amazing!"

...

"So thrilling, so exciting!"

"A living target!"

"Master Lu, whenever he shakes his hand, Xiaoji is gone!"

"If you shake your hand down, Xiao Xiaoji will be gone!"

"It's so far, the strength is so great, and the key is so accurate, this is just like a self-propelled humanoid weapon!"

"Should I say it or not, I'm starting to admire Xiaoji, at least I wouldn't dare to change it for me!"

"It's the same sentence, Xiaoji may be better than me, but it's not easy to kill me, so I'm half-serving!"

Lu Yuan came up and looked at Liu Yuanji, who was a little excited: "Go ahead with a horse."

He picked up the apples on the ground, retrieved the flying knives one by one, wiped them, and put them back into the binding bag, leaving only one in his hand to play with.

"The power of the flying knife, everyone has seen it."

"This kind of weapon method is very easy to get started, and it is very fast. Everyone should have played darts. The principle is actually the same. Throw the darts out and hit the target."

"It's just that the grip is different. The grip of the flying knife is varied. There are natural grip, thumb control, food charge, control, and sword charge."

"And if you want to shoot the flying knife accurately, there is only one way, that is to keep practicing, one movement, one hundred times, ten thousand times, one hundred thousand times, from scratch, from unfamiliar to skilled, no matter how stupid People can practice too.”

"In the end, it's the way to exert strength."

"There are two ways to exert force, the short distance is by shaking the wrist, and the long distance is by swinging the arm."

"Begin to practice dead targets first, and the distance can be shorter, three or four meters."

"If you can easily hit a dead target within ten meters, you can increase the difficulty at this time, for example."

He grabbed a pierced apple and threw it into the distance, then raised his hand and swung it, and the flying knife had been shot.

With a "pop", the flying knife pierced the apple in mid-air and landed.

Lu Yuan walked over, pulled out the flying knife, and said, "When you can do this easily, you can continue to increase the difficulty, for example."

He threw the apple out again, then withdrew his gaze and stopped looking, and threw out the flying knife.

"puff!"

The flying knife pierced again and landed.

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