Draw pear clothes to Lu Chen’s side

Caesar looked at the forest land in a mess. "Brother Lu is very good."
Several people set up a shed, sat in Milan and beat a box with iced mineral water, juice and coke, and another box with hot meals.
Lu Chen gulped down a bottle of coke and looked at Caesar. "Brother Caesar, if you are not afraid of failing the final exam, you can also skip class to practice."
"Brother Lu’s moves are much higher than those of the college melee teacher."
This is what Caesar came for. He would rather come to Brother Lu to sweat than sit in class and talk.
Liu Xiong is a super monster, but he doesn’t want to be left behind by Chu Hang.
After tea, I painted pear clothes and continued to practice hitting planes. Chu Hang continued to wield a knife in the forest, pondering the essence of Tai Chi and tide breaking.
Caesar was taken to another land by Lu Chen. Although he was not prepared to let some weak Caesar brothers fight against the first generation, the other side wanted to learn from him and didn’t mind teaching Caesar brothers both hands.
"Liu Xiong to teach me what advanced China kung fu? For example, what did I do before I came? "
Caesar is also a little excited, which is something he has never touched before. Maybe he can discover Brother Lu’s powerful secret.
Lu Chen wondered, "Brother Caesar, what have you previewed?"
Caesar looked serious. "I saw the Dragon Department last night and …"
"Stop!"
Lu Chen’s face was shocked and raised my hand.
He has also seen some of the world’s martial arts dramas and novels. He finally knew that when Brother Caesar came, he asked himself if he had any merit.
This guy’s concept of China and Gu Wu came from childhood and TV play!
Look at Caesar’s excited expression, he suspects that if he doesn’t interrupt the other party, Brother Caesar will ask him if there is a similar way to give empty bamboo work. If he nods, Brother Caesar may fly to China tomorrow to look for a hermit in the mountains and rivers to see if there is such an opportunity.
Lu Chen explained, "There is merit … but you can’t practice and it’s nothing."
However, what he knows about merit is not as mysterious as what is said in martial arts novels, but just mobilizing one’s own potential. For example, violent blood is strictly the same as some merits.
Most of the work he has learned is to temper his internal organs to control his own eyes. For example, he can control his heartbeat in an orderly manner, and the combination of blood flow rate and breathing method can instantly increase his physical strength by several grades.
The so-called profound strength means that the internal organs are tempered and tough, and the strength becomes stronger and more lasting when fighting.
Perhaps there really is the kind of work in martial arts novels. There were old masters who told themselves that the previous work was to cultivate "Qi", but many of them were lost after the rise of the secret blood fighters. For many young people, the cultivation power may not be achieved in a generation, but if they can become secret blood fighters, they will be successful.
In fact, the so-called "one step to the sky" is dancing in death. Many people have become soulless bodies in the "dream pursuit", but it is not a war era. People who want to become secret blood fighters still want to feel power despite their short life span.
In addition, the environment of heaven and earth has also changed, and it has been difficult to cultivate that kind of breath, and it has gradually declined.
Chapter two hundred and sixty Xia Mi stronger don’t kowtow.
Of course, there are still merits. For example, when Lu Chen first entered school, he often used a kind of achievement method to oppress his muscles and organs in various parts of his body to achieve his goal of tempering himself.
Over the years, you can also make your body stronger slowly. This is a cross-training method with external combination.
However, he is rare now, and his efficiency is too low. It is better to have nothing to do with blood and refine his bloodline.
"Really meritorious?"
Caesar’s coming is a smooth question. Although he has such a lost expectation, he knows that most of the credit is due to Brother Lu’s telling him that there is!
Brother Yu Liu said that he couldn’t practice, but he didn’t care.
Chuhang is also curious to look at a boy who grew up in China. It is estimated that few people will not be interested in such a topic.
"Yes, but none of them can be promoted quickly. It will take at least decades to practice some doorways. You are too old to practice."
Lu Chen paused and looked at Caesar and added, "There is merit, but there is no merit like that in the novel, at least I won’t."
Caesar was somewhat disappointed when he heard this. "Well, Brother Lu will teach me to order him."
He returned to Master Liu Xiong, the so-called real master. Before his death, he gave all his strength to Master Liu Xiong, and the other party would be so powerful.
It seems that he thinks too much.
Yu and brother Lu learn to fight. He doesn’t think there is anything. He is indeed a proud man, but proud people will admit that others are powerful.
He can honestly go to the melee class and listen to the teacher’s instructions. Why can’t he learn some fighting moves from Brother Lu, who is more skilled?
"Brother Caesar, your words … practice your footwork, which is very helpful for … fighting."
Lu Chen hesitated and said that he wanted to say it was helpful to save his life or escape, but brother Caesar was a very proud man, and he probably couldn’t accept it.
"Lightness?"
Caesar is refreshed again.
"… if you are strong enough, you can use it as a flying skill."
Some people in Lu Chen can say that martial arts novels have poisoned the Italian Han.
However, he can really do it like flying, mainly because he has great strength, runs fast and jumps like flying …
"So that’s it. So, Brother Liu, can you … take a walk?"
Caesar asked curiously, he has been very interested in China’s martial arts since he read the martial arts novels.
Lu Chen …
Lu Chen taught Caesar a set of nine-palace footwork and then circularly urged the "students" to practice.