I'm Really A Spiritual Master

Chapter 30 Lu·Ruthless·Empty

The middle-aged man with short silver-gray hair ran towards the outside of the community. As a Rank One System Psionic Wielder, his speed was not slow.

Lu Kong followed him, and it was difficult to catch up for a while.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the Psionic gun in his hand, and fired continuously at the middle-aged man.

The Psionic bullet turned into a stream of light and shot towards the middle-aged man.

Feeling the roar coming from behind him, the middle-aged man turned his head to look, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately hid.

After all, he is different from Lu Kong and others. Lu Kong and others are wearing Psionic armor. Facing such attacks, even if they are hit a few times, there will be no problem, but for ordinary Psionic Wielder, they will still be injured. of.

If you are injured, the situation will be even more troublesome.

Although Lu Kong has never practiced shooting before, his body has been getting stronger. The recoil of the Psionic gun seems to him to be almost zero. With his powerful dynamic vision, Lu Kong's bullets are not only accurate, but also have a low hit rate. Low.

In the empty residential streets, there were no bunkers, which made it even more difficult for the middle-aged man to hide and had to slow down.

As a result, Lu Kong quickly caught up with him.

The middle-aged man moved, dodged a few Psionic bullets, and looked back.

Seeing Lu Kong approaching, a stern look appeared in his eyes.

It's just a person who can find a way to kill and then run away!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man gave a low shout, two sharp daggers appeared in his hands, and immediately turned around to kill Lu Kong.

Lu Kong's eyes lit up when he saw this, revealing a fiery look.

During this time, Lu Kong has been practicing fighting skills and improving his strength, but he has never been in actual combat. Now he finally has a chance.

Just take a look at your current strength!

Lu Kong raised his hand, fired the Psionic gun to maximum power, and shot the middle-aged man. A larger Psionic bullet turned into a stream of light and shot towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly and he immediately turned sideways to avoid it.

At this moment, Lu Kong put the Psionic gun in his hand into the ring placed by the Psionic armor, stepped on the ground with his feet, and rushed forward.

The distance of more than ten meters was shortened in an instant. Lu Kong made a fist with his right hand and hit the middle-aged man on the waist.

Only then did the middle-aged man feel the Psionic fluctuations on Lu Kong's body, and his expression turned ferocious: "How dare the trainee Psionic Wielder chase me? You're looking for death!"

The dagger in his hand seemed to be dancing, passing through a streak of silver light and stabbing Lu Kong's wrist. However, at this moment, Lu Kong suddenly changed his move and slapped the middle-aged man's wrist with his right hand. The whip leg was whipped towards the middle-aged man's knee.

The middle-aged man obviously had a lot of practical combat experience. He faced Lu Kong's various moves without any confusion. He pushed his knees forward to block Lu Kong's whip kick, and at the same time stabbed Lu Kong's neck with the dagger in his other hand.

Lu Kong turned sideways to avoid the dagger attack, and at the same time raised his hand to slap the middle-aged man on the chin.

The middle-aged man leaned up and kicked Lu Kong in the chest. Lu Kong raised his elbow to block, and the middle-aged man took advantage of the force and took a few steps back, looking at Lu Kong with surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

"You are just a trainee, but you actually have such strong physical strength?!"

In the electric fight just now, after several collisions, the middle-aged man discovered that Lu Kong's strength was not even worse than him!

In addition, Lu Kong was also wearing Rank One's Psionic armor. He even suffered a small loss in the hasty challenge, and his hands and feet were slightly numb from the shock.

This made the middle-aged man extremely shocked.

Because Lu Kong was wearing a helmet, he couldn't see Lu Kong's appearance clearly, but looking at Lu Kong's few attacks just now, although his movements were fierce, they were somewhat immature, and he probably didn't have much actual combat experience.

Such a Psionic Wielder should not be old, and his identity as a trainee Psionic Wielder further proves this point.

How could such a trainee Psionic Wielder be able to fight at close range with a Rank One system Psionic Wielder like him? !

I'm afraid this person is an extraordinary genius, right? !

Lu Kong breathed out, and the heat in his eyes became even more intense. He enjoyed the excitement of the battle, and he didn't waste any time talking. He stepped forward again and said, "Just fight. Why are you talking so much?!"

Seeing Lu Kong rushing towards him again, the middle-aged man faced him with a ferocious expression and held a dagger in his hand.

The two fought again.

