Chapter 282: One vs. Two (Subscription Request)

The group of directors, including Du Wanfei, were so shocked when they saw Lu Yuan slap Director Qi and send him flying.

This was completely beyond their expectations.

In their opinion, Qi Sizu was not weak.

Even if the two of them want to decide the winner, it shouldn't be so easy. There must be a fierce battle.

But the facts were right before their eyes, and they had no choice but to believe it.

Looking at Lu Yuan who continued to hook his fingers.

Those shocked directors were embarrassed, and soon someone stepped forward, clasped his hands and said:
"Brother Lu, please enlighten me."

Among these dozen people, Mr. Qi’s strength can only be considered average at best.

The fact that the opponent fell into Lu Yuan's hands only means that Lu Yuan is not weak.

Seeing Lu Yuan being so arrogant, this boss, who thought highly of himself, could not remain calm and came up to learn from him.

The steward who came up saw that the other party was still standing there in a nonchalant manner with his hands on his hips.

He immediately became angry and slapped the other person with his palm.

The palm suddenly turned black, and the black energy that emanated from it surged, roaring like a tiger in the air.

This palm, the Ten Styles of Tiger Form, is a top-level martial art.

This martial art is a combination of hard work and internal strength. When it is practiced to a high level, its destructive power alone is no worse than that of ordinary superior martial arts.

Just practicing this martial art, at least five top fighters of the Zhenwu Division were killed.

This chief, after practicing to the eighth form of tiger, raised his realm to the top level.

He is good at tiger palm skills among all the officials.

This was also the reason why he dared to step forward after Qi Sizu was almost killed in an instant.

Qi Sizu competed with him several times, and each time, he was defeated by his own unique skills.

He was very confident in himself, and he started with the fourth move of the Ten Tiger Forms, "Tiger Pushing the Mountain".

Hit directly at the opponent's chest or abdomen.

Lu Yuan watched as the other party just slapped him with his bare hands without using any other weapons.

Standing there without trying to hide.

It was obvious that the opponent was using a hard palm technique.

Back then, the white jade skeleton claws of old demon Qiu were unable to do anything to me when I had not yet practiced the middle stage of physical training.

Now, he has cultivated his Vajra Divine Power Technique to the third level, and has trained his skin, blood, and flesh.

He also wanted to see if he could withstand this hard skill that was even more powerful than the White Jade Skeleton Claw.

Seeing that the other party did not dodge or evade, the commander roared angrily, almost drowning out the tiger's roar, and pushed forward fiercely with his pair of black claws.

He just wanted to push this arrogant boy into the pond to keep company with Qi Sizu.

A pair of black claws pushed Lu Yuan on the chest with a "bang".

Lu Yuan paused slightly, then stopped.

The pale golden body, with skin, blood, and flesh glowing slightly, was dissolving the black internal energy of the Ten Styles of Tiger Form.

The captain who pushed Zhong Luyuan in the chest was horrified at this moment.

It would have been fine if his hands had not been able to move the other person's body.

The tiger-shaped internal force in his palm was actually dissolved like mud flowing into the sea.

This attack that he was so proud of actually had no effect at all! !
Unwilling to give in, he immediately used the other moves of the Ten Tiger Forms.

Tiger descends from the mountain, tiger kicks, tiger pounces, tiger tail strikes.
The chief monk used his best skills to his fullest.

Either a leap, a side kick, a swing, or a raised palm.

He had even entered the state and closed his eyes comfortably.

He thought that once he had performed these eight moves, even steel would be shattered into pieces.

Even the Vajra Divine Power Technique is impossible to block.

Lu Yuan still had his hands on his hips, enduring the opponent's blows with tiger roars. Every time he was hit by a palm or a kick, his body would tremble slightly to dissipate the opponent's fierce energy.

This person is not weak.

His strength is much stronger than that of Old Demon Qiu.

If he had not practiced the Vajra Divine Power Technique, he would have to dodge such an attack.

But now, his strength has reached the late first-class level, and he no longer needs to avoid such hard skills.

After coming to this conclusion, I knew that this top-notch person could not do anything to me.

Looking at the figure still jumping up and down, he chuckled.

He stretched out his hand and, with a "pa~!", slapped the other person's face.

After performing a set of moves, the captain opened his eyes and wanted to see if the person in front of him had been kicked by him and was foaming at the mouth.

But I only saw the other person's smiling face with a mouthful of white teeth, and then there was a loud "pop!" sound in my ears.

His jaw was nearly knocked off balance and he flew straight towards the pond.

With a "bang~!!!", it shot into the green pond.

When the roar in his ears faded and the stars in his eyes disappeared, he opened his eyes.

Then he saw Qi Sizuo with a swollen face, pulling his hands up and down in the pool, making a long sword gesture.

Then he quickly started doggy paddling in the pool of water.

The captain who had just fallen into the water understood what the other party meant.

This was to ask him to help him find the other party's precious sword in the water.

My face is burning.

Thinking of the miserable state he was in now, he might become a laughing stock to others.

He simply nodded, and together with Qi Sizu, they dug in the mud at the bottom of the pond, looking for the sword.

By the pond.

The remaining dozen or so directors were in an uproar as they stared at Lu Yuan, who had knocked two colleagues into the water without any injury.

If we talk about the previous Qi Sizu, his strength was average among them.

The Stone Master just now had already surpassed most of them.

He has the powerful skills of the Ten Tiger Forms, especially his pair of black palms. Anyone who fights with him is afraid that the opponent will grab and break his precious weapon.

The other party is a practitioner of hard skills.

Under the concentrated attack, even a physical practitioner should avoid the attack.

Lu Yuan, however, endured the opponent's entire set of Ten Tiger Form Moves without being hurt at all. He slapped the opponent again and pushed him into the pool.

At this time, the dozen or so remaining seats were beginning to lack confidence.

Seeing that the opponent took down two people easily without any sign of exhaustion, I was afraid that even if we fought in a round-robin battle, we would not be able to defeat the opponent.

Just as these people were hesitating.

Lu Yuan, with his hands on his hips, stretched out his hands.

He hooked his index fingers and pointed at the two managers standing together in front of him.

This action immediately angered the two men.

The two stewards nodded at the same time, and one of them drew out a sharp ring-handled broadsword, raised the knife, and slashed towards Lu Yuan.

After the previous battle, they already understood that Lu Yuan's strength was completely beyond their imagination.

It even refreshed their understanding of the Vajra Divine Power Sutra, a top-level intermediate level martial art.

No matter how powerful this technique is, it is just the body-refining technique of the sect. When it is fully practiced, it can add 5,000 kilograms of strength.

How come when he came to the other party, even though he hasn't yet reached perfection in his cultivation, he has the strength to crush the top-notch ones?

If you only rely on fists and palm techniques, it would be difficult to hurt the opponent.

Only by relying on the weapon in your hand can you have a chance of victory.

(End of this chapter)