Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

The bamboo sword flew high, and Lu Mingfei stepped forward to help Yuanyuan up.

"Is everything okay?"

Yuanyuan shook her head.

"The teacher is amazing."

Lu Mingfei smiled bitterly in his heart. Although he was the best in the world, in terms of swordsmanship talent, he could not compare with Jianxin Kongming. He was not afraid of a real fight, but once he was restricted to use the sword intelligently, if not Lu Mingfei In the later period, I already had all the skills in mind, and I was afraid that I would not be able to teach Yuanyuan Kendo.

In the past few days, he has passed down the Hunyuan piles one after another. They are all people whose character meets his requirements. There are still some who still need to be tempered. Lu Mingfei is not in a hurry. He really doesn't have any patience for practicing martial arts. No, otherwise who can stand the wind, frost, rain and snow that has lasted for several years? Even if Lu Mingfei, a man with insufficient character, passed down the Hunyuan Zhuang, it would only be three days of fishing and two days of drying nets. In the end, it will end Fetching water from a bamboo basket was in vain.

It seems that in the past few days, he has discovered a few good martial arts talents, especially a coach named Chen Pingan. Although his qualifications are mediocre, his character is really rare. The homework given by Lu Mingfei is also the hardest for him to complete.

Kyushu martial arts, mind, aptitude, and understanding are all equally important. The so-called genius does not mean that you have outstanding aptitude and can practice martial arts for one day, three days or even half a month of hard work. This is just one aspect. If the genius thinks highly of himself and thinks that he is destined to be invincible, then relax. In terms of homework, I am afraid that the achievements in the end will not be as good as that dull boy who doesn't say anything and just stands there.

With Lu Mingfei's eyesight, he can tell whether a person is lazy while standing, whether they are thinking wildly, and whether they have completed their homework after returning home.

He is indeed not as good as the Little Devil when it comes to talking spirits and alchemy, but Lu Mingfei is fully confident in Kyushu Martial Arts.

As for Yuanyuan's technique, Lu Mingfei has already started to solve it, but creating a technique is not child's play. Even if it is just to smelt three masters into one furnace, if he is not Yama, you can go to Kyushu and just bring in a gang. One person can be sure, let alone 100%, maybe even half a percent.

It is also because he is Yama, and has reached the state where one dharma is accessible to all dharma, and he has all kinds of martial arts at his fingertips, so he has such confidence.

On weekdays, other students were doing zhanzhuang and grinding their temper. Yuanyuan couldn't just sit there holding the computer and watching the God of Death. Lu Mingfei asked her to practice sparring. Although she hadn't started zhanzhuang yet, the sword was empty. The wise man's talent for sword moves can be said to be innate.

Lu Mingfei taught her some ordinary sword moves, which could be driven without any force, and some were even inhumane. However, Lu Mingfei changed the form and moves, so the power was naturally different from the original ones, but it was different from the future ones. Ordinary people who practice physical training can really be called a master.

At least it's better than Fuso's swordsmanship.

"Has anyone made any cross-border phone calls to me these days?"

Lu Mingfei took a sip of mineral water.

"Your phone number?"

Coach Wang thought for a while.

"No."

He explained.

"We generally don't have cross-border phone calls in our kendo class. Once someone makes a call, it will be recorded."

"Um."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Tell me when you get it. Do you have my number?"

"yes."

Seeing Coach Wang agree, Lu Mingfei picked up his bag and waved his hand holding the mineral water.

"Then I'll leave first."

"Don't miss out on your homework when you go back."

"is teacher!"

students answered.

It is said that Coach Wang has a good character. It is really rare that he can calm down and practice martial arts at a long age. If he were twenty years younger, he would definitely be able to compete with Chen Pingan.

Pity.

If you miss time, you have to make up for it with double the sweat.

But the saddest thing is that even if you work twice as hard, if you miss something, you will miss it. Even if you run desperately, you can't reach the goal. It is really beyond human power.

Such as the college entrance examination.

Such as first love.

When bus No. 538 arrived at the stop, Lu Mingfei followed the flow of people and got on the bus, picked a seat by the window, and began to stagger forward again.

He thought of Old Tang again.

He has been offline for several days.

Are you busy with work?

Lu Mingfei only knew that Old Tang Xingxing was good at playing, but he had no idea what kind of job he should do in reality.

By the way, it seemed that the avatar was his own face, and it looked festive. Lu Mingfei had secretly thought that if Old Tang returned to China and joined the cross talk or sketch industry, he would definitely be able to fight for his own share of the world.

Just go to the stage with that face of Old Tang, hey, the Spring Festival Gala is saved.

Just thinking about it made him happy.

Three days ago, the little devil said he was going to find some strange guys and prepare game equipment.

Does the strange guy mean the person the little devil is wary of?

wrong.

Lu Mingfei's premonition told him that this was not the case.

It is true that there are people in the dragon world who try to kill the little devil, but the little devil obviously knows who this person is, but his expression was wrong when he talked about the "strange guy" that day, and Lu Mingfei could tell , the little devil, who seemed to have everything in his palm, showed a rare expression of doubt at that moment.

As for the game, after listening to the little devil's words, Lu Mingfei realized that it was not that he didn't say it on purpose, but that there was a secret enemy watching, so he really couldn't tell.

Lu Mingfei clenched his fist.

I don’t know how many moves this person can take.

Although he was only in the preliminary stage of body training, for some unknown reason, the progress of standing on the Heavenly Pillar was a thousand miles away. Instead, he had to take the initiative to slow down. Haste makes waste in martial arts. Going too fast is not a good thing. If nothing else, If you don't keep up with the method of nourishing your mind, there will be endless troubles.

It can be said that he suffered greatly because of this. When he was in Kyushu, he had no choice but to follow the path of Yama, and the root of this lies here.

But I still don’t regret it even if I think about it.

As the master said, in life, there are always things that must be done and must be done, even if it means giving up this life. You must know that the Dragon Snake Secret Lineage does not have such a dangerous realm as Wuwangtian.

"Senior Brother Lu, I can't avenge my master anymore."

"It doesn't matter."

"I come."

When they arrived at the station, several passengers who weren't supposed to get off the bus got up and hurriedly walked out.

It wasn't until their feet stood on the ground that the real sense of reality barely made them feel at ease.

They looked at each other strangely, both seeing the same confusion in each other's eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"The car just now was strange..."

"You found out too!"

These people kept silent.

But a big man in a green vest next to him was cursing.

"Then the driver must be mentally ill. The air conditioner is turned on so low. It's freezing. It's freezing!"

As he spoke, he rubbed his arms, but the action stopped soon after. The passengers who got off the bus just now stared at him with strange eyes.

"Look...what are you looking at!"

the man shouted.

"brother,"

One passenger hesitated to speak, but finally spoke.

It's just his tone that sounds weird.

"The bus just now didn't have air conditioning on."