Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

People around the table looked strangely at the table from time to time, and it was no wonder that the people at the table were eating rice one by one with a posture comparable to that of demining in Iraq, for fear of leaving even half a grain behind.

In stark contrast to their itinerary, there was a pair of boys and girls. Lu Mingfei was eating and drinking happily. He was curled up and chewing like a hamster. Occasionally, he would stop and look forward, motionless. , making people wonder if this mechanical girl is short-circuited. Just when you are going to pat her and try to repair it, Yuanyuan continues to chew.

Lu Mingfei was sitting opposite her. He thought this girl was really interesting. He didn't speak or laugh. He just ate in silence. Judging from the expression on her face, he couldn't tell anything.

Gradually, some people also realized that looking at Yama's informal appearance, he was not as vicious as the rumors said.

So someone cautiously talked to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei also chatted. He didn’t have any airs. Of course, the airs must have been imagined by the people in the kendo class. Lu Mingfei, a kid who was so happy that he laughed while holding braised beef instant noodles, how could he have airs? .

The soldiers who follow Yama in Kyushu still have a say in this. They have long heard of the reputation of Yama. It is a throne built with the blood and bones of countless warriors. In the martial arts world of Kyushu, the word Yama can stop children from sleeping at night. Cry, no one will change his color if he doesn’t talk about it.

I heard that every new soldier had insomnia the night before meeting Yama. Almost every new soldier he saw had panda eyes. Lu Mingfei almost didn't go to give the little emperor a good beating. Look at this. The King of Soldiers you're talking about?

Then talking about the new recruits, they went to see Yama Luo with an uneasy mood. As soon as they finished the report, Yama Luo pulled him and said, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, are you good at Landlord? We are missing one of the three, so let's add one.

Just when you were confused, Yama secretly pushed a book over to you. When you opened it, you saw lifelike little people, short and pretty girls, and wearing such short skirts. Where have you ever seen these? Ah, my eyes are straight.

Yama put his arm around your shoulders and said.

"Good brother, haven't you seen Shakugan's Shana? It's funny to tell you, I finally found the best hand in the world to draw it, but the damn old man said it was insulting and refused to do it, so I said either you can do it with me If you want to draw Shana, either I will kill you and go see her, choose one."

"Guess what, that damn old man isn't just an obedient painter."

Lu Mingfei just laughed, then patted your shoulder very hard and ruffled your hair.

"Survive."

He said.

You have burst into tears.

At that time, Lu Mingfei had no choice. He was not a person like Zhao Menghua who was used to being the boss, and he really had no leadership experience.

But the little emperor still asked him to lead a battalion into the battle, and Lu Mingfei would lead his troops to attack wherever there was danger or difficulty.

He was a general. Lu Mingfei just wanted to have a good relationship with the soldiers, right? What should he do?

After scratching his head and thinking hard, Lu Mingfei's final solution was to give gifts.

Shakugan no Shana, what a beautiful comic. He found someone to draw it and gave a copy to each recruit.

We are all brothers who want to die together and live together. Of course I, Yama, have to share the best things with my brothers.

Lu Mingfei thought so.

So, if you want to ask who Yama is, his soldiers have the most say.

"My lord, he is."

"What a helpless guy."

The people in the kendo class also slowly came to their senses.

After eating the meal, Lu Mingfei's behavior was obvious to all. He could not be described as evil at all. On the contrary, he was just a dead child who had not grown up.

So someone couldn't help it anymore and asked directly, "Yam Luo, you suddenly kicked out a gym today. What are you doing and what's your purpose?"

Lu Mingfei swallowed his food. He had no choice but to do so. People who practice martial arts have a big appetite.

"Purpose?"

He thought about it seriously.

"Besides finding someone to compete with, what else can the purpose of playing in the gym be?"

Just explain that person.

"There must be a reason for the competition. You must have some plans or plans, right?"

Lu Mingfei was even more confused.

"Isn't it natural for people who practice martial arts to find someone to compete with?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand nonchalantly.

"If you don't fight or spar, why are you practicing martial arts?"

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, glanced around, and said.

"Everyone has eaten."

"Then let's go."

Lu Minfei smiled excitedly.

"I can't wait any longer."

Although he didn't say it at the time, not many people believed Lu Mingfei's answer.

Just to compete with others, they would go to the gym and beat them one by one. Where can there be such people in this era?

But it's true.

After the unification of Kyushu, Lu Mingfei visited Emei Wudang Shaolin Tianshan and other sects one after another in order to break through Waigang and become a martial sage. He fought against Waigang in the world. He was close to death several times and was in many dangers, but he finally survived.

This is also the method taught by the master. If a martial artist is timid and afraid of fighting, then there is no point in practicing martial arts. He should go home and farm as soon as possible.

Lu Mingfei's talent is undeniable, and he is one of the best in the world, but practicing martial arts is not a mutation in a superhero movie. If you are bitten by a spider, you can fly into the sky, and if you are injected with a serum, you can reach the peak of human beings.

That's not true of martial arts.

You have to look at the double pits in front of the courtyard. They are the marks left by Lu Mingfei's standing at the stake for many years.

If you ask the world's martial arts community, is there any martial artist who has become Waigang behind closed doors? Who has not accumulated experience in countless battles, even in life and death?

Especially Yama.

Later, people only saw him standing proudly alone on the top of the mountain.

A few more saw him narrowly surviving, and saw him leading people into battle again and again, and seeing him covered in wounds when he broke out of the army.

So, when Lu Mingfei heard the little devil talk about the history of dragons and hybrids, he felt that these guys were all crazy.

They suddenly gained huge power and power, but never paid the price to match it.

But the world is always fair.

Do you think you're getting a bargain?

Look, God is laughing.

He wants dragons to fight to the death.

Let relatives kill each other and even devour each other.

This is the price.

You think it's unfair.

It’s just that you haven’t seen the costs yet.

Yesterday was the first time Lu Mingfei stood up.

Today he was going to compete with others.

Consolidate his power with real combat.

Of course, a simple discussion, with both sides holding hands, cannot achieve the sharpening effect Lu Mingfei wants.

So what?

Let's play.

Put your honor on the line.

Fight with me.

Children's palace, kendo class, training room.

This is a spacious space of 40×40. After the kendo class won the national gold medal, it was highly praised by the leaders and there was an endless stream of students. Therefore, they opened up the four classrooms next to it and renovated it as a kendo class. Ban's training room.

When he entered, a disciple brought Lu Mingfei disposable slippers, and he nodded and said thank you.

It's said to be a fight, but the kendo class has the rules of the kendo class: drink tea first, and after three cups, talk about other things.

After all, Kung Fu was introduced from Japan, so it naturally brought with it some customs from that country. Although we have to investigate further, both Kendo and Tea Ceremony were spread after Buddhists traveled east to Fusang in the Tang Dynasty.