Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 80 The Birth of Urban Legends

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

"It's alright."

Yuanyuan shook her head.

"The teacher is amazing."

Lu Mingfei smiled wryly in his heart. Although he is number one in the world, he cannot compare with Jianxin Kongming in terms of talent in swordsmanship. He is not afraid of a real fight. In the later stage, I already have all the methods in my heart, and I am afraid that I will not be able to teach Yuanyuan the way of swordsmanship.

In the past few days, he has passed down the Hunyuan piles one after another, and they are all people whose temperaments meet his requirements. There are still some people who need to be honed. No way, otherwise, who can bear the wind, frost, rain and snow for several years, even if Lu Mingfei, a person with insufficient heart, passes on the Hunyuan pile, I am afraid it will only be three days of fishing and two days of drying the net. The bamboo basket fetches water in vain.

Speaking of which, in the past few days, he has discovered a few good seedlings of martial arts, especially a coach named Chen Pingan. Although his qualifications are mediocre, his character is really rare.

Kyushu Martial Arts has three equal parts: mind, character, aptitude, comprehension, and understanding. The so-called genius does not mean that you have outstanding aptitude and practice hard work for three days or even half a month. This is just one aspect. Homework, in the end, the achievement may not be as good as that dull boy who just bury his head and stand still without saying or giving.

With Lu Mingfei's eyesight, if a person is slacking off when standing alone, whether he is thinking wildly, whether he has finished his homework after returning home, just look at their energy and spirit to know.

Speaking of Yan Ling and Alchemy, he is indeed inferior to the little devil, but Lu Mingfei has full confidence in Kyushu Martial Arts.

As for Yuanyuan's exercises, Lu Mingfei is already working on solving them, but how can creating a method be child's play? Even if it's just melting the strengths of the three schools into one furnace, if he is not Yan Luo, you can just go to Kyushu and pull a foreign gang. One person can be sure, not to mention [-]% or [-]%, even if it is half.

It is also because he is Yan Luo, who has reached the realm of mastering all arts in one way, and can learn all kinds of martial arts at his fingertips, so he has such confidence.

On weekdays, other students stance their stances, grind their tempers, they can't just sit there holding the computer and watching the god of death, Lu Mingfei asks her to practice duel, although he hasn't started stances yet, but Jianxin is empty The talent for sword moves can be said to be innate.

Lu Mingfei taught her some ordinary sword moves, which can be driven without any strength, and some of them are simply inhuman methods. It's just that Lu Mingfei took the form and moves, and the power is naturally not the same as the original version, but it is not the same as the future. Ordinary people who practice body can really be called a sublime sentence.

At least it's better than Fusang's kendo.

"Has anyone called me internationally these days?"

Lu Mingfei took a sip of mineral water.

"Your phone number?"

Coach Wang thought about it.

"No."

He explained.

"Our kendo classes generally don't have cross-border phone calls. Once someone calls, there must be a record."

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"If you receive it, tell me, you have my number."

"Yes."

Seeing Coach Wang's response, Lu Mingfei lifted the bag and waved the hand holding the mineral water.

"Then I'll go first."

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

"is teacher!"

The students answered.

Speaking of which, this coach Wang has a good heart, which is really rare. He can calm down and practice martial arts at a very old age. If he can be 20 years younger, he will surely be able to compete with Chen Pingan.

Pity.

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

But the saddest thing is that even if you put in multiples and multiples of effort, if you miss something, you will miss it, and you will not be able to reach that goal even if you run desperately.

Such as the college entrance examination.

Like first love.

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

He thought of Old Tang again.

He has not been online for several days.

Are you busy with work?
Speaking of it, Lu Mingfei only knew that Old Tang was good at StarCraft, but he had no idea what to do in reality.

By the way, it seems that the head portrait is also his own face, and it looks festive. Lu Mingfei used to secretly think that if Old Tang returned to China to devote himself to the business of cross talk or sketches, he would surely be able to fight for his own piece of heaven.

With Old Tang's face on the stage, hey, the Spring Festival Gala is saved.

Thinking about it made him happy.

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

Strange guy, do you mean the person the little devil is watching out for?

wrong.

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

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

As for the game, after hearing what the little devil said, Lu Mingfei realized that it wasn't because he didn't say anything on purpose, but because there were secret enemies watching him, so it was really impossible to say.

Lu Mingfei clenched his fist.

I don't know how many tricks this person can take him.

Although he is only in the beginning of body training, but for some reason, the progress of standing on the sky pile can be said to be rapid, but he has to take the initiative to slow down. In martial arts, haste makes waste. Going too fast is not a good thing. If the method of cultivating the mind fails to keep up, there will be endless troubles.

It can be said that he has suffered a lot for this, and he was forced to follow the path of Yan Luo when he was in Kyushu, and the root cause is also here.

But even thinking about coming to Lu Mingfei so far, he will not regret it.

As the master said, in life, there are always some things that have to be done, and must be done, even if this life is sacrificed.You know, there is no such dangerous realm as Wuwangtian in the lineage of Dragon Snake Secret Inheritance.

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

"It's okay."

"I come."

When they arrived at the station, several passengers who were not supposed to get off here got up one after another and hurried out the door.

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, seeing the same confusion as themselves in each other's eyes.

"what happened?"

"That car just now, isn't it strange..."

"You found out too!"

These few people kept silent.

It's just that a big man in a green vest next to him is cursing.

"The driver must be mentally ill, the air conditioner is turned on so low, it's freezing to death; it's freezing to death!"

As he spoke, he rubbed his arms, but stopped after a while. The passengers who got off together just now stared at him with strange eyes.

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

The man yelled.

"brother,"

A passenger hesitated to speak, but finally spoke.

It's just his tone, how weird it sounds.

"The bus just now didn't turn on the air conditioner."

(End of this chapter)