The middle-aged man has much more combat experience than Lu Kong, but after all, Lu Kong wears Rank One's Psionic armor and is naturally more powerful in terms of defense. There is not much difference in strength between the two, and the battle becomes anxious for a while.

The middle-aged man was holding a dagger, and Lu Kong was fighting the enemy with his bare hands. They were fighting close to each other, with elbows and punches, knees and kicks. Their bodies collided with each other, but neither of them retreated.

But soon, something looked wrong on the middle-aged man's face.

Damn it, this bastard is wearing a battle armor made of hard spiritual alloy, it’s so hard!

Even though Rank One system Psionic Wielder's physical defense was very strong and his bones were hard, under the continuous collisions, his hands and legs were shaken to the point of numbness and even began to tingle.

Although the dagger in his hand is also a weapon, Lu Kong is too insidious. He avoids the dagger's attack every time. If he can't avoid it, he uses alloy to block it. The alloy of Rank One Psionic armor is enough to resist his attack.

It’s just a turtle shell!

The middle-aged man understands that if this continues, he will lose sooner or later!

While resisting the attack, he growled: "Looking at you, you must be a genius, right? You are just a trainee and have the strength of Rank One. In the future, you will only become stronger as your cultivation level increases."

"Are you a genius like you willing to live with those vulgar mortals and even protect them?! Psionic Wielder is far more noble than them!"

"A genius like you deserves better treatment and a higher status! How about joining us? Our Spiritual God Religion values ​​talent most. With your talent, it won't take long for you to become a high-level person! Power, beauty, strength, You will have whatever you want!"

The middle-aged man kept persuading, and Lu Kong kept attacking. After a whip-leg collision, Lu Kong couldn't help but stepped on the middle-aged man's legs when he found it. He nodded in approval and said: "You must do MLM. A good hand.”

The middle-aged man hesitated, and before he could speak, Lu Kong whipped him again, with the same right leg as before.

The middle-aged man quickly raised his legs to resist, and his calves collided with each other. The middle-aged man's face twitched slightly.

Lu Kong retracted his leg and kicked again, each time with his right foot, and each time he kicked to the same position.

After resisting three times in a row, the middle-aged man retracted his legs and couldn't help shaking. He quickly took a few steps back and roared: "If you have the ability, change your foot!"

Lu Kong looked strange and glanced at him: "Call me dad and I'll think about it."

The middle-aged man looked angry, glanced at Lu Kong coldly, turned around and wanted to run away, but Lu Kong had already caught up with him, so naturally it was impossible to let him run away again.

Lu Kong rushed forward and launched another violent attack.

Because the middle-aged man was holding a dagger, Lu Kong had to avoid his sharp edge. He mainly played from the bottom lane and kicked the middle-aged man's legs violently.

After more than ten consecutive rounds, cold sweat broke out on the middle-aged man's forehead. He was in pain and doubting his life. His expression turned pale. He roared again and again: "You cunning little beast! If you have the ability, you can fight me head-on!"

Lu Kong's expression was calm: "Aren't I just going head-on with you?"

Hot horse!

The middle-aged man's eyes are red. You are so strong, why don't you use your head to clash with my dagger? !

Click!

There was another collision, and there was a slight sound in the middle-aged man's bones. He grunted and staggered. Naturally, Lu Kong would not let go of such a good opportunity. He stepped forward and raised his hand to knock away the middle-aged man's dagger. , hitting his chest with her elbow.

The sound of the middle-aged man's ribs breaking was heard. He coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth and fell heavily to the ground.

Lu Kong stepped forward and broke his hands and feet, causing him to lose the ability to move before he stopped, highlighting his ruthlessness.

On the roof, Natalia, Wang Mang and others were watching all this.

A flash of amazement flashed in Wang Mang's eyes: "Amazing, with proficient practical skills and strong fighting talent. He has made such great progress in a short period of time, and he also knows how to use his own strengths to overcome the other's weaknesses. His fighting wisdom is not low!" "

"Lu Kong is just a trainee. I didn't expect him to be so strong. I'm afraid he will be a very strong Martial Artist in a short time!" A young woman next to her looked at Lu Kong's back with sparkling eyes.

Natalia also nodded with great satisfaction, and then showed a gentle smile: "Classmate Lu Kong's close range ability is indeed good, but he is a Soul Type Psionic Wielder, not a Martial Artist."

"..."

The atmosphere was silent, and everyone had strange expressions.

Wang Mang said quietly: "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten that he had awakened his Soul Type."

(End of chapter)